Dingqiu Cave is only a few hundred meters away from the foot of Qianyuan Mountain. It is considered a very low-grade cave.
Even so, the concentration of holy energy in the cave is still quite astonishing, far exceeding that of other Lingshan treasures.
The two entered the cave, and the blood mist on Jishui's body gradually converged into her body, revealing her tall figure, straight breasts, and a pair of very delicate and white jade hands.
However, she wore a blood-red hood on her head, completely covering her face, so her age and appearance could not be seen.
"There are two things that Master will give to you."
Jishui took out a fist glove from his arms and pushed it towards Zhang Ruochen.
The purple-black gloves are very heavy, and there are seven holy jade inlaid in the palm of the hand.
Each piece of holy jade has a different color, but contains powerful energy. It is like seven stars hanging in the dark sky, making people feel awe.
"How come the power fluctuations in the holy jade are so strong?"
Zhang Ruochen had a feeling that once he put on the gloves and activated the power of the gloves, he might be able to break the earth with one punch.
Ji Shuidao: "The seven holy jade inlaid on the Seven Kills Gloves are not natural holy jade, but the bones of seven saints. After seven hundred years of calcining, they finally condensed into bone jade the size of a fingernail.
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"In order to help you attack the Son of God, Master personally took action and borrowed this sect-suppressing treasure from the Seven Kills Sect. I will give you three days to tame the weapon spirit of the Seven Kills Fist and refine it into a weapon of your own.
Soldier."
Since it is the treasure of the clan, how can it be loaned out?
It must have been the Dharma King Hai Ming who took it by force.
Naturally, the Seven Killing Sect would not dare to offend the Dharma King of the Blood God Religion.
Although the Seven Kills Glove ranks very low in the "Thousand Patterns Sacred Artifact Manual", it is still a Thousand Patterns Sacred Artifact and its value is immeasurable.
Jishui took out another pill bottle and said, "There are thirty Taoist pills in the bottle. If you take one pill every day, you should be able to break through to the middle or even late stage of the third-order semi-saint in a month."
Dao Hua Dan is an eighth-grade elixir. Each one is worth as much as a holy stone. For monks in the Fish-Dragon Realm and low-level semi-saints, it can be said to be a magic medicine to improve their cultivation.
Of course, the price of Daohua Dan is too scary, and ordinary low-level semi-saints can't afford it, let alone fish and dragon realm monks.
The entire net worth of a first-level semi-saint is probably equivalent to a single holy stone.
After receiving thirty Daohua Pills, Zhang Ruochen was not excited at all and looked very calm. No matter how powerful the Daohua Pills were, compared with the divine blood, they were still more than ten times worse.
When Jishui saw Gu Linfeng's calm expression, he suddenly showed a confused expression.
You know, Jishui personally went to Yuan Mansion to check the details of Gu Linfeng. He was very frivolous, lustful, violent and arrogant, but he was also a bit bully and afraid of the strong.
After coming to the Blood God Sect, Gu Linfeng also had the same character.
Although Jishui sympathized with him many times, deep down in his heart, he looked down on him at all and did not think that a person like him could become the Son of God of the Blood God Religion.
The flaws in his character doomed him to not achieve very high achievements.
How could a person with his kind of mind be able to achieve peace in the ancient well after seeing thirty Dao Hua Dan and Seven Kills Gloves?
Jishui soon realized that something was wrong, and saw that Gu Linfeng's eyes were staring straight at her chest, showing a somewhat evil smile.
"Uncle Ji's figure is not inferior at all compared to His Highness the Saint. Why do you keep hiding yourself in the fog?"
Zhang Ruochen held his chin with his fingers, staring at the astonishing arc on Jishui's chest, showing a scrutinizing look, as if he was judging the size.
Jishui snorted coldly, and powerful blood energy surged out, covering the entire cave.
Zhang Ruochen felt the chill on Jishui's body and immediately stepped back until he reached the stone wall before stopping.
Dingqiu Cave seemed to have turned into a gloomy hell. In the blood mist, the screams of ghosts and ghosts howled, and the shadows of white bones appeared, making it particularly terrifying.
Jishui stood in the center of the ocean of blood, his whole body red, and said: "Gu Linfeng, you'd better not be too presumptuous and set your sights on me, or you will die miserably."
"Uncle, why are you so angry? My nephew is praising you."
Zhang Ruochen showed no fear at all, and said with a smile: "If I become the Son of God, I ask Master to marry you to me. Master, let me guess, will Master agree?"
Hearing this question, even Jishui's heart skipped a beat.
Jishui knew very well that once Gu Linfeng became the Son of God, his status in the eyes of King Haiming would rise to a level that no one could compare with.
If Gu Linfeng really wanted to marry her, Dharma King Hai Ming would definitely agree.
When the time comes, how will she deal with herself and resist Dharma King Hai Ming? Jishui wanted to betray the Blood God Sect more than once and escape from the control of Dharma King Hai Ming.
However, Dharma King Hai Ming is like an unshakable mountain, suppressing her head. Anyone who dares to rebel will surely die, including the family behind him.
"It won't be too late to say this when you become the Son of God." When he said this, Jishui seemed very calm.
Because she knew very well that her destiny was never in her own hands.
After all, she and Gu Linfeng are not the same. They are both pitiful and pathetic people, just like ants. Only if Dharma King Hai Ming wants them to live can they live. If he wants them to go to the left, how can they dare to go to the right?
Of course, she never thought that someone with Gu Linfeng's character could become the Son of God. After all, he was just a slave controlled by Dharma King Hai Ming.
Jishui's delicate body was divided into nine parts, turned into nine strands of blood, and flew out of the cave. She didn't want to stay with Gu Linfeng to practice.
Seeing Jishui exiting the cave, the smile on Zhang Ruochen's face dropped and he said to himself: "Finally we forced her out. With her here, it is impossible to practice using the Divine Wooden Map of the Universe."
Looking at the Seven Kills Glove in his hand, Zhang Ruochen curled his lips and said, "Why does it take three days to conquer the spirit of a low-grade Thousand Patterns Sacred Artifact?"
Zhang Ruochen activated the formation in Ding Qiu's Cave, and then took out the Divine Wood Map of the Universe and entered the world of the scroll.
It didn't take long for Zhang Ruochen to practice the Seven Kills Gauntlet and successfully control the weapon spirit.
He put the Seven Kills glove on his right hand and felt that the glove was completely integrated with his palm and wrist. As long as the holy energy was injected into it, he could control it as he pleased.
"With the Seven Kills Gloves, even if I don't use sword skills and space-time power, and only use palm skills, I'm afraid I can still compete with the seventh-level half-saint."
Since there are Seven Kills Gloves and Shen Yuan Ancient Sword, other combat weapons are useless.
Zhang Ruochen took out more than a dozen war weapons from the space ring, most of which were real weapons and some sacred weapons.
Among them, the most powerful sacred weapons are none other than the Yumiao Blood Knife and the Seven Sacred Snake Spears, which are mentioned in the "Hundred Patterns Sacred Artifacts".
Immediately afterwards, Zhang Ruochen took out Shen Yuan's ancient sword, refined all the soldiers on the ground, and integrated them into the sword body.
The Yumiao Blood Knife and the Seven Saint Snake Spears were both soldiers that would make the hearts of saints move. However, Zhang Ruochen did not feel any pity for them.
As long as there is Shen Yuan's ancient sword, one sword is enough to withstand ten thousand weapons.
After all the soldiers were smelted, Shen Yuan's ancient sword became heavier and sharper, with more than 1,300 inscriptions inside.
"Only when the number of inscriptions reaches 2,000, can the power of Shen Yuan's Ancient Sword make another qualitative leap. Unfortunately, we still need to refine several thousand-marked sacred weapons to reach that step."
Every Thousand Patterns Sacred Artifact is a great weapon to suppress the sect, how can it be so easy to obtain?
Without thinking any more, Zhang Ruochen started practicing his sword.
"Everything changes in an instant."
Zhang Ruochen held Shen Yuan's ancient sword, condensed five time marks in succession, integrated them into the sword technique, and stabbed out with one sword.
The flow of time within a radius of a hundred feet has obviously slowed down, but the speed of the sword is surprisingly fast, like a black light, piercing the sky, reaching a hundred feet away in an instant.
"With this move, who within a hundred feet can be my opponent?" Zhang Ruochen said.
The four directions change in an instant, within a hundred feet, it is an invincible sword move.
If so, Zhang Ruochen's cultivation reaches the level of a fourth-level semi-saint. With this move, even a ninth-level semi-sage would be wary of him.
In the following time, Zhang Ruochen continued to hone the time sword technique, trying to integrate this sword technique with the sword intention he had cultivated as soon as possible, so as to burst out with more powerful power.
At the same time, you must also practice the second move of the Eighth Scale Transformation, "Two Moments of Divine Chaos Transformation" as soon as possible, to perfection.
The power of the second move is more powerful than the first move.
While Zhang Ruochen was practicing his sword, a black hole with a diameter of ten feet flew from a distance, suspended in the air, and completely sucked in the surrounding light and heat, which looked quite strange.
It can swallow light.
In the black hole, a very beautiful woman's voice sounded, "What a powerful swordsmanship. I have been practicing in the world of Qiankun Shenmu for several years, and I have broken through to the semi-saint realm. I'm afraid I still can't stop even one of his moves."
Zhang Ruochen naturally noticed the suspended black hole, so he drew his sword away, a smile appeared on his face, and said: "The body of darkness is indeed getting stronger with practice. Han Qiu, with your current physique, in the same realm
, it’s hard to have any more opponents.”
The black hole hanging in mid-air twisted slightly, and a stunning young woman slowly walked out, stepped on the void, and fell to the ground.
It was Han Qiu.
Han Qiu had an icy aura on his body, but on his fair face, there was an elegant and smart smile, saying: "Unfortunately, compared with you, I'm still far behind."
Zhang Ruochen stared at her, let out a light sigh, and said, "The Tao you major in seems a little unusual."
There are three thousand great roads and one hundred thousand small roads in the world.
In addition, above the great road, there are seventy-two supreme holy paths and nine eternal paths.
The Tao that Han Qiu majored in was by no means a great Tao, and even... surpassed the Supreme Holy Tao.
"Could it be the ancient way?" Zhang Ruochen was a little moved.
Han Qiu nodded and said: "It is the nine eternal ancient ways, the dark way."
No one knows better than Zhang Ruochen how difficult it is to cultivate the ancient way.
In the Ninth Transformation of Fish and Dragon, when he understood the rules of time and space, he had a narrow escape. He squeezed his own potential to the limit before he understood the rules of the two ancient ways and reached the level of entry.
"How did you understand the rules of darkness?" Zhang Ruochen asked.
Even if one has a body of darkness and has certain advantages, it is still difficult to comprehend the rules of darkness in the Fish-Dragon Realm.
In the history of Kunlun Realm, even a hundred thousand years may not give birth to a creature that majors in dark rules.
This shows how terrifying the difficulty is.
Without the shocking adventure, it would have been impossible for Han Qiu to comprehend the dark rules in the Fish-Dragon Realm.
However, before she broke through to the semi-sacred realm, she had been staying in the world of scrolls and had no contact with the outside world at all.
Could it be that her adventure is in the world of picture scrolls?
In this way, wouldn't it be even more amazing? After all, Zhang Ruochen understands the world of picture scrolls better than Han Qiu. If there is really something extraordinary in the world of picture scrolls, Zhang Ruochen must be the first to know about it.
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(Reminder: Chapter 2 is very late, you’d better read it tomorrow morning! In addition, the welfare activities for the WeChat official account have already begun.)