Chapter Five Hundred and One – Plough Up The Earth
Avoiding the few dangerous places, Zuo Mo finally found the target he was searching for.
The moment he saw it, he felt as though his heart stopped beating! He stopped breathing and unconsciously slowed his steps as though he was afraid of scaring it away. His eyes showed all kinds of shock and disbelief.
This was a tree.
It was the most beautiful and grandest tree Zuo Mo had ever seen!
It was not very tall, only about the same height as Zuo Mo. The body of three was bright red, even brighter than the most beautiful coral. The body of the tree was smooth as though the most accomplished craftsmen had carefully sanded it down. There weren't any protrusions on the entire tree trunk. Every part of the tree had extremely beautiful curves that were perfect and would cause people to sigh at the wonder of nature.
Zuo Mo's gaze was attracted by the balls of fire on the tree.
Heavens, what was that?
Zuo Mo gaped. He lost all abilities of speech. Once proud of his vast experience, he found that his imagination was so poor.
That wasn't balls of flame, those were clearly miniature little suns!
Each was the size of a fist, round, each one had a layer of orange-red flames shrouding it, they were all small suns. There were ten small suns hanging like this from the tree.
Zuo Mo froze for a moment and unconsciously walked towards the red tree.
A warm presence blew across him. This presence was extremely unique. It seemed to be able to easily permeate the body. Zuo Mo felt that even his bones were warm.
Sun Shen Tree!
Was this the Sun Shen Tree?
Zuo Mo suddenly recalled how Big Brother Qing Lin had especially mentioned this in the thought imprint he had left behind. Looking at the red tree, he felt this name was extremely appropriate.
This was definitely the Sun Shen Tree that Big Brother Qing Lin had mentioned!
Zuo Mo believed without a doubt.
The Sun Shen Tree was the symbol of the Sun Tribe. Whenever they came to a new place, they would plant this tree. The Sun Shen Tree was able to produce Sun Fruits. These Sun Fruits were usually given to the warriors in the tribe with potential to nurture their shen power.
The Sun Fruits would mature after ten years. If they were not picked at maturity, they would form Sun Seeds after forty years and naturally fall off the tree.
Zuo Mo hurriedly bent his head. As expected, there was a thick layer of dark red and hard seeds on the ground. He picked one up and examined it. The body of the seed was dark red and filled with extremely fine golden scripts. It felt like heavy jade and gave off a clear warmth in his hand.
Without a word, Zuo Mo started to furiously sweep Sun Seeds into the ring as though he was insane.
Compared to the Sun Fruit, Sun Seeds were much better. The sun shen power inside was even purer and thicker after being condensed for forty years, and its quality a whole level above Sun Fruit. Other than consuming it to increase shen power, it was also one of the favored weapons of the Sun Tribe warriors.
If it was processed slightly with the sun shen power, it would become the "Crow Thorn" which had intimidated all of the lands.
Many great heroes had fallen under these non-descript Crow Thorns.
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