"Very good, that's what I had in mind."
Jun Mohuang glanced at the old turtle with admiration. His method spoke to her heart.
She was also planning to solve the problem of too few skills for Qianhuan Academy when she left.
After all, a five-star power with only nine techniques is too shabby.
Lao Gui received Jun Mohuang's praise and looked at Lord Yin Yue proudly.
Lord Yin Yue snorted and rolled his eyes secretly.
The Kung Fu tree absorbs the blood of cultivators so that it can tailor the Kung Fu techniques for people.
It can make the skill tree grow the non-customized skills required by Qianhuan Academy for a hundred years in two days, bragging!
However, in front of Jun Mohuang, Lord Yinyue did not dare to say these words, otherwise he would maliciously hope that his master's wish would fail.
Jun Mohuang summoned the Kung Fu tree. He didn't know what it was, but he was shocked when he saw it.
Ah Miao has grown up now, and usually still appears in the shape of a shrunken bean sprout.
Its two small green leaves, which were originally green and crystal clear, turned into yellow and drooped listlessly.
The small green bean sprout trunks have also become thin and yellow, giving the whole appearance of malnutrition.
Jun Mohuang poked its two small leaves: "Ah Miao, why did you become such a ghost?"
"Master, I am so miserable..."
Amiao hugged Jun Mohuang's fingers with two yellow leaves and began to cry loudly.
Poor A Miao has been in a state of constant vomiting since she learned the truth about Silver Moon Spring.
There is no way, the truth about Silver Moon Spring is so disgusting!
After vomiting for so many days, the body was over-exhausted, and it changed from a small seedling with green roots to a malnourished bean sprout.
Amiao cried hoarsely, and crystal tears kept flowing from its two yellow leaves.
It hugged Jun Mohuang's fingers and cried until its little body trembled. It was so pitiful.
Lord Yinyue was very embarrassed when he saw this. Hey, hey, ambergris itself is a precious treasure of heaven and earth.
Other races came to trade with the dragons for ambergris saliva, but they were reluctant to give it to them.
But when he thought about himself continuously taking other people's saliva without knowing it, Lord Yinyue also felt disgusted.
"Little friend Amiao, don't cry. Old Turtle has a lot of wood element essence and there is a way to help you recover."
When the old turtle saw this, he stretched out his paw and patted A Miao kindly.
"Essence of wood element, Senior Ghost, you are so kind."
Ah Miao twitched, finally stopped crying, and looked at the old turtle gratefully.
The wood element essence is extremely precious. Even Jun Mohuang doesn't have this stuff. It can just replenish the body and return it to normal.
The old turtle was willing to take out the wood element essence. In A Miao's eyes, it was just a big, good turtle.
But it turns out that Amiao is so naive.
"I'm not as unreliable as some loaches. Don't worry, Old Turtle, my wood element essence is absolutely hygienic and not disgusting."
The old turtle chuckled, stretched out his claws and rubbed it back and forth on his black turtle shell several times, and finally rolled out a dark green ball as big as an egg.
Lao Gui raised the dark green meatball to Amiao: "Little friend Amiao, this is Lao Gui's wood element essence. It's freshly baked. Eat it quickly."
"Wow… "
There were countless cries running through Amiao's heart, and she cried louder.
It is said to be more reliable than Yinyuequan, absolutely hygienic and not disgusting!
Completed update today. . .
(End of chapter)