Martial Arts Super God Chat Group

In front of ordinary monks, it's okay to say.

But everyone in this Heavenly Emperor chat group is surprisingly big.

Being able to linger in front of them is the biggest wish of every emperor in the Tiandi chat group.

Master of Chaos:

"Haha, since the group owner has such an elegant entertainment for everyone, why don't we just carry a cornucopia with lettering on it alone?"

"It's up to me to memorize a paragraph first. Don't make fun of the group leader."

"Heaven's wealth, land wealth, human wealth, material wealth, wealth is gathered, and wealth comes without knowing the gentleman, it is not enough to love wealth and get wealth."

Seeing that the Master of Chaos was like this, the Infinite Emperor also gave birth to Yaxing:

"Desires, desires, greed, disasters, desires to suffer disasters, indulgences without knowing to constrain, shall not show desires with desires,"

Emperor Yan smiled slightly:

"Death, rebirth, withering, reappearance, everything is the same, the one who is chic and without fear is not enough to hold!"

See other great emperors like this.

The emperor's chat group suddenly exploded.

You and I have to recite all the lettering in the cornucopia.

Watching this scene, Song Qingshu couldn't help but sigh the various intrepids of these great emperors.

He himself had counted the engravings on the cornucopia, and among them there were about 189,000 characters.

Even for an old scholar, it would take many years to memorize all these words.

And it also needs to be reviewed over and over again.

Only then was it possible to write down so many words verbatim.

But obviously the cornucopia died a long time ago.

However, these great emperors were able to recite the lettering on the cornucopia verbatim.

And it seems that he didn't even think about it, and he blurted out everything.

unfortunately.

Although Song Qingshu patiently read all the engravings in the lines that these great emperors said clearly.

But between the lines.

No matter how Song Qingshu looked at it, he couldn't see the information he needed.

The lost secret of the cornucopia.

In the emperor chat group, it was like being forgotten subconsciously.

Although there are so few remarks of the emperor, they are worth mentioning there.

But when Song Qingshu took a serious look.

However, they found that these great emperors always turned the front of the conversation and dodge the secret of the cornucopia.

that's it.

Song Qingshu took another hour.

I stared blankly at the Heavenly Emperor in the Heavenly Emperor chat group, memorizing more than 180,000 characters in the cornucopia one by one.

And Song Qingshu really wanted to know.

No one mentioned it.

When Song Qingshu saw this, he couldn't help but smile and shook his head:

"Everyone, have you forgotten something?"

Wuzu frowned:

"Group owner, if I remember correctly, there should only be more than 189,000 words in the cornucopia."

"Now I have waited to read all the lettering in the cornucopia without any errors. What is wrong?"

Song Qingshu shrugged helplessly:

"There is still a section in the cornucopia. Is it possible that the emperors really forgot?"

Ruthless Emperor:

"Yeah... Listening to the group leader's words, it seems I really remembered it."

"Moreover, that paragraph should have appeared on the neck of the Cornucopia Golden Dragon Totem, right?"

Emperor Yan smiled:

"What is the lettering in the pattern? On the neck of the golden dragon totem of the cornucopia, isn't it recording the use of the cornucopia?"

Master of Chaos:

"Hahaha?"

"Group owner, is this wrong for you? Even the method of use is engraved on the cornucopia."

"But isn't such a simple thing known to everyone? Is it hard to say it?"

After Song Qingshu looked at this sentence from the Master of Chaos.

He couldn't help but frowned, and then murmured to himself with a wry smile:

"Everyone in the world knows? Please, I don't know everyone!"

Although my heart smiled bitterly.

But Song Qingshu also pretended to be serious on the surface:

"The cultivator needs meticulous spirit!"

"Ninety for one hundred and a half line! Master of Chaos, what do you think?"

Seeing the seriousness of the group leader, the Master of Chaos did not dare to play around for a while: "What the group leader said is very true! I am ashamed!"

"Ninety people who have completed a hundred and a half lines, I remember what the group leader said."

"In order to express my mistake, I will upload the use of the cornucopia to the group."

Emperor Yan:

"Master of Chaos, with such a simple formula, why do you take it so seriously?"

Master of Chaos:

"Emperor Yan, what I uploaded is not just a cornucopia use method."

"It's a lesson! I will definitely think about the words "one hundred and a half and ninety" every day in the future."

"Strive for one day in the morning to reach the level of a group leader!"

So far, the master of chaos uploaded the method of using the cornucopia to the emperor chat group.

He looked solemnly, but he could see his regret for his behavior.

Song Qingshu finally flicked the way to use this cornucopia.

He downloaded the method of using the cornucopia again and again, and then directly closed the Tiandi chat group.

Although the cornucopia is a great artifact.

But its use method is very simple.

As long as Song Qingshu drops his blood into the cornucopia, he has established a relationship with the cornucopia.

Later, if Song Qingshu wanted to use the cornucopia.

You only need to recite the word refining, and you can save the treasures in the cornucopia from a lifetime.

From ten births to one hundred... thus endless.

Seeing this, Song Qingshu broke the skin on his finger with his vitality.

A drop of bright red blood was squeezed into the cornucopia.

With Song Qingshu's blood dripping into the cornucopia.

A thick blood mist suddenly appeared in the cornucopia.

After a while, a vicissitudes of ancient prompt sound came from the cornucopia: "The relationship is successful."

When Song Qingshu heard this, the smile in his eyes was almost overflowing.

"Ten are born in one? Ten thousand be born? Cornucopia, show me your powers right away!"

"Refining!"

Following Song Qingshu's words, the cornucopia suddenly shone brightly.

Chapter 325 Seven Golden Cores?more than?

Song Qingshu placed thirty thousand spiritual stones in the cornucopia.

What kind of concept is that?

A piece of spiritual stone can buy a good house in the world.

In some small countries, the entire income in one year cannot buy five thousand spiritual stones.

So it can be said that today's Song Qingshu is the existence of a wealthy country.

But now in Song Qingshu's eyes.

These 30,000 spiritual stones are still too few and too few, too few to disappoint myself.

Because of these thirty thousand spiritual stones.

For Song Qingshu, who is now a colorful golden pill, it was a little reluctant to get him to a level.

But it's okay.

Now before Song Qing writes, the artifact cornucopia is showing off.

Song Qing quietly waited for the cornucopia to give birth to more spirit stones from 30,000 spirit stones.

Sitting on the floor cross-legged, he voiced the vitality of the surrounding world, trying to improve his cultivation as much as possible.

But Song Qingshu closed his eyes for a moment.

Now that he is extremely sensitive to the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, he suddenly opened his eyes because of some abnormal vitality fluctuations: "The vitality between heaven and earth is strange?"

Song Qingshu just concluded a contract with Cornucopia.

That is, after so few breaths, the vitality of the world around the cave where Song Qingshu was erected.

Suddenly there was some strange flow.

The usual vitality of heaven and earth should be trickling like a stream.

Although ordinary people can't explore.

But in the hearts of ordinary monks.

The vitality of the world is just as gentle as the morning breeze.

Just as elegant as the sky and the moon.

But the vitality of the world today is very different from usual.

Although it is also flowing.

But it no longer trickles down, just like the spring flower river dies.

It is the waves and waves, just like the water in the sky on the Yellow River for thousands of miles!

Song Qingshu didn't feel much at the beginning, but felt something was different.

But over time.

With the cornucopia as the center, the length of a radius of several hundred miles is the vitality of all the heavens and the earth within the radius.