Qin Mu and others rushed to see Mirs lying in the arms of little Jinlong and asked, "what happened?"

With tears in his eyes, little Jinlong was in great pain.

He Zhenyao went over to touch Dapeng's body, feeling a little nervous.

"What's the matter?"

Xiaojinlong said indignantly, "it's all my fault. It's all my fault. I just want to coax it, but I didn't expect to hurt it."

Qin Mu frowned and looked at Mirs.

"What have you done?"

Little golden dragon cried, "I just gave it two fruits."

Qin Mu was shocked. "You are sick. The food here is either poisonous or profitable. Before you understand it, you can eat it casually?"

Qin Mu is right. Everything on Xumi mountain has a completely different effect from the rest of the world.

After all, this is the source of fairyland.

Like ordinary tea, it sprouts every 3000 years, and its growth cycle is very long, so its effect is very good.

Tonic tonic, poison poison,

if it's just ordinary fruit, poison can't kill it at all.

It can be seen how toxic these two fruits are.

Qin Mu tried to infuse Qi into Mirs, but he found that his Qi could not enter.

Channels have been blocked. What should I do?

Lu Yaqing is more anxious, "think of a way to save it quickly!"

Qin Mu said, "go to find the elder."

Pig King way, "he is remolding the flesh body for snow dress girl, impossible come out."

"Then go to the big monk and see if he can help it?"

The king of pigs immediately swept by like lightning.

Soon, the great monk came back with him.

"Amitabha!"

The big monk habitually shouts a sentence, this just approaches Dapeng.

Soon, he shook his head, too.

"Amitabha, what a good thing

"I'm afraid I can't help it."

Xiaojinlong is going crazy. How can it be like this?

At the moment, it really can't slap itself.

When they heard that the great monk could do nothing, they felt uneasy.

Dapeng experienced the catastrophe ten thousand years ago, but he didn't expect to be planted in the hands of two fruits.

"Where did you pick this fruit?"

Qin Mu asked.

Xiaojinlong pointed to the other side of the mountain, which was a cliff.

There is only one tree on the cliff.

The trees are not tall, less than three meters high.

There are only two fruits on the whole tree, all of which are picked by xiaojinlong and presented to Dapeng.

"Come on, let's go and have a look."

They took Mirs to the edge of the cliff, which was deep and bottomless.

A lonely tree stands on the edge of the cliff.

Its leaves are not very lush, sparse.

But the whole tree exudes infinite vitality,

every leaf seems to be condensed from the source of life.

These leaves are amazing.

Qin Mu looked at the tree seriously.

I've never seen such a bright leaf with such vitality. Is there anything strange about this tree?

Qin Mu was thinking, a figure came through the air.

"Don't touch it. What are you doing?"

Lao Dao holds the brush and sees Dapeng lying in the arms of little Jinlong. The two fruits on the tree are gone.

Can't help but get angry way, "did you move these two fruits?"

The crowd was stunned, and the pig king said, "can't this fruit move? They were picked by little golden dragon. "

The old Taoist's face sank down, and he was so angry that he said, "confused, confused!"

"I don't know the weight."

"It's a soul eating fruit."

"Ah?"

Everyone was confused, so it is.

No wonder Dapeng had an accident after eating the fruit.

Lu Yaqing asked eagerly, "master, what should we do then?"

Lao Dao was so angry that he said, "you may not know why the leaves on this tree are so bright?"

"Each leaf of it corresponds to a fruit."

"The man who eats this fruit, his life is condensed on this leaf."

Qin Mu suddenly understood that no wonder the leaves on this tree are so special and different.

It turned out that the people who ate the fruit had their souls sucked away by the leaves.

Oh, my God.

How can there be such an evil thing on Xumi mountain, the foundation of Taoism?

"Master, what shall we do?"

Qin Mu didn't dare to be careless and asked for Lao Dao's advice.

Lao Dao approached Dapeng and checked his body. "Now there's only one way to do it. Take all the leaves off the tree and fry them with real fire.""Ah?"

People are surprised and happy. How could it be like this?

The pig king said, "I'll pick the leaves."

"Wait!"

The old Taoist cried, "how can it be so easy?"

"Take off the leaves one by one with your mouth, and then fry them with real fire."

Pig King originally stepped out of the pace and back, with the mouth in it.

That's not going.

This important task can only be done by xiaojinlong.

After all, they don't eat their saliva.

He Zhenyao said, "let's look at Mirs. Go quickly!"

Xiaojinlong hum, immediately flew to the tree on the edge of the cliff.

It's very difficult to pick the leaves off with your mouth.

No matter how few leaves there are on the tree, I'm afraid there will be tens of thousands of them?

Lao Dao shook his head, "bring it here!"

Then he floated away.

All hands and feet to Dapeng away, Lao Dao let it lie in the hall.

Looking at Mirs, he shook his head again.

Because of the accident in Dapeng, people dare not fool around any more. They all put aside their mind to listen to Lao Dao's arrangement.

"Shall we help little Jinlong?"

Lu Yaqing suggested.

The old Taoist yelled, "no, it must be a person's saliva."

This is also particular. If everyone takes a bite, there will be other people's saliva on the leaves.

They had to wait patiently.

It's not an easy job to pick a leaf in your mouth, let alone other magical powers.

It's too hard to have one more.

Everyone watched the sunrise and sunset. Little golden dragon was on the other side of the cliff, holding the leaves one by one.

Although there are not many leaves on this tree, it took two days.

Finally, I collected the leaves and took them back to the Taoist temple.

Lao Dao asked it to take water from mountain spring and decoct it with real fire.

Before decocting, Lao Dao put a seal on the urn.

Prevent the souls on the leaves from escaping.

Xiaojinlong is boiling the leaves with real fire. Qin Mu people hear that the leaves are constantly struggling.

After all, they have a creature on each leaf.

The creatures are struggling to get out.

Unfortunately, the lid of the urn was sealed, so they couldn't escape.

The fire boiled for three days and nights, and all the leaves turned into water.

Lao Dao asked Xiao Jinlong to take a wet towel to cover the urn and cool it.

Then he opened the jar and poured out the water.

The water is bright green and looks like a very good drink.

Gu -

when the king of pigs saw the water, he made a hungry sound in his stomach.

I really want to drink!

Seeing that little Jinlong put the bowl together for Dapeng to drink, the pig King swallowed again, "can you leave me a mouthful?"

“……”

The crowd was speechless.

When Xiao Jinlong finished feeding the bowl of water, everyone looked at Dapeng nervously.

This should be OK, right?

Lao Dao sat there, looking grim.

Looking at the monk, he doesn't talk like this all the time.

Qin Mu and others looked at Dapeng, hoping that it would wake up right away.

Just as people anxiously look forward to it, Dapeng's body suddenly emits a strange light, and its body is gradually shrinking in the light.