Chapter 765

Of course, the fruit is too precious.

It takes tens of thousands of years to bear fruit, and it must be picked within half a day after the fruit is mature, otherwise the fruit will fall off automatically and become the nutrient of fruit trees.

The friars who have reached the eighth level are rare in the human race, but the life span of such a top-notch person is only 900 years old.

It is a long life for ordinary people to live 200 years.

As for the Ninth level practitioners, the Terran has not appeared again for hundreds of thousands of years. Only in some ancient materials can we see that they are too far away from their lives.

The sign of stepping into the Ninth level of cultivation is the position of the lower abdomen's elixir field and the birth of Yuanying.

Qiao Yanran took the kraft paper and twisted her eyebrows.

Isn't this a replica of ginseng fruit?

However, such a good thing as ginseng fruit tree, there is only one fruit tree in the whole world. Where did it come from?

Qiao Yan Ran didn't think about it any more. Anyway, I'll know when I see it with my own eyes.

The old tree went straight into the pool and disappeared.

Several people followed quickly.

It's the same as the old man who went down the pool with a cramp.

He struggled with his life and wanted to ask for help, but he drank several mouthfuls of cool water directly, sinking faster.

The big guy didn't care too much. He went down the pool in twos and threes.

Qiao Yanran put her foot into the pool, Yin cold into the spinal cord, instant her whole leg numbness, loss of consciousness, she was startled, quickly extended her foot back.

This water is too evil.

Qiao Yanran runs the spirit power. Her spirit power is the fire system spirit power. It's from Yang to hard, and it's also protected by Haoran's healthy qi. It's just the killer of these Yin and cold Qi.

She closed her eyes and used the skill to drive out the evil.

Mo Ling also found something wrong at this time. He had to work hard to resist his eighth level cultivation.

These other people whose accomplishments are weaker than him are really tough.

"Everybody back!"

Mo Ling looks at Lao Liu, who is still sinking. He plunges into the pool and picks up the man.

Sixth is in a coma.

But there was no big deal. Mo Ling pressed his chest and let him spit out a few springs. Then he woke up.

Everyone was relieved.

Mo Ling looked at the weak old six and said, "run with all your strength. Use the skill I taught you before to drive the cold out. Don't I teach you any more?"

Lao Liu shook his head and sat up to exercise.

Mo Ling saw that he didn't have a big deal. He sat down beside Qiao Yanran and said with concern: "are your feet OK? What about?

I'll help you

Qiao Yanran pressed her right leg on his leg, "the cold was forced out, but her leg is still numb now, and her Qi and blood are not running smoothly."

It's like freezing your hands and feet. As an old saying goes, freezing your hands for a year, every year.

Even when the weather is not too cold, it freezes early because it hurts the capillaries and it can't recover in a short time.

"I'll rub it for you."

Mo Ling's long white fingers kneaded the acupoints on Qiao Yanran's legs.

His long fingers are warm and his strength is moderate. Qiao Yanran feels comfortable, and the feeling of blockage on her legs is gone.

Qiao Yanran narrowed her eyes comfortably. From the storage ring, she took out an oil paper bag and bit the steaming sweet potato.