Primordial Fox Ancestor Heaven-Defying

According to the legends of later generations, besides Hong Yun, the two best friends, Zhen Yuanzi cared most about the ginseng fruit tree.

But listening to Zhen Yuanzi's words at this time, there are some problems with the ginseng fruit tree.

"But what's wrong with this ginseng fruit tree?" Bai Hao asked suspiciously.

Not only Bai Hao, but also Hong Yun was puzzled by Xiang Zhen Yuanzi, obviously he didn't know either.

Zhen Yuanzi, "This ginseng fruit blooms in three Ten Thousand Years, bears fruit in three Ten Thousand Years, grows in Three Ten Thousand Years, but it takes ten Thousand Years to pick."

"Although it's been a long time, it's nothing to us!" Hong Yun asked in bewilderment.

Bai Hao also looked at Zhen Yuanzi with a puzzled face.

Later generations say that this "ginseng fruit" blooms in three thousand years, bears fruit in three thousand years, and matures in three thousand years. It only takes ten thousand years to pick.

It is far from what Zhenyuanzi said, so is there any mystery in it?

And even if it really takes ten times as long, it's still a good thing, but as for Spiritual Roots, the result is that the more you sing, the better.

"Time actually is not a problem, and the problem of boldness is that the root of the ginseng fruit tree is damaged, and it is still unknown if it will bear fruit next time!" Zhen Yuanzi said.

"How could this happen?" Hong Yun asked anxiously, this was related to his future rations.

"Speaking of which, I was burdened by it. When I was not transformed, there was a catastrophe, but this ginseng fruit tree was waiting for me to be catastrophe, and its origin was damaged." Zhen Yuanzi said sadly.

"Damage to the origin? Catastrophe? But because of me?" Hong Yun's expression changed.

"Exactly that time." Zhen Yuanzi said.

"Why didn't you tell me?" Hong Yun frowned.

"Hey, what can I tell you? Ten Thousand Years have passed, but I have tried everything I can to relapse and restore its vitality." Zhen Yuanzi said desolately.

Afterwards, under Hong Yun's narration, Bai Hao knew what happened.

Hongyun's restless character is not unique to him, and it has caused a lot of disasters before he took shape.

The catastrophe that day was also caused by the red cloud, but the real disaster was the ginseng fruit tree.

It wasn't until this time that Bai Hao realized why Zhen Yuanzi attached so much importance to ginseng fruit trees, and it almost became his obsession.

However, thinking about the legends of later generations, the ginseng fruit tree still survived, and Zhen Yuanzi should have succeeded.

"Zhenyuan fellow daoist, may I have a look at that ginseng fruit tree?" Bai Hao asked aloud.

"Yes, let Daoist Brother Bai Hao have a look, Daoist Brother has a huge Supernatural Power, maybe it can heal Spiritual Roots." Hong Yun said hastily.

"Really? Fellow daoist has a way?" Zhen Yuanzi also asked hastily.

"I'm not sure either. We'll have to see the situation." Bai Jie said.

"The two fellow daoists come with me." Zhen Yuanzi said suppressing the excitement in his heart.

Immediately, Zhen Yuanzi stood up and led Bai Hao and Hong Yun to the backyard.

It is more accurate to say that the Wuzhuang Temple is a Taoist temple, rather than a small thousand world.

After passing through several folding spaces, Bai Hao saw a towering tree with a height of more than a thousand feet and a circle of seven or eight feet at the root.

The branches and leaves are lush, the branches are like spears, and the leaves are like plantains. From time to time, children's ginseng fruits can also be seen.

"Although the Spiritual Roots are huge and boundless in vitality, there is always a death energy lingering on them, which is somewhat unsustainable." Bai Hao said in a deep voice.

"That's right, this Spiritual Roots is all because of me." Zhen Yuanzi said sadly.

At this time, Bai Hao also understood that the ginseng fruit tree was damaged at its origin, and it was extremely difficult to recover.

As for Zhen Yuanzi, he should have chopped off the source of the ginseng fruit tree in the end.

But in this way, although the tree is alive, its original source is also greatly damaged, and there is no mystery before.

"Zhenyuan fellow daoist, your Spiritual Roots haven't fully demonstrated their magic yet." Bai Hao sighed.

"I wonder if the fellow daoist can heal the tree?" Zhen Yuanzi asked nervously.

"Oh, if it wasn't for me, how could it have ended up like this!" Zhen Yuanzi said regretfully.

As soon as Zhen Yuanzi finished speaking, the ginseng fruit tree seemed to sense something, its branches and leaves swayed, as if comforting Zhen Yuanzi.

"Fellow daoists don't have to be sad. They want to restore the Spiritual Roots, but they can't do it. Create a voice channel in vain.

"The fellow daoist is talking about reversing the origin of the Spiritual Roots? I have thought about this too. Although the Spiritual Roots are alive, they will lose their spirituality." Zhen Yuanzi said desolately.

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During this Ten Thousand Year's time, he has thought of countless ways.

Only this can maintain the vitality of the ginseng fruit, but he is really reluctant, and he doesn't want to do that unless it is absolutely necessary.

"It doesn't need to be like this, but I am sure to fully restore the original Spiritual Roots." Bai Hao said again.

Zhen Yuanzi was really pleasantly surprised this time, and said, "The fellow daoist is serious? Can you really restore this ginseng fruit tree?"

"The growth of Spiritual Roots requires good soil and water. The fellow daoist has the earth book in hand, but the soil is not lacking, but the water is not enough. It happens that I have the Sanguang Shenshui in my hand."

"The fellow daoist actually has the Sanguang Shenshui in his hand. It's really a chance, but it's hard to restore Spiritual Roots with the Sanguang Shenshui alone." Zhen Yuanzi was not as happy as he imagined.

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"In addition to Sanguang Shenshui, I still have the source of Good Fortune, which is more than enough to recover the Spiritual Roots." Bai Jie said with a smile.

"The origin of Good Fortune? Is what the fellow daoist said true?" Zhen Yuanzi said in surprise.

"Naturally it is true." Bai Hao said.

Helping Zhen Yuanzi is nothing more than a little effort, Sanguang Shenshui Bai Hao is not lacking, even the Good Fortune origin is just a drop of blood that creates the Divine Transformation demon.

With the remnants of Good Fortune, these things are not precious here at Bai Hao.

"Fellow daoist, let's see what I can do." Said, Bai Jie took out the Good Fortune photo.

As soon as Fajue was cited, hundreds of drops of Sanguang Shenshui were directly taken out, turning into clouds and spraying on the ginseng fruit trees.

Immediately, the ginseng fruit tree began to grow crazily, and the branches and leaves all over the tree burst out new buds, and the ginseng fruit, which was overflowing with spiritual Qi, became even thicker.

Immediately afterwards, Bai Hao took out a drop of the demon Blood Essence, exuding the aura of Good Fortune.

I saw Bai Hao lightly waved one hand, and the infinite source of spiritual light in Good Fortune continuously escaped, fully showing the mystery of Good Fortune.

With the entry of those Good Fortune mysterious lights, the tall trunk of the ginseng fruit tree suddenly became more than a hundred feet higher, and the branches and leaves became more lush.

Immediately, the ginseng fruit tree suddenly burst into infinite vitality, filling the entire Longevity Mountain with the power of the five villages and caves. .