Covering the sky starts from the mortal body

Chapter 377 Harvesting the body of the little overlord Zhou Tong
Those three fist-sized little people-like pink fruits swayed from side to side on the top of the tree, as if they were about to jump off.

Two fruits were taken, Zhang Wenchang took one, and then cut six rhizomes from it, Zhang Wenchang asked for four, Ye Fan asked for two.Zhang Wenchang took ten leaves from above again.

Zhang Wenchang used another black gourd and took four cubic meters of divine spring water from here. The pool here was relatively large, so Zhang Wenchang took more.

Suddenly there was a crashing sound, which was the sound of iron chains.

"It can't be that monster in the abyss is coming out again? When we arrived here the first night, that monster with chains was too scary."

"There's no time to refine it here. Let's hide in that bronze coffin tonight. The coffin can fight against Huang's power."

"But I saw that the coffin lid was closed and could not be opened."

"It's okay, I think if I keep reciting the mysterious scriptures obtained from the coffin, I think it can be opened."

"There is a five-color altar at the bottom of the abyss."

Zhang Wenchang also opened Kaiyuan Tianshen's eyes and glanced there.

Sure enough, in the bottomless abyss, there was a dilapidated altar floating in the air, looking very ancient and mysterious.

"The altar is exactly the same as the one on Mount Tai. It looks like the same site as Mount Tai."

Zhang Wenchang jumped down from the top of the mountain like a cannonball and rushed toward the bronze coffin halfway up the mountain.

When he came to the coffin, Zhang Wenchang began to recite the strange sutra of mending the sky.

The sound resounded throughout the world, as deafening as thunder, and the surrounding trees were shaken to the point of rattling.

When chanting this kind of scriptures, no divine power is needed, just chanting it will exude a mysterious wave.

This scripture does not exist in the world, and it cannot be written or recited. Zhang Wenchang recited it with his heart, not with his mouth.

The bronze coffin reacted immediately, remembering the same scripture there, expounding the truth of the Tao even more loudly.A feeling of coercion spread out.

Tianyin is like thunder, lucky people like Zhang Wenchang and Ye Fan can hear it, but other people can only feel Tianwei, but not the scriptures.

The huge coffin, lying on the ground, looked very primitive and vicissitudes of life, as if it had traveled through endless time and space.

Click click.

With the roar of Tianyin from the Great Dao, a corner of the coffin lid was shaken off, and Zhang Wenchang and Ye Fan rushed inside.

After almost six years, Zhang Wenchang once again entered the bronze coffin.

Thinking about the first time I rode the bronze coffin train and the dangers I encountered along the way, it all seems like yesterday.

The Daotian Tianyin stopped soon, and it became extremely quiet in here.

Without Huang's power, time would not be able to erode him and deprive him of his life.

"These hundreds of words of mysterious scriptures are really magical. Once I was caught by Elder Han, and he almost made me into a medicine. It was this kind of scripture that woke me up." Ye Fan said.

"Yes, this scripture is really mysterious and powerful. It's a pity that it is not something that our current level of cultivation can understand." Zhang Wenchang said.

"Hey, there is another corpse here. Is this the corpse of the little overlord Zhou Tong?" Ye Fan pointed to the corner next to him and said.

Zhang Wenchang took a look and realized that it was true. In the original article, the name of the classmate who was strangled to death by the Dacheng Holy Body was not mentioned, and no one dragged it out of the coffin and threw it away. He just watched helplessly as his body was separated from the coffin. The coffins slid together into the abyss.

According to Zhang Wenchang's conjecture, when the Dacheng Holy Body opened the coffin, a powerful force emanated from his body, which would have already collapsed his body into ashes, and there would definitely be no bones left.

I didn't expect this dead body to lie here lifelike.

Although his body was stiff and bleeding a lot after death, and it seemed that part of his internal organs had been eaten by a small crocodile.

But the body seemed to be in a sterile environment in the coffin and had not been decomposed.

After Zhang Wenchang saw it, his heart moved and he stepped forward.

He used secret methods to probe his physique.

"Sure enough!" Zhang Wenchang knew it in his heart.

Just as most book friends guessed, the classmate who was strangled to death by Dacheng Holy Physique God Nian was indeed a bully, and like Ye Fan, he was a first generation, Ye Fan was the first saint, and he was the first bully body.

From this aspect, his physique is higher than that of the pure-blooded hegemon Hun Zhan, the descendant of the Cangtian hegemon.

"Our classmate's physique is amazing, and it is also an extremely powerful physique." Zhang Wenchang said.

"I plan to put him away and train him into an incarnation outside the body, do you have any objections?" Zhang Wenchang said.

"A person dies like a lamp goes out. As a classmate, I hope he can be buried, but you can use it if you want. Anyway, he is already dead, and if he is buried, he will be eaten by bacteria." Ye Fan didn't care. Said.

"If that's the case, then I'm welcome."

Zhang Wenchang took out a white jade bottle, put the corpse in it, and then filled it with two cubic meters of divine spring water.

Let him soak in it first to rejuvenate his body's cells and repair the damaged body.

After the two looked around here, they found nothing else, so Zhang Wenchang wiped off all the blood on the ground.

Outside the coffin were nine huge dragon corpses. Zhang Wenchang and Ye Fan stepped forward.

These nine dragon corpses were as if they were made of steel, with flashing black light and full of explosive power. Although they looked ordinary, they made people tremble.

"Could this be the legendary real dragon?"

"I don't know, anyway, their origins are very mysterious." Zhang Wenchang remembered that they seemed to be dragon bones at the level of real immortals. Later, Emperor Huangtian gave them flesh and blood, turning them from dragon bones into dragon corpses.

"There are no real dragons in this world, but I heard that one of the ultimate forms cultivated by the monster race is the dragon transformation." Zhang Wenchang said.

"I once heard a rumor that the demon emperor Xue Yueqing used to be a snow rabbit, but later got a great opportunity to transform from a rabbit into a dragon and become a silver dragon, proving the Tao and becoming an emperor. It is really unreasonable." Zhang Wenchang Said.

"Could it be that this is the real dragon after the dragon has evolved to the extreme? It's incredible." Ye Fan said.

"Their blood is probably comparable to elixir. I'll see if I can collect some real dragon blood to renew life and refine medicine." Ye Fan rushed up.

Zhang Wenchang smiled, watching the spark time he was doing there.

He took out his black gold sword with dragon pattern, and slashed vigorously, but it did not move at all, not even a scratch was left, except for some sparks, there was nothing.

"Don't worry about it, let's go back to the coffin quickly, the power of the barren outside is coming again. Only the coffin can stop this kind of attack, and the divine power is restored inside, and you can practice kung fu." Zhang Wenchang rushed into the coffin after finishing speaking.

Now all the divine patterns on the stone clothes have been wiped out, that kind of Huang's power is like gouging out flesh and scraping bones, it's too cruel and painful.

　Thank you to all readers who subscribed, tipped, and voted. It is your support that encourages me to continue writing.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)