Zhang Ruochen walked to the edge of the holy pool, and it really felt that an extremely cold chill blew towards his face. In the pool, the waves are full of icy ice water that can freeze and kill holy spirits.

Mu Lingxi couldn't get used to the white-haired woman, and felt that she looked down on her too much, saying, "I just want to pick a heart moon fruit and taste what it tastes like."

Mu Lingxi cultivates the power of the extremely dark ice, and has a certain flame, and asks himself not to be afraid of the extremely dark ice in the holy pool.

The wonderful-looking woman looked very young, her skin was as white as snow lotus, and there was a sloppy look on her pretty face.

The eight-armed spider walked quickly, dissuaded Mu Lingxi, and talked about the dangers, saying, "Girl, the environment of the water surface of the holy pond is a bit weird, and you ca n’t fly even if you are so tall. It cannot be touched, once it is touched, the holy spirit in the monk's body will be frozen. Do not believe, look at the bottom. "

The eyes of Zhang Ruochen and Mu Lingxi stared at the bottom.

I saw that there were four living creatures at the bottom of the pool, frozen in four ice crystals, and lost their life long ago.

"They were all trying to pick the heart moon fruit, unfortunately fell into the pool and lost their lives here forever." The eight-armed spider king sighed.

Zhang Ruochen became cautious and said, "What just happened?"

"No."

The eight-armed spider shook his head and said: "It was the tragedy that happened when the Fengshentai Conference was held before. However, they were repaired in their lifetimes, and they were wrapped in extremely cold ice water. The corpses did not rot. It looks like I just fell into the pool. "

"Now, everyone knows that the dangerous and inadequate monks here don't take the risk to try easily. Moreover, even if they pick, they will definitely have a lot of preparations, and their companions will be there to guard them. If accidents happen, they will become Less. "

The Miaoling woman wanted to watch the jokes of Zhang Ruochen and Mu Lingxi, and urged, "I didn't just claim to go to the holy fruit, why didn't I do it?"

"Go and go."

Mu Lingxi has no fear, and is confident that the extremely overcast ice water in the holy pool will not hurt her.

"Wait a minute." Zhang Ruochen stopped Mu Lingxi.

Mu Lingxi stared at Zhang Ruochen and said, "Rest assured, I'm sure."

Extremely dark ice water can be divided into several levels, just like the net extinction fire.

Just like Zhang Ruochen, although he has practiced the Net Extinction Fire and reached the peak of the "Flame Flame", there is still a great danger when encountering the "Chen Yan" Level Net Extinction Fire. ? Mu Lingxi cultivates the power of the extreme Yin ice, which does not mean that it can resist all the extreme Yin ice water.

"Let me try it first," Zhang Ruochen said cautiously.

Beside, the miaoling woman made a deep smirk, which made Mu Lingxi very annoyed and uneasy.

Zhang Ruochen held out his right hand and held Mu Lingxi's wrist to stop her. With his other hand, he shot a pure sacred air, flew into the holy pool, and swept over one of the holy moon fruit.

Holy air, like a long urn, flies on the water, getting closer and closer to the heart and moon.

All the monks present were holding their breath, showing a look of suspicion.

Can you still pick the heart moon fruit like this?

That holy air was three feet away from the heart-moon holy fruit. Suddenly, still, it was frozen by the cold air, turned into an icicle, made a sound, and fell into the holy pool.

"Sure enough, I can freeze the Holy Spirit." Zhang Ruochen frowned.

Although the picking failed, no monk laughed at it.

Instead, the monks all around showed a strange light. When they stared at Zhang Ruochen, they had a little more respect.

Because Zhang Ruochen was not the first monk to use the Holy Spirit to sweep the Holy Fruit of the Heart Moon, but the Holy Spirit spewed so long that it was frozen, which is enough to show that his purity of the Holy Spirit is far beyond all the beings present.

For other beings, the Holy Spirit flew a few feet away, and it would be frozen into icicles, not reaching the level of Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen practiced the "Jiu Tian Ming Emperor's Sutra", and there was a pure annihilation of fire in the body to repeatedly refine the holy air, and the purity of the holy air was naturally comparable to them.

The King of the Eight Arms saw that Zhang Ruochen was extraordinary, and moved his mind of association.

Zhang Ruochen took out a long whip with the sacred artifact level, and wanted to use the whip to roll back a heart moon fruit. Even if the coldness on the water surface is severe, it should not be frozen.

"And slow."

The eight-armed spider king walked over again and reminded: "Brother, the fruit of the heart and the moon is very fragile, and the way of picking is very particular. You must not touch the four flavors of gold, fire, earth and water in the five elements. Otherwise, it It will instantly become a droplet and fall into the holy pool. "

Zhang Ruochen's brow frowned even deeper, and said, "Isn't it to say that only by using wooden utensils can we pick and hold the moon fruit?"

The eight-armed spider smiled bitterly: "It is not only a vessel that requires wooden attributes, but also a vessel made of **** wood."

Mu Lingxi's eyebrows frowned, and said, "The harvesting conditions are so harsh?"

"We should be grateful that the harvesting conditions are harsh, otherwise, the sacred fruit of the heart and moon here has already been lit."

The eight-armed spider shrugged and said a little helplessly: "Actually, I also have one or two ways to pick up the holy fruit of the heart month. But I do n’t have utensils made of the Shenmu on my body, so I wait here and hope to be able to change One of the monks borrowed it. I wonder if there is such a vessel on the two? "

Zhang Ruochen hasn't responded yet. Not far away, the wonderful young woman said with pride: "My brother has a sacred ruler made of sacred wood. When he brings the ruler, he will naturally be able to help me pick a heart month. Holy fruit. "

People who can receive invitations are either prominent or powerful. The cultivation of that wonderful young woman is only a half step to the realm of the Holy King. Obviously, it is the former.

Mu Lingxi snorted softly, "Isn't the vessel made of Shenmu wood a great thing? I have it too."

Immediately, her palm was flipped and a wooden pot appeared on her palm.

That wooden pot was made from the wood of Tianshen Wood, but the wood properties in the wood were exhausted, so it looked a little plain.

The miraculous woman laughed: "You are also a vessel made of Shenmu wood?"

The monks around him gazed carefully at the wooden pot in Mu Lingxi's hands, but they could not see the clues, and they all showed disappointment.

Half of the monks gathered here, in fact, they all had the same mind as the eight-armed spider king, and wanted to borrow the vessels of other monks to pick the fruits of the heart and the moon.

"As long as my brother comes over, everyone only needs to give me a certain amount of holy stones, and I will definitely let the brother lend the ruler to everyone for use." Miaoling woman said leisurely.

"Unknown."

Mu Lingxi held the wooden pot with one hand, and a pair of phoenix wings on her back stretched out, flying towards the white holy tree in the center of the holy pool.

Zhang Ruochen did not stop Mu Lingxi again.

After previous tests, he already has some knowledge of the extremely dark ice water in the holy pond, which is dangerous, but he still can't freeze Mu Lingxi. Moreover, even if she was in danger, Zhang Ruochen would be able to rescue her instantly.

Phoenix Wings can't let Mu Lingxi fly on the water, but she can control the wind and reduce her body weight. The toes of her feet quickly stepped on the water, and soon came under the holy tree.

"It turned out to be an ice phoenix, no wonder it is not afraid of extremely dark ice water." The eight-armed spider king secretly said.

"Wow--"

Mu Lingxi uses a wooden jar to cover a bright white moon and moon fruit, and twists her wrist gently.

"Well."

Heart Moon Holy Fruit fell into a wooden pot.

The Miaoling woman was a little nervous, but she said very politely: "The holy fruit of the heart and moon should have melted in the wooden pot, and the rules of the Word contained in the fruit will be dissipated in the air in no time."

Mu Lingxi gave her a white look, and then stepped on again, trying to pick another heart moon fruit.

However, at this moment, as if something terrible had happened, Mu Lingxi's face changed drastically, and he quickly flapped his wings and rushed to the edge of the holy pool.

"Wow."

Zhang Ruochen threw a long whip, entangled Mu Lingxi's waist, and pulled back.

After falling to the shore, Mu Lingxi's complexion recovered, but her heart was still beating.

"What happened just now?" Zhang Ruochen asked.

Mu Lingxi shook her head and said, "I don't know what happened, but suddenly, an invisible weight fell on my body, so that I almost sink into the pool."

"There is such a strange thing," Zhang Ruochen said.

The eight-armed spider said: "This is not a weird thing, but it is a normal phenomenon. Every monk in the Wainanyuan can only pick one. If the monk wants to pick the same holy fruit, Two, the danger and difficulty will increase several times. This method is arranged by the Temple of Truth to prevent a powerful monk from plucking all the same holy fruits. I thought the two knew this common sense, so there was no previous Remind you. "

"It turned out to be like this, I can only blame myself for being too greedy." Mu Lingxi shook her head and smiled.

The eight-armed spider stared at the wooden pot in Mu Lingxi's hand, and saw that the wooden pot emits a white sage, and his heart suddenly moved, saying: "The wooden pot in the girl's hand is really made of Shenmu wood?"

"Can it still be fake?"

Mu Lingxi held the wooden pot with both hands and slanted the mouth of the pot at an angle.

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Seeing the scene, all the monks present were surrounded.

"Girl, can you borrow a wooden pot for use, it doesn't take long, as long as you borrow half a quarter of an hour. I can pay the girl thirty thousand ... no, fifty thousand holy stones."

"I'm willing to give the girl 80,000 holy stones."

"I give out 100,000 holy stones, lend me first!"

...

At the scene, there were nearly ten monks, all of whom were sure to pick the fruits of the heart and the moon. At this moment, they all lowered their posture and turned to Mu Lingxi for help.

Mu Lingxi's eyes stared at Zhang Ruochen, asking what he meant.

Zhang Ruochen said: "It's just a matter of borrowing wooden cans. It's not a big deal. You don't have to pay for the holy stones. Just use them. However, you have to wait in line first. Wooden cans can't be loaned to all monks at the same time.

All the monks in the surrounding area showed a look of reverence.

The eight-armed spider's heart of friendship is stronger, saying: "The brother's high wind and bright festival, broad-minded, admirable. However, the holy moon fruit is worthless, since we have borrowed your instrument, paying the holy stone is the right thing to do I hope Xiongtai will not quit. "

Immediately, the eight-armed spider took out 100,000 holy stones, put them in a storage bag, and handed them to Zhang Ruochen.

To be honest, Zhang Ruochen is very rich and doesn't care about 100,000 holy stones. Therefore, I just want to take this opportunity to connect with these monks on the scene, and it will not necessarily be possible to get greater returns.

After all, none of the creatures who can enter the Fengshentai Conference is a simple character.

Now, the other party took the initiative to hand out the holy stone, of course, Zhang Ruochen could not refuse. One hundred thousand holy stones should be only a small number for them, and the value is far less than the holy fruit of the heart month.

After all, they still owe Zhang Ruochen a small favor.

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