For more than an hour, Qinglu finished refining first and opened his eyes.
The physique has increased again, although it is still not enough to break through the sixth level of the treasure body. The main reason is that while she is refining, some energy will be directly fed back to the main body. She has two bodies to carry with her. The days ahead will be tough.
After Qinglu woke up, she called Jinhua and other fairies to come and drink the soup.
One demon and one ocean bowl.
The effect is so remarkable that all the demons and demons practice it, with smoke coming out of their heads. It seems that Xiran has improved his cultivation.
In the end, there are still a few bowls of green dew left for Yuan Jin and the others.
Although they didn't find any real treasure for her this time, there would be a next time. Qinglu decided that for a better future, she could invest a little in the two brothers now.
The Yuan Jin brothers searched the entire Tucheng before they found Yuan Xi who was hiding.
Yuan Xi almost touched the stone tablet, but in the end she didn't know why she didn't touch it and left.
If you really touch it, you probably won't be able to see Yuan Xi.
The patriarch was so angry that he scolded Yuan Xi.
You dare to try anything, don’t you know that you will die if you try?
Just when the patriarch was about to scold Yuan Xi and cry, Yuan Jin still took out the good things sent by Qinglu. With treasure soup, everyone drank a big bowl. Ahem, after drinking the soup, the patriarch didn't have time to trouble Yuan Xi. He went to practice.
In the early morning of the next day, all the goblins in the clan woke up.
Start preparing to start again.
The patriarch also woke up in high spirits. A bowl of soup helped him break through to a small level last night. The key is that all the hidden wounds he had suffered in his early years were healed overnight.
The treasure soup made with this magical ingredient is indeed different.
Except for himself, everyone else who drank treasure soup yesterday had broken through one or two small realms of cultivation.
However, similar to Mi Tu, who is a descendant of the gods, like Qing Lu, her physique has improved somewhat, but there has been no breakthrough.
Mi Tu came to Qing Lu early in the morning and complained, "We might as well have divided the pot of soup last night. Although we drank a lot, neither of us made a breakthrough. But look at Jin Hua, she only drank one A bowl can break through one or two small realms of cultivation."
"We are increasing the physique, and they are increasing the cultivation. They are essentially different." Qinglu said absently, "One is increasing the cultivation, and the other is cultivating the divine body. It is normal for us to be slower."
Mi Tu: "..."
"Then I feel a little bit at a loss." Mi Tu thought for a while and said. "When I caught those white meat balls, I put in so much effort, but in the end I didn't have a few bowls."
"There's more, let's do it later. You can drink more." Qinglu said.
Mi Tu added, "That's not what I meant. I just feel panicked at the loss."
Qinglu said with a smile, "The white meat balls come from those stinky meats with divine bodies. It's not good to eat too much."
"Really?" Mi Tu was stunned.
"Of course it's true. Then the baby born from the stinky rotten meat will have no side effects?" Qinglu said, "If it is eaten, the body will rot and pus will become new stinky meat."
"No way." Mi Tu's heart suddenly tightened.
"Yes. So don't eat too much at one time. Lately at night, you have been doing a lot of tossing and tempering your body, trying to get rid of some invisible impurities that you can't see. Do you remember?" Qinglu warned.
"But what should Jinhua and the others do?" Mi Tu asked quickly.
"They just drank a bowl, what's the problem? Just don't drink it within three months." Qinglu said. "After three months, all kinds of toxins and impurities in the body have been eliminated."
"No, I'd better tell Jinhua that they also use mana to temper their bodies. It's not good to have too much of this kind of ghost thing in the body." After saying this, Mi Tu ran away.
After listening to Mi Tu's words, Jinhua and the others knew that the soup had side effects, but no one made a fuss about it.
The key is that the faces of these goblins are too calm.
Mi Tu looked at them with a strange expression.
Ever since they refined the mini battle armor, these fairies automatically gathered into a bunch. Do everything together.
Just like setting up some kind of organization. Since joining the sect, there seems to be some deep gap between him and the goblins next to him.
At this point, even Mita couldn't figure out what they were doing.
"Yeah, we know." A male next to Jinhua, who was also Jinhua's companion musician, said with a smile.
"Then you should temper your bodies more." Mi Tu said again.
The musician nodded. "Don't worry, sir." They have all embarked on that path. Even if they have not become descendants of gods for the time being, they will not give up on tempering their bodies. Doing it almost every day.
"Do you need a reminder from the patriarch? I sent the last part of the treasure soup there," the musician said.
"Then you go and remind me." Mi Tu thought for a while and then ordered the musician.
The musician nodded directly.
Not long after, Qinglu welcomed the patriarch and Mi Tu.
"Why are you here together?"
The patriarch looked at Mi Tu and then at Qing Lu, "Of course the treasure soup contains toxins and impurities? Does it have serious side effects? Can it also make the body of the goblin rot?"
Qinglu nodded, "You can do it if you eat too much."
"Is that bowl of soup actually okay?" the patriarch asked again.
"Yeah, it won't work if there are too many." Qinglu said. "Unless it's a god."
When the patriarch heard this, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
"It's not easy for gods to drink too much." Qinglu said again.
"But why after I drank a bowl of soup, all the hidden wounds left in my body when I was young were healed?" the patriarch asked in confusion.
"Fight poison with poison. Your original wounds were hidden due to the toxins and impurities in the soup?" Qinglu said.
The patriarch almost choked his nose.
How can you still explain it like this? ?
Qinglu, you are cruel.
"Then I also have to temper my body? How long does it take to temper?"
"You are not a divine descendant yourself. If you are a divine descendant, you can temper it for three to five days. If you are a mortal, you need to continue to temper your body for at least three months." Qinglu said again.
"Sure enough, you discovered it." The patriarch's eyes were very complicated.
"What's so difficult about this? I don't think you tried your best to cover it up." Qinglu said.
"I have tried my best to cover it up." The patriarch said very angry after hearing this.
He has tried his best. Who knows why Qing Xiaolu's eyes are so mean? !
Qinglu felt embarrassed after hearing this.
She didn't know that the patriarch was trying his best.
"Anyway, is it a good thing that my secret injury is gone?" the patriarch asked again.
"Forget it. That thing has side effects, but the benefits are equally obvious. Otherwise, I wouldn't have taken it back." Qinglu said.
After hearing this, the patriarch said with a complicated expression, "Actually, I didn't expect you to dare to hunt that kind of thing. It has been many years since any goblin in our tribe dared to hunt those guys."
Obviously the patriarch also knew what Qinglu and the others had done.
"It's too difficult to hunt gods with mortal bodies. The ancestors of our tribe once used gods to hunt other gods with their fellow mortals. That's how the dagger I gave you came from. That little dagger is The treasure bone obtained from a thunder dragonfly we hunted.”
"Do you know where I can hunt thunder dragonflies?" Qinglu suddenly became energetic.
The patriarch rolled his eyes at her speechlessly.
"If we can really walk through this desert of death, maybe we can return to that place." The patriarch said again.
"Where?"
"I don't know the details, but it is a very special place." The patriarch's eyes became more complicated. "But the road leading there is too dangerous. I don't know if our tribe can walk through the desert and enter there."
"Grand Chief, where did the Jade Tribe migrate to three thousand years ago?" Qinglu asked curiously.
"You little goblins generally don't know. I also told them not to talk nonsense. We actually migrated into the Land of Chaos three thousand years ago. Survival in the Land of Chaos is too cruel. When our tribe first migrated there, , there are a total of 120,000 goblins. This is the number after we have suffered losses along the way. But after we have lived there for two thousand years, there are only 50,000 or 60,000 goblins left.
This is because we are better at survival, and our entire clan’s combat power is considered superior, so let’s look at these goblins who survived. It's a pity that I couldn't survive anymore. Some things force us to leave the place of chaos. In order to return to the fragrant forest, we came back and lost more along the way. Why.
In the end, only a few thousand of the 50,000 to 60,000 goblins were left.
If we still have 50,000 to 60,000 tribesmen, we won’t have to worry about anyone even in the fragrant forest. "
The wealthy clan sighed.
"Goodbye, the Fragrant Forest is not a good land. The more tribe fairies there are, the sooner they will die in that area." Qinglu said straightforwardly. "I don't believe that the patriarch, as a god, doesn't feel the danger at all."
The patriarch's expression suddenly changed again.
"I also felt that there seemed to be a vague danger, but I didn't know where the crisis came from. The remaining divine adults in the tribe died of illness or disappeared one after another. I also noticed something unusual, but they never said anything. What, you didn’t leave me any clues.”
Qinglu was silent for a moment before saying, "Perhaps I don't dare to leave you any clues. Chief Patriarch, you became a descendant of the gods only after entering the Fragrant Forest, right?"
The patriarch nodded directly.
"Those dead gods, should they have become gods before entering the fragrant forest?" Qinglu asked again.
The patriarch's expression was strange, and he wanted to say something but seemed a little embarrassed to say it. After a while, he said, "We have offended a very powerful force in the land of chaos. I thought that the senior gods in the clan died because they were cursed by them."
"Maybe it's both reasons." Qinglu guessed.
"What exactly is in the Fragrant Forest?" The patriarch was puzzled.
"There are many things underground in the Fragrant Forest." Qinglu said after a moment of silence. "But the most, closest to the ground, are the undead minerals, but an unknown number of goblin bones."
"What?" The patriarch looked at Qinglu in a dazed manner.
"I didn't lie to you. Anyway, that's what I saw." Qinglu said.
"But that's not right. Your divine attribute is wood. How can you see underneath?" The patriarch asked in horror.
"It's a mutated attribute. I can see what's underneath through the roots of the blue trees." Qinglu said, "Ten or so feet below are all the bones of goblins. The bones are layered on top of each other, and are several miles thick. And then There are more things down there, and I don’t dare to peek. It’s easy to be discovered by things down there.”
It is precisely because the white bones are so thick that the power penetrates through the white bones and is easily discovered by some large and small things hidden in the white bones. If it were the earth, she would have gone deeper underground to investigate. No one can stop her investigation.
"How is that possible?" The patriarch was very puzzled and frightened. "Isn't that the fairy forest?"
"You are indeed a forest for fairies, not a forest for breeding fairies?" Qinglu asked helplessly.
Ahem, cough, cough, the big patriarch was horrified.
My eyes almost popped out of my head.
"It is said that the aromatic forest is very large, and there are many places where spiritual trees and spiritual flowers can be cultivated. But the number of goblins has never increased, which is very strange. Not only the big goblins, but also the number of the little goblins seems to have been maintained. constant quantity.
Chief Patriarch, haven’t you ever had any doubts? There are quite a few goblins in our tribe getting married, but why don’t they have many children without couples? There are at most one or two little ones in a family. Not even a family with three little ones has one. Qinglu asked.
The patriarch: "..."
"Let me see, the fertility of goblins doesn't seem to be that bad. Why do a couple only have one or two little ones? Is it really normal to only have one or two little ones for hundreds of thousands of years?" Qinglu asked again.
The patriarch's brows were furrowed and his expression was horrified.
"If you don't tell me, I wouldn't have thought that when we were in the Land of Chaos, the entire tribe had 160,000 kin at its peak. But since we returned to the Fragrant Forest, excluding outsiders, there have never been more than 10,000 kin.
But why haven't I thought about this problem before? "
"Cognitive impairment, there is something blocking your suspicion in this regard." Qinglu said, "For example, the law: the fairies of the Emerald Tribe will never suspect that the little ones of their own tribe are having fewer children."
Ah poof! !
The patriarch was shocked.
"For example, the curse: all fairies in the Fragrant Forest will not give birth to a third cub, and the fairies are noticed to be abnormal."
After hearing Qinglu's words, the patriarch took a deep breath.
Can it still be like this?
"Is it really okay to treat us like this?" the patriarch asked through gritted teeth.
"These are all small tricks. It can be done by getting close to gods or high-level descendants of gods." Qinglu said.
However, whether it is a law or a curse, there is a price to pay when it is not performed by a true god or by a god. Not everyone can afford this price.
"I didn't expect that the Fragrant Forest is so dangerous, but our tribe has lived there for so long?" The patriarch's heart was filled with emotions, and he didn't know what to say for a while. "I really don't know why our ancestors insisted on sending us back."
"Well, maybe it's because it's more dangerous outside. There's a danger of annihilation of the clan." Qinglu said again.
The patriarch looked at Qing Lu and said, "I don't want to listen to you anymore."
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