When red fruits were born on the old tree, the people of Mangshan shouted thunderously, and the sound waves became stronger. Some beat their chests and stamped their feet and cried, some shouted with excitement, and some kept kneeling down. It seemed that everyone's nerves became abnormal.

Su Tang unexpectedly thought that the local people in Mangshan had such a violent reaction. His original idea was very simple. Xiao Budian told him in his brain that the old tree could produce spiritual fruits, so he asked Xiao Budian to save the old tree. After the spiritual fruits were produced, he picked a few and gave them to the little girl to please him, and don’t follow him with such resentment. He felt pressured, and listened to Bao Bei’s voice, this spiritual tree had special significance to the surviving clan. Rescuing the old tree could also be regarded as repaying the other party’s bow gift, proving that Su Tang was affectionate and righteous.

Su Tang grinned. His position with the old tree coincided with each other. It seemed that the people from Mangshan seemed to be kneeling down to him, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.

Su Tang slowly rose up, picked a few red fruits, then fell in front of the little girl, and handed the red fruits over with her smile.

The crowd became quiet, and their eyes fell on Su Tang and the little girl.

The little girl looked at the red fruit in Su Tang's palm. She grew up in the village and naturally knew the legend of the spiritual tree. She was not enough in small brains. Didn't it mean that the spiritual tree would only bloom and bear fruit every three or five years? And at most, more than a dozen red fruits were born. Only the most powerful and most potential practitioners in the clan are qualified to take them... How could they bear so many fruits?

In terms of actual function, the value of the Extreme Ice Bow must be more than a few red fruits, but the little girl could not make an accurate assessment. However, she also knew that accepting these red fruits means forgiveness, or not to collect them? She was a little unwilling to accept them, not to collect them, and was also a little jealous.

"Diandian" Bao Bei shouted, then nodded vigorously. Although the spiritual tree produced many red fruits, underage children like Baodian could not get a share. Even if Bao Santong was the leader of the clan, he would never dare to use his power for personal gain in this regard. He looked at it countless pairs of eyes. If Su Tang gave Zhu Guo to Baodian, it would be natural. After all, the spiritual tree was saved by Su Tang.

Bao Diandian finally grabbed the fruit in Su Tang's palm, and Su Tang also breathed a sigh of relief. At this moment, Bao Santong squeezed in from outside the crowd, and his voice was a little choked: "Young Master Su, the Great Elder, please invite me."

"Okay." Su Tang said, then turned around and greeted Baolan, and walked out with big strolls. He was eager to leave here as soon as possible.

Back in the dome cave, under the guidance of the maid, he walked into the colorful stone chamber again. The skinny old man sat on the cushion and looked at Su Tang with a smile. Perhaps he was used to it. In Su Tang's eyes, the old man's face was no longer as ugly as before.

"Are you looking for me?" Su Tang asked.

"Sit down." The old man said, "My friend, you seem to be a little uncomfortable."

"What to adapt to?" Su Tang was stunned.

"Accept their cheers and love." The old man smiled.

"I don't need it." Su Tang shook his head and left Kobayashi Castle. The first thing he had come into contact with was Miaodao Pavilion. His style of thinking and acting was also affected. He just wanted to quietly experience and quietly strengthen himself.

"Some things are not something you don't want to come if you don't need them." The old man shook his head and said, "For example, injuries and aging, who will need them? But when they come, you can't stop them."

Su Tang didn't say anything, and the old man said again: "This time, thank you for your help."

"You mean that spiritual tree?" Su Tang smiled: "You always take care of us juniors so much that we have to practice in the spiritual spring and donate the Bow of the Ice to me. If you don't do anything, how can we have the face to stay here?"

The old man sighed softly. Su Tang saved the vibrant tree, which had special significance to the surviving clan and himself. Decades ago, when the spiritual tree withered, he asserted that the fate of the spiritual tree was not extinct and that there would be a day to revive the dead in the future. However, after so long, the prophecy was not verified, and he had been in seclusion for a long time and never left the dome cave. His personal influence was no longer as good as before. Now that the spiritual tree was resurrected from the dead, his prestige in the clan would surely reach an unprecedented peak.

"The blessed land is good. No wonder the people from the three great heavenly gates practice so quickly. If I could practice in the spiritual spring for a year or two, I would probably be able to break through the bottleneck of the Grand Master." Su Tang sighed. In fact, he said more on purpose. Although the old man had always taken good care of himself, he was still a little alert.

"I'm afraid it won't work." The old man smiled and said, "I said just now that what you don't need may not come. What you want may not be able to get it.

"You...what does this mean?" Su Tang said in surprise.

"Tomorrow, I won't practice it for you." The old man said.

"You always want to drive us away?" Su Tang was puzzled. Why did he say it well just now, but something was wrong in the blink of an eye?

"My friend, I hope you can stay and keep you for the rest of your life." The old man laughed: "What a pity, things in the world are beyond your control."

Su Tang became increasingly puzzled, but the old man had closed his eyes and seemed to have entered into meditation.

The next morning, Su Tang and others washed up as usual, ate something, and were about to enter the dome cave. They saw Bao Santong and Bao Bei walking over quickly. Behind them were a group of strong men, and there was an acquaintance in the middle, which turned out to be Zong Yiye.

"Mr. Su, do you recognize this person?" Bao Santong asked loudly.

"I recognize it, I am a friend." Su Tang replied.

"Why are you here?" Wen Xiang was shocked. This was so competent. He was caught here by elopement.

Zong Yiye's lips squirmed for a moment, and he wanted to speak but stopped. His face turned gray and the warrior clothes on his body became ragged. It was obvious that he had suffered a lot these days.

"Then it's okay." Bao Santong said, then waved his hand. The strong men dispersed, and Bao Santong and Bao Bei also turned around and left. They already trust Su Tang very much, otherwise they would definitely keep someone staring at him.

Seeing that the Mangshan natives had left, Zong Yiye's eyes fell on Su Tang, which meant that Wen Xiang would drive Su Tang away too.

"Let me tell me, what's going on?" Wen Xiang said, and she had a vague premonition.

"Cough..." Zong Yiye coughed and glanced at Su Tang with the corners of his eyes.

"Don't you say it or not? Just go out if you don't say it," Wen Xiang shouted.

"Head, someone attacked our Xianxinzhai..." Zong Yiye had no choice but to speak and roughly told what happened that day.
Chapter completed!