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"Ding, the system prompts that it is scanning and analyzing, and the current progress is 70.00%, please wait patiently for the host."

"Ding, the system prompts that it is scanning and analyzing, and the current progress is 80.00%, please wait patiently for the host."

"Ding, the system prompts that it is scanning and analyzing, and the current progress is 90.00%, please wait patiently for the host."

"Ding, the system prompts that the scanning and analysis are complete!"

Accompanied by the sound of the system, streams of cool breaths appeared in Song Qingshu's mind, turning into messages.

And Song Qingshu also quickly transformed the excess energy of the fruit into his own true qi. Now he is already a strong man in the fifth heaven of God Lord, and he can destroy a world with a single gesture.

Can't help it, in Song Qingshu's body, the power of the Dao rule has been completely absorbed and mastered by Song Qingshu. At this moment, if he encounters those desolate slaves again, he can definitely solve them instantly!

Chapter 876 The Cracks on the Road Rules!

When those messages appeared in Song Qingshu's mind, he began to cultivate his physique, but his spiritual consciousness entered and began to check those messages.

Song Qingshu didn't know until he saw the information in his mind.

It turned out that all of these were the means of the magician, including the fountain of life, and the fruit on the sacred tree were all transformed by the corpse of the magician.

The fountain of life is the blood of the magician, and these sacred trees and the fruits on the sacred tree are the condensed power of the magician.

Song Qingshu picked these fruits, and then refined them, which is equivalent to transferring the power of the Dao that the Demon Daoist had mastered before into his own meridians. The only difference is that Song Qingshu's current Dao Power has not yet reached that of the Daoist Demon. height only.

And this small copper coffin is the source of energy, the so-called nutrient, for the sacred trees and the fountain of life on these mountains.

The man in black that Song Qingshu met before was the spirit of this small copper coffin. He has been waiting here for thousands of years, just to wait for someone with a destiny.

And those desolate slaves are the test given by the sorcerers to those who are predestined. To completely subdue these desolate slaves, apart from being exterminated by them, one more thing is to find this small copper coffin.

The things in this small copper coffin are the source of all these mountains. When someone can pick all the fruits in the hands of the wild slaves, the small copper coffin will automatically open, and the energy in it will be poured into the fruit picker.

Because when the fruits on the sacred trees are picked in vain, those sacred trees will gradually enter the withering period, and the fountain of life will lose its effect.

Under the premise that the small copper coffin provides energy, the sacred tree and the fountain of life complement each other.

……

Seeing this, Song Qingshu's heart was full of shock, the Demonic Daoist deserved to be stronger than the Heavenly Demon Emperor.

You must know that these mountains are nearly a thousand meters away, and the fountain of life on each mountain and the energy source of the sacred tree are all provided by this small copper coffin.

Such long-distance energy transmission is difficult for ordinary people, and according to the information provided by the system, this small copper coffin was made by a magician. yuyV also reckons that only a strong man like a magician whose artistic conception has reached the realm of illusory can do this kind of thing.

At the level of a magician, it is estimated that the consciousness of heaven has long been ignored.

Thinking of this, Song Qingshu stood up, and using the Supreme Technique, looked towards the mountains in the distance.

Sure enough, the leaves on the sacred trees on the top of the mountains had begun to turn yellow, and the trunks that originally exuded divine light gradually withered.

Look here, Song Qingshu shook his head, sighed and then turned around, but when he turned around, he saw a very incredible picture.

Next to the ancient bronze coffin, there were impurities all over the place, including broken bones, and dry, cracked, dirty skin. This sight made his hair stand on end.

But those impurities on the ground gave Song Qingshu a familiar feeling, and he was sure that these were transformed from his body.

Looking at those things on the ground, Song Qingshu had a look of astonishment on his face, and muttered to himself: "I didn't expect that refining these fruits would not only enhance the understanding of the power of the Dao, but also regenerate myself! This magician really It's a good way!"

Then Song Qingshu took out the remaining fruits from the Qiankun bag, sat cross-legged, and turned to the Dao Dao technique, and began to refine these fruits, and this refining was like a day gone by.

In the past ten days, Song Qingshu was really reborn, but it was a kind of inhuman torture. His whole body was cracked, his internal organs were singing like heavenly sounds, and his bones were broken and reassembled inch by inch.

When Song Qingshu finished refining all these fruits and woke up from the trance state, he found that his body was flawless, crystal clear, almost transparent, and there were light golden glitters in the bright red blood, and there were streaks of golden light flowing.

Song Qingshu stood up, pressed in the void, and the space suddenly collapsed. His body was clean and flawless, and the brilliance flowed, like an immortal god on the altar.

At this time, Song Qingshu felt that his physical body had already reached the emperor's realm. If there were still powerful emperors in this world, Song Qingshu was confident that fighting with his body alone would be enough to defeat him without using monstrous mana. Suppressed by the strong in the imperial realm!

However, a real strong man in the imperial realm would not do this, and Song Qing is only in the realm of the god master at the moment. Above the god master, there are god kings, god emperors, and after that are god emperor powerhouses.

There are many natural barriers between Song Qingshu and Emperor Realm, and they are far from each other in terms of cultivation, but his flesh shell is even stronger, it can be said to be shocking.

The medicinal power of the fruit is extraordinary, making Song Qingshu reborn again. Now he does not need a weapon, and can smash the Daoist sword with his bare hands. He is a powerful humanoid Daoist himself.

Song Qingshu looked at his own meridians with spiritual consciousness, and a smile appeared on his face. Under the nourishment of the fountain of life and these fruits, his body, meridians, blood vessels, and his cultivation had reached a new level. Height, his source of life is even more crystal clear, extremely pure!

"This is……"

Suddenly, his smile froze. There was a small, invisible crack on the Dao rule on the source of life.

If you don't look carefully, you can't see it at all. It's too hidden, there is only a trace of lines, which can be called a kind of hidden wound. If you walk out of the ancient forbidden land like this, it will probably burst after a long time.

"Why is this?!"

Song Qingshu couldn't calm down, he hadn't noticed it before, but after he came to this restricted area of ​​life, a small crack appeared in the rules of the road on the source of life in his body.

Song Qingshu frowned, this was a very bad discovery, but he couldn't figure it out at all.

Could it be that his own strength is not enough, but the rules of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth that he has grasped have surpassed the scope of his own strength, and this world does not allow such things to happen, and he is destined to be suppressed by heaven and earth?

Suddenly.

Song Qingshu raised his head, as if thinking of something all of a sudden, he said to himself: "Could it be that these fruits can't really perfect the power of the Dao rule in the human body, and the real divine fruit is still somewhere in these mountains?" In order to repair this crack, one must find the most important kind of divine fruit."

There are nine mountains in total, that is to say, there are nine kinds of fruits. Although nine are the ultimate, ten is transcendence!

Thinking of this, Song Qingshu realized: "There is actually only one real sacred tree here, and the fruits I got are just the remaining parts!"

Chapter 877 Recovering the Pure Jun Sword at its Peak!

After Song Qingshu asked the system, he confirmed his thoughts.

It turns out that the combination of nine kinds of sacred trees is the most primitive sacred tree. Only the laws of heaven and earth contained in this way are perfect, so that people can truly master the power of the perfect avenue.

"Only when the nine kinds of divine fruit are united, can the power of the Dao in the body be perfected, and the crack can disappear, or a truly mature divine fruit can be found instead of such a divided fruit..."

Song Qingshu looked at the wreckage of the fruits on the ground in front of him, and muttered to himself.

Then he thought about it carefully, his eyes revealed brilliance, and he carried the small copper coffin on his back and began to climb the mountain again, working hard to completely resolve his own crisis.

At this time, his physical body was comparable to that of an emperor, and it was no longer so difficult to carry the copper coffin. He soon came to a mountain range, which was the place where he picked the fruit for the first time.

He placed the copper coffin on the ground, entered the Spring of Life, carefully dug up the root of a small tree, and cut off a short section of rhizome.

Since the main root of the real divine fruit is divided into nine divine roots, their rhizomes are definitely the most essential part, and he wants to use this to make up for the deficiency.

But Song Qingshu didn't want to do something extinct. There were ten small trees on this mountain range, and he only cut off a small section of side root and picked some branches and leaves from each tree, and then went down the mountain.

Seven days later.

Song Qingshu opened his eyes next to the ancient bronze coffin, showing a satisfied expression. Everything was as he guessed. The god root contained fragments of the Dao, and a diagram of the Dao emerged and imprinted into his body. The crack in the origin of life was almost completely destroyed. Disappeared.

But to do it, it is natural to be perfect, and I don't want to leave any sequelae, so Song Qingshu carried the small copper coffin up the mountain again, to the mountain where the second magic medicine was picked, and dug out the god root.

More than ten days later, Ye Fan sat cross-legged next to the ancient bronze coffin and carefully inspected it. His life source was crystal clear, pure and flawless, and the scars on the avenue completely disappeared. There is no more blemish.

So far, in the world of restricted life, Song Qingshu's power of the Great Dao has been completely perfected, and there is no trace of hidden worry, he let out a sigh of relief.

Although this trip might be able to find the son of the Lion King, the harvest is huge!

"This divine fruit is really amazing. It is worthy of being left by the strong in the Misty Realm. Not only can it live and die, but it also contains the rules of the Dao!"

Song Qingshu sighed.

The divine fruits that Song Qingshu found are not the real fruits of the divine tree, but they contain endless mighty power, each of which is enough to make Song Qingshu completely reborn. From this, we know how great the real fruit of the divine tree left by the demons will be. Incredible.

at this time. yuyV

Song Qingshu, who had repaired the cracks in the power of the Great Dao in the source of life in his body, did not leave but continued to practice here. Maybe this ancient world can help him speed up his practice. Now Song Qingshu is no longer afraid of "desolation" erosion.

The reason why Song Qingshu wanted to stay here to continue his practice was because his physical body had transformed enough to be able to compete with the Emperor Realm or even overwhelm him, but his mana cultivation level had not broken through to a new level.

The emperor needs to live in the void, brand the ruthless avenue, and understand the rules of the world before he can advance to the next level. What he cultivates is not only the physical body, but also the real "Tao"! "

At this moment, Song Qingshu has already come into contact with the 'Tao' belonging to the powerful in the Emperor Realm, but his strength is still very low, and Song Qingshu really cannot use the power of the supreme Dao rule contained in his body.

Because this world does not allow people who have not reached the emperor's realm to spy on the secrets of heaven, only those who can be on an equal footing with the consciousness of heaven can truly spy on heaven!

Song Qingshu sat in the ancient bronze coffin, sighed deeply, and then began to retreat.

He sat cross-legged next to the ancient bronze coffin, motionless, his heart was peaceful, very ethereal, and when he meditated, his whole body became blurred and imprinted in the void.

that's it.

One day, three days, five days,... seven days... nine days...

Song Qingshu's heart is clear, sometimes radiant, sometimes powerless, he is like an eternal god, who does not know the passage of time, let the world go up and down, and save himself from immortality.

One of his arms seemed to disappear all of a sudden, sinking into the void, protruding to the end of the world!

Song Qingshu runs the Great Emperor's Supreme Kungfu in his body, comprehends the Dao of heaven and earth, and makes his body a manifestation of Dao, and various wonderful sounds from heaven and earth come from at the same time.

Even in this cursed forbidden zone, nothing can stop it, petals with patterns of heaven and earth falling like crystals, one after another, falling beside Song Qingshu.

Dao pictures emerged one after another, surrounding Song Qingshu. He was like an immortal god, surrounded by chaotic energy, as if he was sitting cross-legged at the beginning of the creation of the world, shrouded in various dao patterns.

The sound of the heavenly Tao resounded through the sky, and Song Qingshu had no worries or joys, and his expression was serene, like a god who was smiling while holding flowers, with a kind of calmness and confidence, and he was one with the heaven and the earth.

Even the four-square giant cauldron in Song Qingshu's body emerged, and the giant cauldron began to change, with lines of Dao appearing on it, shining with light, and the Yin-Yang Tai Chi diagram in the giant cauldron also became more mysterious.

Not only that.

The Pure Jun sword connected with Song Qingshu's bloodline also drilled out of Song Qingshu's right arm at this moment, floating beside him, the golden veins on the sword body shone with a faint golden light, and in the void The Qi of the Dao is slowly pouring into the body of Chunjun Sword.

Every time a little bit of Dao Qi is absorbed, there will be one more vein on the body of the Chunjun sword. When the lines on the Chunjun sword are not full, the entire sword body will change from the original dark gold to the original bright gold, and then the Chunjun sword will become brighter. It turned into a stream of light and wrapped around Song Qingshu's right arm again.

The reason why the Chun Jun Sword can also absorb the Qi of the Dao is because the Chun Jun Sword is forged by the magician using the core secret treasure of the world, and forcibly deprived of the Qi of the Dao from the consciousness of the world and merged into the Chun Jun Sword.

The purpose of the demons doing this is to prevent Chun Junjian from being controlled by the Dao of Heaven and Earth. Only when they reach the level of the Heavenly Demon Emperor or even the demons can they truly understand what the consciousness of heaven is.

The reason why the demons use the spirit of the great way to refine the pure Jun sword is to prevent the consciousness of heaven and earth from controlling this divine sword.

At that level, the consciousness of heaven and earth is no longer an opponent, so how can they allow the consciousness of heaven and earth to control their own weapons after their death?

at this time.

Absorbing the Qi of the Dao, the Chunjun Sword that has returned to Song Qingshu's right arm has recovered its ability in the ancient times. As long as Song Qingshu is strong enough, the power of the Chunjun Sword can be fully aroused, and it will not be too late to cut the sky and chop the earth. impossible!