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Chapter 595 Millennium Time
among the mountains.

Rumble!
There was a loud explosion, and a thousand-meter-high mountain collapsed suddenly, followed by a cloud of dust that filled the sky.

The wind blew, the dust and mist dissipated, and a black ape with a height of [-] meters flew out. The hideous monkey face was covered with blood.

Even a three-meter-long tusk was broken, and it fell to nowhere.

Bang bang bang!
It waved its arms like pillars, beat its chest, and the sound it made was like rolling thunder.

"Damn it!"

The roaring sound, the outrageous anger, also completely aroused the hostility in his chest.Jumping up, his fist rolled up a layer of black light, pierced through the void, and blasted towards the little man in front of him.

"The black iron demon ape at the peak of the demigod, try my true strength!"

Qingshi let out a long howl, shaking the sky.

The power in the body is surging, like the waves of the river and sea, all gathered in the fist.

The punch roared, and the universe shook.

boom……!
This punch is stronger and more violent than the previous temptation, it contains true and pure power, and there is not even any secret method.

Just pure punch.

Compared with the black iron demon ape's fist that was as big as a house, the bluestone was like an ant, but when the fists collided, a series of explosions were heard.

Snapped……!
As soon as the black ape trembled, his fist exploded completely, flesh and blood flew across the body, and bone stubble was scattered everywhere. Immediately afterwards, the pillar-like arm also exploded.

With a scream, the black ape was sent flying.

"Thousand blows!" Qingshi stepped into the sky, his body was like a streamer, and he caught up with him in an instant, and landed a punch on the opponent's chest.

Rumble!
Under the sound of explosions, this punch directly split the black ape into pieces, like five horses dismembering a corpse.Strangely, the scattered bodies quickly gathered together, and returned to normal in the blink of an eye.

"I'm immortal, you can't kill me!" The Black Iron Demon Ape cried out in shock, but also with deep fear.

"Just right, it can be used as training!" Qingshi continued to attack.

immortal?

That's the kind of opponent he wanted.

No weapons, only hands and feet, but they kept blasting the Black Iron Demon Ape. In the end, they could no longer recover, and their vitality was exhausted.

"A demigod, how can he not die?" Qingshi turned his head suddenly, and saw a demigod-level silver wolf peeping thousands of meters away, as if waiting for a man and an ape to lose both, so as to reap the benefits of the fisherman.

Qingshi raised his finger, volleyed a little, then turned around and left.

A point of extreme sharpness, passing through space and time, as if without any time interval, landed between the eyebrows of the silver wolf, making it a little startled, and then the soul breath belonging to it dissipated instantly, leaving nothing behind.

The body fell down, and the demigod-level silver wolf died.

But it didn't have any scars between its brows.

"A pinnacle of extreme true meaning can penetrate any substance in the world and penetrate everything. It seems that there is no scar, but it has already wiped out the soul!"

Thinking about it, Qingshi came to the foot of a mountain peak, where there was a two-storey attic with gurgling water in front of it, a stream, surrounded by green bamboos.

It landed directly on the balcony above the attic, and sat cross-legged.

This attic was discovered by him without exception. There are countless books in it, which record countless secret methods and anecdotes.

After discovering, he has been staying here, flipping through the books, accumulating, and practicing quickly.

Even though there were 100 years in the Golden Pagoda World and only a year outside, he didn't think about wasting time.

This practice lasted for a hundred years, and in the middle of it, from time to time, he searched for all kinds of powerful creatures in the mountains to fight and temper himself.

"After a hundred years of practice, except for the true meaning, everything else has basically reached the temporary limit!"

"The second level of Body Tempering Jue is perfect, and a half-divine weapon is hard to hurt. If you want to hurt my body, apart from the powerful true intention, there is only a divine weapon!"

"The cultivation base has also reached the peak of the demigod, but it is a pity that he has not yet condensed the heart of the deity!"

"It's really difficult to comprehend the first-grade true meaning. Except for the ultimate true meaning, although the other eight have a clue, I'm afraid it will take a lot of time to fully comprehend!"

This is Qingshi's achievement in the past hundred years. His cultivation has leapt from the flying level to the peak of demigod. In a further step, he will condense the deity's heart and become a god.

It is extremely difficult to cultivate the third level of Body Tempering Art, because it is another level.

As for the true meaning?I learned a lot again, but it was just a first rank but no progress.

However, the extreme sincerity has already reached the triple perfection, barely stepping into the threshold of condensing the heart of the deity.

Only this true meaning is enough to traverse the world.

"The next step is to comprehend the true meaning of the first grade!"

"I still have to continue to practice the Body Tempering Art. When I reach the god level, I will start creating my own body training method!"

"Before that, first refine a clone!"

Thinking about it, Qingshi waved his hand, and a body flew out from the attic. Except for the huge vitality, it didn't have any soul breath.

This is a carrier that he cultivated with his own essence and blood, as well as the spirits obtained from this vast world, and the source liquid.

"Knowledge is power, it's true!"

Qingshi smiled, and with a wave of his hand, two books flew out, landed in front of him, and the pages opened without wind.

The method of cultivating the avatar is obtained from the book collection in the attic.

"The way to separate yourself is to cultivate a body that fits your own soul, and then to separate your soul!"

"Dividing the soul is dividing the soul!"

"It is a big taboo to divide the soul without comprehending the true meaning of Yipin, because once divided, the soul will be incomplete, the potential will be reduced, and the understanding of the mysteries of heaven and earth will be greatly reduced!"

"The soul is also difficult to recover!"

"Refining the avatar before comprehending the true meaning of the first grade is courting death and cutting off the way forward!"

"Only by comprehending the true meaning of Yipin!"

"First-class true meaning means that the understanding of the natural and mysterious rules of heaven and earth has reached the extreme, and because of the ability bestowed by first-class true meaning, once the soul is divided, the soul can also recover in a short time."

After reading about the method of refining clones and souls again, Qingshi closed the book and sent it back to the bookshelf in the room.

Glancing around the attic, he nodded.

This is an absolutely safe place. No creature that exists in this world can break into it. It can even isolate all sounds from the outside. It is the perfect place for cultivation.

"cut!"

Without much hesitation, Qingshi frowned, his will turned into a sword of wisdom, and he slashed at the soul, splitting it in two.The pain that split his soul also distorted his expression in an instant.

That kind of pain cannot be isolated, it can only be endured.

It is much more cruel than quartering the body by five horses, putting it in a frying pan, cutting it into pieces by thousands of knives, etc.

Fortunately, it was expected.

Qingshi kept a part of the spiritual platform clear, allowing half of the souls to enter the clone body, because it was conceived by his blood essence, coupled with his continuous tempering, without any barriers, it easily merged with the body.

Soon, the avatars opened their eyes and got to know each other, and it felt weird.

Regarding the current state, Qingshi didn't have time to think deeply, so he quickly sat down cross-legged to recover.

The divided soul was rapidly strengthened under his cultivation.

"One grade of true meaning represents the ultimate, and it also represents perfection. Carrying one grade of true meaning, the soul will naturally recover quickly!"

Only by experiencing it personally can Qingshi truly understand the power of Yipin's true meaning.

If you don't have a first-class true meaning, it will be more difficult than climbing to the sky if you want to recover, which is equivalent to being useless.

It didn't take long before he stood up refreshed. As for the clone's soul, it also recovered to his level.

He will, and the avatar will naturally.

Because it is the same soul, the same memory.

Of course, the strength of the physical body is different, and the cultivation level will also be different, but there is no difference in the inner knowledge, and the understanding of the world and so on.

"With clones, you can comprehend different first-grade true meanings at the same time!"

Qingshi thought about it.

But before that, let the avatar quickly improve its cultivation.

Did not leave the urn.

Qingshi and the avatar continued to practice, and occasionally went to the deep mountains to find some demigod monsters to practice their hands.

In a blink of an eye, it was 900 years.

(End of this chapter)