The Master's Master Can't Be A Mortal - Chapter 652
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Chapter 652

People of all major forces did not dare to visit the Misty Sect directly, but turned a corner and contacted the deputy city lord of Baifu City first.

Santos Mansion.

The deputy city master was sitting in the main seat, looking at the people of the major forces sitting in the guest seat, with a look of embarrassment.

To be honest, although he is the Deputy City Lord, he has no right to speak in the Misty Sect.

This matter has to be discussed with Gong Qingqiu.

Therefore, the deputy city lord handed his hand: "Everyone, don't worry about this matter. Only after the city lord...that is, the elder Gong Qingqiu of the ethereal sect returns, can we make a decision."

"No hurry, we can wait."

The people of the major forces lived in the city lord's mansion.

Upon seeing this, the deputy city lord was helpless.

He wanted to push people out, but he himself was not in the Ju Yuan Realm, and the masters of the major powers even had the Divine Yuan Realm, how to push him?

Can't beat and beat, that's the only way to go.

Secret realm of barren desert.

Three days have come, and everyone left the secret realm and met over the barren desert, looking at each other.

Rumble!

The door of that huge floating hall slowly closed, and the sand dunes below kept spinning, like a huge whirlpool engulfing the hall and disappearing completely.

This experience ends here.

"Big brother, how many concentrating fruits have you found?"

"I found five of them."

Shi Lei spread out his hand, five thumbs the size of his palm appeared, and it looked like a red fragrance of Lingguo.

"I found fifteen." Yan Ruyu held a bamboo basket with fifteen concentrating fruits in it, with a smile on his face, "Look at them, big and red, and they are absolutely high-quality."

"It's a bit red than mine, and bigger." Shi Lei scratched his head and smiled honestly.

Disciples such as Mo Ying and Huo Yunjie handed in their own concentration fruits one after another.

In total, the total number of Concentration Fruits of the Misty Sect exceeded 800, enough to refine a large amount of Concentration Pill or Concentration Liquid.

Gong Qingqiu looked at the concentrating fruit in the basket, his red lips raised slightly, and he nodded in satisfaction: "It seems that you have gained a lot. This is the end of this experience. Return to the sect!"

She flicked her sleeves and led everyone away.

In the desert.

Zhongyuan City City Lord, Ding Cheng and others have also gained a lot. At least hundreds of concentrating fruits have been picked in each main city, which is enough to cultivate a number of divine origin realm powers.

"Hey, I didn't expect that this time the harvest was so great, we will have the opportunity to be promoted to the power of the gods in the future."

"Fortunately, Ye Zhangmen shot this time. Otherwise, we would all be killed by those three-eyed aliens who suddenly appeared."

"After I went back, the city mainly set up a statue of Ye Zhangmen and burned incense to worship him day and night, which is considered to be grateful to him."

"You might as well give him a few more disciples. Ye Zhangmen seems to like to recruit disciples for the Misty Sect the most."

"What you said is not unreasonable. This city lord will go back to Duona's concubine's rooms, and strive to have a few more young talents as soon as possible, worship the Misty Sect, and become the enviable disciple of the Misty Sect."

"I think you just want to be a concubine, right?"

"Ahem, it's hard to dismantle people, everyone, they're scattered!"

The lord of the five major cities bid farewell one after another, then flew towards Nanming State, and soon parted ways.

Misty.

Gong Qingqiu took a hundred disciples back to the top of the Misty Peak. He was looking for Ye Feng to return to life, but he noticed the seven-thousand-foot-high ancestral tree, all stunned, thinking that he had come to the wrong place.

"what is this?"

"A super old tree that can reach thousands of feet?!"

"Look, its upper body is actually human, with a nose and a face, and its breath is even more terrifying, giving me the feeling of facing the eighteen elders."

The core disciples such as Shi Lei, who had just returned, stared at the huge and incomparable ancestral tree, and they were all dumbfounded.

Only three days after going out, at the foot of the mountain in the northeast of Misty Peak, on the bank of the Linghu Lake, a giant tree rose from the ground, it was terrifying!

The exclamation of the crowd attracted the attention of the concentrating ancestor tree.

It bent down, looked at the disciples standing on the top of the Misty Peak with huge clear eyes, and grinned.

"Junior, I have a destiny with you!"

As soon as this statement came out, the thousand-year-old pine rolled his eyes.

"Come, here again!"

Thousand-year old pine has long been unable to stand the ancient concentrating tree. It was obviously he who helped cultivate the concentrating fruit, but the credit was taken away by the concentrating ancestor tree, shameful!

"Pre... Senior, are you?"

Gong Qingqiu stood in front of the disciples, arched his hands towards the concentrating ancestor tree, and asked loudly.

"Elder Gong, this is the concentrating ancestor tree that the head has just recruited from the ninth-level battlefield of the Lingyuan Realm."

Wang Ling walked slowly and explained.

"What tree?"

Gong Qingqiu, Shi Lei and other disciples thought they had heard it wrong, and looked incredulous.

"Concentration ancestor tree! Its old man is now the second guardian elder of our sect, who specializes in nurturing concentrating fruit, and is also a high-level demon emperor-level ancestor tree."

Shen Yu, one of the second-generation disciples, explained.

This time he didn't go to the barren desert secret realm, so he knew the origin of the ancestor tree of Concentration.

"hiss!"

Gong Qingqiu and others were dumbfounded.

This is the concentrating ancestor tree that specializes in cultivating the concentrating fruit?

So, in the future, don't we need to go out to search for Concentration Fruit?

Thought of this.

Gong Qingqiu released the basket of condensed fruits, his eyes flowed and saw thousands of condensed fruits bred on a vine of a thousand-year-old pine, and suddenly felt that the condensed fruits in the basket were not fragrant.

There are so many concentrating fruits in the sect, so why do we work hard to go out for tasks?

"So, our mission this time was lonely?"

Gong Qingqiu muttered to himself.

"Ahem, in fact, the elders Gong's mission this time out was quite fruitful, at least...it served the purpose of exercise." Qian Gu Song coughed and said.

"..." Gong Qingqiu was speechless.

"Elder Gu Song, where are the others in charge?"

Gong Qingqiu remembered that he had to return to life.

"The head is closed." Qiannian Gu Song said, looking at Yan Ruyu, "Little Ruyu girl, quickly help me give birth."

"okay!"

Yan Ruyu likes to give birth to elixir most.

She soared into the sky, passing thousands of concentrating fruits on the vine with both hands, spilling the nectar-like life spirit power, causing them to quickly turn red and march towards maturity.

"Little girl, your talent is really against the sky, is it a legendary life spirit?"

Concentrated Ancestor Tree couldn't help but praise.

"Grandpa Gu Shu really has an eye. I am indeed a life spirit. The head said that I can accelerate the growth of the elixir."

Yan Ruyu nodded.

"Hey, you actually called me Grandpa Gu Shu, it's so kind, very good, then you have a relationship with me, I will reward you with a hundred...Oh no, a thousand concentrating fruits!"

The ancestor tree laughed, his voice thunderous and deafening.

The corner of the thousand-year-old tree's mouth twitched.

Nima!

Do you know how to say "I am destined with you" and then send the concentrating fruit. Have you considered my feelings?

Now it's me who breeds the fruit of concentration!

The thousand-year-old tree roars inside ~www.mtlnovel.com~ If it is not for it, it is as calm as it is, and it also wants to rise from the ground and have a earth-shattering battle with the concentrating ancestor tree!

"Shameless!"

Ye Feng whispered in the main hall of the head.

He is working on the first volume of the Space Code, but he also knows what is happening outside.

I thought that the ancestors of the ancestors of the mind are old and prudent, but unexpectedly this is a chattering, and treacherous and cunning, a proper old man is not ashamed!

Tear it!

At this moment, the illusory "Space Code" in front of Ye Feng quickly collapsed, turning into countless white brilliance into his body, making him plunge into an inexplicable abyss.

"coming!"

He held his breath, his eyes widened.