"Two of the table legs are yours, tell me, what exactly is this?"

Wang Le glanced at Qu Jinghong lightly, then said, "I don't want to listen to lies."

"Uh!" Qu Jinghong was a little confused. She didn't expect that Wang Le was so domineering and violent.

Without knowing what material the table is, he actually untied his limbs.

What made Qu Jinghong speechless was that Wang Le directly gave him two legs, without any room for negotiation.

Then he saw that Qu Jinghong did not bargain anymore and couldn't wait to put away two of the table legs.

After all, in the face of absolute strength, Qu Jinghong has no right to have even one table leg from Wang Le.

After thinking about it, Qu Jinghong organized the language again, and then introduced to Wang Le, "This table that was dismantled by your palm is made of East China Fusang Wood."

"Fusang Wood in the East China Sea?" A glimmer of light flashed in Wang Le's eyes.

He once traveled back and forth between the world of the Burial Emperor Star and the martial arts world, which involved the relationship between ancient divine beasts and ferocious beasts, and was mostly recorded in the "Shan Hai Jing".

Therefore, Wang Le specially found out the "Shan Hai Jing" that has been circulated in the world and studied it in depth.

Now that he heard the Fusang Wood in the East China Sea from Qu Jinghong's mouth, Wang Le immediately thought of the relevant records in "Shan Hai Jing".

"There is Fusang on the Tanggu, which is bathed in ten days, and is in the north of Heiqi."

Simply put, the Fusom tree is composed of two large mulberry trees that support each other, and is the residence of the three-legged golden crow.

The three-legged golden crow is the supreme existence that is as famous as ancient divine beasts such as the True Dragon Zhu Jiuyin.

Thinking of this, Wang Le glanced at the table that was being removed from the ground by himself in disbelief, then looked at Qu Jinghong with a suspicion and asked, "Are you sure this is a Fusang Wood in the East China Sea?"

Qu Jinghong nodded for granted and responded, "After I repeatedly confirmed, there is no doubt about Fusang Wood in the East China Sea!"

After pausing, Qu Jinghong suddenly changed his mind and said, "But this is obviously not the main trunk of the Fusom Tree in the East China Sea, but the branches of the Fusom Tree."

Speaking of this, Qu Jinghong couldn't help but sigh and said sincerely, "Even branches are hard to get the most."

"After all, the East China Sea Fusang Wood has always existed in legends and has never appeared in the world. The last time it was revealed was a thousand years ago."

"Oh? Is that right?" Wang Le looked at Qu Jinghong meaningfully, and then slowly said, "Since it is not revealed in the world, there are very few people who have seen it."

Seeing Wang Le's sarcastic speech, Qu Jinghong couldn't help but hum, and said proudly, "If it is another rare treasure, I may not recognize it, but the East China Fusang wood turns into ashes, I can still tell it at a glance!"

Before Wang Le could ask again this time, Qu Jinghong continued, "Because the God of the Sun that I believe in is the God of the Sun."

"And the three-legged golden crow is the incarnation of the sun god!"

Speaking of this, Qu Jinghong couldn't help but look at Wang Le and asked, "The Fusang tree is the residence of the three-legged golden crow. Brother Wang thinks this girl doesn't know about the Fusang wood in the East China Sea?"

Wang Le narrowed his eyes slightly and did not refute, but nodded suddenly and replied, "So that's it. No wonder Qu Jinghong is so sure that this table is made of Fusang Wood in Donghai."

Then Wang Le suddenly changed the topic and asked, "Miss Qu, does the legendary three-legged golden crow really exist?"

Qu Jinghong nodded firmly with a solemn face and said, "Of course, otherwise, where will my belief in the Great Light Cult come from?"

Seeing Qu Jinghong's extremely serious look, Wang Le was very sensible and did not continue to question it.

Well, respect the other person's beliefs.

At this moment, Qu Jinghong also took the initiative to change the topic, glanced at the dismantled Eight Immortals Table on the ground, and then looked at Wang Le and said, "This is what Brother Wang, you use your trick to dismantle it from the gaps that are glued together in various parts."

"Otherwise, even if the great monks of the Combination Realm come, they will not be able to remove this Eight Immortals Table."

Wang Le immediately made accusation because the other party was telling the truth, otherwise he would not have used clever skills to disassemble it.

"Miss Ren Ben thought for a long time, but he didn't expect that this trip to the cave space would actually be able to harvest the East China Sea Fusang Wood. I, Qu Jinghong, have never had such good luck since I was a child. It's so strange!"

Qu Jinghong said excitedly and excitedly.

Speaking of this, Qu Jinghong couldn't help but look up and down at Wang Le in front of him, as if he had discovered a new continent.

"By the way, it must be that Brother Wang, your luck is too strong, so I will benefit from it!"

Qu Jinghong's eyes lit up.

Then he said with greater certainty, "That's right, it must be because of this that I not only obtained Ziwa Fruit and the best medicine cauldron, but also received the great opportunity of Donghai Fusang Wood!"

"After all, I can get these things from you, Brother Wang."

Speaking of this, Qu Jinghong couldn't help but sigh and said, "The teacher in the sect has always said that in every great era, a son of luck will be born. Once he debuts, opportunities will inevitably come one after another, and he can't stop it!"

"If I hadn't guessed that Brother Wang came from outside the Eternal Star, otherwise, I really thought you were the son of luck in this great era."

Wang Le laughed and said, "The son of luck does not dare to bear it. He is just doing kindness to others, so God is not bad to me."

At the same time, Wang Le couldn't help but recall that when he broke the void and left his hometown, the great fortune of the Burial Emperor Star was invisibly added to him.

To be precise, Wang Le is the chosen son of the Emperor Burial!

Just when Wang Le was falling into memories, Qu Jinghong couldn't help but have three black lines on his forehead because of the kindness he said about him, and he thought he had heard it wrong.

Although he despised Wang Le's shamelessness, when he thought of his life and safety, Qu Jinghong could only shut up his mouth obediently to avoid offending the other party.

Because in Qu Jinghong's eyes, this guy is undoubtedly a devil in the world and a moody person.

What's more, she is hoping that Wang Le, who is full of luck, will continue to discover new treasures, so she can get a piece of the pie.

As he thought about it, Qu Jinghong changed the subject again and reminded Wang Le solemnly, "Today, when you get Fusang Wood in the East China Sea, be sure to keep your mouth shut and never spread it, so as not to suffer from the murder!"

Of course, Wang Le understood the reason for the crime of possessing a treasure. After nodding, he asked, "What is the purpose of this Fusang wood in the East China Sea?"

Qu Jinghong replied without hesitation, "The magical uses are endless! Not only can it be refined into the top magic weapons, but the array plate made of the array plate is more than several times more powerful than the array plate made of other materials!"
Chapter completed!