Covering the sky starts from the mortal body

Chapter 379 Refining the Sacred Fruit
Although it took a little time, Zhang Wenchang immediately rushed towards the next holy mountain.

Now, four kinds of divine fruits and lateral roots have been collected, and there are still five more to go, which must be collected as soon as possible.

It can be said that time is tight and the task is heavy.

With the current physical strength of Zhang Wenchang and Ye Fan, it is not a problem to jump 200 meters after running. The two of them are like cannonballs, bouncing on big trees or boulders. It can be said that they are very fast.

There are no monsters here, only plants. It can be said that as long as there are no wild slaves to make trouble, the two of them can run unimpeded and run wildly on this mountain.

Soon we came to a new holy mountain. These holy fruits were like little suns, each one golden and round, each one the size of a baby's fist.

There are nine such small trees in total. They are like the essence of the sun at every moment. They are gorgeous, mysterious and powerful, beautiful and crystal clear. Taking a breath of the fragrance is intoxicating, and the pores all over the body relax, as if being baptized by a mysterious force.

Zhang Wenchang took four fruits and Ye Fan asked for five.Of the eighteen lateral roots, Zhang Wenchang asked for ten and Ye Fan asked for eight.Then Zhang Wenchang took eighteen leaves and collected three cubic meters of divine spring water.

Then he quickly ran to the next holy mountain, and one after another, wild slaves appeared.

Zhang Wenchang held the little girl with great courage. He took out the bronze piece with the little green lotus rooted in it. He was like a short dagger.

Zhang Wenchang regarded it as a brick and a dagger.

Since the bodies of these desolate slaves were extremely hard, Zhang Wenchang used them as a small brick and hit them so hard that their heads were dented.

The fragments of the Immortal Cauldron indeed possessed mysterious power, even though their Great Saint-level bodies had been dented by Zhang Wenchang's forcible smash.

Although it is not very harmful, it is indeed extremely insulting.

Ye Fan looked at Zhang Wenchang who had become so brave, and felt that he didn't know what to say.

The Zhang Wenchang he knew before was not to mention cowardly and cowardly, but also very low-key. Now, seeing Zhang Wenchang so crazy, he didn't see a sense of domineering from Zhang Wenchang, but instead saw a feeling of domineering.

Thinking of this, he suddenly felt something in his heart and looked at the little girl Zhang Wenchang was holding as if he was holding his own daughter.

Ye Fan pondered in his heart, it seems that this little girl is really extraordinary, and she has an inexplicable deterrent to the wild slaves, making them unable to fight back when they beat them or scold them.

One time when he met them in the mountains, Ye Fan saw Zhang Wenchang rushing up with his own eyes, and spat the spit on the faces of those masters.

Affected by this great humiliation, those masters just ran wildly, jumped into the abyss, and did not fight back.

"Why does this Wenchang look like a different person? Could it be that he is mentally ill?" Ye Fan thought to himself.

Zhang Wenchang looked at Ye Fan's strange eyes and felt that he had overacted.

"Ahem, Ye Fan, don't look at me like that. Didn't I get a little carried away after collecting the sacred fruit? Let's go to the next holy mountain to collect the sacred fruit."

After this battle, they were finally defeated, and the subsequent collection went very smoothly.

There is a kind of fruit that is like a small tripod. The mist on it is hazy, and there is a charm of the great road. There are six in total. Zhang Wenchang divided three of them, and then of the twelve lateral roots, Zhang Wenchang asked for six, plus twelve leaves.

There is a kind of magical fruit that is like a flying bird and shaped like a red bird.He was as red as blood and lifelike, as if he was about to fly through the sky.

There are five fruits in total, Zhang Wenchang asked for two fruits, and then Zhang Wenchang asked for eight lateral roots.

There is also a fruit, which is shaped like a small disc, with shining blue light and eight brands on it, which is light golden in color, just like Bagua, and there are five fruits in total.

Zhang Wenchang also asked for two fruits, eight lateral roots, and ten leaves.

Then I went to the last holy mountain. Ye Fan had climbed there before, and the fruits on it could enhance spiritual consciousness. There were a total of eleven small trees, but unfortunately all of them had been harvested.

Collected 22 lateral roots, Zhang Wenchang asked for eleven lateral roots, Ye Fan had eleven lateral roots, then Zhang Wenchang collected another twenty leaves, and took water from two multi-shen springs.

These holy fruits and lateral roots are really amazing. They are all different from each other, and they are all incomparably magical and exude brilliant brilliance.

After successfully harvesting the holy fruit, Zhang Wenchang quickly ran towards the coffin.

This time, Zhang Wenchang was amazing, having obtained so many divine fruits.

If he doesn't come this time, Ye Fan will be exhausted and can give him a medicine.

Zhang Wenchang came here in person, and what he got far exceeded his expectations. What's more, Ye Fan and the little girl made amulets. This place seemed dangerous, but it was actually relatively safe.

The two hurried and hurried, and finally returned to the bronze coffin before dark.

After Zhang Wenchang returned to the coffin, he immediately began to meditate and retreat.

Seal the little girl in a white jade bottle and hand it over to Ye Fan.

Zhang Wenchang had already taken the first kind of fruit that opened up the sea of ​​bitterness and the second kind of fruit that enhanced his spiritual consciousness, and he had used several of them, so he didn't need to take any more.

So Zhang Wenchang started taking the third fruit.He planned to refine one of each fruit just to improve his physique.

The first thing he refined was the silver moon fruit.

When refining this kind of fruit, his body was surrounded by one pair of Dao diagram after another, mysterious and unfathomable, united with heaven and earth, like a god.

When Zhang Wenchang refined a heart-like crimson fruit, smoke flowed all over his body, the fragrance was fragrant, and his whole body became crystal clear. Rays of divine light flowed through his body, as if he was about to fly into the sky. His golden blood was mixed with purple, It surges like a vast ocean.

The effect of the Dao fragments contained in these fruits is very amazing, and Zhang Wenchang can clearly feel the improvement of his physique.

After refining these two fruits, he felt that his whole body was surging with energy, and mysterious Tao pictures were swirling around his body one after another, and they were constantly imprinted into every cell in his body.

Suddenly the bronze coffin shook, and Zhang Wenchang was startled awake.

He opened his eyes, and two purple thunder lights flashed away.

It turned out to be Ye Fan. This guy was curious and was shaking the small coffin vigorously, trying to open the lid of the coffin and see what was inside.

As soon as the small coffin moved, the large coffin outside immediately shook, and various mysterious patterns shone brightly, especially the starry sky map, which seemed to appear as a real starry sky.

The vast sky is cold and dark.

The vague ancient road in the starry sky flashes and extinguishes quickly like a ray of light.

It's a pity that without the coordinates of the starry sky, it is impossible to understand where this is going.

"Ye Fan, what are you doing? This thing is mysterious and moving around may cause danger."

"I just want to open the lid of this little coffin and see what's inside."

As he spoke, Ye Fan used all his strength to open a corner of the ancient coffin.

A gap like a hair.

Rumble.

A wisp of chaotic energy flew out, sending him flying away.

A huge blood hole was punched into his body. If it wasn't for the bronze piece in his body, which absorbed the chaotic energy, Ye Fan would have been smashed to pieces at this time.

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