fifth form

Chapter 2421: The Thing in the Tripod

Zhang Xuezhou was once shocked by the huge Yuzhou Ding. He believed that it contained wisdom and mystery of the ancient monks, which also made later generations worship it.

But when he cracked the Qingzhou Ding, he felt it was incredibly easy and casual.

He chose a position as the starting point, and then released magic power in a clockwise direction. This way of controlling the Qingzhou Ding caused His Majesty to be pulled by a huge force, and the speed at which magic power was lost from his body increased nearly twice as fast.

This made him choose to operate in the opposite direction the second time.

He marked the order in which the magic power was injected into the Qingzhou Ding as one, two, three, and four, and the second time he controlled it he used the method of four, three, two, and one.

"Survived!"

A feeling of sudden relaxation of the body came over him, and His Majesty only felt that the pulling force of the Qingzhou Ding had greatly subsided, and the magic power in the orifices of his body was no longer stimulated at all.

He exhaled a breath of purple air and felt that he had survived.

Without the extreme pull of the Qingzhou Ding, he was now able to slowly move his huge body.

“Is this tripod so easy to control?” Zhang Xuezhou complained, “I can’t even tell the difference between yin and yang!”

“If this is the Yang Ding, the way you controlled it the first time was Yin, and the way you controlled it the second time was Yang,” said His Majesty.

"Is it so easy to distinguish between yin and yang?" Zhang Xuezhou asked in surprise.

"You can't ask people thousands of years ago to make the magic weapon complex. If the control of this magic weapon was complicated and no one knew about it, the Qin Emperor would have put this tripod outside!"

The Lord stretched out his dragon body and slowly swam down to the bottom of the cauldron. The eyes in his dragon head showed vertical pupils. The body of the warrior who had been continuously attacking him suddenly trembled, and the phosphorous fire in his eyes began to shake.

"Damn it!"

His Majesty cursed softly.

He seldom uses the power of vertical pupils, which can be considered his hidden talent.

But after using his special skill, he was unable to instantly wipe out the souls of the two jumping terracotta warriors.

During the several hours he was locked in the Qingzhou Ding, his physical strength was obviously greatly reduced.

"Give me back my cultivation!"

He roared, and his dragon body covered with red scales quickly wrapped around the immobile terracotta warrior.

Amid the entanglement and crushing sounds of "bang bang", His Majesty roared at the Qingzhou Ding unwillingly.

If the body was only temporarily weak, everything could be recovered by recovering, but His Majesty felt as if something had been deprived of his body by the Qingzhou Ding, and the lost ability would not recover with time.

Even if he continued to practice, this deficiency would be difficult to make up for.

Before escaping from the Qingzhou Ding, Zun Shang was only thinking about what he could do to survive, but after gaining physical freedom, he couldn't help but seek to regain his own power.

"Heaven, Earth, Yin, Yang, open!"

A dull roar came from his mouth.

While circling the Qingzhou Ding, the four magical powers of the Lord also penetrated into the Qingzhou Ding.

Compared to Zhang Xuezhou who can only use one or two percent of his magic power, Your Majesty's magic power is many times stronger.

Zhang Xuezhou only had time to drive the terracotta horses to pull the bronze chariot back a few steps, and then he saw gray mist rising from the Qingzhou Ding and pouring down like overflowing water.

"Mana, blood, and demonic power, they are all mine!"

His Majesty roared and roared, and he felt that everything that had been taken away from him was flowing back.

He opened his mouth and swallowed the rolling gray mist madly. His body grew larger in an instant.

The body of more than thirty feet long stretched to forty feet long in just a moment, and continued to expand.

But no matter how fast His Majesty swallowed it, the gray mist continued to fall to the ground, then exploded and drifted in all directions. A thin gray mist approached, and Zhang Xuezhou felt a tingling sensation that pricked his skin. The demonic power in his body that had not yet fully recovered quickly rose up as if it had obtained some kind of panacea.

Some small thoughts just crossed Zhang Xuezhou's mind, but as soon as he saw the mad-looking Lord, he could not help but quickly drive the terracotta horse backwards.

"I'll go back to the center of the formation and reinforce the acupuncture point determination technique!"

Zhang Xuezhou found an excuse and shouted towards the Master who was wandering around in a huge demon body, indicating that he would not interfere with the Master's practice, nor would he destroy the other party's chance to repair his body.

"This deity... This deity will not treat you unfairly... Ah~"

Zhang Xuezhou was obviously very sensible. He heard the Lord's satisfied voice, and then after just a moment of surprise, he burst into panic shouting.

"There's something else in this tripod!"

His Majesty shook the huge dragon head.

The Qingzhou Ding poured out the breath that had been drained from his body, and the Master's cultivation continued to recover, and his body continued to grow and expand to return to its original state.

Everything seemed normal, but His Majesty felt that the growth rate was too fast.

Based on his current recovery speed, and taking into account the gray mist that was currently pouring out of the Qingzhou Cauldron, His Majesty felt that his body would not only recover to its normal length of a hundred feet, but that this length would most likely double.

This is clearly not a normal situation.

His cultivation had reached a limit, and his body had also reached a limit in size; it was impossible for it to double in size easily.

The length of his body could not be extended, and it was impossible for his ninth realm cultivation to become the superposition of two ninth realms.

He wandered around trying to get farther away, but he felt that his body was being pulled by the power of the Qingzhou Ding and it was difficult for him to go far. It seemed that the gray mist did not require him to actively swallow it, and it would still erode into his body.

This horrified His Majesty, who felt that he might have accidentally touched something when he was learning Zhang Xuezhou's control method.

When he swept his eyes over it, he saw a black flag embroidered with "Qin" emerging from the Qingzhou Ding, and His Majesty reacted belatedly.

"In addition to the aura absorbed by the Qingzhou Ding to suppress the earth spirit here, there are also means created by Qin Emperor Ying Zheng. What on earth did the Great Qin Magic Flag in the Ding attract?"

The sources of spiritual energy are different, so the names are different.

The earth's spiritual energy is also spiritual energy. After being drawn by the mountains, rivers and veins, it flows into the Qingzhou Ding.

This kind of spiritual energy will not cause any harm, and may even have a positive effect on the recovery of your cultivation.

What really caused the problem was the Great Qin Law Flag contained in the Qingzhou Cauldron.

Pulled by His Majesty's magic power, the repeated tugs also pulled out the Great Qin flag. There were some things in the gray fog that His Majesty did not understand, which also caused the abnormalities during recovery.

For great monks whose bodies can bear it, this may be a God-given opportunity to increase their strength, but for the Lord who finds it difficult to break through the limit, this is a fatal drug.

If he could not stop the contamination, it would be difficult to get rid of the continuous invasion of the gray fog. His Majesty felt that his body would probably explode after reaching a certain limit.

Either he would be eaten to death by the Qingzhou Ding, or he would be exploded to death by the Qingzhou Ding. This repeated reversal would lead to death, which frightened His Majesty.

"Yang, Yin, Earth, Heaven, Shut!"

He stretched out his dragon claws and released four streams of magic power in succession.

The gray mist that was being spewed out by the Qingzhou Ding stopped, but His Majesty's fear had not yet subsided. He saw that the Qingzhou Ding seemed to be strangled by the throat. There were bursts of dull sounds coming from the Ding, and the three huge tripod legs began to tremble.

It was as if something was constantly accumulating in the Qingzhou Ding and gathering, but the outlet was closed by His Majesty.

Before he even had the slightest thought of escaping, the Qingzhou Ding had already erupted again.

In just a moment, countless gray, white, and black things like mist boiled and gushed out.

As His Majesty struggled a bit, he felt a lot of mist rushing into his body frantically, causing his huge body to expand rapidly.