Looking over, the Bodhi tree didn’t grow much taller.
The three blood crystal bodhisattvas hanging on it didn’t change in size either. It was almost the same as the last time they met.
A trace of disappointment lingered in Su Yu’s eyes. It seemed that not all spiritual items could produce mutated attributes.
He grabbed at the air, and the three blood crystal bodhisattvas fell down. Su Yu put them into the jade ware.
At this moment, something strange happened.
The jade that touched the blood crystal bodhisattva was dyed red.
The surface of the blood crystal bodhisattva was covered with obscure characters.
Su Yu took a quick look and gasped, “Heavenly script characters!”
He was not unfamiliar with these characters. They were definitely heavenly script characters that few people in the heavenly script could recognize!
“How could heavenly script characters form on the fruit?”Su Yu’s eyes flashed with shock and disbelief.
