Faced with Qu Jinghong's feelings, Wang Le couldn't help but complain in his heart, "I'm the one who puts great efforts into it! I didn't even get a single one."

"I can only say that there must be some destiny in the future, and don't force it if there is no destiny! I hope my luck will be better in the future!"

Just when Wang Lexin was thinking, Qu Jinghong suddenly asked, "Brother Wang, are we still in the illusion now?"

Wang Le rolled his eyes immediately and replied angrily, "Miss Qu, you have even been taken into your bag with the supreme medicine cauldron. Could it be that this is still an illusion?"

"Uh!" Qu Jinghong smiled awkwardly, and then defended himself, "I just confirmed it, afraid that this is a dream."

"After all, it's so dreamy to encounter such a good thing as soon as you come in."

Wang Le ignored Qu Jinghong and chased Wangcai, who had disappeared from the back, from the side around the Taoist statue worshipped by the Taoist god.

Seeing Wang Le's constipation look, Qu Jinghong couldn't help but hum proudly and followed him to chase him.

When Qu Jinghong walked around the statue and saw Wang Le, he saw the other party following Wangcai and walked quickly towards a side door not far away.

"Wait for me!"

Qu Jinghong, who didn't want to be alone, shouted quickly, and then accelerated his pace and chased after him.

When the two followed Wangcai from the side door to leave the palace where the statues were worshipped, they entered a square that was much smaller than the front, with about half the area of ​​the football field.

Except for the surrounding square, there is an ancient tree full of time standing in the middle of the square.

It was seen that although this ancient tree was very thick, at least four great men could join forces to embrace it, it was not as tall as expected, and was shorter than the nearby palaces, no more than ten meters.

Among the lush branches and leaves, purple-red human-shaped fruits hang on it. When you look at it, it makes you salivate.

When Wang Le saw a purple-red human-shaped fruit the size of an adult's palm on the tree, the first thing that came to mind was the ginseng fruit in Wuzhuang Temple in Wanshou Mountain.

This made Wang Le sigh that the world is really strange and thought it was something in mythology.

As a result, I didn't expect that I was hit by him and Wang Le today. It was really amazing.

Of course, the purple-red human-shaped fruit hanging on the tree in front of you is different from the ginseng fruit in Journey to the West and is incomparable.

Although Wang Le had never seen the purple-red humanoid fruit before and knew nothing about it, his intuition told himself that these ten things were good things.

Thinking of this, Wang Le's heart moved and looked back at Qu Jinghong behind him and asked, "What kind of tree is this? Such human-shaped fruits actually bear on it."

At this time, Qu Jinghong was already standing still stiffly in place. His eyes looked at the ancient tree were filled with surprise and disbelief.

"This...this is the Fruit Sleeping Holy Tree!"

Qu Jinghong couldn't hide his excitement, and his voice trembled in a deep voice. Two exciting blushings appeared on his extremely fair face, like ripe peaches!

This time, before Wang Le could continue to ask carefully, Qu Jinghong took a deep breath and suppressed the excitement in his heart, and then took the initiative to explain to him, "The most important thing about the Fruit Sleeping Tree is the fruit."

"It will bloom in a thousand years, bear fruit in a thousand years, and then mature in another thousand years, and it will continue over and over again."

When Wang Le heard this, his eyes narrowed slightly and thought to himself, "The ginseng fruit trees in Wuzhuang Temple bloom every three thousand years, bear fruit every three thousand years, and then mature after another three thousand years."

"The fruit-life holy tree here only takes a thousand years to bloom and mature. I wonder what the effect is?"

If you remember correctly, if you eat one ginseng fruit from Wuzhuangguan, you can live for 40,000 years. Even if you smell it, you can live for 360 years.

Thinking of this, Wang Le couldn't help asking, "What is the effect of taking this purple fruit? Should we increase our cultivation or extend our life span?"

Qu Jinghong replied without hesitation, "It not only can extend the lifespan of our cultivators, but also can heal the hidden wounds left by practicing for many years or fighting everywhere in his body."

Wang Le nodded thoughtfully and then asked again, "How much life can you extend by taking a purple fruit?"

Qu Jinghong looked up at the purple fruits on the fruit-life holy tree, and then replied, "The fruits on this tree have become fully mature purple-red. Regardless of the level of cultivation, taking a purple fruit can extend your life by two hundred years!"

"Two hundred years?" A trace of disappointment flashed deep in Wang Le's eyes. This was much worse than the ginseng fruit of Wuzhuangguan.

But after thinking about it, I felt it was very reasonable. After all, the ginseng fruit tree in Wuzhuang Temple is just a story in biographical novels, and it is inevitable that it will be exaggerated and detached from reality.

As my thoughts changed, Wang Le couldn't help but say, "It's really important for us monks who pursue the great way to live for two hundred years."

"Especially those monks who are still trapped in bottlenecks when they are near their lifespan, as long as they can get the purple fruit, I believe that no matter how much the price they pay, they will be willing!"

Speaking of this, Wang Le looked at the fruits on the tree with a fiery look, and continued with a smile, "There are at least fifty or sixty purple fruits here. Even if you and I share them equally, after taking them, we can extend our life span by a thousand years!"

At this time, Qu Jinghong shook his head and said, "Eating a purple fruit is enough, because no matter how much you eat, it will only increase your life span by two hundred years."

"Forehead!"

Qu Jinghong's words were like a basin of cold water pouring from head to toe, and Wang Le's heart suddenly felt cold.

"It turns out that I am too naive and thinking too beautifully." Wang Le said speechlessly.

Qu Jinghong smiled and then changed his mind, "Although we can't take so many, we can trade the extra purple fruit with those monks in need. I believe that by then, we will definitely make a fortune and gain countless rewards!"

Wang Le nodded and then smiled and said, "If anyone wants to live two hundred years more! This purple fruit is a priceless treasure!"

Next, Wang Le carefully counted the purple fruits on the tree, and there were a total of 65.

Qu Jinghong knew it very well and did not ask to share these purple fruits with Wang Le.

After all, the gap in strength between the two sides is here, and along the way, Wang Le took care of her Qu Jinghong.

In the end, Qu Jinghong only had twenty-five purple fruits, and the remaining forty were all born to Wang Le.

Wang Le nodded in agreement with kindness.

Then Qu Jinghong came to the tree and directly used his magic power to swing out sharp qi blades, picking those purple fruits in the void.

Seeing this, Wang Le couldn't help but mutter to himself, "So it's so simple, I thought I needed some specific picking tools!"

Next, Wang Le followed suit and picked the purple fruits on the Fruit Shou Holy Tree, and then put them into his Dharma Eye Space one by one.
Chapter completed!