The Original Seeker Chapter 802: Fruit

"Twelve? Yes, but only for the first ten years." Bai Mo thought for a while before agreeing to Isis's price, "I can stop an eighth-order for you."

"..."

Bai Mo's response was barely expected by her.

The value of Ziqing Medicine is unknown. This transaction is still a stage of mutual trial. Isis speculated that Bai Mo will figure out the general situation here in the first ten years of coming to Daochen Realm.

At that time, he will find that the price he has given is relatively fair.

The only uncertainty is the price that Daochenjie is willing to give.

"Unexpectedly, it led the wolf into the room." Isis looked at the white ink surrounded by layers of Daohua power, and couldn't help sighing lightly.

She originally planned to recruit a group of thugs from the lower faeries, so that no matter how they jumped, they were still under her control, but she did not expect to catch a shark after fishing.

Fortunately, the life span of this shark is not long. According to Isis, the white ink that has been so deeply infested by the power of Taoism normally lives at most 500 years.

Even if he has all kinds of sorrows, he will not be more than a thousand years old.

Furthermore, the life of the celestial being killed by Taoism will explode into a rich world based on the cultivation base of the mortal body after death. This is a precious wealth for everyone.

"By the way, let your men not get close to the range of 3 million kilometers over there."

Just as Isis was having the dream of picking up a corpse, Bai Mo gently awakened her from the dream, and pointed to a small spot that was completely invisible to ordinary human eyes.

She recalled the map nearby and realized that it was a place called Ghost Desert.

Ten thousand years ago, several super sects in Daochen Immortal Realm broke out in a battle of life and death on the location of that desert.

The Ghost Desert was originally the main altar of one of the sects, a piece of fairy family cave heaven and blessed land, but after that battle, it has completely turned into a dead place where countless souls haunt.

Except for a few casual cultivators who want to bet their lives on the battlefield of the ancient immortals, basically no one else will take the initiative to walk into that deserted ghost place.

Of course, although there are many wraiths in the ghost desert, they have no effect on the existence of Isis at the level, but she is fine and will not go there.

"Three million kilometers? What do you want to do?"

The body of Isis has been rooted in a corner of the Daochen Immortal Realm. Counting the part that extends underground, it covers an area of ​​about 100,000 kilometers.

At the same time, the worm body network went deep into the underground hundreds of thousands of meters, forcibly turning a piece of Daochen fairy world into one's own.

Not only that, the insect army under her command also occupies dozens of small worlds under Daochen Immortal Realm, but compared to Daochen Realm, which has many small worlds like stars, it is still only a drop in the bucket.

After all, even if it is the immortal that has existed in Daochen Immortal Realm for thousands of years, it may not really be clear how big this space layer is.

"I want to come over."

"..."

"Compared to your original world, the cultivation environment here is indeed much better."

The projection of Isis once descended on the earth through the body of Ceres, the cerebrum, and the barrenness on the other side of the earth also left a little impression on her.

The impoverishment in her eyes is not only the impoverishment of cultivation resources, but also the impoverishment of material distribution.

In the huge space, there are only a few small planets. Between the planets and the planets, hundreds of millions of kilometers have to be flown. The density of visible matter is so low that it can’t be compared with the Daochen Realm. Bai Mo chose to use the body It is normal to transfer to this world.

For every eighth-order existence, their ontological existence is too large to be added, and every move is ruining the world.

If it is not a battle of life and death, it is generally seldom sent out, and usually stays in the most suitable position for self-cultivation.

As for why she should choose a place where birds don't shit, like the ghost desert, she didn't plan to ask. Everyone has their own practice needs, so there is no need to talk shallowly.

……

In a blink of an eye, another ten days have passed.

"Finally reached..." Kirkov was the first to step out of the tunnel.

When he came out of the passage, there was a picturesque palace in front of him.

Red walls and green tiles, and there are also fruity melons, oranges, grapes and bananas everywhere...

"These things don't seem right." Ramdor, who then walked out of the tunnel, temporarily chose to let go of his prejudices to remind his old opponents.

The two are in a completely unfamiliar environment. It is a rational choice to hug a group temporarily.

"I know, but my ability also tells me that these melons and fruits do not have any toxins, and eating them can also improve the physical fitness very little."

"..." Ramdo knew that his old opponent has a perverted ability to identify talents. Even if it is a spiritual material that has never been seen before, as long as he glances at it, the effect is probably seven. Seven or eight.

"But the most urgent thing is to find him first and join others." Kirkov said.

"Has he been taken out of other people?"

"Otherwise? Can you put it together?"

"I can't think about it." A huge snake head leaned into the conversation between the two.

That is the Xuanwu that just arrived.

"..."

"We are waiting where we are."

"Good."

Half a day later, the projections of the 26 seventh-order existence of the empire were all concentrated in a magnificent hall.

"Are you here?"

"Otherwise?" Xu Xuanling pushed back Bai Mo's words, and she might still have this mentality in the presence.

Behind Bai Mo, there was also a beautiful girl, the image of the girl was exactly the same as everyone saw in the resonance altar before, with green hair, a white dress, and transparent wings.

"There are fruits~IndoMTL.com~Do you want to eat?" The girl gracefully picked up the fruits that were placed around and handed them to them with a smile.

The leader Kirkov didn't know whether to pick up or not for a while.

Let's take it, although my ability has shown that they are not only non-toxic, but also quite beneficial, no matter it is him, Ramdor and others, they always feel that something is wrong.

Don’t pick it up, the other party is a genuine eighth rank, don’t look at the weak and weak hands of those scallions, he’s pretty sure that they can’t use a few fingers for this group of clones to kill them, so it’s safe to do without giving face. Good fruit.

At this moment, he hates himself so much, why he is still so weak and is forced to make such an unusually contradictory choice.

"Don't embarrass them." Bai Mo reached out and gently wiped the fruit from Isis's hand with his hand.

Yes, it's erasing, just like erasing typos on paper with an eraser, not taking it away.

Kirkov felt relieved.

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