The more Qin Ming looked at it, the more he thought. There must be a secret in this tree, and it was in the cocoon.
Qin Ming recovered for a long time, stood up with his whole body, took a deep breath, grabbed the bark of the tree and started to climb up. Although the surface of the body has recovered, the meridians, blood vessels, internal organs, etc. inside are still lacking. However, after all, he has a physique of the fourth level of Shengwu. He can barely withstand the heavy pressure and climb up step by step.
However, not long after crawling, Qin Ming lowered his head and looked at the unconscious Flower Burial Witch Master, still feeling uneasy. This woman is too dangerous, and he really doesn't feel at ease without insurance.
Got it! Qin Ming jumped down from the tree and walked to the Flower Burial Witch Master. After concentrating on her soul, she grasped the Shura Sword that had just retracted her Qi Sea, and thrust it into her chest. The murderous intention of the Shura Sword continued to affect the mind of the Flower Burial Witch Lord, causing her to faint in weakness and sink into coma.
The Flower Burial Witch Master was sealed with the Shura Knife.
Qin Ming checked carefully for a while, and then he felt relieved after confirming that there was no problem. He climbed towards the cocoon under heavy pressure.
The tree cocoon is made up of hundreds of branches as thick as arms. It is so dense that it looks more like a giant heart when viewed up close. Each branch is lush and green, like translucent emerald, blooming with soft light. Squeezing into the tree cocoon through the cracked gap, the inside is completely a world of light and shadow, with countless green light spots floating like stars, making the place soft and mysterious.
Taking a deep breath, the rich life energy and spiritual power penetrated into the body, feeling indescribably comfortable, and the internal organs seemed to have stretched out.
Huh? Spiritual power!
Qin Ming suddenly felt spiritual power. Was it a normal recovery? Or does the tree cocoon isolate the mysterious power of the Forbidden Island
Qin Ming didn't care about that anymore, he quickly lay down inside, sucked in the life energy and spiritual power, and recovered his body as soon as possible. Many green light spots automatically penetrated into the pores, penetrated into the flesh, blood and bones of the body, and even rushed to the heart.
Qin Ming almost groaned. After being tortured by severe pain for so long, I finally felt comfortable.
While accepting the gift of the tree cocoon, he observed the tree cocoon. There is not only green light here, but also many soft branches, which are fluttering gently, with green liquid constantly flowing from them. After falling, they all turn into green light, filled with the life energy and spiritual power in the tree cocoon. .
It seems as if it is the 'sea of air' and 'heart' of this giant tree.
There is also a faint body fragrance in the tree cocoon, which should be from the Flower Burial Witch Master.
Could it be that she really got a chance here
Can I
Try it!
Qin Ming grabbed the branch and studied it carefully, but after studying it over and over, he found nothing except rich energy.
Was it all taken away by the Flower Burial Witch Master
Are there no other secrets in this
After Qin Ming recovered for a while, he began to rummage among the branches. This tree cocoon is as big as a wooden house, with seven or eight layers of thick branches. Many branches have palm-sized leaves. Picking one and putting it in your mouth is as refreshing as eating a spiritual fruit. The refreshing feeling is like After cleaning all the internal organs, I couldn't help but tremble slightly.
"What is this?" Qin Ming rummaged through the note for a long time and finally found something strange.
An egg
A scaly egg
wrong.
Qin Ming picked it up and saw that it was a spirit fruit the size of a fist, but the skin looked like scales and was tied to a very thick branch.
Qin Ming peeled off the peel, and the fruit inside was crystal clear, like a green gem without any impurities, but very soft. If you look carefully, the fluorescence on the surface will occasionally show wonderful characters, which will disappear soon. It appears again after a while, and so on.
Qin Ming rummaged in other places for a while and found a second one, but found similar peels in eight other corners.
"She ate eight pills? Two pills were left?"
Qin Ming peeled off two spiritual fruits and didn't recognize them, but since he had already eaten eight of them, and they were wrapped in cocoons like this, they were definitely not ordinary ones.
Qin Ming poked his head outside and made sure that the Flower Burial Witch Master was still sleeping. Then he lay comfortably in the spacious tree cocoon and began to enjoy the spiritual fruit.
The spiritual fruit melts in the mouth and automatically penetrates into the meridians of the whole body. The spiritual power it contains is very huge. In a short time, every meridian is enriched. After refining, it continuously flows into the weak sea of qi, reviving the deep sleep. Thunder Toad.
Qin Ming slowly enjoyed the nourishment of the spiritual fruit, observing the spiritual power all over his body, hoping for some miraculous effect.
It was nothing at first, but the spiritual power was very pure, and there was still a surging vitality. The injuries all over his body healed quickly, ten times faster than golden blood, and the dried spiritual power was also quickly replenished, like a rushing river constantly pouring in. Qihai.
Qin Ming could almost clearly feel that he was returning to his peak state.
I have never seen a spirit fruit with such a huge effect. He is the fourth level of holy martial arts, and he can recover in the blink of an eye? Incredible.
But gradually, Qin Ming discovered that there was a strange but uncaptured power integrating into his soul, and something complex and mysterious was unknowingly added to his consciousness.
Qin Ming calmed down, put aside distracting thoughts, and felt the power.
As time passed, those mysterious things gradually became clear in Qin Ming's mind.
He saw the whole island in a blur, with river tides running day and night, woods changing with the seasons, monsters multiplying, and islands appearing and disappearing in the mist, drifting into the distance.
He saw a back figure standing in the sky, overlooking the islands. The back was hazy, but he had a very strange feeling, as if he was dominating the people here and controlling the world.
He saw the misty and mysterious sky, twisted with countless strange brilliance, flying all over the sky like colorful silk. Those strange lights seemed to have amazing power, affecting the flow of spiritual power on the entire island and controlling the life and death of all spirit monsters.
Qin Ming fell deeper and deeper, as if he had sunk into this mysterious space and stood above the entire island.
The hazy back figure was right in front, but out of reach. Wonderful light constantly floated out from his body, poured into the sky, broke into the mountains and rivers, and enveloped the island.
"Who are you?" Qin Ming walked towards the back, but his consciousness became hazy and heavy, completely trapped here. He walked forward step by step, but he couldn't get close to the back figure. But before he knew it, a strange light fell from the sky, wrapping around him like silk, trying to penetrate into his body.
In the cocoon, Qin Ming suddenly woke up, and his confused consciousness quickly became clear. He was stunned again and again, his thoughts racing. Was that figure on the back the former owner of this island
Qin Ming picked up the other spiritual fruit and looked at it intently. This fruit is grown on a tree, but does it have the consciousness of its original owner? What is the relationship between this tree and this owner? Is the tree the master
Could it be that the Flower Burial Witch Lord ate eight of these fruits to take control of this island
The more Qin Ming thought about it, the more excited he became. Regardless of whether it was true or not, he had to eat first. He opened his mouth and swallowed the second fruit, lay in the cocoon of the tree, concentrated on refining, and traced the strange power and wonderful consciousness again.
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