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Chapter 573(2/2)

Qingdai was worried that Ning Fan would be too arrogant and offend the old demon Fusang with his words, and be hurt by the old demon Fusang.

After all, when Ning Fan was competing for tasks before, he acted like a king and would not allow anyone to take away his tasks, which left a bad impression on Qing Dai.

In Qingdai's impression, Ning Fan sometimes likes to cause trouble...

Ning Fan laughed and shook his head. He did not expect Qingdai to care about him and was afraid that he would be harmed by Fusang Old Demon.

To be honest, when Ning Fan saw Old Demon Fusang for the first time, he was not afraid of him at all, even though he was a Shattering Void monk.

The old demon Fusang only has ten years left in his life. If he dares to attack Ning Fan, Ning Fan only needs to use the art of co-death and give up a hundred years of life to deprive the old demon Fusang of all the remaining lifespan and make Fusang

The old demon will die here...

There was no problem with safety. What he was more concerned about was what Old Demon Fuso wanted to say next.

"I have something to ask of you, and I hope you will agree to it!" After the irrelevant people left, Old Demon Fusang suddenly clasped his fists and solemnly pleaded to Ning Fan.

Throughout his life, he acted unscrupulously, killing people like crazy, and never asked for help.

If it weren't for the rise and fall of the Fusang clan, he would never bow to a junior...

"Senior, let's talk about asking for help first." Ning Fan didn't understand the ins and outs of the matter, so naturally he wouldn't agree casually.

The old demon Fusang sighed deeply and said with a wry smile, "How many years do you think I can live?"

"Ten years at most."

"Yes, I only have ten years to live. After ten years, I will die. This is the number of days and cannot be forced...I am not afraid of death. I am only afraid that after my death, the Fusang clan will gradually decline..."

"Senior is joking. Even though senior has passed away, the Fusang Clan is still a powerful clan in the tree world. Fellow Daoist Tang Xiong is the current patriarch of the Fusang Clan, and he is a dignified monk from Taixu. How could a family with Taixu in charge decline?"

Ning Fan shook his head, disapproving. The reason why the Ming Luo clan declined was because of the catastrophe of thousands of years ago, when the clan members were exhausted and died.

The Fusang clan has Taixu in charge. Even if the ancestor Suixu dies, it is still a major clan in the tree world. How can it decline?

"Fellow Taoist, I don't know...Do you know, my fellow Taoist, what is my identity in Dongshuhaizhu Palace?"

"I heard that the senior is the eighth elder of the Bamboo Forest in Dongshuhai and the eighth elder of the Bamboo Palace." Ning Fan replied.

"Yes, I am the eighth elder of the Bamboo Palace and a subordinate of the Bamboo Emperor. The branch of the Bamboo Palace where I sit is called the Shazhu Palace. My life is approaching, and before I die, I want to recommend a Taoist friend to the Bamboo Emperor.

My Taoist friend is the eighth elder of the Bamboo Palace, what do you think of your wishes?"

"Senior is joking. The elders of the Bamboo Hall are all Shattering Void monks. How can this junior be so virtuous and capable as to become one of the Eight Elders of the Bamboo Forest..."

Just as Ning Fan was about to evade, he was interrupted by the old demon Fusang.

"I heard that fellow Taoists are purchasing tree divine fruits, presumably to improve their artistic conception, right?" Old Demon Fuso suddenly changed the topic.

"Oh? Senior's information is quite good." Ning Fan was startled, and then he understood. What he bought in Yiyi City, most likely he couldn't hide it from the old demon Fusang.

"I dare to ask Fellow Daoist Lu, to what level is your goal to improve your artistic conception? If the last seven levels are enough, I won't say anything more. If the artistic conception you are pursuing is the second or even first level, you must consider it.

My suggestion!"

"I would like to recommend you as the eighth elder of the Bamboo Palace. If you can really pass the test of the Bamboo Emperor and become the eighth elder of the Bamboo Palace, then you will get a great benefit... Becoming the eighth elder of the Bamboo Palace, you can get many rewards.

Including ten 'Tree Fruits'!"

"My East Shuhai is rich in Tree God Fruit. Tree God Fruit has the medicinal effect of improving the artistic conception, but it can only raise the monk's artistic conception to the third level. After the third level of artistic conception, taking the Tree God Fruit is useless. The only way is to take it.

Only by eating the ancestral fruit of the tree can you improve your artistic conception!"

"If fellow Taoist's artistic conception has reached the third level, after taking ten Ancestral Tree Fruits, the artistic conception can directly break through to the second level!"

Ning Fan's expression was as deep as water, but there was something moving in his heart.

Tree Ancestral Fruit... If he wants to break through the first level of rain, this thing is absolutely necessary...

But, does he have to become the eighth elder of the Bamboo Palace in order to obtain the Ancestral Tree Fruit?
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