Song Xing continued to activate his divine power, and the alchemy furnace rose higher and higher, and the mouth of the cauldron was aimed at the gray mist.
The gray mist quickly shrank, turned into liquid, and was swallowed up by the alchemy furnace.
The size of the alchemy furnace continued to grow, and the color became brighter and brighter, eventually becoming as red as blood.
"Chi chi chi..." As the divine fire burned in the alchemy furnace, traces of white smoke even came out of the furnace wall.
The divine power in the furnace boiled violently, making a crackling sound.
I don't know how long it took, it seemed like an instant, and it seemed like countless years had passed. When Song Xing woke up from this selfless state, all the divine mist formed by the bronze plate had been absorbed by him.
Feeling the surging divine power in his body, Song Xing's eyes flashed with infinite joy. Before coming to Lingshan, he never thought that he could get such a great opportunity here.
First, he obtained a true dragon clone that was about to give birth to spiritual wisdom, and then he obtained a massive amount of divine power that was suspected to be contained in Fuxi Bagua.
Song Xing opened the lid of the alchemy furnace and saw a dazzling luster emitting from the alchemy furnace, and the rich aroma was refreshing.
Looking carefully, there are almost three hundred drops of crystals condensed by divine power in the alchemy furnace. Each drop is as big as a fist, crystal clear, like amber.
Song Xing picked up one of the drops of divine power and shook it gently. He only heard a muffled sound of "dong", and the divine power exploded, turning into water vapor and dissipating all over the sky.
This divine power is indeed powerful. This alone has the power to destroy the world. If an ordinary person takes it, he will definitely die suddenly.
"What a good thing!" Song Xing played with the crystal of divine power in his hand, with a bright smile on his face.
Song Xing observed these magical crystals and saw that the symbols and lines inside the crystals were very similar to the human body's tendons, bones and other tissue structures, but upon closer inspection they were completely different from the human body structure.
"Are these the tendons in Fuxi's body structure? They don't look like this wild creature, but they are more than a hundred times stronger than human muscle fibers." Song Xing clicked his tongue in surprise.
Then, Song Xing turned his attention to the place where the bronze plate disappeared.
"Could it be that Fuxi's legacy is really the inheritance left by Fuxi?" Song Xing pondered, thinking: "Fuxi's innate gossip is the origin of human writing. Could it be that the future King Wen of Zhou obtained Fuxi's innate gossip and created it from this?" Acquired Bagua? Innate Bagua can deduce all things in the world, and Fuxi’s power left here is definitely not inferior to the snake god and entropy, so is Fuxi really dead?”
Song Xing sat cross-legged on the ground and drew symbols in the air with his right hand according to the shape of the Fuxi Bagua pattern.
Song Xing used the divine power in his body and shot out a ray of golden light from his fingertips, which disappeared into the bronze plate.
In an instant, the bronze plate emitted a dazzling golden light, and the entire room was immersed in golden color.
After a while, the golden light gradually faded, and dense and complex lines appeared on the surface of the bronze plate.
At this moment, Song Xing suddenly felt frightened, as if there was some extremely terrifying danger that was about to descend through the void. The next second would be enough to erase any trace of his existence in this world.
This feeling that made his heart palpitate was so real, so real that he had never felt so close to death.
As if he was blessed, he suddenly withdrew the divine power injected into the bronze plate!
Without the support of divine power, the complex lines on the bronze plate that originally shone with golden light gradually disappeared again.
At the same time, the sense of imminent crisis disappeared in an instant.
Song Xing took a deep breath and stared at the bronze plate in front of him as if he were facing a formidable enemy. "Is it just that you want to deduce the life and death of Fu Xi? Are you facing a great terror?"
Seeing as the water in the Xiantian Bagua was so deep that the bottom could not be seen, Song Xing could not get involved in it at this moment.
Song Xing decisively withdrew and left, never looking at the bronze stone slab again. Anyway, this trip to Lingshan was full of rewards. Not only did he get a true dragon clone, but he also received a large amount of divine power and part of Fuxi's inheritance.
As for the most valuable thing, the bronze plate recording Fuxi's innate gossip, Song Xing vaguely felt that it might be a back-up left by Fuxi, whose life and death were unknown, in the wilderness. It would be better for him to mess with it as little as possible.
Before leaving Lingshan, Song Xing looked at the place where the ten witches lived in Lingshan. It was rumored that the giant tree was transformed by Fuxi's ten fingers. His eyes were unclear.
It is said that after Fuxi died, his body turned into a spiritual mountain. The ten witches of Lingshan were the elves born from Fuxi's ten fingers. However, if Fuxi did not really fall as he guessed, then the origins of the ten witches of Lingshan are worthy of scrutiny.
"How long have I been digesting these divine powers?"
When Song Xing arrived at the foot of Lingshan Mountain, he discovered that Wang Hai's army that originally surrounded Lingshan Mountain had all withdrawn and disappeared.
Inquiring about the time on the road, I found that seven days had passed since Tuoba Ye and the others escaped from Lingshan. The scattered troops of the Tu tribe seen on the road were all heading towards Yangxu City, the holy city of the Tu tribe.
With his pace, he didn't even need to ride a Fei Iron Beast. He arrived outside Yangxu City in less than half a day.
The towers of Yangxu City are steep. Outside the city, there is a bottomless chasm that is four to five feet wide and winds along the city wall until it reaches under the cliff on the west side of Yangxu Mountain.
Song Xing once heard Chi You say that the bottom of the ditch outside Yangxu City is full of wish-fulfilling people. These wish-fulfilling people are made from the strange people extracted from the Tu tribe's first sacred soil "Xi soil" and mixed with other kinds of sacred soil. According to the top-secret spells of the Tu tribe, it can suddenly grow and multiply, or suddenly reduce and concentrate.
Therefore, the deep ditch of the city defense can be filled up from the bottom to the bottom in an instant and become flat ground, or it can suddenly turn into a deep ditch when the enemy attacks.
Song Xing covered his body, sneaked into the city, and looked intently. Halfway up the mountainside, there were a series of majestic palaces built in the air, relying on the mountain.
The spiritual thoughts swept through and found that there were at least 70,000 to 80,000 elite soldiers stationed in Yangxu City, and there were 3,000 flying beast patrols outside the city day and night, patrolling around Yangxu Mountain, and the security was extremely tight.
Where Song Xing was thinking, he could hear the whispers of countless people in the city. After listening for a while, he finally understood what had happened in the city in recent days.
It turned out that just two days ago, Ji Yuanxuan, the youngest son of the Yellow Emperor, broke into the Huangdi Palace in Yangxu Mountain alone with two boys and girls. Unexpectedly, Ji Xiulan, the eldest son of the Yellow Emperor, and Bai Tuo, the elder of the clan, were on guard and stopped Ji Yuanxuan and others.
Seeing that the situation was over, someone among Ji Yuanxuan's bodyguards finally couldn't help but stand up and testify against Ji Yuanxuan's patricide. The Tu tribe was in an uproar. Finally, with the intervention of Ji Xiulan's master Huanglong True God Yinglong, Ji Yuanxuan was defeated and the others had to be captured.
There is no doubt that Ji Yuanxuan killed his father. The Tu Nationality Council of Elders has decided to judge this traitor who killed his father today!
In order to prevent the rebels from counterattacking, the entire Yangxu City is on high alert.
"Captured without mercy? Interesting." Song Xing, who had basically understood the whole incident, had a flash of ridicule in his eyes.
Are the two stupid boys Tuoba Ye and Chi You still being taken advantage of?
"The show is about to begin, so how can there be fewer people watching the show?"
Thinking of this, Song Xing found an inn, and then used the method of separating the soul from the body to separate part of the soul, lodge it in the body of a ranger in the inn, and headed towards the Yellow Emperor's Palace. (End of chapter)
