Chapter 875

When the little copper coffin was attached to the back of Song Qing's book, his whole body bent down.

Song Qingshu was unprepared and almost fell on the ground when he was pressed by the heavy little copper coffin.

Then song Qingshu put his true Qi out and dragged the small copper coffin on his back, with a helpless expression on his face.

Chunjun sword came out and wanted to cut off the wound on his back, but it backfired. Chunjun sword split on the curtain and only splashed a burst of sparks. A small crack on the case didn't appear.

No matter how hard song Qingshu tried, the small copper coffin was motionless on his back, and then song Qingshu had to give up.

Song Qingshu then ignored the small copper coffin on his back. Although it was heavy, he could bear it.

Song Qingshu slowly walked out of the scope of the bronze ancient coffin and looked at the top of the other three mountains. There were three kinds of fruits on it. He didn't pick them.

Song Qingshu stood there, vaguely able to see the sacred tree on the top of the mountain in the distance, muttering: "there are three kinds of fruits, I want to pick them all and completely improve the power of the big knife in my body!"

So, after a day's rest, song Qingshu began to set out with a small copper coffin on his back.

In the next few days, song Qingshu met the famine slaves several times. Because the existence of the small copper coffin greatly limited his strength, song Qingshu did not climb the top of those mountains.

A few days later, song Qingshu seemed to make up his mind. He directly carried the small copper coffin and walked up the mountain step by step. His bones were ringing. Every step fell, and big cracks broke out in the hard iron mountain.

After climbing the mountain, he really saw the famine slave again. All the others were present except the female famine slave!

Song Qingshu moved forward step by step. Several slaves stared at the small copper coffin on Song Qingshu's back and were stunned. They didn't take any action and were avoiding retreat. They didn't seem to want to get too close.

"Brush!"

Finally, these slaves jumped into the abyss and no longer appeared, as if they were extremely afraid of the copper coffin.

Song Qingshu was carrying a coffin to collect medicine. This was the first time. On this day, he even picked three kinds of fruits, all of which were strange and extraordinary. One kind of fruit looked like a small tripod, with flowing Taoist rhyme and hazy fog. There were three in total.

Another kind is like a flying bird, shaped like a rosefinch, red as blood, lifelike, as if to spread its wings and fly away. There are two in total.

The last kind of fruit also looks very special. It looks like a small disc with blue light. There are eight scars on it, which are light gold, very like gossip. There are four in total.

"This..."

Song Qingshu looked at these fruits and was amazed. These fruits are really special. They are all wonderful, dazzling and glittering.

Then song Qingshu sealed the fruit with the real Qi realm and put it into the heaven and earth bag.

Song Qingshu successfully gathered all the fruits from these mountains and came back with a small copper coffin. On the way down the mountain, he almost rolled down. The small copper coffin was so heavy that his bones were almost broken.

Back next to the ancient bronze coffin, the small copper coffin on the back of Song Qing's book is still attached to his back.

However, a strange thing happened. When song Qingshu sat next to the bronze coffin, the small copper coffin on his back gave out a simple smell.

These smells lingered around Song Qingshu, and the power of the road in his body also circulated independently.

When the breath emitted by the small copper coffin was absorbed by song Qingshu, the small copper coffin on his back fell down automatically, and the curtains wrapped around Song Qingshu disappeared.

In this regard, song Qingshu is even more strange. What is this small copper coffin, why it appears under the bronze ancient coffin, why it is attached to his back, and why it leaves now? All these are too magical for song Qingshu to understand.

Then song Qingshu closed his eyes, opened his lips towards the system and asked, "system, what is this little copper coffin and why did this happen?"

As soon as song Qingshu's voice fell, a cold breath came out of song Qingshu's eyebrows and shot at the small copper coffin, and then the systematic prompt sound appeared in Song Qingshu's ear:

"Ding, the system prompts that it is scanning and analyzing. The current progress is 10%. Please wait patiently."

"Ding, the system prompts that it is scanning and analyzing. The current progress is 20%. Please wait patiently."

"Ding, the system prompts that it is scanning and analyzing. The current progress is 30%. Please wait patiently."

……

At this time, song Qingshu took out a fruit just picked, sat cross legged and began to refine.

The smell emitted from the fruit permeates the side of the bronze ancient coffin. It is fragrant and blooms incomparably gorgeous light from time to time.

When refining red bird fruit, song Qingshu's body is like a rosefinch flying and a phoenix chirping. The incomplete road map flows. Every inch of flesh and blood is shaking and reborn.

When refining the divine fruit of the small tripod, the bones of song Qingshu were broken inch by inch, and then reorganized. They were constantly reborn. The incomplete Tao image was around the body, and finally disappeared into the avenue rules of the meridians.

When refining the divine fruit of the eight trigrams scar, eight kinds of congenital veins and collaterals were transformed into eight trigrams and arranged in eight directions, which surrounded song Qingshu. One mysterious Taoist diagram after another emerged and drowned him.

When song Qingshu finished refining all the three fruits, song Qingshu had a reborn change. His body was extremely strong, raised his hands and feet, as if he could pierce the world.

The red bird fruit, tripod shaped fruit and eight trigrams fruit are bright and flawless. They shine like colorful glass and are dazzling. After being refined, they turn into incomplete Taoist diagrams, which are also mysterious and unpredictable. They are constantly branded into his body.

Song Qingshu should not gradually refine these residual energy in the body with the operation skill.

Outside the body of song Qingshu, red and bloody birds are flying, the simple and natural small tripod is sinking and floating, and the esoteric eight diagrams rotate, which is very strange.

At this time.

"Ding, the system prompts that it is scanning and analyzing. The current progress is 70%. Please wait patiently."

"Ding, the system prompts that it is scanning and analyzing. The current progress is 80%. Please wait patiently."

"Ding, the system prompts that it is scanning and analyzing. The current progress is 90%. Please wait patiently."

"Ding, the system prompts that the scanning and analysis is completed!"

With the sound of the system, cool breath appeared in Song Qingshu's mind and turned into messages.

Song Qingshu also quickly transformed the excess energy of the fruit into his own Qi. Now he is already the strong man of God's five heavens. Raising his hand can destroy one heaven and earth.

I can't help it. In Song Qingshu's body, the power of Avenue rules has been completely absorbed and mastered by song Qingshu. At the moment, if he meets those wild slaves again, he can definitely solve them in an instant!