Brother Zhetian Yang

Chapter 272 Picking the Holy Fruit
"The smell ahead is so fragrant. Just the smell alone is intoxicating."

"There must be ripe holy fruit there."

The spring pool on this mountain is relatively large, about two meters long and wide. It seems that we can get more water.

Beside the pool, there are three small trees half a meter high, as red as fire, with golden light shining like red agate.

They are like three dwarfs, with branches like arms and exposed root tips like legs, which is very strange.

A rich aroma emanated, and there was a pink fruit on the top of the three small trees, which was crystal clear. Their shapes were like little dolls, very special.

"Isn't this a ginseng tree?"

"No, the ginseng tree is much taller than this, and its fruits are not pink."

The three fist-sized pink fruits were swaying left and right on the top of the tree, as if they were about to jump down.

After taking three fruits, Yang Xingchen took one, and then cut six rhizomes from it. Yang Xingchen asked for four, and Ye Fan asked for two.

Yang Xingchen took another four cubic meters of divine spring water from here. The pool here was relatively large, so Yang Xingchen took more.

"We don't have time to refine it here. Let's hide in the bronze coffin tonight. That coffin can resist Huang's power."

Yang Xingchen jumped down from the top of the mountain like a cannonball and rushed toward the bronze coffin halfway up the mountain.

Arriving in front of the coffin, Ye Fan began to recite the strange scripture of mending the sky.

The sound resounded throughout the world, as deafening as thunder, and the surrounding trees were shaken to the point of rattling.

When reciting this kind of sutra, no divine power is required. Just reciting it will exude a mysterious wave.

The bronze coffin reacted immediately, remembering the same scripture there, expounding the truth of the Tao even more loudly. A feeling of coercion spread out.

The huge coffin, lying on the ground, looked very primitive and vicissitudes of life, as if it had traveled through endless time and space.

Click click click.

With the roar of the heavenly sound of the avenue, the coffin lid was shaken and slid down, and Yang Xingchen and Ye Fan rushed inside.

The heavenly sound of the avenue was roaring continuously, and Yang Xingchen understood it seriously.

"The way of heaven is to make up for the excess of damage and make up for the deficiency..."

The vast and profound sound seemed to be transmitted through time and space, as shocking as Huang Zhong Da Lu.

The heavenly sound of the Great Dao is as deep as the ocean, profound and difficult to understand. It is like the prayers of ancient ancestors or the Zen singing of gods. Slowly flowing into the heart, people's hearts are shaken, and they don't know when or where they are.

This mysterious heavenly sound is only a few hundred words long. It rang over and over again, clearly engraved in Yang Xingchen's heart.

These hundreds of ancient characters are difficult to understand and mysterious. It wasn't until it was deeply imprinted in my heart that the mysterious Tianyin disappeared.

"These hundreds of words of mysterious scriptures are really magical." Ye Fan said.

"Yes, this scripture is really mysterious and powerful. It's a pity that it is not something that our current level of cultivation can understand." Yang Xingchen said.

Outside the coffin were nine huge dragon corpses. Yang Xingchen and Ye Fan stepped forward.

These nine dragon corpses were as if they were made of steel, with flashing black light and full of explosive power. Although they looked ordinary, they made people tremble.

"Could this be the legendary real dragon?"

"I don't know, their origins are very mysterious." Yang Xingchen remembered that they seemed to be true immortal level dragon corpses.

"There are no real dragons in this world, but I heard that one of the ultimate forms cultivated by the demon clan is dragon transformation.

"Their blood is probably comparable to the elixir of death. I'll try to collect some real dragon blood to extend my life and refine medicine." Ye Fan rushed forward. Yang Xingchen smiled and watched him chopping hard without leaving even a scratch.

The sky here quickly darkened, and a terrifying aura emanated from the abyss.

The power of the years spread out, first covering the nine holy mountains, and then spreading outward.

That kind of terrible energy fluctuation, as if the end of the world is coming.

Yang Xingchen stayed in the coffin and observed silently.

Ye Fan was on the left side of the coffin, and Yang Xingchen went to the right side of the coffin and sat cross-legged there.

He took out a pink fruit from the white jade bottle. It was only the size of a fist. It looked like a little doll and was lifelike. If the color were not pink, it could really be regarded as a ginseng fruit.

He has never refined this fruit before, and he plans to refine one to improve his physique.

An alluring fragrance penetrated directly into his internal organs, causing every inch of his flesh and blood to absorb this rich fragrance. This crystal-clear, crystal-like fruit contained amazing vitality.

Yang Xingchen took a bite, and it melted in his mouth. A wonderful aroma spread out, and his whole body was enveloped in divine light. The misty multi-colored rays of light seemed to rise up.

He immediately began to meditate and refine, trying to refine and absorb all the medicinal effects of this fruit without wasting it.

At this time, Yang Xingchen's body was as if it was on fire, and his whole body was emitting a blazing light. He felt very comfortable all over.

He quickly felt the fragments of the laws of heaven and earth in this fruit, a very strange rule and the power of order.

After Ye Fan swallowed it, he naturally repaired the scars on the road, while after Yang Xingchen swallowed it, he obviously improved his physique.

Rumble.

Yang Xingchen, who was refining the divine fruit, was suddenly awakened by a loud sound. All nine holy mountains were shaking, and the breathtaking aura emitted was too terrifying.

Clatter, clatter, that was the sound of the chain sliding, as if it was tying a devil.

That kind of peerless and ferocious aura made people's hair stand on end. Fortunately, there was a bronze coffin to block it.

Yang Xingchen knew that that guy should be the Dacheng Holy Body who was going crazy.

It was safe in this coffin. Yang Xingchen would rather concentrate on his cultivation and not think about the crazy Dacheng Holy Body outside.

It took Yang Xingchen a few days to refine all the fruits, and all the essence was absorbed by him.

Yang Xingchen felt that his body was full of vitality and his blood was strong.

His golden blood rushed out of his body, and golden thunder and lightning and stars surrounded his body.

Ye Fan is still refining the magic medicine, and at least two are needed to complete the rule fragments.

The Nine Wonders of Immortality Medicine is divided into nine strains, and we still need to continue to collect them.

If these nine immortality pills are all put together, they can be as strong as two or three immortality pills.

Now that the Nine Wonders of Immortal Medicine has been separated, it lacks spirituality, and the ignorant soul can no longer be born in it, nor can it fly around and escape.

The laws of heaven and earth contained in it are incomplete and can only be complete when they are put together.

Now that they are separated, if taken alone, they can cleanse the tendons and cut the marrow to improve the physical condition without worrying about drug resistance.

It was another early morning. After Yang Xingchen drank some divine spring water, he and Ye Fan charged towards another mountain peak again.

(End of this chapter)