Chapter 1222: Upright fruit

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The more Qin Ming looked at, the more he thought, this tree must have a secret, and it was in that tree cocoon.
Qin Ming recovered for a long time, stood on his already intact body, took a deep breath, grasped the bark and started to climb up. Although the surface of the body has recovered, the meridian and viscera inside are still lacking, but after all, it is the physique of the Four Emperors of Heavenly Martial Arts, barely holding up the heavy pressure and climbing up step by step.
However, after climbing for a long time, Qin Ming looked down at the unconscious burial witch master, still very uneasy. This woman is too dangerous, he doesn't feel at ease without insurance.
Got it! Qin Ming jumped down from the tree and walked to the burial witch master. The soul thought was condensed, holding the Shura sword that had just recovered Qihai, and inserted into her chest. The killing thought of Shura sword continued to affect the mind of the burial witch lord, leaving her unconscious and sinking in coma.
The burial witch master was sealed with a sura knife.
Qin Ming carefully inspected for a while, determined that there was no problem, and at ease, under heavy pressure, climbed to the tree cocoon.
Cocoons are made of hundreds of thick branches of arms, which are dense and look more like a giant heart at close range. Each branch is verdant, like a translucent emerald, soft and bright. Squeezing into the cocoon of the tree from the cracked gap, there is a world of light and shadow, countless green light spots floating like stars, soft and mysteriously reflected here.
Taking a deep breath, the rich vitality of life and spiritual power penetrated through the body, and the indescribable ease, the five internal organs and the six concubines all stretched out a 'lazy waist'.
Huh? Spiritual power!
Qin Ming suddenly felt spiritual power. Is it normal recovery? Or did the tree cocoons isolate the mysterious power of the Forbidden Island?
No matter how much Qin Ming had, he lay down quickly, sucking the vitality and spirit of life, and recovered his body as soon as possible. Many green spots automatically penetrated into the pores, filled the flesh and bones of the body, and even poured into the heart.
Qin Ming almost murmured. After being tortured for so long, I was finally comfortable.
While receiving the gift of the tree cocoon, watching the tree cocoon. There is not only green light here, but also a lot of soft branches, which are floating gently, and the green liquid constantly flows on it. After falling, they all turn into green light, filling the vitality and spiritual power in the tree cocoons.
As if it were the qi sea, the heart of this giant tree.
There is also a faint body fragrance in the tree cocoon, which should be buried by the witch master.
Is it really that she got the chance here?
Can I?
Try it!
Qin Ming seized the branches and studied them carefully, but he could study and study. Except for his strong energy, he found nothing else.
Was it taken away by all the buried witch masters?
Are there any other secrets in it?
After Qin Ming recovered for a while, he started rummaging in the branches. This tree cocoon looks like a wooden house, with thick branches of seven or eight layers. Many branches have palm-sized leaves. Pick a piece and put it in your mouth. It feels refreshing like eating a spiritual fruit. It feels cool. Wash all the internal organs and the six organs, you can't help but tremble.
"What is this?" Qin Ming flipped through the note for a long time, and finally turned to a strange thing.
An egg?
An egg with scales?
wrong.
Qin Ming picked it up and saw it was a fist-sized spirit fruit, but the epidermis resembled scales, knotted on a thick branch.
Qin Ming peeled off the peel, and the fruit inside was crystal clear, like a green gem without any impurities, but very soft. Careful observation, the surface fluorescence occasionally showed wonderful characters, and soon disappeared. Reappeared a while later, so reciprocating.
Qin Ming rummaged elsewhere and found the second one, but found similar peels in eight other different corners.
"She ate eight? Two left?"
Qin Ming peeled off two spiritual fruits and didn't know it, but since all the burial flowers have eaten eight, they are knotted in this kind of tree cocoon, which is definitely not ordinary.
Qin Ming looked out of the probe and determined that the burial witch master was still asleep. Then he lay comfortably in the spacious tree cocoon and began to enjoy the spiritual fruit.
The entrance of the spiritual fruit is melted, and the meridians in the whole body are automatically entered. Its spiritual power is very huge. After a while, each meridian is enriched. After refining, it continuously flows into the weak sea of ​​air and recovers to sleep Thunder toad.
Qin Ming slowly enjoyed the nourishment of the spiritual fruit. Looking inside the whole body and observing these spiritual powers, he hoped that there would be some wonderful effects.
At first, it was nothing but pure spiritual power and surging vitality. The wounds healed quickly, ten times faster than gold blood, and the dry spiritual powers were quickly enriched, like a stream of flowing rivers. Gas sea.
Qin Ming can almost feel that he is recovering to the peak.
I have never seen a spiritual fruit with such a huge effect. Incredible.
But gradually, Qin Ming discovered that there was a wonderful but uncaptured force infused into his soul, and in his consciousness there was a complex and mysterious thing.
Qin Ming calmed his mind, put aside his thoughts, and felt the power.
Time passed minute by minute, those mysterious things gradually became clear in Qin Ming's mind.
He saw the shadow of the entire island. The river tide was running day and night, the woods changed from season to season, and the monsters multiplied. The island appeared in the fog and drifted away.
He saw a back view, standing in the sky, overlooking the archipelago. The back view was hazy, but he had a wonderful feeling, as if he dominated the world here and controlled the world.
He saw the sky misty and mysterious, twisting the countless strange brilliance, flying like colored silk. Those strange lights seem to have amazing power, affecting the spiritual flow of the entire island, dominating the life and death of all spirit demon.
The Qin Ming got deeper and deeper, as if sinking into this mysterious space, standing above the entire island.
The hazy back was right in front, but it was out of reach. Wonderful strange light kept flowing from him, pouring into the sky, breaking into the mountains and rivers, covering the island.
"Who are you?" Qin Ming walked towards the back, but his consciousness became hazy and heavy, completely trapped here. He walked forward step by step, but he couldn't get closer to the back, but before he knew it, a wonderful strange light fell from the sky, entangled him like a silk, and got into his body.
In the cocoon, Qin Ming suddenly awakened, and the confused consciousness became clear quickly. He froze and froze, his thoughts fluttered. Was that back the former owner of the island?
Qin Ming picked up the other spiritual fruit and looked at it. This fruit is born on a tree, but has the consciousness of the owner at that time? What is the relationship between this tree and this owner? Is the tree the owner?
Did the burial witch master eat eight such fruits to control the island?
Qin Ming grew more and more excited, whether it was or not, ate it first. He opened his mouth and swallowed the second fruit, lying in the cocoon of the tree, condensing and refining, and tracking the strange power and wonderful consciousness again.