Chapter 107

"Hum!" the Brahma Sutra raised his chin and said proudly on his face, "smooth breath is the second. When you practice and upgrade, you will know where your physique has changed."

"Practice and upgrade?" Duanmu Ya looked and listened, and her brain flashed. "Father-in-law of the land, you mean, there are no restrictions in my body, so I can practice and upgrade well from now on?"

"Xiaoyawang, you're stupid!" the Brahma Sutra shouted angrily. "Do you still need to ask, if it's not for you to continue to upgrade, why do we bother to find you a spiritual fruit?"

Duanmu yawang felt incredible.

It was something that had never been found. After Gong Yulan knew that her physique could not be cultivated for the time being, he spent several days looking for it for her to eat.

Duanmu yawang wondered, looking at Gong Yulan's master and servant: "why?" why did they suddenly treat her so well and spend so much effort to find something for her?

Gong yulanzhi was never a person who could answer other people's questions. He still looked at her and said nothing.

The Vatican Sutra looked at her listlessly: "if only I could figure out why."

He didn't know why his master was crazy. That morning, he found that Duanmu yawang didn't go to practice with them and disappeared for a while. When he went back to the practice place, he suddenly told him that he was going to look for the spiritual fruit.

Building spiritual fruit is a treasure that human beings can't ask for, but for them, it's just a difficult wild fruit.

Eating it is of no use to them.

Therefore, he was very puzzled why his master suddenly asked for such a fruit.

Naturally, his master would not explain to him. For several days in a row, they went in and out of the most dangerous mountain forest abyss and spent a lot of cultivation time before they found a primary spiritual fruit that they would not look at even if they were thrown at their feet.

These days, their continuous practical instantaneous movement consumed huge spiritual power. He was almost tortured to collapse both mentally and physically!

However, when he came back from a long way, he knew that this fruit was for Duanmu yawang!

Although the Vatican Sutra thought about this possibility, in fact, when it was really so, he found that he didn't understand his master more and more.

The words of the Sanskrit Sutra made Duanmu yawang frown and was about to speak. Gong Yulan looked at her with beautiful purple eyes and suddenly said, "I can find it for you next time."

Duanmu Ya looked at him with round eyes. For a moment, she leaned over, reached out and touched his forehead. She said strangely, "there's no fever. Shouldn't she burn her brain?"

Since her brain is not bad, how can she be so good to her all of a sudden?

The Buddhist Scripture saw Duanmu yawang reach out and touch Gong Yulan. Gong Yulan didn't move. When he touched him, his eyes would protrude.

After hearing Duanmu yawang's words, his old face turned black, "xiaoyawang, what are you doing?"

Duanmu Ya looked at him with an innocent shrug. Her eyes were a little complicated. She looked at Gong Yulan. Sitting on the bed, she stretched out her legs and kicked him, "Hey, thank you."

She owes him a favor.

She is not ungrateful. She will give it back to him if he needs anything.

After being kicked by her, Gong yulanzhi was not angry. His eyebrows and eyes widened. It was the same sentence: "you like to find it for you next time."

"No need." Duanmu yawang is not a greedy person. He is as powerful as him. He went out for several days to find such a one. It must be very difficult to find it. "He has already eaten one and can continue to cultivate and upgrade."

"This is just the first level fruit of building spirit." Gong yulanzhi seemed dissatisfied with the fruit of building spirit. "You need something better."

The spirit building fruit is also divided into primary and high levels?

Duanmu yawang was confused. When he was about to speak, the Vatican Sutra frowned and said, "master, it is so difficult to find a low-quality fruit in building spirit. The high-level old slave suspected that it is difficult to find one in the whole continent!"

After that, she glanced at Duanmu yawang and said, "besides, her physical quality is limited now, and she can't digest the low-level and low-quality spiritual fruit. If you don't give her strength and ease, she will die because she can't bear the strength!"

Gong Yulan said expressionless, "she can bear it."

The Sutra frowned and disagreed. Just about to speak, Duanmu yawang couldn't help interrupting: "Gong Yulan, have you injected vitality into me?"

This was Duanmu yawang's first time to call Gong yulanzhi. Gong yulanzhi didn't seem to respond for a moment. He paused for a moment and looked at it. His purple eyes were deep and unpredictable.

The Buddhist Scripture drooped its eyelids and looked at her with a hum, "you don't want your original situation. It's like crazy. If the master didn't give you vitality, how could you sleep so safely?"

Duanmu yawang had a really comfortable sleep just now. She couldn't help being embarrassed again when she thought of lying on Gong Yulan's chest when she woke up. She coughed twice and changed the topic, "what's vitality?"

Vitality, Duanmu yawang knows that there are several explanations, but no matter which one, can not enter another person's body from one person's body.

Obviously, this vitality is different from Duanmu yawang's cognition.

Moreover, the body owner had never heard such a word, and she had never seen it in reading.

The Sutra raised its eyelids, looked at her and said, "you're not strong enough now. It's no use knowing. When you're big enough and your body can accumulate vitality, you'll know."

Duanmu yawang shrugged and didn't ask for anything. When he thought of something, he couldn't help asking, "by the way, why does my body hinder when I practice? Is this related to the color of my eyes?"

"It doesn't matter much." the Brahman Sutra said with a very understanding look: "no matter who, no matter what eye color, people in this world will encounter many obstacles in their cultivation and limited promotion. Of course, you are no exception. The higher your level of cultivation in the future, the more obstacles you will encounter."

"In other words, I will encounter the same or different obstacles in the future?"

The Sutra nodded, "that's right."

Duanmuya sighed. The obstruction of promotion is a headache. If it weren't for Gong Yulan, she might not know what she was restricted by.

Then, like others, she may not rise to a class for a few years, but she may not find any reason.

This time, thanks to Gong Yulan.

She looked at him and was about to speak, but she found him staring at the little white deer in her arms. She noticed Duanmu Ya's eyes and frowned: "throw him down."

"Why should I throw it down?" Duanmu Ya looked at Gong Yulan, who was grandly lying on his bed and didn't even want to move. She said angrily: "although I appreciate you very much, this is my bed. Men and women don't give and receive. You should go down the most, right?"