The size of the World Tree is beyond imagination. There are many platforms built on the branches by the elves. There are many wooden houses built on the platform. Each wooden house is beautiful and full of artistic atmosphere.

In the largest wooden house, Zhang Xu sat cross-legged with an iron sword on his knees, and a fruit as big as a fist was placed on the floor in front of him, a sycamore fruit!

Unlike the life fruit provided by ordinary mother trees, this sycamore fruit is golden all over. Through the peel, you can see the light flowing in the fruit, as if it contains great energy.

"The sycamore fruit blooms in thirty years, bears fruit in thirty years, matures in thirty years, and can only bear three at a time. After it matures, it will be the seeds of the mother tree."

The fire phoenix transformed into a girlish form, leaning lazily on a chair, and casually introducing it to Zhang Xu.

"This sycamore fruit will take ten years to mature, but considering that you can't wait that long, I asked the sycamore tree to take it down for you.

Wutong Fruit is the most treasure in the world. After taking it, it has the magical effect of washing muscles and marrow. Even ordinary people who have no qualifications to cultivate can become geniuses of cultivation after eating it.

You're cheap, it's a bargain!"

Zhang Xu looked at the Wutong Fruit in front of him, and his eyes were filled with an unconcealed smile. His cultivation qualifications have always been extremely ordinary. Not to mention the Nascent Soul, there is no hope of forming a golden elixir. Unexpectedly, the successive adventures were first taken by the Eagle King Demon Pill, and then encountered this Wutong Fruit. Not to mention the great improvement in his cultivation, his cultivation qualifications can be improved to the level of genius. This is really surprising.

but.

"Sister Huofeng, do this Wutong fruit have any side effects? Just like the last time I almost turned into a monster. This Wutong fruit is so magical. Will my body be unable to hold on to explode after taking it?" Zhang Xu asked carefully. It is related to the great cause of cultivation and life safety. He couldn't help but accidentally. His previous experience told him that medicine should not be taken randomly.

Huo Feng was almost angrily amused: "Little bastard, will I harm you? Wutong Fruit is not a demon pill, but the essence of spiritual energy in the world. It is condensed by Wutong Divine Tree absorbing the spiritual power and void energy in the elf world. Where are there any side effects?"

After Huo Feng said this, Zhang Xu felt relieved, carefully picked up the sycamore fruit, placed it at his mouth and bit it gently.

After one bite, the lips and teeth smelled fragrant, and a wonderful taste poured into my heart. This delicacy was definitely more than all fruits in the world. Eating it in small bites, Zhang Xu was completely trapped in the delicious enjoyment.

"Eat quickly and use your magic power to refine it!" Seeing Zhang Xu's juice splashing like eating fruit, Huo Feng couldn't help but scold.

"Oh, yes." Zhang Xu quickly swallowed the last bit, quickly pinched the magic trick and began to use his power. The magic power surged out of the Dantian Fugu, flowed toward his abdomen, wrapped in the sycamore fruit he had just eaten and started to refine it.

An invisible energy surged out of the Wutong Fruit and slowly surged towards the whole body. There was a strange feeling wherever it passed, a little itchy and a little comfortable, which was simply an indescribable feeling. However, Zhang Xu knew that this energy was not a powerful spiritual power, but an indescribable energy.

Closed his eyes, Zhang Xu devoted himself to refining it, not knowing that time had passed for a long time.

It was dawn, and Xiong Xian and others came to ask for instructions on what to do next, but were stopped by Xiaobai, the soul guard guard who was guarding outside the wooden house. Xiaobai told them that Zhang Xu was practicing and no one was allowed to disturb him.

Thinking about the tremendous spiritual power he felt during his cultivation, Xiong Xian suddenly realized that the abundant spiritual power on this world tree was beyond imagination. It was rare that the leader was determined to practice, so it was naturally inconvenient to disturb him. Anyway, there was nothing big, so he would practice himself. So, everyone in the Iron Sword Sect began to practice intently at their own residences. The abundant spiritual energy of this world tree was equivalent to practicing for several days in other caves. Such an opportunity should not be missed!

The sun rises and sets, and night falls, Zhang Xu is still calm in refining. The strange energy contained in this sycamore fruit is beyond imagination. After refining it for a day, it has only been half of it. The most wonderful time, Zhang Xu will feel exhausted after only a few hours of practice in the past. But now after refining it for a day, he has not had a trace of fatigue, but instead he is more and more energetic.

Just as Zhang Xu refined the sycamore fruit, the majestic spiritual energy was also sucked into his body, and followed the veins in his body for several weeks, turning into spiritual liquid and remaining in Dantian Fugu. If Zhang Xu had time to look inside, he would find that the spiritual liquid in his Dantian Fugu was close to the full. After the full, he would break through the obstacle and enter the middle level of foundation building, and the Dantian Fugu expanded three times.

The sun rose again and set again. After three days and nights, Zhang Xu felt that he had completely refined the sycamore fruit. He couldn't help but chuckled and stood up.

When he opened his eyes, the fire phoenix was gone and returned to the iron sword. Then Zhang Xu felt a strange smell, stench and fragrance, just like the smell of a pile of stool placed in a pile of flowers. He looked down and saw that his whole body was almost covered with black and gray, and the ground was filled with filth.

After three days of refining, Wutong Fruit washed his meridians and cut off his marrow and completely transformed it, and all the dirt in his body was forced out.

A first-level cleaning talisman was sacrificed, turning into a clear stream and falling from the sky, washing away his body and washing away the filth on his body.

When he was refining, he forgot to take off his clothes. Huo Feng didn't remind him of the damn thing, which made the clothes on his body filthy, and even after rinsing, it emitted a foul smell.

The items he carries were kept by the guard Xiaobai, but the naked Ao Xiaobai didn't look good when he came in. After searching in the wooden house for a while, he found a set of elf robe and put on it.

This elf robe seems to be made of a strange leaf, it is very sturdy and comfortable to wear on the body, but it is completely different from the style of the monks in the Feihuang Realm.

After changing his clothes, he called Xiaobai to come in. The door was pushed open. Xiaobai appeared like a gust of wind. When he saw Zhang Xu, he opened his mouth wide.

"Master, you, you..." In Xiaobai's eyes, Zhang Xu had undergone a great change, not just a change in his clothing, but another change. Although Zhang Xu looked good in the past, he had many flaws on his face. But now that flaws are completely missing, giving people a crystal clear feeling, just like a carved work of art, as exquisite as the elves. Yes, the head of the sect is now like an elf, but he does not have the pointed ears of the elves, and green hair.

"Get me a set of clothes quickly. What's wrong? I'm so stupid. Do you think this leader is extremely handsome?" Zhang Xu said with a smile.

Xiaobai suddenly lowered his head, and two flusheds appeared on his cheeks. He didn't dare to look at Zhang Xu again, and whispered to agree to float out of the wooden house.
Chapter completed!