Unsurpassed Martial Saint

Chapter 151 Feather Jade Pendant
On the branch as wide as a square, many sect disciples appeared one after another. When there were about a hundred people, the peaceful wishing tree finally responded, emitting a light like starlight of green glow.

"Ok?"

Qin Yi felt the change of the wishing tree, so he immediately opened his eyes and looked at the wishing tree, which was only one person tall, as if he saw a person, but it was indeed a tree, an ancient tree A tree, just this tree, has the same spirituality as a human being.

"Sincerity leads to spirit."

Xu Mengyu next to her also opened her icy eyes, said something coldly, then stood up slowly, continuing to wait for something.

"Oh."

Although Qin Yi didn't understand it very well, he nodded and followed Xu Mengxuan to stand up without asking any further questions.

At this time, the sect disciples near the wishing tree all stood up, showing a look of great anticipation.

gradually……

The green glow of the wishing tree disappeared.

A sect disciple ran over immediately, stood in awe in front of the wishing tree, and gently placed the emerald sycamore leaf in his hand on the bottom one of the only three branches on the wishing tree. Live emerald sycamore leaves.

Before Qin Yi could react, he saw the emerald sycamore leaves slowly blending into the branches, and a brand new leaf grew on the top branch of the wishing tree.

After that, the sect disciple closed his eyes.

After a while, the disciple of the sect opened his eyes and picked off the brand new leaf. When the leaf just left the branch, there was a strange change. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a pill.

"Turn Eight True Pill?!"

Although Qin Yi didn't know what the elixir was, he could be sure that it was an eight-turn real elixir, and on the surface of the real elixir, there were obvious eight-way elixir lines.

A pill pattern represents a turn.

"Thirteen? Turn eight?"

In Qin Yi's mind, he thought quickly, and he could see that there was a number "thirteen" on the emerald sycamore leaf of that sect disciple.

"Make a wish? Do you need an equal exchange?"

Qin Yi had some doubts in his heart, but he was not anxious, and planned to observe for a while.

"Sincerity, Zeling?"

After that, Qin Yi thought of Xu Mengxuan's reminder again, and couldn't help but glance at Xu Mengxuan's back.

Feeling Qin Yi's gaze, Xu Mengxuan said coldly without looking back, "No."

"No?"

Qin Yi was taken aback for a moment, probably meaning "unspeakable", and said, "Thank you."

The disciple of the sect who got the eight-rank true pill was elated, and quickly bowed to the wishing tree to express his most sincere gratitude, and then quickly turned and left, otherwise he would be killed by the gaze behind him.

So, one after another, the disciples of the sect stepped forward to make a wish.

However, Qin Yi soon discovered that although some sect disciples got some things, they were not worth much, or even had no effect at all, such as a tael of gold, a one-turn real pill, and so on.

Qin Yi also saw that there were some sect disciples who got nothing and had to leave unwillingly in the end.

"How is this going?"

Qin Yi couldn't help thinking seriously.

"Sincere, Zeling?"

Qin Yi murmured, then took out his emerald sycamore leaf, looked at the "78" on it, stared intently, and became thoughtful.

Unknowingly, there were fewer and fewer sect disciples who hadn't made a wish, leaving only Liu Fu and a few Liu family disciples, as well as Qin Yi and Xu Mengyu.

"I see……"

Suddenly, after carefully observing the expressions and reactions of the disciples of the major sects, Qin Yi finally understood what Xu Mengxuan said about "sincerity leads to spirit".

To make a wish, you can make any wish, but the value of this wish should be consistent with the number on the emerald sycamore leaf as much as possible.

In everyone's mind, the value of this emerald sycamore leaf is different. Only the closer the value of the wish is to the emerald sycamore leaf, the easier it will be realized.

"Desire?!"

Qin Yi quickly figured out the key points.

Human desires can be unlimited, so making a wish can naturally appear infinite.

How to express and control one's own desires is what the wishing tree will test everyone.

A scale in my heart to weigh my desires.

Just when Qin Yi was thinking, Liu Wu and others also started to make wishes, but they all got some basically useless pills and martial arts.

At the scene, Liu Fu, Xu Mengxuan and Qin Yi were left without making a wish.

Liu Fu first glanced at Xu Mengxuan, then slowly walked towards the wishing tree.

"Huh? What is that?"

When Liu Fu plucked new leaves from the wishing tree, everyone's eyes fell on Liu Fu's hands in unison.

"It's the Nine-Turn True Pill!"

Soon, some sect disciples recognized what the elixir that Liu Fu got was.

"Really! He actually got the Nine Rank True Martial Pill, I'm so envious!"

The eyes of many sect disciples are full of envy and jealousy.

Nine-turn True Martial Pill, even in the Zongmen world, is a very precious pill. It takes nearly half a year to cultivate such a pill, so it is difficult to refine it in large quantities. Only one can be refined.

After a year, the major sects only have less than ten stocks in stock.

However, one can only take one Nine Rank True Martial Pill in one's lifetime. Once taken, even a person who has just cultivated to the late stage of the Ninth Level of Qi Dao can break through to the peak in three days.

For an outer disciple, the Nine Rank True Martial Pill is a panacea that is out of reach.

If Liu Fu took the Nine-Turn True Martial Pill, he would be able to break through to the middle stage of the Ninth Layer of Qi Dao. To become an inner sect disciple, it was like picking something out of a pocket, without too much difficulty.

Although there is only one word difference between outer disciples and inner disciples, there is a world of difference in terms of treatment.

Becoming an inner disciple is the only way to become a true disciple.

The sooner one becomes an inner disciple, the greater the possibility of becoming a true disciple.

Liu Fu enjoyed everyone's envious eyes very much. In this wish, what he got was the best, but he also knew that the number on his emerald sycamore leaf was 150 three. Naturally, what he got in the wish, It will be much better than other sect disciples.

In the end, Liu Fu bowed to the wishing tree, first glanced at Qin Yi with a hint of complacency in his eyes, and then looked at Xu Mengyu, as if to say, look, he got the approval of the wishing tree and got a precious one Rank Nine True Martial Pill, it shows that he is very good, and he is qualified to be worthy of Xu Mengxuan.

Although Liu Fu had thought about giving the Nine-Turn True Martial Pill to Xu Mengyu, he was still very reluctant in the end, not to mention that Xu Mengxuan no longer needed the Nine-Turn True Martial Pill.

Xu Mengxuan didn't seem to see Liu Fu's gaze, so she walked towards the wishing tree.

"I don't know what Fairy Mengyu will get?"

When everyone saw that Xu Mengxuan was finally going to make a wish, they couldn't help feeling a burst of anticipation in their hearts. After all, Xu Mengxuan got the most wishing sycamore leaves, maybe less than two hundred, but it was about the same.

Xu Mengxuan didn't care about everyone's gaze, walked to the wishing tree, paused, but did a completely different action from other sect disciples, knelt down slowly, as if kneeling was hers Her parents, her master, looked very respectful and sincere.

"Boom boom boom!"

Before everyone could react, Xu Mengxuan sincerely kowtowed three times.

"What is the fairy going to do?!"

There was a burst of doubt in everyone's mind, even if it was to make a wish, there was no need to do so.

After that, Xu Mengyu stood up slowly, and then put the emerald sycamore leaf in her hand on the lowermost tree branch.

After a while, the emerald sycamore leaf with the words "250 six" disappeared, and a brand new leaf grew out from the top tree branch.

"so many?!"

Everyone was shocked when they saw the numbers on the emerald sycamore leaves, but everyone's attention immediately fell on the brand new leaves in Xu Mengyusu's hands.

"What will it be?!"

Everyone is looking forward to it.

I saw the brand new leaf, which soon turned into a piece of emerald green jade pendant, shaped like a feather, only the size of a thumb.

"Yuanpin Lingbao?!"

Many sect disciples couldn't see what the feathery jade pendant in Xu Mengxuan's hand was, but very few discerning sect disciples still vaguely guessed what it was, but they never thought that the wishing tree could really come true such a wish.

Spiritual treasures like the Qiankun Bag belong to genuine products, and their level is comparable to that of real weapons or mortal martial arts. The higher-level ones are yuan-grade spiritual treasures.

Yuanpin Lingbao, as the name suggests, is a real treasure related to Yuandao Realm, which contains powerful laws, and its level is the same as that of Yuanqi or spirit-level martial arts.

Even in the Zongmen world, true disciples may not necessarily be able to have a Yuanpin Lingbao.

As for the function of the feather-shaped jade pendant in Xu Mengxuan's hand, only she would know.

Xu Mengxuan glanced at the feather-shaped jade pendant in his hand, although he didn't smile, his cold eyes were still cold, but there was a trace of satisfaction and joy.

Seeing that only his own was left, Qin Yi walked slowly towards the wishing tree.

Xu Mengxuan glanced at Qin Yi before walking aside and waiting quietly. Although she had no expression on the surface and was still as cold as frost, she still had an inexplicable expectation in her heart.

She hoped that she was not mistaken.

Soon, Qin Yi stood in front of the wishing tree.

"Junior Qin Yi, I have met senior."

Qin Yi stood for a long time, opened his mouth, and said something softly, only he could hear it.

The wishing tree seemed to hear Qin Yi's voice, and the leaves moved slightly.

"What are they doing?"

When everyone saw that Qin Yi hadn't moved for a long time, they became even more puzzled. Although they didn't want to admit it, they couldn't deny it. They were still looking forward to it. After all, Qin Yi got a lot of wishing sycamore leaves, no less than a hundred pieces.

"It is estimated that those wishing sycamore leaves will be wasted, what a pity..."

　I've been stuck in the plot recently, and I need to sort it out. The update is a bit slow, please forgive me.

　　
　
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