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Never do things that are difficult for others.
At first, Meng Chuan was very opposed to Meng Xinghui's approach.
I think he is too carefree and not specific.
But after a long time, I didn't bother to care about it.
As long as what Meng Xinghui does is not the kind of force to do what is difficult for others, it will be fine...
Chapter 202
"Dad!"
"It's you who understand my heart best!"
Meng Xinghui was moved and wiped away his tears.
"The rest of those geniuses and treasures don't matter, this Golden Dragon Whip, you must find it for me!"
"Even if it is refining the avatar of the Qi Refining Realm, this Golden Dragon Whip is needed!"
This golden dragon whip is definitely a good thing!
must have!
"Dad!"
"Regardless of whether you can refine the real body of the virtual fairyland, as long as you find me the Golden Dragon Whip, you will be my best father!"
Speaking of this matter, he really didn't want to reincarnate more and more.
Isn't he fragrant after recasting his real body?
Have a man's dream.
Absolutely delicious!
I will definitely not reincarnate!
"You bastard!" Meng Chuan patted Meng Xinghui's head violently.
"I know how to think about those nasty things all day long!"
He was just joking just now.
Who would have thought that this kid would take it seriously.
But that's fine.
Since the son wants it, let him fulfill his wish.
Meng Chuan flipped through it casually.
Take out a large clump of dirt.
Heaped on the ground, about three feet high.
The soil releases its rich spirituality.
It is extraordinary at first sight.
"This is?" Meng Xinghui stared at the lump of dirt carefully.
When he felt its breath, his eyes lit up suddenly.
"Wonderful Soil!"
"You really have such a thing!"
Wanling soil possesses extremely strong spirituality.
Through refining, it can be refined into a human body.
Panacea is extremely precious.
A ball the size of a palm is worth as much as a heavenly high-grade spirit sword.
The pile of spiritual soil in front of him is equivalent to the size of hundreds of palms.
The total value is incalculable.
"Father, where did you get so much Wan Lingtu?" Meng Xinghui was completely shocked.
Aside from other things, just so many spiritual soils are beyond the reach of ordinary people.
"Isn't it easy to find the Ten Thousand Spiritual Soil?" Meng Chuan smiled triumphantly.
This time, he was finally able to show his hole cards in front of his son.
The face lost in front of his son back then can definitely be regained this time.
"It's so simple with so many spiritual soils!" Meng Xinghui was getting more and more shocked.
This time, I really couldn't see through my father.
Meng Chuan flipped through it casually, and took out another object.
This is a bloody fruit.
Apple size.
It contained extremely strong blood energy.
After taking out this fruit, the entire hall was shrouded in a light red mist.
"This is the blood spirit fruit!" Meng Xinghui's eyeballs almost popped out.
The blood spirit fruit is not pulp, but a liquid like blood.
Placed in the human body, it can replace blood.
At the same time, their spirituality is stronger than blood.
"This blood spirit fruit has probably been condensed for thousands of years!"
Meng Xinghui stretched out a finger, and pressed lightly on the skin of the blood spirit fruit.
Can feel, the blood energy contained in it, and its horror.
Even the strong man in the imaginary fairyland, the blood energy contained in his body is not as terrifying as this fruit.
If the liquid in this blood spirit fruit is integrated into the real body, the qi and blood will far exceed those of the virtual immortals.
"Daddy..."
Meng Xinghui raised his head, eyes full of surprise.
"You can find so many good things!"
Not to mention whether there is anything else.
These two alone are enough to shock people.
Meng Chuan smiled lightly.
"Your father and I never bragged."
From the space ring, he took out a bright white stone.
It can be felt that there is a strong vitality in this stone.
Fairy bones!
When refining the real body, this thing is made into a skeleton, which is stronger than the skeleton grown from the flesh.
Next, Meng Chuan took out another treasure of heaven and earth.
These are the materials needed to refine the real body of Xuxian.
Meng Xinghui stood aside, his eyes popped out of their sockets.
If it wasn't for him being a soul, I'm afraid he would be blind when he saw these treasures.
"There must be more than a dozen of them!"
"The materials for refining the real body have been gathered together!"
"It seems that the real body of the virtual fairyland is really hopeful!"
He was still skeptical just now, when his father proposed to refine the real body of the virtual fairyland, it would take thousands of years to gather all the required materials.
But who would have thought that there was such a treasure in Meng Chuan's hands.
Just a few of them.
"Son, look what this is." Meng Chuan flipped through it casually.
Take out a dark stick.
About a foot long.
The thickness of the forearm.
There are golden lines on the stick.
It looks very extraordinary.
"This is!"
"My God!"
The fire of Meng Xinghui's soul burned even more vigorously.
"Golden Dragon Whip!"
"You really have such a fetish!"
"Ha ha ha ha..."
"You are really my dear father!"
Although those things were precious just now, this one in front of me is the real dream thing.
"Father, hurry up and help me recast my real body!"
"I've had enough of this ghostly look!"
Before, there was nothing particularly unsuitable for this state of the soul.
But seeing this Golden Dragon Whip.
His heart was alive again.
Can't wait to have a body.
Go for a walk between heaven and earth.
"Don't worry yet."
Meng Chuan flipped through it casually.
Two more dark objects were taken out.
Both objects are semicircular.
"What is this?" Meng Xinghui looked carefully, but did not see what it was.
"This is the dragon's waist!" When Meng Chuan signed in to Hell, there were some strange things.
"Dad! You are definitely the best dad in the world!" Meng Xinghui knelt on the ground with a thud.
He kowtowed eighteen times in a row.
"Hurry up and recast your real body for my son!"
"My son can't wait to have a new body."
"Go breathe the fresh air of this world!"
There has never been a time like this when hope can be reborn.
"There is no rush." Meng Chuan frowned slightly as he looked at the materials on the ground.
"The nineteen kinds of natural materials and earthly treasures needed to refine the real body have gathered eighteen kinds."
"There is still a lack of one to recast the real body."