Chapter 301: News of Tianyin Fruit

The two walked out of the courtyard and quickly blended into the crowd.

Luo Qiang's eyes flickered, as if he wanted to say something, but he hesitated, as if it was difficult to speak.

Wutian said lightly: "You can choose to stay, I won't force you."

He could understand Luo Qiang's thoughts at a glance. It was hard to reunite with his father and get this long-lost love, but he was about to leave before he could enjoy it. He still couldn't accept it for a while.

In fact, this is not his fault, Wutian admits that if it is him, he will do the same.

"If there is no Master, my mother's vengeance may never be repaid. If there is no Master, the disciple may still be a helpless, wandering, struggling wretch. The Master has the grace of rebuilding the disciple. Disciples will never forget their kindness, so wherever the master goes, the disciples will go!"

The appearance of Wutian changed Luo Qiang's life. He is grateful to Dade. Similarly, he, who lived in a corner since he was a child, also wanted to go to the outside world to see the talented Junyan outside.

"I don't need you to repay your kindness, just think about it yourself", after saying something, Wutian didn't say anything, and went straight to the palace where Luo Chengyou was.

On the way, it will naturally attract a lot of eyes, all curious and shocked.

It has been two days since the battle of the Tianyang Tribe, and everyone is still talking about it with relish. Now that they see me, they all have their eyes wide open, with respect and awe, looking at this god-like existence.

For this kind of gaze and discussion, Wutian ignored it. Not long after, he came to Luo Chengyou's hall.

As soon as Wutian arrived in the tribe, Luo Chengyou had already received the news, so he waited here in advance, when he saw Wutian, he immediately went up to greet him, and said with a smile: "Brother Wutian, you are finally here, I thought you had already left It's over."

Wutian arched his hands: "Departure is for sure, but before leaving, can I ask Patriarch Luo for a favor."

Luo Chengyou's face sank, and he said: "Brother Wutian, what you said is outrageous. Based on your great kindness and virtue to me and the Nanshan tribe, as long as it is not against the sky, you can open your mouth. I will say half of it." If you don't write, you will be punished by God."

Wutian smiled faintly: "Clan Chief Luo is serious. What I want to ask is very simple. There is a tribe named Tantai in Yichongtian. They have some connections with me, so I hope that Patriarch Luo can help them when they are in crisis. Time to help."

"So it's just this, okay, tomorrow I'll send two seniors, five juniors, and ten juniors to the Tantai Tribe to permanently station," Luo Chengyou readily agreed.

"So, on behalf of the Tantai Tribe, I will thank you in advance." Wutian cupped his hands, sat on a seat, thought for a while, and asked, "I wonder if Patriarch Luo has heard of Tianyin fruit?"

"Heavenly Yin Fruit?" After pondering for a while, Luo Chengyou frowned and said, "Brother Wutian is talking about the imperial medicine that can bring the dead back to life, the Tianyin Tree?"

"Imperial Medicine? Tianyin Tree?" Now, Wutian was puzzled.

Luo Chengyou looked at him deeply, and said that the Tianyin tree is the only imperial medicine in the seventh heaven, but this is just a legend and has not been confirmed.

It is said that this tree blooms for a thousand years, bears fruit for a thousand years, and matures for a thousand years. After it is mature, if it is not picked in time within an hour, it will automatically disappear. And if it is successfully picked, after the woman takes it, not only can she be brought back to life, but she can also activate the Heavenly Yin Evil Physique. On the contrary, if a man takes it, his soul will be destroyed and his real body will be melted.

In other words, Tianyin fruit is only useful for women, but for men, it is a hot potato.

"Yes, this is it!"

Wutian was excited, his hands were clenched into fists, his body was trembling slightly, and he asked eagerly: "Clan Chief Luo, have you ever heard of where the Tianyin tree appeared?"

"Brother Wutian, you may be disappointed. The Tianyin tree is just a legend, and no one has ever seen it with their own eyes." After Luo Chengyou finished speaking, he glanced at Wutian and saw his desolate and dejected expression. Useful.

So, after pondering for a while, Luo Chengyou said: "Brother Wutian, don't be discouraged. Although no one has seen the Tianyin tree, there has been news about this object. According to the news, this object appeared in the eighth heaven. Pass".

"Really?!" Wutian suddenly stood up, surprised and excited.

Luo Chengyou shook his head: "I'm not sure whether it's true or not. People who believe in the seventh heaven are not sure. If, I mean if, if the Tianyin tree is really in the eighth heaven, with the current strength of brother Wutian , even if you successfully enter, you may not be able to get it."

"Why?" Wutian was suspicious.

"Brother Wutian has also heard that the Jueyin ruins are the cemetery of ancient gods and demons. Moreover, I guess my brother is also guessing why there is no news about ancient gods and demons in the entire Seventh Heaven."

Wutian nodded.

Luo Chengyou looked solemn, and said: "Because the real burial place of ancient gods and demons is in the eighth heaven!"

This news, even the patriarchs of the first-level tribes in the entire seventh heaven, few people know, let alone Wutian, who was stunned on the spot.

Luo Chengyou said slowly, "The cemetery of ancient gods and demons, no one knows where it came from, and no one knows how long it has existed, but it really exists.

Three thousand years ago, a senior once went in, but he died within a few days after he came out, and he didn't reveal a single word about the contents inside, except that he must not enter the eighth heaven.

This person's death was very strange, without warning, and countless people were speculating. Some people said that he was killed by the undead of gods and demons. Some said that there were living gods and demons in the eighth heaven. Be murdered...

Although these are just conjectures, everyone chose to believe in what they have rather than in nothing. Since then, no one has dared to enter the eighth heaven. "

Wutian heard the words, sat back on the seat, and frowned tightly. What Luo Chengyou said might be exaggerated, but there must be some truth in it.

No matter who heard the word gods and demons, they couldn't help but shudder, and he was no exception.

Luo Qiang said solemnly: "Master, no matter whether it is true or not, as long as you go, the disciples are willing to follow along."

Wutian pretended not to hear, and lowered his head in thought.

Luo Chengyou asked in a low voice: "Qiang'er, brother Wutian agreed to accept you as an apprentice?"

Luo Qiang nodded: "My child wants to venture into the outside world, and even more want to visit the ancestral land. Father will not disagree!"

"Of course my father will not refuse, but brother Wutian is going to the cemetery of gods and demons. Although my father has never actually been to this place, I know from the rumors that it is not a good place, so you should think clearly." Luo Chengyou A long way.

Luo Qiang smiled sassyly: "If you don't experience wind, rain and ups and downs, how can you become a frightening strong man, children are not afraid!"

"Since you have made up your mind, I will not persuade you anymore as a father, but you have to remember, if you really return to the ancestral land, don't forget that there is still an old father and sister waiting for you..."

As he spoke, Luo Chengyou's eyes were moist. He had just met the child for a few days, and he hadn't had time to make up for his past debts. Now he was about to be separated again, and it might be a permanent separation. He was really sad in his heart.

But this is the child's choice, and he can't stop it, so he can only pray silently in his heart.

At this time, Wutian raised his head, his voice was a little hoarse: "Patriarch Luo, I would like to ask, which senior from three thousand years ago, where did he live when he was alive?"

Luo Chengyou knew Wutian's thoughts at a glance, sighed secretly in his heart, and said frankly: "The time is too long, the exact place has long been lost in the long river of history, I only know that the predecessor is Wei Han, if you really want to find it, You can go to Jinyuan Mountains to have a look, if you are lucky, you may find something.”

"Where is the Jinyuan Mountain Range?"

Luo Chengyou thought for a while and said, "It's in the fifth heaven, about five million miles away from here, in the northwest direction."

"Luo Qiang, you stay here first and reunite with your family. I will pick you up after I go to the Jinyuan Mountains." Before Luo Chengyou could finish speaking, Wutian's figure had disappeared, and this sentence remained, echoed in the hall.

The Jinyuan Mountain Range is vast and boundless, with overlapping mountains. At first glance, the entire mountain range looks like a pile of gold, glowing with golden brilliance, extremely dazzling!

Wutian didn't stop, and it took five days to come to the sky above this mountain range in one breath, looking down at the continuous mountain range, and his perception extended, searching every inch of the land.

Wei Han is the only person who has entered the eighth floor, and he may have left some information during his lifetime. Although this is just a wild guess, he still has to try to see if he can find some clues, even if there is only one clue. A little bit is fine.

The force of the wind was gushing, and the speed was expanded to the extreme, avoiding some terrifying beasts. Just like this, Wutian searched for ten days in a row. Finally, on an inconspicuous low mountain, he found a wave of soul power.

That's right, it's the fluctuation of soul power.

Is Wei Han a Forbidden Master?

With this thought in mind, Wutian landed on a low mountain. This mountain is not big, about two hundred feet wide, but not more than three hundred feet wide. It is overgrown with bushes, weeds are luxuriant, and there are dozens of small trees as thick as an arm. Swaying in the wind.

This place is very desolate, in this majestic mountain, it is very inconspicuous, and it is easy to be overlooked.

But Wutian believed in his own perception, because along the way, every place and every mountain was basically full of flying insects and monsters, but this place was as quiet as a dead place.

Wandering in the forest, after a while, Wutian stopped in front of a bush that was ten feet deep, his eyes flickered, and he caught a trace of darkness from the tiny gap in the bush.

And that wave of soul power became more and more intense.

Wutian swung his palm away, and the power gushed out. With a bang, the bushes immediately turned into fly ash, revealing a dark hole, and on the hole, a thin light curtain emerged from the impact of the force. With a faint awn.

"It's really a restriction!" Wutian was surprised, and this restriction is quite extraordinary, after three thousand years of tempering, it can still block his blow.

He stepped forward and put his palm on the light curtain. After careful perception, he determined that this restriction was an eighth-level restriction.

For Wutian, whose soul power has already reached the king rank, the eighth-level restraint naturally couldn't trap him, and he broke through the restraint in less than half a quarter, but he didn't go in immediately, but summoned the fire of his heart out. , suspended above the head, and then walked in slowly.