Chapter 2872 Heavy physical injury, mysterious sapling
Click!
Suddenly, a shattering sound was heard, a corner of the bronze coffin collapsed, and a crack extended from one end to the other.
At the same time, Zhu Tianpeng's closed eyes opened, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth. His body suddenly trembled, and blood stains appeared, and blood continuously overflowed from it.
"My physical body can't bear the three-sided Dao pattern!"
Reaching out to wipe away the blood from the corner of his mouth, Zhu Tianpeng's eyes flashed with horror, and then he frowned and said: "The bronze coffin collapsed, and my physical body also suffered trauma. If I can't move my physical body further, I'm afraid it will cause a lot of damage."
Big hidden danger!”
"Qinglian Dao Enlightenment Monk, after leaving the wilderness, I must go to the tomb as soon as possible. Only by taking my physical body further can I fully withstand the oppression of the three-sided Dao Mark."
"As for the fourth side, I can only write down the Dao lines first, and then I can draw them after my physical fitness has been greatly improved in the future."
As he spoke, Zhu Tianpeng took a deep breath, sat cross-legged, and quickly repaired the condition in his body while the Qing Emperor's Creation Art was running.
Half a month has passed. Under Zhu Tianpeng's all-out repairs, the blood marks on the body have healed, but it is only a superficial effect. If the physical strength cannot be improved as soon as possible, it may collapse again at any time.
bad.
"call!"
Standing up, Zhu Tianpeng put away the bronze coffin with a wave of his hand, walked towards the last wall, and began to memorize the Taoist patterns on the wall.
After spending a day and night, Zhu Tianpeng successfully memorized all the Dao patterns, but he did not have the ability to deduce and evolve them, because there was no carrier. If he forced the deduction, he would only be directly injured more deeply.
After doing all this, Zhu Tianpeng had no intention of staying any longer and planned to leave.
However, at this moment, all the green flames within the eighteenth floor suddenly went out, and the room fell into darkness.
what happened!
Shocked in his heart, Zhu Tianpeng looked in all directions with vigilance. His eyes opened and locked onto the staircase, and he slowly moved towards it.
Buzz——
Suddenly, there was a buzzing sound.
At the top of the room, a ray of light bloomed, and a pattern could be seen evolving accordingly.
In this pattern, you can clearly see a sapling falling from a seven-color space, and finally fell into a chaotic spring of chaos.
The sapling absorbed the water of chaos, and continued to grow and grow. I don't know how many years passed, but the small sapling had grown into a huge tree that reached the sky.
This tree is rooted in chaos, and its branches extend across every corner of chaos. Flowers of chaos bloom, absorbing the energy of endless chaos and the power of rules, and gradually deducing fruits.
They are chaos-colored fruits, thousands of miles in size, absorbing a place of chaos, growing continuously, rising with regular patterns, like gods.
Suddenly one day, an old man with gray hair and a childlike face appeared in the chaos. As he waved, endless chaos gathered, and with the rays of Hongmeng purple energy in his hand, he formed a general purple axe.
The old man looked up to the sky and roared, and his small body expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye: one hundred thousand feet - one million feet - ten million feet - nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine thousand feet!
After reaching a height of ninety-nine and ninety-nine thousand feet, the old man's body stopped growing. With a swing of his ax, he severely chopped down the big tree.
The sound of breaking continued, and the big tree was chopped off, leaving only a section of the tree trunk that disappeared into chaos. After the old man finished doing all this, he collected all the branches with a wave of his hand and disappeared.
At the same time, the fruits fell into the chaos one by one, and they continued to breed and grow. Finally, the demon god walked out of it, roared to the sky, and continued to fight.
At this point, the screen disappears!
Zhu Tianpeng was dumbfounded. The scene he had just seen appeared in his mind. He opened his mouth and said, "How is this possible!"
"Three Thousand Demon Gods, this is how the Three Thousand Demon Gods came to be."
"It is not conceived by the great road, but evolved by the fruit of a tree. What is that big tree?"
"Then the old man should be the person I met on the top of Sword Peak before. Who is he? Why did he cut down the tree? Why did he collect the branches? And why did he leave a section of the main pole behind?"
Doubts arose one after another, and Zhu Tianpeng felt a headache. There were so many secrets in this world that he didn't know how to explore and think about them.
Three thousand demon gods are fruits!
Where did the sapling fall?
Where is that space where the colorful brilliance blooms?
Who is that old man? Is everything in the world really driven by him?
"Hey, what is that!"
Suddenly, Zhu Tianpeng's eyes shrank and he stared at the roof. Although the ever-changing patterns in it had disappeared, what remained was something like a map. On this map, there was a section.
The branches are floating, and the surroundings are full of chaos.
"Could this be the location of the main pole of the missing tree?"
Suddenly, Zhu Tianpeng seemed to have thought of something, his pupils shrank, and he subconsciously clenched his fists, thinking to himself: "If this is really the case, then with this map, is it possible for me to collect the main pole?
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"Millions of years have passed since the era of the Chaos Demon God. This does not include the time when it was conceived. Has the tree trunk grown again? If so, will it bear fruit again?"
Thinking of this, Zhu Tianpeng became energetic. He stared at the map, remembering every trace of it clearly, and determined to search for it in the endless chaos after he became stronger.
I don't know how long it took for Zhu Tianpeng to completely memorize the map. At the same time, the green flames in the hall reappeared, and the map on the roof quietly disappeared.
"Huh~"
After exhaling, Zhu Tianpeng's eyes flashed with determination, and he murmured: "One day, I will completely unlock the secret!"
After saying that, he didn't linger any longer, turned around and walked downstairs.
All the way down, although he had the intention to memorize all the Dao patterns in the space of the eighteenth floor of the Holy Tower, his moment was simply not enough, and except for the Dao patterns at the top, the Dao patterns in the rest of the Holy Tower space were incomparable.
It's so profound that if you look at it for a long time, you'll feel like your soul is being absorbed. He doesn't dare to risk it.
Not long after, Zhu Tianpeng arrived at the first level of space.
Click!
The bronze door opened, and the green flames in the room completely disappeared. You can see the old man sweeping the floor standing at the door, saying: "Junior, you are very good, you actually succeeded in memorizing a layer of Taoist patterns!"
"But your physical condition is not good. If you can't solve it as soon as possible, your body will explode within a hundred years, your body will die and your Tao will disappear, and even your soul will be swallowed up by the Tao marks!"