"Yeah." Fatty said confidently.

But next, no matter how Qin Cheng asked, Pang Dun couldn't tell the reason.

Qin Cheng's eyes flashed with anticipation. It was certain that Pang Dun had caused damage. It would be very interesting when these guys opened the hard-earned spirit fruit shells and found that they were completely different from what they imagined.

Ying Yuci is just the first one, followed by the prince of the Jiao clan, Peng Ao of the Peng clan, Youzhou Tianjiao and Mingzhou Tianjiao.

Qin Cheng didn't know if anyone else participated.

Of these five people, absolutely no one can escape.

"Hmm? Fatty, what are you doing?"

But after Fat Dun bit the aura seeds of these five people and returned to the Sea of ​​​​Consciousness, he pulled Qin Cheng with his roots.

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Immediately afterwards, the leaves on Pangdun's head shook for a while, and strange auras spread out from it, and then a dark thing condensed in Qin Cheng's sea of ​​consciousness.

"This is the same." Pang Dun said excitedly.

"Master, sow and it will grow."

"You mean, this is also a breath seed?"

Unexpectedly, there is such an unexpected thing.

Qin Cheng was stunned, and with a change of thought, he pulled the black ball out of the sea of ​​consciousness and appeared in his palm, feeling a little confused.

Why doesn't this thing look like a seed?

Generally, it takes three days for a monk to realize the origin and condense the breath, which is to condense it into a thumb-sized breath seed.

Even if it's bigger, it's still very limited.

However, what Pang Dun gave himself was as big as a palm.

If Qin Cheng had smaller hands, he wouldn't even be able to catch it!

Moreover, the aura seeds of other people are all flowing with various kinds of original energy. His own pure black energy is just like the black energy attached to him at this time.

No matter, Fatty can't lie to me anyway.

Of course, it doesn't matter if he is wrong.

Just as he was about to leave the restricted area and continue like this, Pang Dun pulled Qin Cheng again.

"Here, plant it here."

"Planted in a restricted area?"

Qin Cheng was surprised again, this was another obvious difference.

But he was also looking forward to it more and more. He wanted to see what he would get if he planted this weird black ball.

Half an hour passed quickly.

All the seeds planted by the monks not only took root and sprouted, but now also grew a green plant that is more than half a person tall.

This plant is like a creeping vine, with only one main stem and very few leaves around it.

At the top, a fruit with a thick skin is condensed.

However, monks have different talents and absorb different sources, so the condensed objects are also different.

Some monks have fruit skins that turn red and red, while others shine blue, and some that have comprehended multiple origins even display complex colors.

After removing these fruits, the cultivators carefully collected them.

This thing needs to be opened in a special formation outside, and practitioners cannot open it by themselves.

Otherwise, once it is destroyed, the effect of the spirit fruit will be greatly reduced.

"This thing is also black."

In the restricted area, Qin Cheng also picked the pure black spirit fruit grown on the vine, but even the Divine Eye and Tianming Eye could not see through the shell to see what was inside.

After walking out of the restricted area, Qin Cheng put the black spirit fruit into his storage bag and started walking out.

Along the way, many monks looked at Qin Cheng strangely and whispered to each other in low voices.

Qin Cheng was full of black energy, and it was difficult to keep a low profile with this kind of behavior.

Moreover, after Qiu Zuo's tireless propaganda in the past two days, almost everyone on Wudao Mountain knows about Qincheng.

He committed murder in this strictly forbidden area, killing four people and seriously injuring more than a dozen monks.

Just thinking about it makes many monks shocked and speechless.

Of course, some people heard the voices coming from Qin Cheng and thought that the matter was not that simple.

However, the mainstream voice still thinks that Qin Cheng did kill someone. Otherwise, if Qiu Zuo made such a big fanfare, his secret would be revealed immediately after he went out.

Moreover, Qincheng stopped shouting within two days, which also gave some monks a feeling of guilt in Qincheng.

Qin Cheng had already expected the attention from everyone and didn't pay much attention to it.

"Master Qin."

Not long after leaving, Chu Ting, Zhang Jingxiu, Song Yue, Feng Qingbo and others all came over when they saw Qin Cheng, with obvious worries on their faces.

"How did you feel about the Enlightenment Mountain this time?" Qin Cheng said with a smile.

"Qin Yaozun, how long has it been, and you still care about us?" Feng Qingbo said with a bitter smile.

"I only heard Chu Ting say later that you were being followed and harassed by Qiu Zuo and others. If I had known this, we, the three states, would not let them succeed."

"Yes, Master, you should have contacted us from the beginning and crippled Qiu Zuo and others. If the law does not punish everyone, I don't believe that several major forces dare to kill us all." Song Yue also said sadly and indignantly.

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"When I learned that you were being bullied by Qiu Zuo and others, I originally wanted to beat them all up and cut out Qiu Zuo's tongue. But Sister Chu Ting kept stopping me, saying that this was your wish and that we should not act rashly."

Speaking of this, Song Yue's eyes turned red.

"Chu Ting is right, it is indeed what I meant. Just concentrate on enlightenment, there is no need to waste this rare opportunity." Qin Cheng smiled and rubbed Song Yue's head.

My apprentice didn't teach him in vain. It was obvious that Song Yue was really serious about taking action, but his ideas were a little bit wild.

If several states join forces, the law will not be punished?

It's true that the rules that have existed for millions of years are so easy to break.

Back then, there were just dozens more friends who were implicated.

"Master Qin, Qiu Zuo said that you killed his people, this must be a lie." Zhang Jingxiu said.

"You can't kill anyone in the Enlightenment Mountain. I..."

As Qin Cheng was talking, suddenly a burst of music sounded in the mountains and forests behind him.

This music is gentle and sad, with a sense of sadness and sorrow. It is the sound that was played at the funeral of a monk from the Kyushu continent who died.

Not only Qin Cheng and the others, many people around them stopped when they heard the sound and turned their heads in confusion.

What kind of trick is it to play funeral music in Wudao Mountain?

In the depths of the mountain forest, a group of monks were dressed in plain silk and stood out.

Each one of them had a look of grief on his face, and not only played sad music, but also heard a few sobs from time to time.

At the front, the one walking was Qiu Zuo, who was crying and crying. He was also dressed in white, with a white belt tied around his head. Behind everyone, there were four black coffins, held on the shoulders by eight monks.

"Fellow Daoist Zhang, Friend Daoist Liu... you died so miserably. The scum Qin Cheng openly committed crimes in the land of enlightenment, killing my Nine Provinces genius, and completely losing all conscience. Humans and gods are outraged!"

Qiu Zuo cried loudly and yelled to the sky. There was even a monk next to him who kept throwing paper money into the sky, making the scene of carrying a coffin and being buried vivid and vivid.
Chapter completed!