Chapter 557 Ginseng Fruit Spirit Island (Please Subscribe, Please Bookmark)

The soul card was like a bloodthirsty monster, directly generating an attraction to swallow up Sun Mingwang's essence and blood, and bursting out a burst of red light.

As the essence and blood merged with the soul card, the soul card, which was originally beating without any rules, now seemed to become an inseparable part of Sun Mingwang's body through some mysterious rules. The pulse and frequency of each beating were consistent with Sun Mingwang.

And as time passed, the communication and connection between one person and one card would become more in-depth, which was also the basis for the soul card to detect the life safety of the monks.

"Uncle, there is no problem with the quality of the soul card itself. It can be mass-produced, and the soul hall can be established to monitor the safety of the core members of the family."

About half an hour later, Sun Mingwang opened his eyes and showed an excited look. He opened his hands without any movement, and the soul card originally placed on the wooden chair immediately jumped into his hands.

"At least we must ensure that all the foundation-building cultivators in the family can refine a second-grade middle-grade soul tablet. Unfortunately, to withstand the power of the essence and blood of the Jindan cultivator, at least a second-grade upper-grade soul tablet is required. Huafeng, you must polish your cultivation as soon as possible and refine a second-grade upper-grade soul tablet as soon as possible. Mingzeng and Mingsheng are the family's support."

Since there is no doubt about the quality of the soul tablet, Sun Xunmu immediately expressed his agreement and determined the main tasks and goals of the weapon refining hall for a period of time.

"Please rest assured, uncle. According to the current situation, it only takes one year to ensure that each of the foundation-building cultivators in the family is equipped with a soul tablet. However, the second-grade upper-grade soul tablet is limited by the cultivation level, and it may be difficult to complete it in a short time."

Sun Huafeng showed an embarrassed look on his face, especially when he said the last sentence, it turned into a deep red color like a monkey's butt.

Of course, this is also based on the actual situation. If you pat your chest and guarantee it because you have refined a second-grade middle-grade soul tablet, you will not get the trust of the family.

"The family will increase its investment in the weapon refining hall in the future, which also includes some spiritual pills to assist in cultivation. I hope you can advance to the fourth level of foundation building as soon as possible and complete the two most important soul cards for the family soul hall."

Sun Xunmu did not continue to ask, but instead gave a substantial reward. The bulk of the investment in the weapon refining hall would naturally be used on him, the only second-level lower-grade weapon refiner.

"Grandson promises to complete the task, please rest assured, uncle."

Sun Mingsheng was naturally unaware of the changes in the family base camp. At this time, he and the Bai family ancestor had appeared together near the spiritual island where the two-headed ginseng fruit was found.

After the two of them joined forces to kill the golden crab and the three green fish, they had a relatively clear understanding of their respective cultivation. When they were satisfied with each other, they began to move towards the depths of the endless sea.

Although Sun Mingsheng had not been condensing the golden elixir for a long time, his combat power and combat experience were quite solid, and he could fight a monster of the same level without losing the upper hand.

As for the Bai family ancestor, he is naturally the best among his peers. He has been patiently honing his third-level Jindan cultivation for many years and has reached the peak. His complete range of magic weapons has a direct effect on improving his combat effectiveness.

As long as there are no late-stage Jindan or third-level superior monsters when the two ginseng fruits are ripe, even a mid-stage Jindan cultivator is not without a chance of winning when the two join forces.

Of course, from the sea area where the two hunted golden crabs and three green fish to the Ginseng Fruit Spirit Island, which is almost in the deep sea, under the guidance of the sea chart, the journey was not smooth sailing. During this period, they encountered and fought with several strange third-level monsters.

These battles are naturally won and lost, but because the cultivators and monsters have not been prepared, the spoils are naturally very few. As long as one side is at a disadvantage and wants to escape, there is no time to use some powerful means.

"Ancestor, is this the Ginseng Fruit Spirit Island? Where the two-headed ginseng fruit is?"

Sun Mingsheng looked at the small, undulating, rocky deserted island in front of him and couldn't help showing a puzzled look.

The two-headed ginseng fruit is the best among the second-level lower-grade spiritual fruits. Not to mention other requirements, the requirement for spiritual power alone is completely beyond the ability of this small island in front of him to meet.

"If it weren't for the remote location and the seemingly barren surface that is not suitable for the growth of various spiritual medicines and spiritual fruits, how could it have grown here safely?"

"For the Jindan stage cultivators in the Endless Sea, a mature two-headed ginseng fruit is also a good product for improving cultivation without any sequelae."

The ancestor of the Bai family showed a proud smile on his face. If he didn't have absolute confidence in this spiritual island, he would naturally not call his friends to come and pick spiritual fruits after leaving for thirty years.

"The ancestor is wise. Could it be that there are some secrets in this small spiritual island?"

Sun Mingsheng looked as if he had suddenly realized something, and he was in a state of getting to the bottom of it. After all, the two of them were now grasshoppers on the same rope, and they would prosper together and suffer together. Naturally, he had the right to know the real secret.

Moreover, the current Sun Mingsheng is not at the same level as the newly promoted Jindan. Although he only has the Flame Dragon Ring as a magic weapon that can burst out the power it should have in battle, after a period of nurturing, it can be regarded as a master, and his combat power is naturally not to be underestimated.

In addition, although this ginseng fruit island is located in a remote area, once the fruit is ripe, this special fragrance will surely come to your nose, and it is impossible to hide it.

Some third-level monsters with keen sense of smell, and even some monks of the same level who were originally wandering nearby, may swarm in, and a battle is naturally inevitable.

If the two want to win in the chaos and gain enough advantages in it, they must work together and focus on it, and some secrets must be shared.

"There is a spiritual spring in this inconspicuous little spiritual island, and the two-headed ginseng fruit spiritual plant grows near the spiritual spring."

"It's a pity that this spiritual spring is connected to the spiritual veins of the local spiritual island and cannot be transplanted forcibly."

The Bai family ancestor inevitably revealed a trace of regret in his words. After all, a spiritual spring is also a valuable asset for a Jindan family.

"So that's why, no wonder such a delicate spiritual fruit as the two-headed ginseng spiritual fruit can grow and thrive here."

Sun Mingsheng just cleared all the doubts in his heart at this time. After a sigh, he no longer hesitated and boarded the spiritual island under the leadership of the Bai family ancestor, heading towards the location of the spiritual spring and spiritual plants.

Of course, the vigilance along the way will not be relaxed at all, and all the preparations seem to have not played a role at all. Until arriving at the destination, there has been no change from beginning to end, but a sense of crisis always exists.