Punch In a Perfect World

  Chapter 209 Suzaku Divine Bird, a small cauldron!

   "Then continue, with this copper coffin, those desolate slaves should not dare to approach." Shi Zhong said.

"good."

  Ye Fan picked up the Lingquan and the remaining divine fruit, broke off some divine branches, and then started to move towards the second divine mountain.

The divine spring produced in the ancient forbidden land is the best treasure liquid against the power of time. The stone bell carries the copper coffin forward, and sometimes the desolate slave who jumps out just stands there and stares blankly at the two without thinking. Dare to approach.

   Soon, they picked other types of divine fruit.

  Some of them stood on the branches like Suzakus, their bodies were red, like burning flames, as if they could leave the sacred tree with a single movement and go away with the wind.

   There is also a small tripod, just like the real thing, with natural rhyme, simplicity and nature, with magical energy flowing in it.

  Besides that, there are also the blue Eight Diagrams, the gray Chaos Divine Clock, etc., which look extremely strange. It is just a sacred tree, and the fruits it bears come in so many shapes.

Ye Fan gradually refined these divine fruits, and Shi Zhong was right next to him, feeling the rumble of the Dao sound, and the golden light blooming from the altar. repair.

Sometimes, Shi Zhong even saw Ye Fan's body shrinking, and his appearance was also walking like a child. Fortunately, Ye Fan suppressed himself with the nine emperor characters, otherwise Shi Zhong might have to wrap him in diapers hug back.

  After more than ten days, Ye Fan refined all these divine fruits, which made his aura soar, and the Tao wounds in his body almost disappeared.

   "The divine fruit has been harvested, why hasn't my wound on the Great Way fully healed yet?"

  Ye Fan frowned slightly, because the injury of the Great Dao can only exist or disappear, otherwise, even if there are only almost invisible scars left, it will gradually expand and eventually relapse.

   "Aren't there still two kinds of failures?"

   "When we first came to Big Dipper, we picked two of them, and they probably haven't grown back yet."

   "Then chew its branches, dig some roots and swallow them, the effect should be similar."

   "Okay, go and try, the copper coffin will let me resist for a while."

  Ye Fan carried the copper coffin on his back, and the bones all over his body slapped, which made his face turn red all of a sudden. He gritted his teeth and started walking towards the remaining two holy mountains step by step.

  On the way, they could still see some desolate slaves from time to time, but they all backed away when they saw the copper coffin, as if they didn't want to be contaminated by something in it, avoiding them like snakes and scorpions.

  The two reached the top of the last two holy mountains, and found a huge five-color altar, but it was already incomplete.

   "It seems that this is just a stopping point. Starting from Mount Tai on the earth, passing through the ancient star Yinghuo, and finishing here halfway, I don't know where the next stop and the end point will be."

  Ye Fan secretly sighed, dug out the rhizome, took it, and the transformation still occurred in the body, which had the same effect as taking the divine fruit.

   When going down the mountain, Ye Fan nearly rolled down with the copper coffin on his back, but Shi Zhong grabbed him and took the copper coffin over.

   "It's the first time I've seen a pervert whose physical body is stronger than mine." Ye Fan laughed.

   "I started practicing at the age of four. My realm is higher than yours, and my physical body is naturally stronger." Shi Zhong said.

  Ye Fan was surprised: "You have been here since you were four years old? Could it be that a hidden saint on the earth brought you here? But I have never heard of your name before?"

   Talents like them are like a shining gold, no matter where they are, they will be noticed, and it is almost impossible to ignore them.

   "You can't say it, you can't say it." Shi Zhong stretched out his index finger and shook it.

   "How about we fight at the same level when my realm catches up? I have a hunch that you will be the strongest opponent I will defeat, bar none."

   "What are you thinking? Your cultivation speed is not bad, but it is impossible to catch up with me. Even if we fight at the same level, I will be the only one who will fight you." Shi Zhong showed no sign of weakness.

  His physical body is too perverted, even if he suppresses his cultivation, he can't suppress the physical body. Unless the two are of the same level, it is almost impossible to fight at the same level.

   The two chatted and chatted, and they had already reached the top of the last holy mountain. After collecting part of the rhizome, Ye Fan was about to swallow and refine it, but Shi Zhong took out a thousand-year-old cauldron and threw it on the ground.

   Then, he poured in a large amount of divine spring water, and threw in seven kinds of divine fruits and two kinds of sacred tree roots and leaves.

   "Shuai Shuai, do you want to mix salad or make soup?" Ye Fan smiled, and the two of them communicated in the "dialect" unique to the earth like fellow villagers.

"neither."

  Shi Zhong's hands didn't stop, and continued to throw some elixir, refining materials, blood essence of beasts, divine earth and divine gold, etc. into it, and then used the treasure as fire to boil the liquid inside.

   "Wow, handsome, I didn't realize that you have such a strong taste. This is dark food. Who are you trying to poison to death?" Ye Fan leaned up and looked at the churning black liquid in the cauldron.

   "Carrying that bronze tripod, sweating all over, now take a bath." Shi Zhong laughed, stripped off his clothes, and jumped in.

   "Put the lid on me!" Shi Zhong shouted to Ye Fan.

  Ye Fan looked at him with strange eyes: "I have seen many perverts, but this is the first time I have seen one who has reached your stage of perversion."

   "You know a hammer, hurry up." Shi Zhong shouted, afraid that the essence of the **** fruit would escape.

   "Okay, I will reluctantly meet your perverted request." Ye Fan picked up the tripod cover on the ground and put it on with a bang.

  Ye Fan didn't delay either, he sat cross-legged by the tripod and swallowed the root of the last magic medicine, using his body as a furnace to refine the divine substance in it to make up for the damage of the Dao.

  His arms are imprinted in nothingness, and various lines of heaven and earth come one after another, forming two mysterious Dao pictures on his arms, engraved with eternal truth.

  Wonderful sounds resounded between heaven and earth, and Ye Fan smiled, speaking from his heart. During this period of time, he experienced too much, the warmth and coldness of human relations, and stepped on the earth with a dying body. He had a new understanding and his state of mind rose to another level.

  When he opened his eyes, he found that a bright thunderbolt actually fell from the top of the clear sky, coming straight towards him.

   "I'll go..." Ye Fan quickly turned over, only to find that the thunderbolt landed on the cauldron beside him exactly.

  The entire tripod was covered by thunder light, like the Zhan Zhan Lei River hanging down from the nine heavens, directly overturning on it.

  The violent thunder light was full of violent destructive power, reflecting the entire holy mountain white and dazzling, with a huge momentum, but no trace of energy leaked out, as if there was a force imprisoning it in this holy mountain.

  The inner part of the tripod rioted wildly, and the top of the tripod seemed to be overturned, and a large amount of lightning flashed out from the gap, which was shocking.

  (end of this chapter)