Chapter 50: Overlord's Body, Digging His Own Bones [Second Update]
On the Qingtian Peak.
Zong Ze's fusion of the Overlord's Mark has come to an end.
I saw that the murderous power that was originally attracted by the sea had now been completely absorbed into his body.
Every inch of muscle and every drop of blood in the body is filled with the power of a hegemon.
Seeing Zong Ze is equivalent to seeing the cruelty and slaughter of war.
Around him, there were sounds of swords clashing and soldiers fighting.
It's as if an ancient battlefield has reappeared on earth.
The whole body is as crystal clear as jade.
Although naked, there is no sense of abruptness at all.
Strong and fit.
Every inch of muscle in the body contains powerful strength.
It seems to have merged into this world, naturally and harmoniously.
"boom!"
He suddenly retracted his arms, which were originally open.
The Overlord mark on his right arm suddenly lit up.
A red light burst out that was a million times stronger than before.
It was as if a blood moon rose in the sky.
The Overlord's mark has been completely integrated!
Now, it can be called the body of the Overlord.
A moment.
The entire Nanyang Prefecture was illuminated red by this light.
All the powerful practitioners vaguely felt this fluctuation.
They soared into the sky and looked towards the direction where the millions of immortal mountains were.
Countless scenes of killing on ancient battlefields appeared in the minds of countless people, and they were almost going crazy.
"In the Millions of Immortal Mountains, there are amazing creations and overlords are born!"
"Pass on my decree and establish the sect rules. All elders and disciples are strictly prohibited from entering the Million Immortal Mountains from now on. Otherwise, you will be in danger of life or death!"
The outside world was shocked, and all the strong people were very wary of the Million Immortal Mountains.
At this time, in Qingtian Peak, the strange phenomenon on Zong Ze's body had gradually dissipated.
Slowly falling from the sky.
Zong Shen waved his hand.
A plain white long gown appeared on his body.
"Really? Even the ancient Overlord didn't run naked."
Zong Ze's body kept crackling.
After removing his hair and washing his marrow, he was infused with the spiritual power of heaven and earth and the power of killing.
His cultivation level began to soar.
He actually advanced three levels in a row and reached the seventh level of the Dharma Realm, the realm of flying in the clouds.
The spiritual energy in his body became more refined, enough to support his body and fly in the clouds.
Plus the blessing of the overlord's mark.
Even if he is unarmed now, he can still easily deal with the joint attack of Lin Chen and three members of the Huangsha tribe if he encounters it again.
If you hold the broken sword of Pojun.
Within three moves, the three Huangsha warriors will be killed in the Golden Pagoda Temple.
As for Lin Chen, that depends on how many inherited treasures of the ancient desert god he has obtained.
As soon as he landed, he took a few steps forward and came in front of Zong Shen.
He knelt on the ground immediately.
The Overlord's head was buried deep in the ground.
"Your descendants, Zong Ze, would like to thank the ancestor for his supreme grace in giving us a new life."
"The great grace of our ancestors is beyond the reach of our descendants even if they die!"
Zong Shen nodded.
"Get up, child."
As soon as he finished speaking, an invisible force seemed to appear under Zong Ze.
Zong Ze only felt that his body was out of control and was lifted up by this force before he could react.
"What he said is true, the ancestor is truly like a god!"
He was secretly shocked.
Zong Shen looked at the grandfather and grandson, and was like a little quail, not daring to move.
I couldn't help but chuckle.
"Don't be so reserved. Come, sit down."
"Zong Ze, go to the wooden house on the mountainside and bring a jar of wine."
Zong Shen ordered casually.
"Okay, ancestor."
"I have seen a general drinking wine in the army and learned the skill of pouring military wine. It is quite magical. I will have to serve you some wine later!"
He smiled happily.
While feeling the various changes brought about by the overlord's body, he also comprehended the endless military will contained in the Dao Mark.
The whole person feels like a fairy.
He walked briskly along the cliff path towards the mountainside.
See him walk away.
Zong Shen raised his head and looked at Zong Qiming, who was still standing there and had not sat down.
"Qiming, why don't you sit down?"
"thump!"
But he saw Zong Qiming kneeling directly on the ground.
"Ancestor, Qiming is guilty and dare not sit down!"
"Qiming has repeatedly violated the ancestral teachings and has repeatedly come to Qingtian Peak to disturb your meditation. He deserves death!"
"Please punish me, old ancestor, otherwise Qiming will feel uneasy!"
He lowered his head.
The words were extremely serious.
Zong Shen stretched out his hand on the stone table and brushed it gently.
"Well, according to the rules I left behind, you do deserve to be punished."
"In that case, I will punish you by making you dig out your own ribs."
He said in a calm tone.
Upon hearing this, Zong Qiming kowtowed again.
"Thank you for your grace, ancestor!"
"Qiming accepts the punishment!"
Without saying a word, he immediately circulated his magic power on his hands.
The next moment, his hands were inserted directly into his ribs.
With a slight shake of his wrist, he broke open the chest and took out two ribs.
His body went limp in an instant.
In an instant, spiritual power turned into spiritual bones to support its chest again.
Fortunately, the ribs are not the foundation of his Taoism.
Otherwise, this will damage the origin.
A big black hole appeared on his chest.
His ribs were dug raw, and even though he had practiced for many years and his mind was as hard as a rock, he couldn't help but tremble a few times.
Zong Shen was not moved at all.
"Okay, come and sit down."
He waved his hand.
Although Zong Qiming took his own bones, his spiritual power continued to flow without hindrance.
Spiritual power turns into spiritual bones, which can also support the body.
So, in his opinion, simply digging out the ribs would have basically no major impact.
The ancestor is really too kind.
"Yes, ancestor."
He walked slowly a few steps, came to Zong Shen's side and sat down.
"How does it feel to have your double ribs dug out?"
Zong Shen asked casually.
Zong Qiming was stunned for a moment, as if he did not expect the ancestor to ask this question.
After thinking for a moment, he answered honestly.
"It hurts. It hurts a lot."
Zong Shen stood up and patted his shoulder.
"So do you think there will be any difference in your actions after losing your ribs?"
Zong Qiming was stunned.
This time, it took a full while before he spoke.
"I feel so relaxed, as if I have never felt so relaxed before."
Zong Shen smiled.
"Now, do you know why your cultivation has been stagnant and difficult to advance?"
"Your body is dispensable. It can't even support your body. Although you have good comprehension, you have neglected to cultivate your body."
"If the Dao and body cannot be united, how can we make progress?"
Zong Shen's voice, like the sound of heaven, penetrated deep into his soul.
It cleared up all his confusions and opened his eyes.
He could actually vaguely touch the threshold of the 25th level of the Dharma Realm.
If he hadn't just been promoted recently and hadn't accumulated enough experience, he would probably have to advance to the next level!
Zong Shen's words made him suddenly enlightened.
I have gained a lot more insights into the path of cultivation.
"Thank you for your advice, Old Ancestor!"
"One word from the ancestor is better than Qiming sitting in silence for ten thousand years!"
He was overjoyed and stood up to kneel.
"Alright, alright, stop kneeling."
Zong Shen waved his hand, and a ball of pure light appeared in his palm.
"I will equip you with Yue'er's pure natural bones now."
(End of this chapter)
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