The former owner of the Forbidden Island planted this tree before he died, buried his bones under the tree, and used flesh, flesh, soul power and mystical power as nourishment, which allowed the tree to grow to its terrifying size today. To a certain extent, this tree is actually the incarnation of the old master. It absorbs power from the entire island and returns it to the island. It is the core of the island and controls the island.
When the old master's remaining soul awakened after fifty years, he used this tree to observe the island he created.
The cocoon of the big tree is exactly what Qin Ming thought, equivalent to the "heart" and "sea of qi" of the tree.
It is the source of spirituality, and even more so, the source of life.
There is majestic and vast spiritual power here, as well as rich and pure life force.
The ten fruits formed in the tree cocoon were later conceived by the tree itself. They had grown for a thousand years, and the reserves of life force and spiritual power inside were extremely astonishing. One bullet allowed Qin Ming, who was at the fourth level of the Saint Martial Realm, to return to his peak in just ten minutes. His broken body was completely restored, and even the hidden dangers left by his injuries were completely eliminated.
The old master's soul thoughts and mystical power remained in the tree cocoon, and when the Flower Burial Witch Master came in, it was completely integrated into her soul. However, after all, the tree cocoon has preserved the soul and the power of mysteries for thousands of years, and the fruit transformed from the tree cocoon also contains a small amount of the power of mysteries, as well as part of the soul power of the old master.
That's why when Qin Ming was refining the spiritual fruit, he saw the shadows and the 'strange lights' that symbolized the power of mysteries.
Qin Ming is refining the fruit, that is, fusing the soul power and mystical power in the fruit. Although it is equivalent to the original secret of the Flower Burial Witch Lord, Qin Ming only got a small part, like the vast ocean and the lake. However, after all, this is a power of secret that cannot be truly controlled, but it is enough for him to exert some of it. power.
After Qin Ming swallowed the two spiritual fruits, he began to fuse with all his strength. The barrier that had been reached was violently loosened at this moment.
Thousands of spirit monsters surrounded the snow mountain, and many spirit monsters wanted to break into it, but high-level holy martial spirit monsters such as the three-eyed giant spirit ape knew that they could not touch it. Not only was it the palace of the new owner, but it also had deep-seated secrets. The secret is, once you go in and start a fight, not only the mountain will be damaged, but probably the entire island. So they choose to continue waiting. As long as the new owner calls, they will act immediately. If the new owner does not call, they will not act rashly.
As a result, the wait lasted three days!
Strong light flashed around in the tree cocoon, energy boiled, and countless electric lights filled the entire tree cocoon, rumbling and vibrating. However, the tree cocoon is extremely tough and can steadily suppress the explosive power. Only from the cracked gap, strong light and thunder waves continued to spurt out, vigorously and violently, disturbing the calmness of the huge cave.
Qin Ming is making a breakthrough! Cross over to the fifth level of the Saint Martial Realm!
The Flower Burial Witch Master suddenly opened his eyes from his coma, his consciousness was confused and extremely weak, and he could hardly distinguish between reality and illusion. But not long after, the rumbling sound in the tree cocoon brought her back to reality bit by bit from the chaos, and her distracted eyes gradually regained focus.
This is... a tomb
Is that a tree cocoon
Is there anyone inside
Is it...Qin Ming
What is he doing here
The Flower Burial Witch Master was awake and stood up to rush forward, but her consciousness was spinning and she almost knelt on the ground. Her face was pale, her breath was weak, and her whole body seemed to have no strength at all. Moreover, her soul was being eroded by the cold murderous aura, and she was about to be torn apart. Crushing pain.
The Flower Burial Witch Master suddenly discovered... Where are the clothes? She didn't even have any clothes on her body, not even a piece of cloth to hide her shame. Her snow-white skin, private parts, voluptuous curves, and her delicate body were completely exposed. There was also a black knife stuck in her chest. The black knife was emitting black gas, eroding her soul.
The Flower Burial Witch Master was stunned for a while, almost suffocating, and his mind was in chaos. The consciousness that was about to recover was once again invaded by the terrifying murderous thoughts. She was drained of a lot of life force by Qin Ming, and she was as weak as a dying person. At this moment, she could not resist such strong emotional fluctuations. Her vision went dark and she fainted on the ground again.
Before he fell into coma, what came back in his mind was his deep resentment towards Qin Ming.
When she opened her eyes again, it was already three days later. Although I had a splitting headache, the feeling of confusion was no longer that strong. I was just so weak that it was difficult to breathe, I couldn't seem to move my fingers, and I felt like I was about to die.
A frivolous whistle caught her attention, her eyes regained some brightness, her beautiful eyes turned slightly, and she saw a familiar face.
"Are you awake? Did you sleep soundly?" Qin Ming smiled frivolously, holding her wrist with his left hand, and holding the Shura knife in his right hand against her heart, ready to swallow the life force and plunge it into her chest at any time.
A gloomy coldness flashed through the eyes of the Flower Burial Witch Master. He wanted to move but couldn't. His weakness was so dizzying.
"You're welcome. I was afraid that you would be cold, so I covered you with some clothes."
The Flower Burial Witch Master turned his head weakly and looked at him with cold eyes.
"You have a good figure and are well maintained." Qin Ming deliberately looked at her body. Although she was covered with clothes, she could still see her undulating curves. Her long legs and jade arms were exposed, white and flawless, and slender.
The Flower Burial Witch Master's breathing was slightly messy, but he quickly calmed down and did not fall for Qin Ming's deception. Despite the endless humiliation and resentment in his heart, he still managed to calm down.
Qin Ming secretly had a toothache, but calmed down again? It's so exciting, how can she calm down? Is this because he has strong willpower or is he too shrewd? Both are shrewd to a certain extent.
"I thought about it seriously. From the time we met until now, we have never sat down and had a good talk."
"This is the first time I see you standing calmly in front of me... yes, lying down."
"You are beautiful like this, you should keep it."
"Oh... By the way, I think we've known each other for four or five years."
"What is the relationship between us? How should we settle this grudge?"
"Who is bullying whom, and who should hate whom?"
"The first time we met, you wanted to kill me and take away my weapon spirit. Later, you sent someone to kill me, but I ran for my life in a panic and hid everywhere. And then, when I just came out of Long Live Mountain, you went there in person. Kill me. I think I am a victim. If I hadn’t been lucky, I would have been torn apart by you long ago, so the person who should be hated and blamed should be me. Why are you still acting like we are sworn in?"
"Compared to you trying to kill me, it's nothing if I pull your clothes a few times. That's what I think, what do you think?"
The Flower Burial Witch Master closed his hearing and eyes, holding back the resentment and humiliation that might break out at any time, and meditated to adjust his breath. As long as he recovers a little, he will immediately chop this bastard to death, stop torturing him, and just kill him! !
"Sister Burial Flower..." Qin Ming coughed a few times and lay down next to the Flower Burial Witch Master. His voice was mixed with spiritual power and forced its way into the Flower Burial Witch Lord's ears. He had to listen even if he didn't want to.
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