The Sword Master God's Journey to Face Slapping

The right hand with distinct joints was as white as jade, and a little green spiritual light lingered on the fingertips. After Xuanyuan touched the vine that was withering at a very fast speed, this little green light spot, which was extremely pure and seemed to contain endless vitality, immediately sank directly into the body of the vine.

As this dark green spiritual light sank into the vine, the vine that had withered in an instant after Xuanyuan picked the thumb-sized, blood-red fruit suddenly regained its vitality. No, it seems inappropriate to describe it as rejuvenated, because the vine that had withered for most of the time did not immediately recover its previous emerald feeling like jade.

After the little life force lingering between Xuanyuan's fingers sank into the body of this unknown vine, it only stopped its rapid withering trend, preventing it from completely withering, and allowing its roots buried deep under its feet and in the body of Tianqing Mountain to retain a trace of vitality, and there is still a chance to come alive again and sprout and bear fruit.

However, although the vine has stabilized with the help of the power of the living, and has not withered wildly, the crisscrossing and winding vines exposed on the ground have changed from the original crystal clear jade to the withered and dull dead branches. It looks really pitiful.

"What is the use of this fruit?" Xuan Yuan twisted the red fruit picked from the vine growing at an altitude of 90,000 meters between his fingers. Facing the almost dazzling white light at an altitude of 90,000 meters, he carefully looked at this blood-red, small and exquisite fruit.

There are many blood threads thinner than hair inside this fruit. These blood threads are all over the inside of this red fruit, dense and crisscrossed, but there is a certain pattern. When Xuan Yuan looked at the fruit against the light, a trance seemed to connect the blood threads winding inside the fruit with another thing.

Blood vessels.

These blood threads hidden in this red fruit are actually very similar to the blood vessels and meridians in the human body. They are spread all over the fruit and dredge the path for the spiritual energy in the fruit. When the fruit is exposed to strong light, it is extremely weird and terrifying.

The fingers that were twisting the fruit loosened, and the fruit fell down. Xuanyuan closed his five fingers and directly held the blood-red red fruit in his palm. Feeling the warmth emanating from the fruit in his palm and the touch that seemed to be alive, Xuanyuan's thin lips slightly raised, revealing a meaningful smile.

"I think I probably guessed why the Lord God insisted on this fruit." Long eyebrows slightly raised, thin lips lightly hooked, left hand flipped, and a high-quality jade box appeared in the palm. Xuanyuan casually opened the jade box used to store spiritual materials and stuffed the red fruit that had just been picked not long ago into it.

After applying seals one after another on the jade box, Xuanyuan chose to throw it into the deepest part of his mustard seed space, and used the Poxiao Sword to suppress and seal it deeply. It seems that with such strict protection, the Lord God does not have the ability to take the fruit away directly from his hand.

Xuanyuan does not covet this fruit that has an extraordinary origin at first glance, and does not intend to compete with the Lord God, or turn against the Lord God because of this matter. However, if the Lord God wants to take this fruit from him, he must pay a price. If he wants to get something for nothing, then don't even think about it. Xuanyuan eats everything, but he doesn't suffer any loss.

"It seems that his goal has never changed from beginning to end. Could it be that when the powerful people in this world reach a certain point and want to go further, they actually take a similar path? Could it be that this is the same destination?" Xuanyuan gently stroked his chin with his right hand and muttered to himself.

After a moment of silence, Xuan Yuan shook his head slightly: "There should be some difference. At least the growth of the Lord God is different from mine. The most important thing for me is my own strength, but for the Lord God, I am afraid that it is to transform from a mechanical intelligent life into a real life?"

Although Xuan Yuan and the Lord God are currently friends rather than enemies, they should be on guard. Finding out what the Lord God really cares about, what he really yearns for, and the path he really walks on will be of great help to Xuan Yuan in guarding against the Lord God.

Of course, it is also very helpful for blackmail, cough, and reaching a friendly and harmonious cooperation relationship with the Lord God and making a successful transaction. After all, if you know what the Lord God really cares about, you can naturally poke His soft spot and squeeze, cough, cough, trade more things and benefits from Him.

After getting what the Lord God wanted most, Xuan Yuan finally achieved one of his goals when he came to Tianqing Mountain. Don't think that he came to Tianqing Mountain just to help Xie Xingge reach a deal with the Lord God. For Xuan Yuan, he was more curious about what the Lord God really needed. He just wanted to understand what the Lord God cared about.

Just after Xuan Yuan put away the scarlet fruit, the vine that had finally stopped withering and dying, after losing the perception of the blood-red fruit, suddenly fell to the ground as if it had no desire to live. The withered and yellow branches and leaves shook, and it looked like it had lost its desire to live, as if it had lost its purpose of living in an instant.

Falling limply to the ground, this vine, which had only a little bit of intelligence, did not know what sadness and grievance meant. However, after losing the fruit that had been nurtured for thousands and tens of thousands of years, even if Xuan Yuan used a little bit of life force to save its life, it would never have the chance to produce another fruit again.

A life that cannot bear fruit is an incomplete life! As a vine with dreams (?), after losing the possibility of bearing fruit, it has lost all desire to live, and instantly lost its persistence and dream to live. QAQ

When the vine covered the ground and tried to die pitifully, Xuan Yuan lowered his eyes and looked at it, raised his eyebrows, and said in a light tone: "You are also innocent." He tilted his head and thought about it, then raised his right hand gently, and the green life force flowed through his fingertips again.

The next moment, the life force from the tree of life continued to flow into the vine. This power from the high-level world was extremely pure and powerful. Although this vine was the top spiritual plant in this world, the tree of life was also a treasure that Xuan Yuan brought out from the high-level Western fantasy world!

With the continuous supply of life force, even though the vine itself fell to the ground and refused to move because it had lost hope of bearing fruit, it was still forcibly pulled back from the state of withering by the life force and regained its vitality. The color of the vine also changed from dead yellow to green.

This life force is so powerful and huge. The power of the same wood attribute is the same source for this vine, and it can be accepted without hesitation. This makes this vine regain its vitality in an instant. Even because of this powerful force from the advanced world, it even has signs of leaping to a higher level of life and breaking free from the original shackles.

So, although the scarlet fruit that had been cherished for thousands of years was picked, it was a blessing in disguise. It was compensated by the improvement of its life level, and it was able to continue to bear fruit after regaining its vitality. This time, although it still didn't know how many years it would take to bear fruit successfully, the quality of this fruit was definitely better than the one that was picked before~

It can bear fruit, and life suddenly has hope~ For this simple vine that has not yet broken away from its natural attributes, living forever and then bearing fruit successfully is its biggest dream and pursuit.

Seeing that the vine that had originally fallen to the ground like a limp person had regained its vitality, Xuanyuan couldn't help but pursed his lips and smiled slightly, and a faint smile also flowed between his beautiful and handsome eyebrows. While there was still a lot of life power that had not been digested cleanly in its body, it began to diligently take root in the mountain again, to spread the root system longer, deeper, and absorb more nutrients.

Xuan Yuan was very satisfied with the vine's efforts to take root deeper and absorb nutrients as soon as possible to bear fruit again. He nodded and praised: "Good, keep up the good work." If it produces a fruit of a higher grade than the red fruit he just picked, Xuan Yuan did not believe that the Lord God could bear it.

The Lord God currently has no entity. Although He can reverse time and travel through space, He cannot walk in these mission worlds. If he wants to get this fruit, he has to rely on the hosts under His command. But how strong can the hosts under the Lord God be? In the end, it is very likely that Xuan Yuan will still have to pick it.

At that time, for Xuan Yuan, it will be another blackmail, cough cough cough, isn't it another good opportunity to have a good deal with the Lord God? Xuan Yuan smiled slightly, his eyes were light, his expression was as light as pure water, gentle and amiable, but he was a complete exploiter inside.

At this moment, at an altitude of 90,000 meters, on the mountain top closest to the zenith, Xuan Yuan suddenly sensed a wave of will. The aura emitted by this will was faintly familiar, as if Xuan Yuan had dealt with it before.

And this will descended around Xuan Yuan, and the meaning it kept expressing was actually very simple: "Leave! Leave this world!"

"Heavenly way?" Xuan Yuan raised his eyebrows, blinked thoughtfully, and he suddenly realized. After a while, Xuan Yuan suddenly chuckled. He chuckled softly, and his clear voice was a little magnetic at this time, which was extremely seductive. "Are you driving me away from this world?"

Slowly straightening his sleeves, Xuan Yuan's expression showed a bit of interest, not the slightest bit of anger, but asked seriously: "I killed those people who were blessed with luck, but you didn't drive me away. Why are you unwilling to tolerate me now!"

The will of heaven flowed around Xuan Yuan, with an inexplicable grievance: "You picked my most important fruit! QAQ"