Panxi Mountain, Central Palace, South Gate.
The three-foot-high, ten-foot-wide vermilion palace door slowly opened.
The rich spiritual energy is like fine wine that has been stored for hundreds of years. It spurts out from the door of the palace, and the aroma is fragrant.
Nearly a hundred monks stretched their necks and looked at the palace eagerly.
Soon, a crisp female voice sounded in the formation: "Everyone, according to their level of cultivation, will enter in order. Those who have not participated in breaking the formation will enter in a quarter of an hour."
The person who spoke was none other than Hong Xuanqian. Logically speaking, it was Jin Zhangeng who should announce this matter, but this gentleman kept a calm face and said nothing, so Senior Sister Hong had to preside over it.
Some scattered monks from other countries outside the formation could not help but lament, regretting that they had not actively participated.
Who would have thought that the spiritual energy in the palace would be so mellow, there must be countless good things in it!
Yang Zhen and Dou Manxiong, as monks who were promoted to Foundation Establishment three months ago, were almost the lowest among them. They were ranked at the end of the seventy-two people and walked through the palace gate step by step.
Just after passing the threshold, you are greeted by a huge square.
The square is paved with bluestone, as smooth as a landscape. The entire square is thin in front and wide in back, shaped like a bird's beak, and is surrounded by white jade carved railings. At the edge of the square are rows of ancient trees hanging with spiritual fruits. At first glance, there were hundreds of them.
All bipolar date trees!
Among bipolar jujube trees, water and fire are the most common. In addition, there are four types: metal and wood, wood and earth, earth and water, and fire and metal. Fire and metal are especially rare.
And this palace not only has five types, but they are all second-level!
The second-level jujube fruit contains more abundant spiritual energy. Taking it regularly can also enhance the affinity for this attribute of spiritual energy. In the market, the price of each stone ranges from tens to a hundred spirit stones.
However, this rare and precious thing in the outside world, there are only a dozen people picking it from the tree at this time, and more people have disappeared.
They are going deep into the palace to find more rare spiritual fruits!
Among the dozen or so people, Zhao Yue'er, Zixue and Lan Caifang were among them, obviously waiting for them.
Soon, several women came over. Zixue handed Zhao Yue'er a cloth bag, and the latter gave it to Yang Zhen.
When he opened it, he found that it was full of at least a hundred spiritual dates, and most of them were of the wood type!
Yang Zhen nodded gratefully towards Zixue. But I feel a pity in my heart, there are so many mature fruit trees, it would be nice if a few could be transplanted to make room for them.
The five people quickly reached an agreement and walked towards the depths of the palace.
It seems like another cool world here. Between the corridors of the buildings, the breeze carried a refreshing chill, which was in sharp contrast to the heavy rain and then the scorching heat that we encountered in the swamp a few days ago.
Zixue is very familiar with the layout here and has been rushing ahead to lead the way. Although everyone was curious, no one asked questions and just followed.
Along the way, we walked through corner gates, passed corridors, and walked around corridors and halls. We passed countless waterside pavilions, pavilions, and pavilions. Sometimes there are small streams, flowerbeds or orchards, and green grassland, hazy and quiet in the smoke, so poetic and picturesque that many people who saw it were amazed.
It's a pity that such a beautiful place, like a fairyland, has been uninhabited for thousands of years, which can be said to be a waste of nature.
A quarter of an hour later, in front of a quiet courtyard, Zixue stopped and said with a smile:
"There is a longevity fruit tree in this courtyard. The fruits inside are already ripe. Go and pick it quickly."
The longevity fruit has the same name as the longevity pill, and the effects are similar. Ripe life-extending fruit can extend life by ten years and is useful to ordinary monks, and the two life-extending effects can be superimposed.
The difference is that the longevity fruit can also improve the cultivation level of low-level monks, which is roughly equivalent to one year of hard work for Qi training monks and three months of hard work for Foundation-building monks.
This is amazing. If Liu Rou takes one now, she can immediately hit the fifth level of foundation building, saving at least half a year of practice time.
Moreover, every five years, this spiritual fruit can be continued to be taken to improve one's cultivation level.
Such a spiritual object is almost ten times the value of a second-level spiritual jujube. After hearing this, several people cheered and rushed into the courtyard.
In an instant, hundreds of longevity fruits were divided up. Zixue stood at the side and did not participate.
After picking, everyone was about to leave, but Yang Zhen stared blankly at the big tree, which was four to five feet high, unwilling to leave.
The maturity period of the longevity fruit tree lasts for a thousand years. Even in other dimensions, it would take hundreds of years at ten times the speed.
He didn't want to wait that long.
If this tree can be moved into space and it will bear fruit, not only can he use it, but his subordinates in Chunan Town, as well as Hei Tuyue, Zhang Fangzhao and other county officials can benefit.
However, for such a big tree, even the best space ring he had could only hold one of its roots.
Unless, use space...
But if he does this, these friends next to him will probably think that he has a small world.
give up? What a pity.
While hesitating, he heard Yiyi say excitedly:
"Brother, I have a way!"
"This fairy can shrink this spiritual tree to about three feet, so you can put it in the ring!"
Of course, fitting into a ring is just a pretense.
Yang Zhen was overjoyed.
Just as he was told, he immediately took out a second-level shovel and started digging around the ancient tree.
Several others looked at his behavior in surprise. Zhao Yue'er guessed what he was going to do. She was excited and a little curious, so she also took out a magic sword to help.
Soon, with the help of everyone, a large pit more than ten feet wide was formed.
Yang Zhen stepped forward, placed her hands on the big tree that was four or five people wide, and lifted it hard, and all the roots and vines of the big tree were separated from the soil.
Immediately, curls of green smoke floated out from his palm, covering the entire ancient tree in an instant.
Under everyone's surprised eyes, the ancient tree suddenly shrunk into a small tree less than three feet long, green and crystal clear, shining, as if it were carved from jade.
Yang Zhen smiled slightly and put it into the ring.
"Is this wood shrinking technique?" Lan Caifang asked curiously.
There is a wood-shrinking technique in the world of immortality, which can shrink spiritual trees in this way. However, this is at least a golden elixir cultivator, which can only be practiced after knowing a little bit about the rules of the wood system, and the effect may not be so outstanding.
"This is [Tomi Technique]." Yang Zhen thought for a while and replied.
Then he showed an innocent smile to the girl without further explanation.
Zixue saw it and smiled, with a bit of teasing in her smile.
After that, the four people, under the leadership of Zixue, found some rare items, the value of which was higher than the second-level spiritual dates, and some were even more valuable than the life-extending fruits just now.
Since Yang Zhen has already shown her ability to shrink big trees, she no longer shows politeness. When she encounters some rare and rare spiritual trees, she no longer shows no politeness and moves them into the space one by one.
This harvest made the young man's liver tremble with excitement.
The other three people also filled their bowls with overflowing bowls, and they were all beaming with joy.
Zixue basically didn't do anything, and occasionally helped pick a few and gave them away casually.
After two hours of this, the sky gradually darkened, and they came to an exquisite two-story building.
This small building is made entirely of first-grade yellow pear wood and is apricot-yellow in color, making it look inconspicuous in the entire palace.
Zixue stopped in front of the small building, turned around and looked at the four people, her face gradually becoming serious.
"In the entire central palace, there are no outsiders except us monks who came in, so it should be safe." She said softly.
Several people looked at each other strangely, not knowing what she meant.
"Later, I am going to a place that is more dangerous. I would like to ask Junior Brother Yang to go with me. It is best for you guys to stay outside."
"Junior Brother Yang, can you help me?" She looked at the boy with bright eyes like clear springs.
"How dangerous is it?" Before Yang Zhen could answer, Zhao Yuer asked first, her voice urgent and nervous.
"It's hard to say. If my life is in danger, I will fight to the death to protect Junior Brother Yang." Zixue replied solemnly.
"Why did you just call Xiao Shitou?" the little girl continued to ask.
"Because..." Zixue stared for a moment and replied, "He knows lightning."
"Lightning?" Zhao Yue'er said in surprise, looking at the small building ahead.
In the dim light, this apricot color looks pale and cool, like the white hair of an old man.
She seemed to understand, and her face suddenly turned pale.
