Chat Group: Traveling Through Billions of Worlds Simultaneously

Chapter 166 Those who eat Qi, the gods are immortal!

"After a lot of hard work, I finally got it!"

Sitting on the throne in the Shadow Castle, Fang Chen looked at the alms bowl in his hand, which was filled with a large amount of Nine Suns Holy Water.

This is the master of the Longevity Secret Realm using great mana to absorb the energy of the sun, the energy of yangming, the energy of yang harmony, the energy of grand yang, the energy of supreme yang, the energy of clear yang, the energy of rising yang, and the energy of positive yang It is formed by the condensation of nine kinds of yang qi, such as qi and twilight yang qi, which are very precious.

It can get rid of all filth, femininity, devilishness, and evil spirit. It is the most precious and rare.

Any treasure, contaminated with the holy water of Nine Suns, will become a pure Yang magic weapon after being sacrificially refined.

Now, Fang Chen got a whole bowl.

Moreover, it is not as simple as it seems on the surface, the bowl is the size of a pond.

In other words, after killing the Seven Leaf Demon Lord, Fang Chen obtained a pond-sized Nine Suns Holy Water, which weighed at least a few tons.

"Absorb it!"

Taking out the World Tree fragments, Fang Chen poured the Nine Suns Holy Water on the buds of the fragments.

Long drought meets rain, desert meets rain and dew.

Immediately, the sprouts are like a hungry man, greedily swallowing nutrients and growing vigorously.

The whole body exudes a rich blue light, surrounding the buds.

Roots grew out of it, extending to unknown places.

In the flashing blue light, the buds are also thriving at a speed visible to the naked eye.

One stem, two buds, three roots.

It corresponds to the number of "Tao begets one, one begets two, two begets three".

This state stayed for three breaths, and then changed again.

The young shoots have pulled out a large number of root hairs again, the stems have been raised, and the young shoots have turned into green leaves.

Soon, the seedling grew into a small tree, swaying with a hazy blue light.

Above the leaves, clouds and mist sprayed out, turning into a small space, like a newborn world.

The young roots protrude into the void, take root in the three thousand worlds, extend to the fairy world, and absorb the spirit of the fairy.

After the entire pond of Nine Suns holy water was absorbed by the world tree fragments, the original shoots had grown into six-foot-tall saplings.

The branches are twisted like a real dragon, extending out small branches and pulling out branches and leaves.

On each leaf, there are condensed complex patterns, forming large formations, emitting blue light.

At the same time, the sound of the Dao flows and merges into chapters and chapters of the Dao of Heaven, and golden flowers appear and fall out of thin air, and celestial maidens scatter flowers, Hongmeng preaches, blows the Dharma conch, and beats the Dharma drum.

The dragon writhes, the white tiger roars, the rose bird screams, and Xuanwu congratulates.

Countless roots rooted in the endless void, drawing back a large amount of immortal energy to strengthen itself.

The breath exhaled from the leaves was rich and fresh, taking a sip, it shocked him mentally.

"Ha ha!"

Fang Chen only felt that subtle formations were constantly forming on the leaves, roots, and trunk.

Those natural formations are so ingenious that they are still being formed and growing stronger.

The tree of the world is like the link between heaven and earth, connecting the void of all worlds with its roots.

"Refining!"

Fang Chen smiled, took out a drop of blood essence, blended into the sapling, and imprinted his own spirit.

In the blue light, a strong suction gushed out, devouring the strength in his body.

Fang Chen didn't stop him, instead, he used the cultivation technique, turning it into the wood emperor's mana, and flowing away.

The sapling was rushed in by Fang Chen's blood essence and Mu Huang's qi, and immediately changed again.

The branches and leaves fluttered like human hands, and a human face loomed in the center of the trunk, like the legendary treant.

This vaguely human face vaguely resembled Fang Chen's.

"Okay! I have finally practiced my natal magic weapon!"

The moment his face appeared on the tree trunk, Fang Chen felt that his soul and the sapling merged into one, regardless of each other.

And the roots of the tree seem to become their own arms, their own hair, extending into the void.

Wisps of immortal aura were absorbed by him to nourish the saplings, while the rest supplemented his body and nourished his spiritual mana.

This world tree has absorbed his mana, fused into his blood essence, and engraved his spiritual brand, like a clone, capable of mastering subtle changes.

The spirit is integrated into it, and through the roots, one can clearly feel various big worlds, void torrents, magnificent fairyland, etc.

Most of the roots are rooted on the barrier of the fairy world, absorbing the spirit of the fairy inside, and strengthening themselves. If they continue to grow like this, they will be able to break through the barrier of the fairy world.

"I am done!"

Fang Chen's face was full of joy, and he stretched out his hand and swallowed the newly grown World Tree into the ancestral aperture between his eyebrows.

"Buzz!"

After the world tree fell into the ancestral aperture between Fang Chen's eyebrows, it took root here deeply.

But its roots submerge into the endless void, extracting the fairy spirit from the depths of time and space.

Its branches and leaves stretch out and run through the whole body.

Especially the emerald green leaves, in each of the orifices, there is a leaf spewing out the light of the sun, nourishing the orifices, tempering the five internal organs, and improving the cultivation base.

Every breath, the total amount of fairy air spewed out by the leaves, can increase the mana strength of the power of a fierce horse.

A stream of fresh air flowed into the mind, nourishing the primordial spirit, and even the power of the mind seemed to be growing stronger.

The speed of this kind of cultivation is thousands of times faster than anyone else's!
It's appalling.

"Those who eat breath, the gods will never die!"

A word popped up in Fang Chen's mind, from now on, he doesn't need any pills and food, and he can really not eat or drink!
With the help of the World Tree, you can directly absorb the aura of the fairy world from the void, and your cultivation will improve by leaps and bounds!
Because the aura of the fairy world is more pure than any elixir.

Even Yuanying Pill, the human-level top-notch elixir of Taiyi Sect, is not comparable to the spiritual energy of the fairy world.

"Congratulations master, congratulations master!"

Feeling the power of the saplings in the world, Yan Na's slightly respectful voice sounded in time.

With the world sapling in hand, the Secret Realm of Longevity will no longer be the end of Fang Chen's practice, but just a journey along the way.

With such a master, his future is bound to be bright.

"Well, have you refined the corpses of the four protoss?"

After recovering from the joy, Fang Chen thought of the records in the original book and asked Yan.

Ordinary means can't help the Protoss at all, only the World Tree is an exception.

Why the god-king, the ancestor of the Protoss, cut off the World Tree was because the World Tree was a deadly threat to the Protoss.

But all the protoss who come into contact with the World Tree will be completely absorbed by it, and there will be no dregs left.

Because the Protoss was originally born from the most mysterious source of Qi between heaven and earth. Like the spirit of the fairy world, it is the nourishment of the World Tree.

Previously, the World Tree only sprouted buds, but did not produce saplings. Fang Chen had nothing to do with the corpses of the four protoss.

It's different now, they can be used as nourishment for World Tree seedlings to help them grow.

Moreover, he, the master, can also obtain a series of benefits.

"Reporting to the master, the old man used the holy water of the underworld to wash and refine the corpses of the four gods day and night, but the effect was minimal!"

Hearing Fang Chen's inquiry, Yan, who felt that he was not doing well, hurriedly replied: "However, Master, I estimate that it will only take two or three years to completely refine it!"

"If that's the case, then forget it!"

Fang Chen didn't care when he heard the words.

With a wave of his hand, he took out the corpses of the four protoss that had been placed in the map of Jiaofu Huangquan.

At the same time, the world sapling seemed to sense some kind of power contained in the corpses of the gods, and automatically stretched out a few roots, stabbing them fiercely on the four corpses.

"Pfft!"

Like a powerful water pump, it quickly absorbed the four corpses.

All the essence in the corpse was sucked out, leaving only a thin layer of skin.

"this this"

Seeing this scene, Yan was so surprised that he couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear, full of astonishment.

At the same time, a deep sense of frustration arose in my heart.

"The World Tree is the nemesis of the Protoss, no matter how hard the shell is, it can't stop the roots of the World Tree!"

Fang Chen explained casually, and then carefully felt the changes in his body.

When the World Tree absorbed the essence of the four Protoss corpses, he could feel that traces of subtle and mysterious vitality were transmitted from the World Tree and absorbed by his mind.

All of a sudden, Fang Chen's body underwent a wonderful change.

Fang Chen couldn't say what changed specifically, it was like a nearsighted person wearing glasses, and the whole world became clearer.

"Huh? My lifespan."

After carefully inspecting his body, Fang Chen didn't find anything, but when he opened the chat group, he suddenly discovered a shocking change.

【Nickname】: Fang Chen
【Sex: Male

[Shouyuan]: 800 years

【Permission】: Group owner
[Address]: "Eternal Life" World

[Martial Arts]: Supernatural powers five layers of heaven and human realm (21 strong horse power)
【Taoism】: Foundation Establishment

[Air Luck]: 33524
[Supernatural powers]: Qingdi Muhuanggong, Chidihuohuangqi, Baidijinhuangzhan, Blackdiwaterhuangquan, Huangdituhuangdao, big cutting technique, Dazizixuanjinjianqi, Tianshi Dafa, Tiangangjueming Hands, Tathagata Palm, Vajra Indestructibility Magic, Yin Yang Treasure, Longevity, Dongxuan Lingbao Sutra
【宝物】：世界树幼苗、蛟伏黄泉图（绝品道器）、魔刀血苍穹（绝品宝器）、五狱王鼎（绝品宝器）、下品宝器X7（七星海棠、望川秋水剑、金晶轮、玉净瓶、风雷旗、太一门弟子制式宝器级飞剑、太一门弟子制式宝器级法衣）、太一门弟子制式灵器级法衣X12、太一门弟子制式灵器级飞剑X11、百宝囊（储物宝器）、钵盂（储物宝器）、白色石狮X3（法器材料）、阴阳万寿丹X3、疯魔减寿丹X3、碧落丹X156421
Quietly, Fang Chen's lifespan limit increased by 4000 years!

From the original 800 years, it actually jumped over directly, reaching as many as 800 years, exceeding half of the longevity!

In addition, after successfully cultivating the World Tree, the luck value column also increased by points.

"Master, what benefits have you gained?"

Hearing the surprise in Fang Chen's tone, Yan asked quickly.

"Oh, it's nothing, a protoss has added 1000 years to my lifespan, a total of 4000 years!"

When Fang Chen heard the words, he replied indifferently.

"Then if I kill ten protoss, can I break the authority of Wanshou Wujiang?"

What is a surprise, this is a surprise!

As we all know, in the eternal life method, monks in the mystical realm of supernatural powers can only live for a maximum of 9999 years no matter what means they use!
This is limited by the rules of the world, and manpower cannot break it!

Only by breaking through to the secret realm of longevity can one break the limit and live for more than 1 years!

Therefore, the first layer of the Longevity Secret Realm is also called Longevity without Boundaries, or Longevity Realm for short!
"My current life span has reached the length of the history of Chinese civilization in my previous life. It's really terrifying!"

Putting away the personal information panel of the chat group, Fang Chen couldn't help sighing.

Although the ruins of Yuanmou Man, which began about 170 million years ago, have been discovered in previous lives, the history of Chinese civilization is only 5000 years old.

Now, less than two years after traveling to this world, he has already extended his lifespan to the length of the entire Chinese history.

The road to immortality is close at hand!

"The roots of the World Tree are too domineering. All the treasure houses of the Protoss have been destroyed, and there is no one left!"

After regaining his senses, Fang Chen checked the four bodies on the ground, and said with some regret.

How can the four protoss have several spiritual weapons, even treasures?

Now it's all right, there's nothing left, and his desire to pick up treasures is completely shattered.

"However, these are all trivial matters. Successfully cultivating the World Tree is more cost-effective than obtaining one thousand and ten thousand treasures!"

Regrets are regrets, compared to the world tree seedlings in his mind, Fang Chen felt that all this was worth it.

"Let me do the math, I have ten treasures in my hand now, and the Five Prison King Cauldron and the Demon Sword Blood Cangqiong are the best among the treasures!"

"Even, that Demon Saber Blood Sky is even more powerful than the Five Prison King Cauldron!"

"In that case, then I'll refine the Demon Sword Blood Sky!"

Although the tripod of the Five Prison Kings is more precious, even if it is one hundred or one thousand treasures, it is not as valuable as it.

But its value is only reflected in alchemy, and it doesn't help much in fighting.

But now that Fang Chen already has the seedlings of the World Tree, he doesn't need to take pills at all, he can eat or drink, and the real Qi eater will never die.

Therefore, the effect of the Five Prison King Ding on him is not that important.

Relatively speaking, the magic knife blood sky has a greater effect on him!
"Just do it!"

Thinking of this, Fang Chen's heart moved, he sank into the space of Jiaofu Huangquantu, and found the magic knife bound here by Yan!

"Buzz."

Feeling the coming of Fang Chen's thoughts, the suppressed Demon Sword Blood Sky shook unwillingly, and the blood burst wildly!
As an unrivaled treasure, or a magic weapon, even if it is suppressed, it is still fierce and murderous, and it is not restricted by others!
"Hmph, suppress me!"

Fang Chen snorted coldly, and with a thought in his mind, the water of Huangquan River turned into a monstrous giant hand, holding the suppressed blood sky in his hand.

Afterwards, one after another mana was poured into it, breaking through the formation like a bamboo.

This magic knife actually only has one magic formation, not as many as nine hundred and ninety-nine like the Five Prison King Ding.

But this magic formation is intricate, it is actually composed of many small formations, and each small formation resembles every organ of the human body.

"The King of Blood Night. The King of Blood Night. The King of Blood Night."

Feeling Fang Chen's monstrous mana, the Demon Sword Blood Sky was not reconciled, and let out a ferocious roar.

At the same time, a ferocious spirit rushed into his mind with Fang Chen's magic power, and a blood shadow appeared in his mind.

There are two wide blood wings behind the blood shadow, emitting countless bloody aura, as if to demonize Fang Chen.

"This is the demon spirit of the Demon Sword Blood Sky? It's called the King of Blood Night? But it hasn't really grown up yet, and it's far less intelligent than Yan! Although it's powerful, it's just a turtle in a urn struggling to die."

"Suppress me!"

Fang Chen knew that the blood shadow with wings appeared in his mind, which was the projection of the magic sword blood sky.

It vainly tried to influence its own spirit, and even launched a counterattack, trying to demonize itself.

However, all of this is just its wishful thinking!

"Are you surrendering or not?"

Fang Chen increased his magic power, shouted again and asked: "If you don't surrender, don't blame me for erasing your spiritual wisdom!"

"Let me surrender, don't even think about it!"

The King of Blood Night waved his wings, roared again and again, and his will was extremely firm.

"In that case, don't blame me for being rude!"

With a soft drink, Fang Chen threw the magic knife directly into the Huangquan River.

In an instant, a large amount of Wangqing water wrapped the magic knife and submerged it.

He doesn't have so much patience, it's good if he is willing to surrender, but if he is not willing to surrender, then just wipe out his spiritual wisdom.

The Qi Ling who is just a top-notch treasure, really thinks he is a character?
It's just a big joke!

"what"

Soon, the scream of the Blood Night King came out from the magic knife, and it became weaker and weaker.

After a while, the screams completely disappeared.

"No matter how crazy you are, can you resist the erosion of Wangqing Water, the world's number one holy water?"

Seeing this, Fang Chen sneered and was not moved.

The holy water of Huangquan is the first-class holy water in the world, so how can it be a false name?
After the spirit of the weapon was completely dispersed, the magic knife blood sky became a completely ownerless thing, and it also stopped.

Fang Chen's mana and spirit instantly penetrated into the body of the magic knife, completely refining that formation.

"call out"

The blood sky turned into a streak of light, which fell into Fang Chen's hands, flickering like a streak of bloody lightning.

After being imprinted with a spiritual brand, Blood Sky is like a well-behaved kitten, as if using his arms and fingers to strike wherever he points.

"Okay, I'm too lazy to change your face, let's name you again, let's call it Blood Sky!"

Touching the blood-red long knife, Fang Chen said to it fondly.

This moment and that moment, when he was still weak before, even if he got a treasure, he didn't dare to use it openly.

It can only be changed to avoid being recognized.

But it is different now, his current strength is no longer that of Wuxia Amon.

Even if someone recognizes that this is a peerless treasure, the magic knife blood sky, so what?

Could it still be snatched from him?

"Let's go, let's see how many treasures Xiaohan and Hongyi have looted!"

Contentedly putting away the blood sky, Fang Chen stepped down from the throne, ready to meet Fang Han and Princess Hongyi.

(End of this chapter)