Half-step quasi-saint!

These four words, like a loud slap, slapped on the face of the three immortals of Fu Lushou.

At that moment, the three immortals covered their faces, feeling hot on their faces.

Sanxian: Don't ask, asking is a pain in your face.

At this scene, even Zhen Yuanzi was taken aback,

"Although Jiang Chen's strength is strong, he is also a half-step quasi-saint realm, and besides, he has been cultivating for thousands of years so far."

"But his sister is only one or two hundred years old, and she is like a child in appearance and heart."

"But this cultivation has even reached a half-step quasi-saint, this kind of talent is simply unprecedented, unheard of."

"Perhaps, this brother and sister, even in the Three Realms where resources are scarce today, can be expected to become holy......"

Zhen Yuanzi said secretly in his heart.

Of course, he was more concerned about whether Ao Ling could revive his ginseng fruit tree.

In front of everyone's eyes, I saw Ao Ling standing in front of the broken giant tree, holding a clean glass bottle in one hand and a clean willow branch in the other.

With a gentle flick, drops of crystal nectar, containing an extremely rich breath of life, sprinkled onto the ginseng fruit tree.

The next moment, the ground in the backyard of this huge party was glowing with a brilliant cyan light.

It's a breath of life and energy.

Nourished by this rich vitality, the cracked earth began to heal, and the broken branches seemed to come back to life, reconnecting to the trunk.

The huge ginseng fruit tree that was pushed to it took the initiative to stand up and re-establish itself in the soil as hard as steel.

The ginseng fruit tree, which was broken off in the upper half, also slowly flew up, and the tight fit perfectly coincided with the second half.

"Cheng, succeeded?"

Zhen Yuanzi looked at the scene in front of him, and couldn't help but clench his fists, his eyes full of excitement.

Although the three immortals of Fu Lu Shou did not want to admit it, they also looked at the scene in front of them very nervously.

Ao Ling, it's going to be successful!

"Hahaha, it is worthy of being the sister of the Jiang Dragon God, even if it is an innate spiritual root, it is just a wave of the jade hand, and it can be easily done."

"Tsk, this Zhen Yuanzi is Xun, and he also calls himself the ancestor of the earth immortals, and he is the same king as the world, not even a little girl, it's really inferior!"

"Miss Ao Ling is mighty, Miss Ao Ling will always be a god!"

Tang Sanzang's master and apprentice had already turned into little fan disciples and began to shout for Ao Ling.

But at this moment, the huge ginseng fruit tree began to sway, like a bottomless pit, and began to frantically absorb the breath of life in all directions.

Only in an instant, all the nectar sprinkled by Ao Ling was absorbed.

Such a surge of vitality is enough to bring back the plants and trees of a large continent, but after flowing into the ginseng fruit trees, it is like a drop in the bucket.

"Ah, this ......"

Ao Lingleng paused, and wanted to subconsciously sprinkle nectar again, but Jiang Chen stepped forward to stop him.

At this moment, the vitality is insufficient, and the ginseng fruit tree, which is about to recover, has reversed, and the green branches and leaves quickly turn yellow. The golden ginseng fruits also gradually lost their luster and became dull, as if they were withering.

"Failed?"

Zhen Yuanzi was shocked, and his eyes showed an unwilling look.

The three immortals of Fu Lu Shou on the side saw this scene, but they smiled.

"This ginseng fruit tree is an innate spiritual root, and there is only this one between heaven and earth. Such a precious thing is a little too perfunctory to let a junior try the treasure of Guanyin Bodhisattva in the South China Sea. ”

"That is, what about cultivating to a high level, Nanhai Guanyin Bodhisattva has profound Buddhism and is proficient in ten thousand ways. In terms of controlling the magic weapon and saving the wounded, I don't know how many times stronger than some simple-minded juniors with well-developed limbs. ”

"Alas, if you don't listen to the old man, you will suffer in front of you. Some people, who have been suppressed for 500 years, are still so unstable, look at who they have invited. ”

The three immortals began to shake their heads, and mocked in a strange way.

When Tang Sanzang's master and apprentice heard this, they couldn't help but grit their teeth and show a fierce light in their eyes.

Sun Wukong is a short-hearted person, not to mention that Jiang Chen and Ao Ling are the helpers he invited, just because the two of them have great kindness to him, he will not allow others to slander the two like this.

But before he could speak, Zhen Yuanzi said softly:

"Enough!"

As soon as these words came out, an invisible aura swept around.

For a moment, the three immortals of Fu Lu Shou only felt that an invisible hand fell from the sky and suppressed it above their heads.

For a while, his face was embarrassed.

"Jiang Longshen brought his sister to my Wanshou Mountain Wuzhuang Temple, and made a move for this medical tree, which has already given enough face to this seat. And the Monkey King was able to invite the Jianglong God, and he also did his best to express his sincerity to this seat. ”

"Regardless of whether the ginseng fruit tree recovers or not, this seat is deeply moved by this, and this bet with Sun Dasheng is willing to admit defeat."

Zhen Yuanzi waved his hand and said loudly.

As soon as these words came out, not only the three immortals of Fu Lushou, but even the four masters and apprentices of Tang Sanzang were taken aback.

Good guy, what's wrong with Zhen Yuanzi, he suddenly turned against him and became sensible?

Perhaps, from the beginning to the end, he just wanted to save the ginseng fruit tree. The so-called attempt to take the four of us masters and apprentices to their lives is just to scare us. And this Ganoderma lucidum nectar is the last chance, even this can't save the ginseng fruit tree, and this ginseng fruit tree has no hope of recovery. ”

"And the reason why he said this is because he doesn't want to embarrass our master and apprentice anymore, and secondly, to give Jiang Longshen face......"

Tang Sanzang said in a deep voice.

Although he is a little reckless, he is not stupid.

Until this moment, Zhen Yuanzi's mind is not difficult to guess.

Seeing this, the three immortals of Fu Lu Shou looked at each other, and they all moved.

"A few people, please."

Zhen Yuanzi waved his hand at the four masters and apprentices, and a trace of regret flashed on his face.

"Wait!"

At this moment, Jiang Chen suddenly shouted, breaking the deadlock.

Everyone's eyes fell on Jiang Chen again.

In front of everyone's eyes, Jiang Chen smiled indifferently,

"Our brother and sister's methods of healing the tree are not over yet, why should you leave in a hurry?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned in unison.

"Not over yet?"

"Just now, the nectar was sprinkled, and the means were used, but now although the ginseng fruit tree has been restored externally, it is completely lifeless. What else can be done in such a situation? ”

"Needless to say, read on."

Fu Lu Shou three immortals whispered.

Zhen Yuanzi was also puzzled, after all, he knew in his heart that if the ginseng fruit tree was toppled by the golden hoop stick, the nectar in the glass bottle was enough to save the tree.

But this ginseng fruit tree died under the Ten Thousand Demon Dynasty Sect of Jiang Chen's Heavenly Dao Divine Killing Spear, and with one move, the vitality was cut off, the luck was dissipated, and the creation was completely gone.

Alone manna is not enough to repair such damage.

But Jiang Chen said, such an oath, is it possible, is it really necessary to tie the bell to the bell?

Thinking of this, the extinguished fire in Zhen Yuanzi's heart couldn't help but ignite again.

Jiang Chen's expression was indifferent, he looked around, the golden light flashed under his feet, and the fifteen-grade merit golden lotus slowly emerged.

Jiang Chen's legs were slightly bent, sitting cross-legged on this golden lotus platform, Ao Ling beside him slowly took two steps back, and with a flip of his palm, a palm-sized snow-white lotus platform appeared out of thin air.

At this moment, Jiang Chen smiled indifferently,

"This is just the beginning!"