The impact of Su Ming's cultivation was covered by the battle boat's light curtain, which blocked the spread of all ripples, and no aura escaped, making it impossible for outsiders to know.
Everything is business as usual.
Bald-haired cranes and dark dragons were strutting on the boat at this moment, especially the bald-haired crane, with provocation in his eyes, and he was arrogantly scanning the monks who were sitting cross-legged and meditating around them.
Maybe he was a little tired after doing this for a long time. Half an hour later, he returned to his room on the war boat. There, Minglong stared at the bald crane. He had too many puzzles and had to wait.
Bald Crane Explanation.
"What on earth is going on?" Minglong said in a deep voice.
"You, you, you... I'm convinced, you still don't understand?" Bald-haired Crane breathed out, looked at Minglong sideways, and sighed.
The big man transformed by Minglong frowned and said nothing.
"What a simple thing. This is because we have met a big benefactor. This is because my bald hair has been valued by others. They invited me to be a follower with a lot of money. You followed me and borrowed it all. It's that simple." Bald-haired Crane winked.
Blinked.
"This... where is Su Ming?" Minglong was stunned. After hesitating for a moment, he looked at Bald Crane.
"Ignore him, he is too stingy. Look at how nice our new boss is. He will give you spar when we meet him. With him, we will have a bright and open future, and we can also return to the Daochen True Realm. What a blessing."
Okay, you can also see your little master earlier." Bald Crane chuckled.
Minglong hesitated again. He felt that it was not a good idea to do this...
"Okay, follow Grandpa He. Don't worry about when you will suffer a loss. When we return to Daochen Realm, I will accompany you to the Underworld Realm. Don't forget what you promised me.
Spar." The bald-haired crane huffed and crawled on the ground nearby. He has now transformed into a human form, but no matter how you look at it, it looks like a dead dog.
Minglong sighed and stopped talking. Instead, he crawled in another corner, looking like...a big yellow dog.
When Minglong sighed, Bald Crane's eyes flashed inaudibly. The thoughts in his mind were incomprehensible to Minglong's head.
"Hmph, in this world, who else but Su Ming can throw a spar when he sees Grandpa He for the first time! This guy was able to seize even E Cang's body, and after seizing the body, E Cang's
Those souls were unrecognizable. It was just a monk who had seized his body, but I couldn't catch him easily. Besides, I didn't pay attention to his soul before, but after looking carefully, I realized it wasn't Su Ming or someone else.
Alas, I am still smart, Grandpa Crane, but unfortunately there are too few smart cranes in the world." The bald-haired crane thought about it, showing a sigh of relief in its aloofness, as if it were a small bird that could see all the mountains at a glance.
Thirteen war ships were galloping across the starry sky. Time passed day by day, and half a month passed in the blink of an eye.
They have left the Black Ink Star far away. This position is already about to enter the outskirts of the Divine Source Star Sea. Along the way, no force dares to raise the slightest ill will towards them.
Often when a monk sees it, he immediately avoids it and does not dare to provoke him.
Even some small stars and forces in the area between the Black Ink Star and the outer periphery of the Shenyuan Star Sea, after noticing these thirteen war boats, allowed them to pass.
If it weren't for these thirteen war boats, and if Su Ming was alone, he would have been blocked more than once before he even reached the outskirts of the Divine Origin Star Sea.
Here, killing people and seizing treasures is a matter of course, and the weak are ravaged by the strong in countless ways. Without enough cultivation, no one dares to go to the Divine Source Star Sea.
Because of this rule of survival, there are several groups of bandit-like rogue cultivators in this area. They are eyeing here and will swarm up any prey they think they can snatch without hesitation.
But facing those thirteen formidable war boats, none of these forces dared to offend them.
Su Ming didn't know all this. In the past ten days, he had been immersed in improving his cultivation. Under the impact of those attacks, Su Ming's cultivation relied on the power of the realm of Ecang.
, has already reached the peak of the early stage of the realm, and is only one step away from entering the middle stage of the realm.
But this step was not easy. After several more attacks, Su Ming knew that even with Daokong's qualifications, it would take nearly a hundred years to reach the middle stage of the realm.
Although Daokong's previous cultivation had exceeded the middle stage of the realm, in Daokong's memory, Su Ming saw that the reason why this person entered the middle stage of the realm was related to his qualifications, but the most important thing was that he was called
A grand ceremony for pilgrimage to Daochen.
Every member of the direct clan will have an opportunity to make a Daochen pilgrimage after their cultivation reaches a bottleneck. There is only one chance to directly break through the bottleneck. The size of this chance is closely related to qualifications.
The middle stage of Daokong's realm was achieved during a Daochen pilgrimage before coming to the wasteland of Shenyuan.
After another failed attempt, Su Ming opened his eyes while sitting cross-legged. There was a flash of light in his eyes. He pondered for a while. He slapped his right hand on the storage bag. Immediately, a poisonous bee appeared in his hand.
.
The poisonous wasp flapped its wings slightly and lay in the palm of Su Ming's hand.
After more than a thousand years of warm cultivation, the poisonous bee and Su Ming had become extremely close, and when it was time to take out the nectar from its body, Su Ming took a deep breath, and a trace of determination flashed in his eyes.
After more than a thousand years of warm cultivation, Su Ming was able to confirm that there was indeed God-God Nectar in the body of the poisonous bee. However, it was difficult to completely remove the nectar. It had already merged with the poisonous bee, and the only way to remove it...
…
That’s the poison!
Among the venomous bee venom, there is Fengshen nectar, and the amount needs to be controlled to achieve this.
As Su Ming thought, the poisonous bee in his hand disappeared in an instant. When it appeared, it was already on Su Ming's chest. The poisonous needle at its tail turned into a cold light and pierced Su Ming's body.
If the poisonous bees do this without sufficient warmth and familiarity, a large amount of venom will be poured into Su Ming's body, and what awaits Su Ming will no longer be good fortune, but a crisis.
But now, in Su Ming's mind, although the poisonous bee pierced Su Ming's body with its poisonous needle, it controlled the venom extremely carefully and injected the divine nectar in his body into Su Ming's body bit by bit along with the toxin.
Imprinted in the body.
In just a moment, Su Ming's body immediately turned purple and black. The poisonous bees quickly drew out their poisonous needles and flew around Su Ming. The buzzing sound seemed to have a hint of anxiety.
Su Ming's complexion was purple and black at the moment, and his body was trembling. The poisonous bee's toxin had covered the whole body with the circulation of blood in his body. However, because the amount was controlled, the poison would not be released instantly, but would remain in Su Ming's body.
within an acceptable range.
He took a deep breath and closed his eyes.
A few days later, the purple-black color on Su Ming's body slowly degenerated until it condensed on his right index finger. When his index finger turned pitch black, Su Ming's eyes opened and closed, his nails scratched his index finger, and black blood immediately flowed out.
When all the poisonous blood was gone, there was no poison inside Su Ming's body, but there was a trace... of a golden, honey-like substance in his blood. Long threads were drawn out, but it was not soluble in
Blood.
This golden thing is... Fengshen Nectar!
To be precise, its amount is only a tiny bit of the nectar in the poisonous bee's body. But it was this tiny bit of nectar that when Su Ming closed his eyes again and started cultivating with all his strength, urging his energy and blood to dissolve, his
Thunder immediately roared in my mind.
The roaring sound replaced Su Ming's consciousness, and in an instant, a violent force suddenly erupted in Su Ming's body.
The Nectar of the Gods is a treasure obtained by Su Ming from the Land of the Underworld. It is called the Nectar of the Gods. According to legend, this nectar can turn mortals into gods. Although it seems a bit exaggerated, the fact that there are such rumors is enough to prove that this thing has
A sensation in ancient times.
It can be said that this kind of nectar has been extinct under the sky for a long time and cannot be found at all. However, under the creation of heaven and earth, there is such a poisonous bee... actually... there is so much nectar left in the body.
And this poisonous bee did not die, but was fed by Su Ming!
This is fate, and it belongs to Su Ming.
If outsiders were to know that Su Ming possesses the Nectar of the Gods, then even the Four Realms would probably have a catastrophic fight over the poisonous bees.
There are also those ferocious beasts that exist under the sky, the Gods Nectar is a treasure that can make them crazy!!
This... is a strange thing that should not exist under the sky!
Just a trace of it made Su Ming's body feel like burning, boiling under the roar. Even his will was instantly dispersed in the roar. This was true for the cultivation clone, and the same was true for the Space Devouring clone, but Su Ming's Era
The clone, however, remained awake under this roar, activating Su Ming's soul and indirectly controlling the cultivation clone to continuously circulate the cultivation to melt the trace of the nectar of the apotheosis.
Each time the cultivation level rotates around, the nectar of the Gods melts a little, causing Su Ming's cultivation level to increase dramatically in this roar. The bottleneck between the peak of the early stage of the realm and the middle stage of the realm is only nine cultivation runs.
, and suddenly broke through.
With the breakthrough in cultivation, Su Ming still couldn't condense his will. The power of the God's Nectar in his body was so strong that he even had the illusion that his body was about to burst.
Even more so, at the moment when he absorbed the nectar of the Gods and cultivated for the tenth time, the light curtain formed by the battle boat he was in was unable to withstand the majestic aura emanating from Su Ming's body. There was a bang,
It was shattered inch by inch.
As the light curtain shattered, all the monks on the war boat suddenly looked at each other. The Nine Elders were even more shocked and started to fight fiercely.
Even these thirteen war ships all stopped at this moment.
"Young Master is practicing, and the war boats are surrounding you to protect the Dharma!" Immediately among the nine elders, an old man with the most vicissitudes of appearance spoke out in a majestic voice.
It was at this moment that the expression of the Nine Elders suddenly changed, and he looked fiercely at the dark starry sky in the distance. Even at the side, Xu Hui walked out of nothingness, looked at Su Ming solemnly, and then
Immediately look into the distance.
The nothingness in the distance is deathly silent, but if you look carefully, you can see that there is a black mist there, which is rapidly expanding towards the surrounding areas.
As it expanded, a sound like a baby crying could be heard faintly.
That is... attracted by the nectar of the Gods... the powerful ferocious beasts on the periphery of the Divine Origin Star Sea!! (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to (this site) to subscribe, give rewards, and provide your support