"It turns out to be the Spirit Containing Fruit!" Qianqian covered her mouth with her small hands, her eyes full of surprise.

Seeing Qianqian's appearance, Lin Feng's mind moved and he said, "This Yunling Fruit, Qianqian, are you familiar with it?"

Hearing Lin Feng's words, Qian Qian nodded, with a smile on her face and beautiful eyes, saying: "This is a good thing. This Yunling Fruit is a good treasure that combines the aura of heaven and earth. During the tribulation period, a Yunling Fruit

Spirit fruit can help a person at the top successfully break through the levels. Although there are some limits, it is a great treasure that can be encountered and cannot be obtained for humans and even the Yao people."

Qianqian looked at Lin Feng with a smile on her face and said.

Hearing Qianqian's words, Lin Feng's mind also moved. He looked ahead with a bit of intense interest in his eyes. According to this, that is to say, a spirit-accumulating fruit can help a person pass a level.

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For practitioners, this is indeed a rare and rare treasure!

On the road of cultivation, there are nine stages in one realm, and every three stages is another hurdle. Some people are stuck at that point and may not be able to get over it in their entire life. However, if there is a spirit-accumulating fruit, they only need to reach the top.

Once you reach the peak, you can pass directly.

Lin Feng wiped his drool-free mouth with his hand and looked at the island below, the smile on his face getting brighter.

Suddenly, Lin Feng thought of the Yunling futon that was still on the bed. He wondered if the two things were related.

As if he heard Lin Feng's thoughts, Boqi's voice rang in Lin Feng's ears, saying: "My Yunling futon is made from thousands of Yunling grasses that cannot bear fruit."

Boqi's voice was calm and a bit triumphant, which helped Lin Feng learn more about science.

There are two types of Yunling Grass: Yin and Yang, male and female. The two plants grow together, but only the female Yunling Grass can bear fruit. As for the male Yunling Grass, although its spiritual energy is rich, most people have no idea what this thing can do.

, so most of the time, people choose to pick the Yunling Fruit directly.

As a very long-lived primordial dragon, Boqi also accidentally learned that although the Yunling Grass cannot bear fruit, it can be woven into a futon, add a fifth-level formation, and meditate on it every day. It can not only concentrate, but also assist.

Practitioners gather spiritual energy to speed up their cultivation.

As for the Mother-Yunling Grass, it produces results every three thousand years. Generally speaking, the number of results is around four to five. Qianqian has also explained the function of the Yunling-Fruit.

"This small island is so barren, but it can still grow treasures like Yunling Fruit. It should be that there is some kind of spiritual gathering circle or small spiritual veins under this small island, and some small sects have gathered here.

"

Hearing Bo Qi's words, Lin Feng nodded, and Bo Xunsuo landed on the island.

Standing on the ground, Lin Feng breathed a sigh of relief. It could be said that during this period, he had basically been traveling on the sea. Now that he was suddenly standing on the ground, Lin Feng still felt a little unreal. He only felt light-headed and a little dizzy.

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Qianqian, the white-bearded old ghost and others also came down. Xiao Dao looked small in the air, but now standing on the small island, he did not look small at all.

"Look at the direction, there is still a little distance from here, let's rush there now." Lin Feng glanced in front of him and said with a smile on his face.

Everyone nodded and flew over there with Lin Feng. When they were on the beach, they didn't see anything, but as they went deeper, some houses where mortals lived appeared in front of Lin Feng's eyes.

However, the doors of these houses were either open or closed, and the vegetable garden was quiet, with no one walking around.

What's going on?

Seeing this, Lin Feng slowed down and his spiritual consciousness spread directly to the surroundings, but everywhere was quiet and there was no one at all.

Everyone also realized the problem at this time. Seeing Lin Feng's appearance, several people gathered around Lin Feng. The white-bearded old ghost was behind, Huang Yao was on the left, and Qian Qian was on the right, protecting Ji Ruoli in the middle.

Ji Ruoli's cultivation level is too low. If something happens, he will not be able to protect himself.

Lin Feng didn't mean to give up on everyone. He was also a cultivator. What Lin Feng needed was people who could do things for him, not a group of flowers blooming in the greenhouse. Therefore, Lin Feng was happy for everyone to see more.

, and will not be at a loss when facing a strong enemy.

The five people walked slowly forward like this. Lin Feng suddenly paused and said: "Go to the east."

After hearing Lin Feng's words, everyone was on guard and walked forward with Lin Feng.

After passing a corner, countless blood stains suddenly appeared in these places. When everyone saw this scene, their brows rose, and their eyes became more and more serious.

"This is..." Suddenly, the white-bearded old ghost shouted. Everyone looked over and saw that the river next to them was all red, heading directly towards the sea, and a strong smell of blood spread around.

Lin Feng quickened his pace, and when Ji Ruoli saw this scene, his face instantly turned pale.

"Master..." Ji Ruoli's voice was a little weak and he shouted softly.

"Let's go up and take a look first." Lin Feng paused for a moment, then everyone nodded and walked quickly forward. Not far away was a small hill. Everyone stood in front of the small hill, their faces becoming more and more gloomy.

This small hill is not a mountain or forest, but people.

All the murdered people were piled up there.

These people were all wearing ordinary cotton and linen clothes. At this moment, all of them, men, women, old and young, were piled up in that place. The blood slowly flowed down the piled corpses, converging into a small river and heading downwards.

This river is entirely made of blood.

"It's too much, even ordinary people are killed!" Seeing this scene, even Huang Yao, who had not experienced many killing scenes, said with a bit more murderous intent in his eyes.

"Brother Lin Dao, what should we do now?" The white-bearded old ghost turned to look at Lin Feng and asked.

Along the way, he could be said to have grown more and more admired for Lin Feng, and almost lost it. As long as Lin Feng spoke, he would follow Lin Feng's opinions.

"Don't worry, let's go over and take a look first." Lin Feng said with seriousness in his eyes.

Hearing Lin Feng's words, everyone nodded, walked around the pile of corpses, and walked towards the front. There were more or less people in front of them. These corpses were scattered in pieces, and they seemed to be holding weapons such as swords.

Obviously, these people are all cultivators, but their cultivation is a bit low.

The corpse stretched all the way towards the place where the weather energy was most exposed. Lin Feng breathed a sigh of relief and said: "I guess everyone has gathered there."
Chapter completed!