Prehistoric: I taught the Holy Infant, Nuwa cried and begged to be my mother

Tongtian shook his head and smiled

"I was almost led astray by fellow Taoist Zhen Yuanzi. The little guy hadn't even opened his eyes yet, and his spiritual intelligence was still unclear. How could he know that this was a human-shaped spiritual fruit?"

Thinking like this, Master Tongtian opened his mouth to say something, but Zhen Yuanzi's voice sounded again.

"Fellow Taoist Tongtian, how about you and I use magic power to melt the red ginseng fruit into juice and feed it to this kid?"

"Uh~! That’s fine!"

Anyway, the ginseng fruit is yours, you can feed the little guy how you like!

Thinking of this, Tongtian summoned a ginseng fruit with his magic power.

The power of the saint quietly acted on this ginseng fruit, but it turned into a ginseng fruit that looked very much like a baby. There are drops of sweet spiritual liquid.

In this ginseng juice, endless vitality emerges, which is enough for monks to absorb thousands of years of innate spiritual energy!

No wonder a mortal can become an immortal by eating one, there is such a pure and thick essence in the ginseng fruit Innate spiritual energy, even if you don't become an immortal, you can't live for thousands of years, and you can't afford this pure and thick innate spiritual energy and vitality!

Drops of spiritual liquid were transported to Chu Xiao's mouth, and he gave a drop of it tentatively.

But on the third day, Chu Xiao, who was swimming freely in the sea of ​​seven souls, suddenly felt a majestic power of vitality pouring into his whole body. Even his already powerful soul took on a new look! Exuding endless vitality! It was like a new life.!

Where does such a strong vitality come from?

Chu Xiao used his spiritual consciousness to look around and saw Tongtian hugging him, and there was a Taoist with a kind face and unpredictable cultivation beside him.

"Is this Taoist Zhen Yuanzi? It is actually rare and the same as described in previous lives!"

"The little baby floating around me could be the legendary ginseng fruit, right?!"

Chu Xiao looked at Zhen Yuanzi and the ginseng fruit in surprise, secretly guessing whether he had just been fed a ginseng fruit.

Chu Xiao ate a ginseng fruit and noticed the vitality in it. He couldn't help but stick out his little tongue to wipe the remaining ginseng fruit from the corner of his mouth. Licking the juice clean.

Tongtian was overjoyed when he saw this. It actually worked. It seemed that the disciple of the deity liked the taste of ginseng fruit.

Thinking of this, Tongtian once again used the power of the saint to smelt all the remaining two ginseng fruits. Turned into juice.

When Chu Xiao saw the ginseng juice, he immediately activated his innate magical power - swallowing.

Slip.

The ginseng juice floating in the air seemed to be attracted by a suction force.

It was sucked into Chu Xiao's mouth bit by bit, like eating noodles. Same.

Chu Xiao slapped his mouth, but he still had more to say.

"Why does this ginseng fruit have no taste... No wonder Zhu Bajie didn't taste anything in Journey to the West. It turns out that the ginseng fruit itself is colorless and tasteless, and is just delicious.

But this is not important. The most important thing is that this majestic power of vitality seems to have a great benefit to my soul!"

Chu Xiao recalled the taste of drinking ginseng juice, and was quite disappointed that the ginseng fruit had no taste.

But that's right, only colorless and tasteless is the taste that fruits from innate spiritual roots should have.

As long as there is even a little bit of taste, then It’s no longer about the rank of innate.

The Great Dao is intangible and without quality. Recently, the innate things of the Great Dao are basically three-no products, which are intangible, qualityless and tasteless.

Zhen Yuanzi frowned slightly and was stunned.

"This guy has a really good appetite, and he just lost three ginseng fruits."Zhen Yuanzi stroked his beard and smiled, seeming to be very interested in Chu Xiao.

"Looking at it, it seems that three ginseng fruits haven't fed it enough. When I come to get a few more, it will definitely be able to eat and drink enough."

Zhen Yuanzi slapped the floating dust again, and several ginseng fruits flew over, turned into juice and fed it into Chu Xiao's mouth.

Little did he know, the corners of Tongtian Cult Leader's mouth rose imperceptibly.

"Do you have a really good appetite?"

"Old friend, old friend, the little guy has more than a good appetite, as you will soon find out!"

"Don’t blame me for deceiving you!"

Tongtian Cult Leader thought so.

Time flies, and soon the sun rises.

However, at this time, the ginseng fruit tree is already empty, and Chu Xiao still looks like he is not full.

……

Zhen Yuanzi was a little confused.

His eyelids were twitching, and the corners of his mouth were twitching one after another.

After Zhen Yuanzi fed Chu Xiao some ginseng fruits, he found that Chu Xiao still didn't look full.

Ordinary immortals, after eating two or three, their spiritual energy will be all over the body, and their vitality will be overwhelming.

But Chu Xiao showed no signs of being full, which really made Zhen Yuanzi disbelieving, so he continued to pick ginseng fruits to feed Chu Xiao until he was full.

But in the end, the ginseng fruit tree was empty, and Chu Xiao still looked like he wanted to continue eating.

Zhen Yuanzi's heart ached a little for the loss of the ginseng fruit.

After all, there were only thirty ginseng fruits in nearly ten thousand years, and they were eaten up by a human baby... It really made the already poor Wuzhuangguan even worse.

This Tao has really become a poor Tao. Does this Tao need to practice for a period of time and keep silent? Speaking out will cause disaster.

In the end, Zhen Yuanzi smiled bitterly and shook his head.

Forget it, it's just some ginseng fruits. It's not like I ate my ginseng fruit tree. At worst, it won't bear fruit again for nine thousand years.

A mere nine thousand years, to this Dao, is just a blink of an eye.

Tongtian stood aside, feeling a little embarrassed when he saw Chu Xiao finishing so many ginseng fruits in just a few clicks.

After all, he also knows that the ginseng fruit tree can only bear thirty fruits at a time, and its cycle lasts for nine thousand years.

"Old friend, when it comes to generosity, it has to be you!"

"And ginseng fruit is indeed the fruit produced on the ginseng fruit tree, one of the top ten innate spiritual roots in ancient times. It contains a huge breath of life and is extremely beneficial to little ones!"

"emmmm... If I come here every time in the future, my old friend Zhen Yuanzi’s ginseng fruit is ripe……"

Thinking of this, Tongtian turned his burning eyes to Zhen Yuanzi.

Zhen Yuanzi was still grieving the loss of the ginseng fruit, when suddenly Yuanshen felt Tongtian's cannibalistic gaze and shuddered violently.

Fellow Taoist Tongtian looked at what I was doing, maybe the ginseng fruit was in my mind.

Zhen Yuanzi complained secretly and had a headache.

The ginseng fruit can only produce thirty berries at a time. It is specially used by Pindao to entertain fellow Taoists, but cannot be reserved in advance by Tongtian.

Tongtian wanted to ask for the next fruit produced by the ginseng tree, and exchange it with other treasures of heaven and earth.

But before Tongtian could say anything, Zhen Yuanzi made the first move and said,"This guy can suck ginseng fruit, and maybe he also likes other innate spiritual fruits. Why don't Fellow Taoist Tongtian take out a few to try?"