Perfect World: From the Middle Period of Chaos

Chapter 4

The baptism was still going on. In Four Swords Mountain, Song Hua's wailing sound could be heard from time to time. He was unconscious and awakened by the pain. He wanted to die but couldn't die. The bright medicinal liquid kept his life alive.

The mysterious and unpredictable energy crushed his whole body, and finally recovered, over and over again, which was comparable to the torment of hell.

Inside the red Sifang Ding, the original Xinghe medicinal liquid had disappeared, and it was all absorbed by Song Hua, and the viscous impurities were discharged from his pores.

"Cough cough." Taoist Qing Yu kept coughing up blood, and a strong dead air was spreading.

"It can last for a few more years."

He knew that he was about to fall, and he was gratified that before he fell, he met a disciple with peerless talents, and he learned a lot of things in a year, such as formations, knowledge of poisons, and all knowledge of spiritual herbs.

"Perhaps Xiaohua can break through to the Supreme. His idea is too strange." Taoist Qingyu smiled. He was proud to be able to teach a Supreme disciple, but unfortunately, he just couldn't see it.

a few days later.
Song Hua's baptism was over, and his body returned to its original appearance, stronger than before, with stronger and more muscular muscles.

He sat cross-legged inside the red square tripod, with his eyes closed, he was tempering Shen Xi, the bones were filled with runes, and the bright runes were faintly visible from outside his body.

Seeing this scene, Taoist Qingyu was a little surprised and said, "How long has it been since I was able to use the treasure technique?"

In fact, Song Hua knew it long ago, his eyes are too strange, he can see through the essence of everything, and he can also analyze it.

This place was arranged by Taoist Qingyu, so there are many large formations, as well as the law and order he cultivated, these things are like entities in Song Hua's eyes.

Wisps of blood emanated from Song Hua's body, and his hair became longer, hanging directly on his shoulders. His face was no longer handsome, but had a sense of ruthlessness.

In the end, Song Hua woke up and kindly felt the power in his body doubled. For him, the flying zombie back then would definitely be crushed by his punch.

"puff!"

Song Hua stood up and swung his fists in the void. A series of sonic booms came, and the void became viscous. Gusts of wind were blown up, bringing up sprays of water.

"One arm swing, [-] catties, very good." Taoist Qing Yu said gratifiedly. When he was a child, he was only [-] catties, but now his apprentice has only used it in less than a year. The level of [-] catties.

Seven days later, Song Hua adjusted his state to the peak moment, standing in an open space, in front of him was a "person" with the same strength as it, but with much richer combat experience than him.

"This is a puppet I made. It has my combat experience, but its strength is exactly the same as yours. Let go of the fight. If you win, you can proceed to the next level." Taoist Qingyu said.

The puppet on the opposite side looked like a middle-aged man, his eyes were dull, his expression was unsmiling, and he looked very majestic.

"boom!"

Song Hua flew out like a leopard, leaving a faint footprint on the spot. White circles flew up in the air, which was the result of the sonic boom.

"boom!"

The puppet also quickly moved, palm to fist, resisting Song Hua's attack, clenched his left hand, and punched Song Hua's face with a fist, while his right foot also moved.

However, Song Hua also has combat experience. He worked hard for archaeology back then, and he also knows ancient martial arts, but his actual combat experience is only dealing with some zongzi and zombies.

"when!"

Song Hua avoided the puppet's fist with his head sideways, and at the same time leaned against the puppet's chest with extremely swift steps and fierce elbows, pushing towards the puppet's chest, but with a thud, there came the sound of iron striking.

However, the puppet also flew upside down.

Taoist Qingyu nodded at the side, and commented: "Yes, the whole body's strength is concentrated on the feet, using inertia and elbows to fly the puppet."

"When, when, when"

On the shore of the crystal-clear lake, two figures were fighting fast, so fast that even afterimages appeared, and the golden runes turned into a halo from time to time, cutting directly across, but followed by the sound of hammering iron, The puppet is too hard.

"Your power is not fully controlled." Taoist Qing Yu said.

"boom!"

Song Hua was kicked by the puppet, and fell in a 360-degree rotation in mid-air. Thomas stood up again on the ground. The brilliant runes lit up.

His eyes are too strange, even after searching all the records in the books, there is no such pupil, so he can only be called the eye of origin.

"Chong!"

Song Hua's hands vibrated, and runes danced on his fingertips. Finally, he put his hands together, pulled, and with a click, a spear made of runes was slowly pulled out by him. At the same time, he felt Shen Xi is consuming.

Daoist Qingyu saw this scene, his eyes lit up, and he said to himself: "Genius, I didn't teach him how to use bone inscriptions, nor did I teach him any treasure skills, but he can transform a gun by himself?!"

"Buzz!"

Song Hua took out a two-meter-long spear, waved it on the spot, and rushed over, waving the golden spear all the way, the energy of the golden mist overflowed, and something appeared in his pupils. This kind of order, and the scene of opening up the world.

"Hey!"

With a movement of the spear, it pierced out like a golden dragon.

The puppet just made a move, but it was predicted by Song Hua, and changed the trajectory of the gun with an extremely tricky arc.

When I open the Eye of Origin, all your flaws will appear in my eyes.

Song Hua murmured in his heart. At the same time, he also discovered that his original eye has several functions. It can see good and bad luck, analyze formation runes, and see through the essence of everything. Even grass on the ground can see through its essence.

The spear pierced the sky, like a golden thunder, directly piercing the puppet's waist. Song Hua suddenly held the spear and stirred wildly in the puppet's body, finally jumped up and threw it towards the big tree not far away.

"boom!"

The puppet was nailed to the big tree, struggling on the big tree, holding the gun head with both hands, and pulled it out from the body with a creak.

"Okay, Xiaohua, as a teacher, I didn't consider that you will use runes, so it doesn't count. You have to fight hand-to-hand, that is, you can't use anything, you can only fight with your body, close combat." Taoist Qingyu said, Take a weapon?This is a bit of a bullying puppet.

"Okay." Song Hua nodded, and at the same time the spear transformed from the rune dissipated, and the puppet slowly recovered under the divine power of Taoist Qing Yu.

Afterwards, the big battle started again, although in the eyes of Taoist Qing Yu, the big battle was just children wrestling together, he just treated it as watching a play, giving Song Hua some pointers from time to time.

Sure enough, without the help of runes and weapons, Song Hua was quickly defeated, but he was not discouraged, and his combat experience would gradually increase.

As the days passed day by day, Song Hua also started the liver-explosive practice. During the day, he carried an [-]-jin tripod on his back and ran around the mountain. Just fight the puppet.

At the same time, he didn't forget to ask Taoist Qing Yu to teach him some Taoism and formations.

Every day when I wake up, I start training crazily. Anyway, there is a master, and I am not afraid of any hidden or Taoist injuries in my body.

Because Song Hua knows that this world is extremely dangerous, and he doesn't know what year it is now, but what is certain is that the Huangtian Emperor Shi Hao was not born, and there is no such name as Ten Crown King, everything is still early.

However, he must go outside for a break, just outside the primeval forest, without the strength of the extreme state, it is impossible to break out, even if he has the eye of origin, it is futile without strength.

What's more, he also wants to live forever, sit and watch the eternal reincarnation, overlook the world of mortals, and also want to marry a high-ranking fairy. Without that strength, none of these can be realized.

And he also wanted to see the difference between the ancient tombs in this world, the originator of the tomb robbers in the perfect world.

A year later, Song Hua's strength had reached the peak of the extreme realm, and his physical strength had reached a terrifying level of 13 jin.

Over the past year, his practice has been completely reckless, going out from time to time to fight some ferocious beasts, carrying a hill to exercise his body, punching in a waterfall under the setting sun, and fighting puppets in the starry sky at night.

He was even cut off by a dragon once, pierced through his body by a horned horse, beaten violently by a bear, and swallowed by a purple boa constrictor.

It can be said that he has desperately tried to become stronger.

Because once people know that there is eternal life, they will desperately develop in this direction.

When he entered the world of tomb robbers, he also yearned for longevity, excitement and the test of life and death, so he was not afraid of death.

What if it crosses over again?
After all, this world is a world where you have to risk your life, and he is the owner of this mentality.

Taoist Qingyu's condition is getting worse and worse, and even his shots are much, much weaker.

"Master, I'm going to travel millions of miles alone in the wilderness!" Song Hua said, he has the eye of origin and the strength to move blood to the extreme, so he doesn't panic at all.

He has been in this world for two years, and it is time to go out and see the outside world.

He planned to leave this place after his master died.

(End of this chapter)