Chapter 438: God's Grave and God's Fruit

Zhang Xingyu didn't walk in the direction he came from, but strode toward the mountain.

The reason for choosing to go up the mountain to find food was mainly because he felt that going up the mountain was safer.

He was now a mortal, the flying sword was playing dead, and the spiritual power was on strike.

Although the mountain in front of him was not high, it felt like a father's shoulder, giving people a feeling of being majestic yet intimate and safe.

In addition, he was unwilling to go back the way he came. Although the way back was all plains, there were lions and tigers wandering on the plains.

Just as the two were about to go up the mountain, they were surrounded again by the group of old, weak, women, and children following behind.

They were shouting at the two in a strange language.

Although their language was very strange and Zhang Xingyu didn't understand a word; however, from the way they were desperately trying to stop them, Zhang Xingyu guessed a few things. These old, weak, women, and children didn't want them to go up the mountain. Could it be that there was some treasure hidden on the mountain, or was there some danger on the mountain?

After thinking about it, Zhang Xingyu decided to go up the mountain to find out. Before that, he decided to leave this tribe first. With a group of old, weak, women, and children following behind, he couldn't do anything he wanted to do.

Pulling Sunday, the two left the tribe. It wasn't until those dilapidated thatched cottages and that group of old, weak, women, and children could no longer be seen that Zhang Xingyu pulled Sunday and turned to the side.

If he couldn't go up the mountain near the tribe, he would find another place to go up the mountain. After many twists and turns, the two arrived in front of the mountain again. This was the side of the mountain. The mountain here was relatively steep, and it was very difficult to climb up with bare hands. Zhang Xingyu shook his head in disappointment, just about to call Sunday, who was running in front, to leave, but found that Sunday had already climbed toward a cliff like an ape. The cliff was about two or three hundred meters high and about four or five hundred meters wide. The cliff wall was golden, and looking from afar, it was like a huge copper mirror.

Zhang Xingyu found a stone and sat down. He was now hungry and didn't want to mess around with Sunday. He thought that Sunday would be back in a while. Sure enough, after less than a meal's time, Sunday climbed back from the cliff, jumping and jumping. When Sunday arrived close, Zhang Xingyu smelled an alluring fragrance. He was very familiar with this fragrance. This was the unique fragrance emitted by God Yuan. His eyes opened wide, and then his gaze fell on Sunday's left hand and could no longer open.

Sunday had actually found food. In his left hand, he was holding a golden fruit. The fruit was only the size of a palm, but it had eyebrows, eyes, and limbs, and looking from afar, it was like a golden baby.

"Master, eat!" Sunday handed the fruit to Zhang Xingyu like a treasure.

Zhang Xingyu was very surprised. Although this fruit looked strange, it was obviously a treasure rich in God Yuan, and Sunday, this foodie, hadn't eaten it himself.

Zhang Xingyu reached out to take the fruit, and then asked casually: "Have you eaten?"

Sunday shook his head: "This fruit is very unpalatable, I won't eat it."

The foodie who treated cassava as a treasure actually disliked this God Fruit rich in God Yuan. What the hell is this? Sunday's taste was really hard to fathom.

Zhang Xingyu looked at the fruit in his hand, only to find that the fruit in his hand was missing a piece. At the gap, a row of dense tooth marks was clearly visible.

Zhang Xingyu hesitated for a moment, and finally held the fruit to his mouth. Although it had been bitten by Sunday, the fruit looked a bit disgusting. However, who told him that he was already hungry and dizzy. Eat it, what a waste not to eat the God Fruit.

Zhang Xingyu gritted his teeth and swallowed the whole fruit into his belly.

God Fruit enters the belly, power is full.

The hunger was swept away, and he felt that he was instantly full of power.

"Ding dong, congratulations to the host for swallowing a Ginseng Fruit, gaining 10 million God Yuan points." The system's long-lost prompt sounded in his mind.

It is worthy of being a Ginseng Fruit! Zhang Xingyu looked at Sunday: This guy, like Tang Seng, also has no mouth for food.

"Sunday, are there any more of these human-shaped fruits on the cliff?" Zhang Xingyu asked Sunday.

Sunday shook his head. Zhang Xingyu's expectant heart immediately fell to the bottom, but Sunday's next sentence immediately made him excited. "There is another tree on the cliff, and there are all kinds of golden fruits hanging on the tree!" Sunday said so.

Zhang Xingyu glared at Sunday: "You guy, you only say half of what you say, where did you learn these bad habits?"

Sunday scratched the back of his head innocently: "Wronged, Master, it was you who didn't listen to me finish!"

Following Sunday, Zhang Xingyu walked toward the cliff. The closer he got to the cliff, the harder his heart beat.

When he reached the cliff, his blood began to spray, and his heart beat like a storm. This was a cliff composed of a whole piece of Soul-Absorbing Stone. Got rich, got rich! If he could open the Soul-Absorbing Stone on this cliff, how many Soul-Refining Furnaces could he carve? Back then, in order to collect a Soul-Absorbing Stone the size of a finger, the greedy system had directly taken action to snatch it.

Must be calm! Can't be excited, can't be exposed, absolutely can't let the greedy system discover it.

He was thinking this when he suddenly heard a soft sound in his mind: "Soul-Absorbing Stone!" Immediately after, he felt his body stiffen, as if his whole body didn't belong to him.

No need to guess, Zhang Xingyu also knew that the greedy system had taken action.

A moment later, Zhang Xingyu's brow suddenly became hot. Immediately after, a golden light shot out from his brow, moving back and forth toward this cliff. A quarter of an hour later, the system's voice sounded in his mind again: "Scanning finished. The scanning result shows that this is a grave of an ancient god, composed entirely of Soul-Absorbing Stone!"

As soon as the system's voice ended, Zhang Xingyu felt that he had regained control of his body. He didn't open his mouth to complain; complaining was useless, the system had never been a reasonable master.

He was just very strange; with the greed of the system, facing such a large piece of Soul-Absorbing Stone, it actually didn't take action. No, this was too inconsistent with the character of the system. Is a non-greedy system still a God Domain system? Could it be that there was some terrifying existence in this god's grave?

Thinking of this, Zhang Xingyu couldn't help but take a step back.

"Crack!" A crisp sound under his feet. He looked down, only to find that many white bones were scattered in the soil under his feet. These white bones were new and old, some were animals, and some were humans.

White bones exposed in the wild. Could this place really be a place of great misfortune?

Wind is tight, pull away?

Zhang Xingyu was about to call Sunday to leave quickly, but found that the guy had already climbed to the center of the stone wall like a monkey. In the center of the stone wall, there was a golden tree, stretching out alone from the cliff wall, with golden fruits hanging on it. The fruits were of different shapes, some human-shaped, some animal-shaped, some mountain-shaped, some cloud-shaped. Zhang Xingyu counted with his fingers, exactly 107. Plus the one he ate, it was 108.

Sunday hung on the tree with one hand and waved at Zhang Xingyu with the other. He seemed to be shouting something at Zhang Xingyu, but perhaps because he was a bit far away, and because of the wind on the cliff, he couldn't hear what Sunday was shouting.

However, looking at the way he waved, he should be telling him to hurry up.

God tree, god fruit, grave, danger.

Go? Not go?

For a time, Zhang Xingyu hesitated. ===== CHAPTER 439 =====