Xiaozu's consciousness broke into his heart, passed through the layers of fog, and went straight to the inside.
The inside of the heart is like a chaotic world, hazy and boundless. Xiaozu's consciousness turned into a white turtle, floating in the mist. Even if it was not an entity, he could still feel the surprisingly rich and surging medicinal power inside.
Treasure medicine can save people, temper the body, and refine the spirit, but some ultimate treasure medicine may have spirituality, not to mention this surging heart.
Xiao Zu believed that the former owner of this heart was hidden in this mist. "Little baby, come out and talk to me about your ancestors?"
The fog is like chaos, vast and boundless, and the sound of the heartbeat echoes like muffled thunder, banging and banging.
"Little baby? When you meet your ancestors, I won't let you kneel down and kowtow. Are you going to show off to me?"
"Come out?"
"On the count of three, if you don't come to bow down, I will give birth to my cubs in your place."
The form transformed by Xiaozu's thoughts slowly enlarged, and a ferocious aura filled the air, blending into the vast blue mist like thousands of threads.
"One...two..."
"three… "
Xiao Zu's voice was like a sea of mud, and when it dispersed, it disappeared without a trace. However, this ancestor is not so easy to mess with. The inextricable anger slowly changes as it spreads, and turns into small turtles one after another, the size of a palm, as delicate as jade, and the black eyes are full of spirituality.
One, two, three... a hundred... a thousand...
One gives birth to two, and two becomes four.
There are more and more little turtles, multiplying and multiplying. In the blink of an eye, there are tens of thousands of turtles. They are so densely packed in white that the heart space has become a bastard's nest.
"Come again!" The little turtle raised his eyebrows, and tens of thousands of little turtles collectively split apart, turning into twenty thousand in the blink of an eye, and then turning into 40,000 in the blink of an eye, almost filling the entire chaotic space.
finally…
The thick fog that had been calm for thousands of years began to billow, and it transformed into a large dark blue bird, with green energy steaming all over its body. Its specific appearance could not be seen, but its splendor and splendor could still be felt. It has a slender body and long tail feathers trailing behind it, showing its beauty and dignity. The wings are extended, with many reddish-yellow or white eye makeup markings on them. With his head held high, he was extremely cold and arrogant, showing his majesty as he looked down upon the common people.
The little turtle opened his mouth slightly: "Qingluan!"
Is this heart Qingluan
Are you so lucky to get Qingluan's heart
etc! What the hell is this Qingluan? The real Qingluan!
Xiaozu stared at the top of the big bird's head. There were three golden lights there, fluttering like feathers. They were the symbol of pure blood, the real Qingluan, one of the five ancient phoenixes!
No wonder you dare to call it 'Zun', no wonder you can leave such a monument!
Xiaozu originally thought that he was some kind of mixed-blood descendant of Qingluan who had no idea how high-minded he was, and he was eager to teach this junior a lesson. Unexpectedly, he met pure-blood Qingluan, one of the Five Ancient Phoenixes.
etc! Not right either! Didn’t those people discover the jade tripod and the heart thousands of years ago? The hill is so well hidden that even hunters found it. Could it be that someone took it out of the Qingluan Ancient Ruins, sealed it with a jade cauldron, and wanted to refine it? Then something unexpected happened. The man died and the jade tripod was buried
Countless conjectures flashed through Xiaozu's head, but they were all thrown away. Whatever! This is Qingluan's heart, which has been tempered by countless geniuses!
"Xiaozu, how are you?" Qin Ming pulled the chain, and it had been half an hour, but there was still no movement.
Xiaozu came back to his senses and rolled his eyes: "Qingluan's heart."
"What?" Qin Ming lost his voice, Qingluan Zhanzun's heart? Is that right? You fell into my hands so easily
"How about everything depends on luck and chance." Xiaozu jumped on Qin Ming's shoulder and turned around: "I have a suggestion, keep this thing!"
"Why? Keep it for whom."
"This heart was definitely not buried in that hill at first, nor was it refined in the jade cauldron. It should have been brought out by someone during the expedition involving tens of thousands of people thousands of years ago. He swallowed it in no hurry, It may also be that he couldn't swallow it at the time, so he tempered it with the genius earth treasure and jade tripod. There is also the possibility that he tried to replace his heart with Qingluan heart, but failed. In short, there are various possibilities, but he failed success."
Qin Ming followed Xiaozu's train of thought and said, "Thousands of years of tempering have given us an advantage. Why not just practice it."
"After thousands of years of tempering, Qingluan's heart has blended with countless genius treasures. It is even more terrifying than before. I let you keep it because you can't control it, and even the white tiger can't control it. As for me... I don't need this thing. Let me give you a suggestion. After you leave here, a group of you can refine it collectively, absorb it together, and benefit from it together."
Qin Ming looked at Xiao Zu in surprise: "What's wrong with you?"
"What's wrong with me?"
"Are you still the Xiaozu I know? That clingy little bastard?"
"You bastard, you and your whole family are bastards." Xiaozu rolled his eyes. If I hadn't been leaving soon, I wouldn't have bothered to help you. "When the time comes, call Hei Feng together. Luan and Feng belong to the same lineage, so it will be a great opportunity for it."
"Give it to it?" Qin Ming felt depressed when he thought of the black hair. He originally wanted to drag him along, but ended up living and dying in Fentian Pavilion. The treasured place where others were tempering their bodies and refining their gods became its bathhouse. He stayed there all day long. Swallowing the fire spirit, he threatened to refine his bloodline and become a true phoenix. Poor those old guys from the Ziyan tribe, they really treat it like a treasure.
Qin Ming picked up the heart and looked around: "Is there any Qingluan inheritance in it?"
"The inheritance was transferred, so I say it was taken out of the monument."
"Nothing left at all?" Qin Ming was unwilling to give in. His thoughts broke into his heart and searched for the inheritance mark over and over again. In the end, he was disappointed. There really was nothing. But after all, this is the heart of Qingluan War Lord, and it has been tempered for thousands of years. The precious energy it contains is absolutely beyond imagination, and it is worth it!
White Tiger came closer and circled around the jade tripod.
"Come on, let's drink some." Qin Ming winked with Bai Hu, drew some juice from the jade cauldron, and each of them started sharing.
The juice entered his body, and the spiritual power all over his body boiled instantly, scalding hot, as if it was going to burn him through.
Qin Ming and Bai Hu swallowed one mouthful at a time, and their bodies were filled with green energy. Their bodies were as clear as jade, and the lines of their meridians were faintly visible.
… … …
The mountain forest is deep, ancient and moist. The ground is covered with thick dead leaves and exudes a putrid smell. Many trees that are hundreds of thousands of years old are huge and lush. They are spiritual, blooming with light, and are spectacular. The terrain of this island is undulating, with countless high mountains of different shapes. One of the thousand-meter-high mountains is very eye-catching, huge and majestic, like an eagle spreading its wings, leaning forward as a whole, steep and precipitous. The mountain is pitch black, there is no grass or tree on the mountain and below, there is no greenery at all, it is bare and pitch black, giving people a dangerous and gloomy aura, which is very eye-catching among the rippling green mountains and forests.
At this moment, the old forest in front of this giant eagle-like mountain is filled with hunters. There are two or three hundred people in groups of three or five. There are still people gathering here deep in the forest.
In the darkness leaning forward of Yingshan Mountain, there is a group of black mist lingering and spreading, like clouds and tides, sometimes still, sometimes tumbling, but still condensing. They seem to be floating out from the black hole at the foot of the mountain, and they look very strange. . The weirdest thing is that there are five skeletons standing in the black mist. Their bones are pale and gloomy and terrifying in the black mist. There is a black energy coiled in their skulls, exuding from the eye sockets, which is evil and terrifying.
"Kacha... Kacha..." They held the bone knives and blocked the door. Their joints kept making weird sounds, which sounded creepy.
There were more than a dozen corpses lying in front of the mountain, all of them chopped to death by them.
A skeleton was skinning the body of a giant bear alive, skillfully picking out the strong thigh bones, and making gestures on his body, as if he was about to change his bones. He gestured again and again, and said something with a clicking sound, like He was asking the opinions of the skeletons behind him.
But the other skeletons were normal, as if they didn't see it or pay attention to it.
Countless people who saw this scene were stunned and their backs felt cold.
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