Upon hearing this, Mrs. Wei Shui tilted the bamboo basket and poured out the water in the basket. The little fish stiffened instantly and turned into a stone fish.
"The Kongming fish lives when it comes into contact with water and becomes fossilized when it leaves the water. Is this still troublesome?"
Fu Zhu shook his head, took the stone fish with a smile, and threw it into the storage bag.
Mrs. Wei Shui took out another object, which was a copper coin similar to a winning coin. The front was engraved with the pattern of a baby playing, and the back of the coin was in the shape of a tangled branch.
A copper plate.
What did she give herself a copper plate for?
Seeing the confusion in Fu Zhu's eyes, Mrs. Wei Shui raised her eyebrows slightly and said in a lazy tone, "This is not for you."
Her eyes moved to Wu Sheng's face casually, and without saying a word, Fu Zhu's expression froze for a moment.
How could she forget that Wu Sheng's bloodline cannot be seen below the Mahayana realm, but who is Mrs. Wei Shui? How could a divine figure who had ascended long ago not see this?
But since Mrs. Wei Shui didn't say anything, she gave her this strange copper coin, which seemed to be helping her.
Fu Zhu's frozen expression quickly returned to normal, and a plain silk ribbon suddenly appeared in his hand. He threaded the copper coins and hung them around Wu Sheng's neck.
"Thank you, Mrs. Wei Shui!" This time I expressed my gratitude with more respect.
Mrs. Wei Shui smiled slightly, hummed a slow tune, and disappeared into the apricot forest.
As her back disappeared, the color of the apricot forest slowly faded away like a scroll, and Fu Zhu thought the world in the painting had ended.
Buzz!
Shuang Xueming vibrated slightly, reminding her that there was something strange in the wind.
The talisman bead was immediately chopped away with a sword, and the sword light illuminated the foreign object hidden in the wind. It was a rattan.
The vine was cut into two pieces by the sword energy, and blood dripped on the ground. Fu Zhu's first reaction was not to be surprised when the grass and trees gave birth to human blood, but to feel that he had heard of it somewhere.
Golden vine!
Yes, it’s the golden vine!
She had heard from her third senior brother before that the golden vine was very hard to find and it was a spiritual treasure coveted by alchemists and weapon refiners.
And where there is golden vine, there must be purple wood flower, which is a spiritual plant more precious than golden vine.
The reason why golden vine is called golden vine is largely because there must be purple wood flowers in the place where it grows.
When you find golden vines, you will find purple wood flowers.
If the third senior brother hadn't often whispered in her ear that he wanted a golden vine, she wouldn't have recognized it.
Now that we have met, let’s take some back for Third Senior Brother!
Fu Zhu stepped on the fiber-breaking step he had just learned, and nimbly avoided the attack of the golden vine. The sword light flew out, and with a "swish", he cut off a section of the vine. The several-foot-long vine fell to the ground, shrinking all of a sudden. It became three inches long.
It seemed like she had to cut a little longer with her sword.
Suddenly, vines several feet high sprouted from the ground. Fu Zhu's eyes flashed with joy, it was just the right time!
The vines with thick wrists and arms grew intertwined and covered her head like a towering cage. Just as the talisman was about to rise into the sky, a vine quickly wrapped around her leg and dragged it downwards.
Before he could react, a vine consciously tried to wrap around the talisman bead's sword-holding hand, but before it could get close, it was blown away by the sword's light.
The Fu Zhuxuan Sword chopped off the rattan wrapped around her calf, and stepped on the fallen rattan knots, but there was not enough space for her to fly into the air.
When they were fighting, the vine cage with branches had slowly tightened, and now there was only a somewhat cramped space left.
The talisman beads fell to the ground and were flattened. One side of the rattan was cut off, and an exit was opened, but there was no rush to get out.
The bright red blood coming out of those ports didn't smell fishy like human blood, but had a faint sweet smell.
Seeing that the broken vine was about to regenerate, Fu Zhu cast an ice spell to freeze the break and the surrounding soil.
The cold air seeped down the ground, freezing the branches that kept trying to sprout.
There was only one vine wall left. The vines were crisscrossed, and they were drawn towards the talisman beads, but they were blocked by her sword every time.
Not only was he unable to get close, he couldn't even wrap his head around the girl's figure. Her pace was irregular and dazzling.
Every time Fu Zhu cuts off a section of the vine, he will use ice magic to freeze the cut. Soon the vine will be somewhat alone.
Clang!
The rattan collided with the sword and sparked.
This should be the main branch. Compared with other vines, it is more difficult to twist and the defense is thicker. The sword that hit her only left a sword mark and no blood was seen.
The vines swish and dance like the wind and rain, and they are as elegant and misty as the talisman beads walking on the folding steps, appearing and disappearing.
The talisman beads flashed with lightning and stone fire, and he changed his hand to hold the sword, and slashed out a sword energy to repel the attack from behind the rattan.
Hiji's eyes widened on the ground. It seemed that the talisman beads had changed hands just now, and the force of the sword energy he struck out was also so strong.
Fu Zhu's sword energy was so fierce that even though the golden vine had extremely thick defense, the vine was left with sword marks of various sizes.
The golden vine's attack was not in vain. It whipped out with a "swish" and opened a huge hole in the ground.
One person and one vine are in a stalemate.
When the rattan collided with the sword again, it stopped retreating and tightly wrapped around the sword body. The talisman beads were withdrawn with force, but still could not withstand its force.
"The sword is entangled, isn't the talisman in danger?" Hiji worriedly tugged on Wu Sheng's sleeve.
Wu Sheng raised his eyes and looked at Fu Zhu, who seemed to be at a disadvantage in the battle, and silently said in his heart, no.
The golden vine twisted Shuang Xueming tighter and tighter, Fu Zhu's arm felt numb, and she suddenly let go of the hilt of the sword.
The sword light flashed, and the flying sword was released.
With a "click", the cane broke off, and Shuang Xueming fell down without any support, and was inserted vertically at the port of the cane.
Fu Zhu received the Dulu Sword.
Picking up the frosty snow and golden vines on the ground, the ancient tree with vines wrapped around it revealed its body, with a lavender double flower blooming on it.
Purple wood flower.
It turned out to be covered by golden vines, no wonder I hadn't seen it before.
Fu Zhu stepped forward and plucked the purple wood flower, condensed it into a square box of ice, and put it inside.
Purple wood flowers are different from golden vines. They are extremely delicate. If they are not preserved by ice, they will disappear in a day.
Riji touched the petals curiously, "Fuzhu, what kind of flower is this? Why does it grow on the trunk of the tree?"
Aren’t the flowers on the trees all growing on the branches? Just like her.
"Purple wood flower is a relatively precious medicinal material, and it grows like this." Fu Zhu picked off a petal for her to play with, and put the purple wood flower into the storage bag.
Riji happily hugged a petal that was about the same size as hers, "These petals can be used to make a quilt for me!"
Fu Zhu chuckled and said: "This flower wilts easily and cannot maintain its spiritual power. It cannot be used to make a quilt. Next time I will find another petal for you and inject spiritual power into it. It should be invincible and can be used to make a quilt."
Hiji didn't have time to clap with his hands, so he only shouted: "Okay! Flower petal quilt."
Wu Sheng curled his lips in disgust, but his eyes wandered on the petals in Riji's hand from time to time.
Why give Riji a petal but not him?
It's so unfair.
Because Fu Zhu said that the petals would wither easily, Riji thought about it and took a bite of the petals.
She could just eat the petals into her stomach, so she wouldn't have to watch them wither.
With the Golden Vine in his sight, Fu Zhu was concentrating on clearing the path, and did not notice Riji behind him, biting the petals of the Purple Wood Flower until only a little bit of the end was left.
She felt warm all over her body, more comfortable than after sucking in the sun. It’s just that my stomach feels a little heavy and I can’t fly.
