Lu Haiqing came forward, invited Tan Ying to sit beside her, and smiled gently at Zhang Zheng.
Zhang Zheng found a random place and stood there knowingly, listening to the discussion without saying a word.
Lu Mingyi took out the mustard space containing the orchard and said: "This is the orchard we found. The orchard is floating in the air, and below is the abyss. The long tongue that is chasing us comes from the abyss."
Lu Haiqing asked: "Have you found any abnormalities in the orchard?"
"No." Lu Mingyi shook his head, "The orchard looks normal, and the fruits it produces are ordinary fruits. However, the fortune-seeking spoon is indeed pointing to this orchard."
"Take it out and look at it."
Lu Mingyi brushed the mustard seed space with one hand, and the next moment, hundreds of acres of orchards fell from the sky in front of him, falling heavily to the ground, stirring up yellow sand all over the sky.
After looking at it for a while, he didn't see anything unusual. Lu Haiqing suddenly turned to Lu Jiangli and said, "Jiang Li, come and take a look, have you discovered anything?"
Zhang Zheng subconsciously looked at Lu Jiangli, secretly guessing, could Lu Jiangli have any magical powers?
Soon, Lu Jiangli's actions answered her doubts.
I saw Lu Jiangli using his spiritual energy to draw symbols in mid-air with one hand, and his strokes were smooth and smooth.
Zhang Zheng was stunned. She actually saw something strange about this tree, but she didn't know if she could see what she had done.
Golden Palace, Mine.
Furthermore, they are all members of the Lu family, and it is better for the outstanding members of the family to gain opportunities than to have them taken away by others, so it is not a wasted trip.
The yellow fruit was handed over to Lu Haiqing, and Lu Jiangli added: "However, there are only seven fruits. It is up to Sister Haiqing to decide where these seven fruits should go."
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The air was silent for half a quarter of an hour, and the silence was broken by Lu Jiangli's words.
"Snapped--"
Lu Haiqing frowned, a little confused, and was about to say something, but saw that the yellow fruit in his hand melted directly into the palm of his hand like ice and snow melting,
The curses were rude and violent. Zhang Zheng glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw that it was that annoying guy again - the foreman in charge of this mine.
How can this be!
Several people looked at each other, and another person hesitated a little and said: "Why don't we go elsewhere to look for opportunities first? Sister Haiqing and the others don't know how long they will stay in there. There are still two levels to go."
The other three people were two women and one man. She had not heard their names and had no idea what their strength was.
But……
Everyone looked at the fruit tree she was looking at, and only then did they realize that something was really different.
Someone exclaimed: "Where are Fellow Daoist Tan and Fellow Daoist Zhang! Why can't they be seen?"
The monk with thick eyebrows and big eyes looked back at the Golden Palace plaque and asked: "What should we do now? Should we wait for Sister Haiqing and the others?"
There are only seven rough stones leading to the next level. It is still uncertain what the outcome will be for those who have not obtained the rough stones, whether they will be eliminated and left, or they will be trapped here forever.
As one of the people talked about by several people outside the Golden Palace, Zhang Zheng was immersed in waving a stone chisel, with a gray face and a gray face, digging for ore in the hard stone wall of the mountain.
However, judging from the other four people, the brown-dot ball picked out those who were more powerful among the group of people.
The light converged in the sky, and the yellow sand became empty, with not a single person in sight.
Zhang Zheng glanced at it and found that apart from Lu Haiqing, who had a small ball just now, she knew that among the selected people, there were Lu Mingyi, Lu Huancheng and Lu Jiangli.
The yellow fruit flew straight towards the six people, the pulp touching the skin and blending into it, while the brown-spotted ball was suspended in front of the six people.
The shadows in Xianyuntan Lake are long, and things change and the stars move several autumns.
Immediately afterwards, the fruit trees in the garden shook, and the plump fruits fell to the ground one after another. The remaining six yellow fruits turned into streams of light and flew toward the crowd.
How could they advance to the next level if they clearly don't have the original stone?
Unable to think of a reasonable explanation, the few people could only put aside their doubts for the time being and turned into a few streamers of light and flew into the clouds to trail the sunset.
Before Lu Haiqing and others could react, the turbulent orchard had turned into nothingness and returned to the yellow sand.
"Hurry up! Mom killed me. If you don't work hard for me, how dare you be lazy? I'll kill them all for you."
Several people looked at each other with wide eyes. There were thousands of possibilities, but the biggest possibility was that they stayed in the Golden Palace and entered the next level like Lu Haiqing and the others.
She was glad in her heart. Fortunately, she already had a small brown-dot ball. Otherwise, there were many monks in the upper realm here who were stronger than her, and they might not be able to pick her off.
The long whip cut through the sky, and the barbs on the whip spread out. It hit the back of an old man with a hunched back, and penetrated into the flesh with a "pop" sound. The barbs cut through the thin clothes on the back, gouging out the thin clothes until only one layer of skin was left.
Flesh, bloody red flesh flying around.
They came to Chuanxian Palace this time just for the opportunity to pass on the inheritance. There is no reason why they would not take a bite of the duck in their mouth.
It wasn't until the six people stretched out their hands that the ball fell into their hands.
"There's something strange about that fruit tree."
Lu Jiangli flew forward and reached out to pick off a fruit. The peel was bright yellow and thin. She held it up to indicate, "There are brown spots in the center of this fruit. From what I can see with my spiritual eyes, there is a group of spiritual light gathered here. It should be the fruit."
The rough stones we need to find in the desert."
"I hope Sister Haiqing and the others can have a smooth trip and don't let anything happen again."
They have lost too many relatives in the desert, and these are the new forces of the Lu family.
The strong wind stirred up the yellow sand, and the sky seemed to open a curtain, and dazzling light penetrated the clouds and fell on everyone present, covering their whole bodies.
After reaching a consensus, they took one last look at the Golden Palace and were about to fly away when their thoughts suddenly changed and they grasped something key.
Almost all the fruit trees in the garden were full of fruits, but this tree had only a few dozen fruits.
A small ball with mottled brown spots lay quietly in the palm of my hand.
Everyone looked at Lu Haiqing again.
Fu Cheng fell into the palm of his other hand and wiped it across his closed eyes. The next moment, his eyes suddenly opened, and bright light flashed, like the sun, and his gaze swept across the orchard inch by inch.
What he said makes sense.
Seeing this, the other people had different expressions, some were shocked, some were lost, some were angry, but they all calmed down in the end.
"Well--"
Outside the Golden Palace, ten figures suddenly appeared, and they were the unselected ones among the Lu family monks.
They also knew that they were not strong enough, so it was normal that they failed to get the brown dot ball this time.
They looked at each other in shock. At this time, no one among them had the right to speak.
The old man's painful groan was suppressed in his throat, and he fell forward uncontrollably. His forehead happened to hit the stone chisel used for mining, staining it bright red.
Zhang Zheng paused and subconsciously tried to help the old man up, but the thin woman beside him grabbed his arm.
What held her was a pair of dark arms as thin as bamboo poles. The woman's numb eyes looked directly at her. She shook her head and murmured almost inaudibly, "Don't go, you will die."
Zhang Zheng lowered his eyes dejectedly, held the stone chisel again, and forced himself not to look at the miserable situation over there.
Chapter completed!