Man is in the heavens, parasites are born

Chapter 84 Bone Altar
Seeing this scene, Fang Ming laughed in the world inside the seed fruit.

This little tower's bottom line is indeed flexible. He was teasing himself just now, but now he is taking action himself.

Soon, the little tower's voice rang out, "It doesn't know much. It only knows that this sealed place exists. Its ancestors just figured out how to open the small world, but because they committed too much murder, they were besieged and killed by the sacred groups of this world. So, we need to personally explore the specific situation inside."

The knuckle-sized golden seed shook in agreement, and then a golden glow drifted towards the crescent-shaped broken blade.

The golden light spread and bombarded the crescent-shaped broken blade.

The golden light spots dispersed at the touch of a button, and the melodious "ding ding" sound resounded throughout the surrounding area, but Fang Ming was trapped here and could not spread.

This broken blade originally had a great origin, most likely related to the Demon King Pu.

Fang Ming's voice rang out: "Although this weapon is incomplete, it has traces of immortality. It must have a very mysterious origin. It may be the remains of that immortal. Perhaps it will be helpful to Brother Ta's recovery."

Suddenly, ripples appeared on the small tower, and the voice sounded a little solemn: "Thank you very much for your kindness, fellow Daoist Xuantian. This device is indeed of some use to me."

As soon as Xiaota finished speaking, the crescent blade suddenly flew into the air, turned into a stream of light, and was swallowed by it.

The white bone tower shook, and a continuous and melodious metallic vibration was heard, as if something was crashing into the tower.

Obviously, this broken piece has a faint spirituality.

The trembling sound spread, and the Pu Mo tree disappeared like a dream bubble.

At this time, Fang Ming said, "Brother Ta, are you going to do it or should I?"

"Together!" Xiaota responded quickly.

Obviously, compared to Fang Ming, whose origins are unknown, it believes more in its own magical powers.

"Okay!" The golden seed the size of a finger joint trembled, and the essence of heaven and earth gathered together, transforming into an illusory human figure.

If Han Li were here, he would definitely be shocked, because the illusory figure was exactly like him.

This is the Dharma body condensed by Fang Ming, which can be regarded as a special incarnation.

The bone tower the size of a finger joint shook, and a bright light appeared on the white tower body. A ball of hazy white light disappeared in an instant and sank into the dark and deep space passage.

"Is that a glutton?"

Fang Ming's consciousness flowed, and he saw what the figure in the hazy white light was.

Faintly, a roar was heard, and a ferocious beast with a sheep's body, a human face, tiger teeth and human claws flashed away.

"Brother Ta is really powerful!" Fang Ming exclaimed.

The ferocious beast Taotie not only has a physical form, but also possesses a 'spirit' and wisdom of its own.

He knew that this was one of the manifestations that the realm of 'Spiritual Transformation' in this world's cultivation system had evolved to a high level.

Although the small pagoda is just a pagoda, it still conducts in-depth research on the current practice system.

The cave-heaven nurturing of spirits was further evolved into the cave-heaven nurturing of gods, and the spirits nurtured have already become gods.

"It's just a small trick, not worth mentioning." Xiaota was very calm, without any arrogance.

Its intuition told it that if it had not lost the fifth floor of the tower, it would have been able to go further and achieve even more incredible things.

"Fellow Daoist Xuantian, let's go in." A serious voice sounded from the small tower.

Then the bone tower the size of a finger joint trembled and turned into a stream of light that broke through the air and disappeared into the dark and deep space passage.

A golden light flashed, and the golden seeds, also the size of a knuckle, disappeared.

Through their own means, they have already understood the situation in the small world.

The small world is very small, only a few dozen feet in radius, and the environment is dim and almost dark.

The ground was dark red, as if stained with blood, and a coffin was placed in the center.

The ancient coffins are placed horizontally, and are dark red in color. From the outside, you can't tell what's inside. The coffins are just made of ordinary stone.

Just by concentrating and looking there, one can sense a strange aura circulating, like an unfathomable bottomless abyss in front of one, as if it is going to swallow up everything!
Beside the red coffin, the spirit spirit released by the small tower and Fang Ming's incarnation stood, watching the coffin in front of them warily. "This aura..." The white bone tower released precious light, dispelling the ominous and strange aura.

The ripples spread, sweeping across the world bit by bit.

"There is no trace of the seal in the entire world?" A surprised voice came from the white bone tower.

"There are indeed no traces of a seal." A golden seed the size of a knuckle glowed, and an unexpected voice echoed, "The true seal exists only within the coffin."

"In that case, let's open the coffin!" Xiaota was very decisive when he got here.

In an instant, layers of precious light burst out from the white bone tower, and it seemed as if a scorching white sun had appeared here.

Similarly, the golden seed also burst out with golden light. Within the layers of golden light, countless runes intertwined, vaguely turning into a golden pagoda.

Accompanied by a sharp friction sound, the heavy coffin lid was slowly pushed open by the spirit of the small tower and Fang Ming's incarnation, revealing the scene inside the coffin.

"Is it it!? It has stayed here for a long time!" When the white bone tower saw the scene in the coffin clearly, it trembled and couldn't help but let out a cry of surprise.

The patterns on the white bone tower appear and disappear from time to time, as if deducing something.

The coffin seemed very empty. There was no immortal body as imagined, only some dark scales and a piece of cracked flesh scattered around.

Beyond that, in the center, stands a pristine altar of bones.

The altar is not big, only the size of a palm, with five corners, and looks like a roulette wheel.

"No!?" In the inner world, Fang Ming's eyes narrowed. "Could it be that the Pu Demon King had already broken free from his seal? Then how could the Pu Demon Tree grow to the first level of Dun in just a few decades?"

A golden light flashed, Fang Ming's spiritual consciousness gushed out, and a hazy figure stepped out from the seed and came into the world. It was the 'true body' condensed from Fang Ming's spiritual consciousness.

Fang Ming's eyes moved, staring at the things in the coffin without blinking.

The immortal essence in the flesh and scales in the coffin had long been lost, and had lost its due power.

"It looks like dragon scales and the flesh and blood of a real dragon..." Fang Ming scanned it with his spiritual sense and speculated in his mind.

"No!" Suddenly, golden light flashed in the eyes of the shadow transformed by Fang Ming's spiritual consciousness, and he stared at the white five-pointed bone altar with a look of surprise on his face.

On the palm-sized, roulette-like bone altar, lay a one-inch-sized demonic tree, its entire body charred black with dots of five-colored light.

Although the small tree is only an inch in size, if you look closely at it, it gives you the feeling of gazing into the deep and boundless universe.

Unfathomable!

This is Fang Ming’s evaluation of the little black tree!
His eyes swept over the five corners of the altar and the scales and flesh within the coffin. Fang Ming muttered to himself, "Who has suppressed Demon King Pu here? Is it a real dragon? Or the Immortal King of the Six Paths of Reincarnation?"

He immediately ruled out the Immortal King Wuzhong. If it was the Immortal King Wuzhong, the thing that appeared here would be a bell, not an altar like the wheel of reincarnation.

"Is it this that sealed this immortal?" At this time, the white bone tower trembled and made a sound of surprise and doubt.

"Who are you referring to, Brother Tower? The Six Paths of Reincarnation Disk?" Fang Ming's shadow looked at the white bone tower.

"Yes, I think, maybe it was when it was complete that it suppressed this immortal here." The small tower regained its composure.

"It might not be it." Fang Ming shook his head, pointing at the scales and flesh on the coffin, and said, "Maybe it's their owner? There's no way the Pu Mo tree could have shed these scales, right?"

Hearing this, the small tower shook slightly, a light flashed on its body, and it whispered: "I think I know who suppressed this demonic tree!"

"Who is it?" Fang Ming asked curiously.

"It's Kunpeng!" Xiaota's firm voice rang out, "It's Kunpeng. She was struck by the Immortal Palace's Immortal Breaking Curse, which is why the essence in her flesh, blood, and scales is fading so quickly!"

"Besides, scale armor may not necessarily be scale armor..." A less certain voice came from the small tower.

Fang Ming's heart was shocked. This was indeed a possibility.

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