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Chapter 785: Spinal Dragon Cultivation Method [Seeking Everything]

Author: Yan Senshangli

Chapter 785: Spinal Dragon Cultivation Method [Seeking Everything]

Qin Fang once again unintentionally became the creator of history.

As for the subsequent mutiny of the ancient gods? Qin Fang did not care about it, nor did he want to care about it.

In a short period of time, the ancient gods could no longer take into account the destiny of the human race, no, it could even be said to be all races.

At the foot of Qixia Mountain, a group of over 100 million human beings live happily, almost all of them are regarded as food, food for the ancient gods who gather every ten years.

Qin Fang hid in the sky, quietly watching and observing the human race here.

The human race here is almost numb.

Although every ten years they will encounter a terrible disaster that is close to annihilation, but in these ten years, they can have good weather and have everything they want, which is not too happy. What's more, they are directly brainwashed into thinking that they are eaten by gods. This It is a very noble ceremony and the supreme baptism for the body.

This kind of human race will not eat or drink for the first ten days before the ceremony begins, and cleanse themselves every day to keep themselves pure, waiting for the favor of the gods. This is simply the most obedient food.

If they are not selected, this is equivalent to a symbol of impurity in body and spirit. The gods have not eaten them. When the ceremony is over, they will commit suicide and serve their god father in another form.

"I saw the gods descending to the sacred mountain again."

"I really look forward to being eaten by the Lord God. You must choose me."

"Wow, God, this is a God."

"I can't understand why there are idiots in the clan who resist the gods?"

"Yes, don't they know that being eaten by the gods is their best destination? Why are they struggling?"

Qin Fang really felt these fanatical thoughts. Is this really the human race? Why are their thoughts so disgusting? Why don't they want to resist? Why didn't they fight against the ancient gods?

To be honest, resistance is just a noble term.

Who said that the human race here never resisted? They were just submerged in the long river of history.

In the early days of being enslaved by the ancient gods, epic battles broke out here one after another. They threw their heads and blood in order to give the subsequent human race a chance to rise again. But? Is it useful?

It has no effect. For this group of human sages to rely on their own strength to fight against the gods, it is simply a dream. Therefore, amid the constant killings, fewer and fewer people dare to resist.

Even the ancient gods started the so-called continuous sitting system and found that those who resist would be guilty of the same crime as the rebels if they did not report.

In a series of high-pressure and tolerant policies, the entire human race under Qixia Mountain has become the most docile race. They even wash themselves and are almost delivered to the mouths of gods.

When Qin Fang came here, he had only one idea: to pass on the method to unlock the Spinal Dragon. He wanted a batch of seeds that came from the past but could fight in the future. But what he saw about the situation here? It seemed that his work could not be done. Push forward.

If he insists on preaching, maybe he will be reported as soon as he preaches. Besides, what he preaches is like pigs in captivity. Will they go to practice? Maybe not.

This group of humans is hopeless, really hopeless. Just when Qin Fang was about to give up, he suddenly realized, eh, no, something is wrong. There are still rebels here, but they are hidden in the mountains.

In swamps, dense forests and other dangerous places far away from mental retardation, they still want to fight and still have faith.

Qin Fang disguised himself as an ordinary old human man and came to Wucan Mountain.

Mist-remnant mountains.

This is the base camp of the resistance army, built deep in the swamp of 30,000 miles, with a population of only one million. This place is full of dangers. If you are not careful, you are very likely to die. However, they still rely on the tenacious character of the human race to persevere.

Character, it is difficult to survive here.

Poisonous insects, snakes, ants, seemingly any kind of creature could kill them.

Qin Fang watched quietly in the sky. The people here were sallow, thin, and had severe hair loss. This was a serious lack of nutrition. Even the tribal leaders here were like this. There were no exceptions.

This means that the human race here is of the same mind, and the age structure here is almost dominated by young adults. This is why the human race here has formed an unwritten rule. As long as they are over forty, they cannot create value for the tribe, that is, take the initiative

He threw himself into the endless swamp without adding any burden to the tribe, leaving the hope of life to those who came after him.

To be honest, seeing this scene, Qin Fang's eyes became moist.

Qin Fang no longer hesitated, created a scene, was chased by a sharp-toothed tiger, and attracted the attention of others.

In the end, Qin Fang was rescued with many dangers, was carried back to the clan, and received careful but rough treatment.

It is said to be meticulous because the people here take great care of him; to be said to be rough, it is because the herbs used by the people here are simply made up and have some effects, but not very much.

When the cultivation is almost complete, the Qin*Best Actor* will take the title, gradually replacing the older generation of human kings and becoming the king of the new tribe.

In the blink of an eye, a hundred years passed.

Most of the clan members who deserved to die have already died. Only Qin Fang is still alive and in his prime. There have been three generations of people in the clan, and there are only a few people of the same era as him, except for the personal guards who followed him to practice.

Not much.

This caused an uproar within the tribe, and they all knelt down and worshiped Qin Fang. This was the true human king. Only then could he lead the entire human race to glory.

To be honest, under Qin Fang's leadership in the past hundred years, the situation has long been prosperous, and the population has exploded, reaching five million. This is the limit of the swamp, not the limit of the human race.

One day, Qin Fang summoned all the tribesmen and said: "This is the path of cultivation unique to the human race that I have figured out for hundreds of years. If I continue to practice, who will say that I, the human race, cannot kill gods."

Qin Fang, after spending a full hundred years, finally spread the word quietly.

The entire tribe immediately cheered, and without exception, they all practiced Qin Fang's method.

"It's so exquisite. It activates the human spine dragon?"

"Hey, can you get power in this way? I don't believe it."

"I'll try."

The human race in the swamp began to try. Among them, there are actually a few who are suitable for practice. In one day, they penetrated the acupuncture points of three dragons on the spine, communicated with the unknowable place, and obtained a strength that is not weaker than the gold level.

Qin Fang was very satisfied with this.

During the past hundred years, Qin Fang raised his head from time to time to observe the situation in the entire Qixia Mountain.

The ancient gods were in chaos, completely in chaos, and the Emperor of Heaven disappeared. At first, these gods could hold back and exercise restraint. After all, no one knew whether the Emperor of Heaven would suddenly return, and no one dared to take the lead.

In the eighty years, not one ancient god has left. After all, the Emperor of Heaven has disappeared. Who knows who the successor of the Emperor of Heaven is? They don't want to suddenly be announced as their former colleagues as the Emperor of Heaven after returning.

In a simple sentence: All the gods present want to become the Emperor of Heaven.

If these ancient gods don't leave, the human race under Qixia Mountain will suffer.

Thirty thousand ancient gods, even if each of them eats one person every day, this is still a huge population. The number of creatures in this human race is getting fewer and fewer, and they have even become a tool for reproduction. Some creatures with special habits like to eat babies.

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Even so, this human race still doesn't want to resist, and still grovels, becoming a ration manufacturing machine for the gods.

When Qin Fang saw this scene, he was very angry. He was like a patriarch, hating the iron but not steel, but there was nothing he could do about it. As the old saying goes: You can never wake up a person who is pretending to sleep.

Looking at Qixia Mountain again, the patience of the gods seems to be exhausted. The God of Space is under the instigation of the gods.

"You have the best relationship with the Emperor of Heaven. If you don't go, who would dare to go?"

"You are the third younger brother of the Emperor of Heaven. If you don't go, who among us would dare."

"We are also concerned about the Emperor of Heaven. After all, this is a report every ten years? We also want to tell the Emperor of Heaven in person."

"Besides, if the Emperor of Heaven is no longer around, wouldn't we have to recommend you to become the second Emperor of Heaven? After all, who is as good as you?"

"Yes, yes, space itself, you are the most suitable."

The God of Space was lost in the sugar-coated bullets, and finally couldn't help it. Driven by curiosity, he used special means to successfully enter the retreat place of the Emperor of Heaven. At first glance, the secret room was empty, and there was no Emperor of Heaven anywhere.

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Just when the God of Space was immersed in the dream of becoming the second Emperor of Heaven, the entire ancient race of gods knew that the Emperor of Heaven had disappeared. So, with their own concerns, wouldn't this happen?

The entire divine court started a chaotic war, and no one wanted to become the final emperor of heaven.

God of Space: Ah, this is different from the script. Didn’t it say that he would support me to become the second Emperor of Heaven? Why is everything in chaos now?

God of Cause and Effect: "Uh, do you dare to ask if you are a stick? Do you believe in this kind of thing? You are the only one? Why do you become the Emperor of Heaven?"

God of Destiny: "Ah, you can't really take it seriously, wow, what a naive God of Space."

These words directly made the God of Space blush with embarrassment, but more importantly, he was angry. He was actually played by these gods. Mad, however, he still said in a stern tone: "Aren't you afraid of the sudden return of the Emperor of Heaven?

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God of Devouring: "I'm really going to die laughing. We have been promoted to the pinnacle of gods. Can't we still compete for the position of Emperor of Heaven?"

"Yes, the Emperor of Heaven returns, what if his strength can still surpass us? I don't mind returning the position of Emperor of Heaven to him, but if his strength has never surpassed mine, I'm sorry, I will take the position of Emperor of Heaven.

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"Hehe, I thought so too."

For a time, the battle became even more fierce. It seemed that the Divine Court was about to be shattered, and a peak of the towering Qixia Mountain was also cut off.

Qin Fang silently put up a super god-level defense to prevent this pure land from being disturbed. Everything in the outside world had no influence on this place. In the next hundred years, the human race entered a period of great explosion, with countless levels

Masters of endless power appear one after another.

In order to better distinguish the strengths and weaknesses of each stage, Qin Fang took the initiative to divide them into black iron, silver, and gold.

As for Qin Fang, no one knows his specific strength, because no one has seen the human king Qin Fang take action since one hundred and fifty years ago.

The battle at Qixia Mountain lasted for a thousand years before it was over.

The second Emperor of Heaven was born out of nowhere, promoted to a half-step super god level, pushed through everything, and snatched the Emperor's Scepter that controlled the lives of these ancient gods, and became the second Emperor of Heaven with great force.

This battle is also over.

However, the aftermath of this battle is far from over.

Let’s talk about Qixia Mountain first.

Qixia Mountain, which was originally like a pillar in the sky, was cut off by the sky, leaving only half of the base, leaving Qixia Mountain without its former majesty.

As for the Divine Court, it was shattered into fragments scattered all over the place. Perhaps it will take a long time to repair it before it can be successful.

The majesty of the ancient gods was almost shattered in this battle. Countless races also began to resist, and it turned out to be a certain climate, so the gods from all walks of life spoke out angrily.

"Emperor of Heaven, we need to return and quell the rebellion."

"Yes, Emperor Heaven, our lair has been stolen."

"Please also ask the Emperor of Heaven for approval."

"This divine court can be restored at any time, but please allow us to return and quell the rebellion."

"Yes, Emperor Tian, ​​this? You won't refuse, right?"

Such voices kept ringing out, as if they didn't take him, the second Emperor of Heaven, seriously.

However, the second Emperor of Heaven was not angry at all, and even promised not to hold the debriefing meeting held every ten years until the restoration of the Divine Court was completed.

As a result, the entire Qixia Mountain fell into a deathly silence.

Qin Fang may be the only one who understands the thoughts of the second Heavenly Emperor. He wants to explore the wealth and rules mysteries left by the first Heavenly Emperor Tianrao.

When Qin Fang was thinking about whether to kill the second Emperor of Heaven, a child's voice as clear as a silver bell rang in his ears.

"Grandpa Qin, wake up, you can't sleep. Grandpa said that if you fall asleep, you will die."

Qin Fang laughed at the little boy's words, held him in his arms, and said, "Grandpa Qin will not die. He hasn't seen our little boy get married and start a business. How can I die?"

In these thousand years, Qin Fang has become the soul of the human race, an existence like a sea-fixing needle. If something happens to him, the consequences will be disastrous.

"Human King, what should we do next?"

Over the course of a thousand years, hundreds of human gods suddenly appeared among the human race. This was something that even Qin Fang could not imagine.

I don’t know if it’s because the energy in the unknown land is too strong, or because the human race is too blessed by nature.

Qin Fang's eyes flashed with wisdom and he said: "Start the second phase of the plan and lay out the destiny."

"yes."

As a result, hundreds of human gods and ten thousand legendary humans rushed in all directions with the swamp as the core. They wanted to pass on the spine dragon cultivation method to the entire destiny.

【Ding, your stay in this time and space shall not exceed 10 days.】

Yes, Qin Fang has stayed long enough.

Qin Fang looked at the child with four pupils in front of him and said quietly:

"Fuxi, I will leave the future of the human race in your hands. My time has come. Before I die, I have to find a god and let him see the sharpness of the human race. By the way, don't forget these years,

My charge to you."

"Any human race who practices the method of the Spinal Dragon and reaches the realm of gods, except for those who have been preaching for thousands of years, must enter the human emperor's palace. No one can leave without my order. This is a boring thing. If some people are not willing, they can't.

Not force."

Although Qin Fang said he was not forcing his words, he still had a murderous look.

Fuxi understood immediately. If he disobeys, he will be killed!

Thank you to all the food and clothing parents for reading.

Thank you, thank you.

(End of chapter)