The Mightiest Little Peasant

"Another one!"

Carrying around in the cave mansion, Tang Hao looked at the sage tree in front of him, revealing joy.

After more than a month of watering, another sage fruit has matured.

He glanced at his hand, and the huge sage fruit of the branch came flying into his palm and weighed it a few times. He threw it directly into his mouth and swallowed it.

Grunt!

Shen Guo lowered his stomach and instantly released it, releasing the immortal qi, and madly rushed to the limbs.

Tang Hao dragged the immortal qi and walked in the meridian for a week, pouring into Dantian Daohai and being absorbed by the Chaos Mother Blood.

After absorbing about two-thirds, the maternal blood splits and a drop of blood coagulates.

The amount of fairy blood in Tang Hao's body also reached as many as 24 drops.

"call!"

After the absorption, Tang Hao breathed a sigh of relief.

After urging the fairy blood in his body again, he could clearly feel the strength improvement brought by this drop of fairy blood.

In the realm of the Seven Tribulations, every drop of blood below a hundred blood can bring a considerable improvement in strength, and the effect is very obvious, while above a hundred blood, the effect of one or two drops of blood is not so obvious.

"I only have twenty-four drops of blood now, which is too far from the realm of hundred blood!"

Tang Hao sighed softly.

Even if he has a sage tree, a fairy such as Xianshui, it is not easy to increase his strength. Only one or two drops of blood can be coagulated in a month, and only about 20 drops in a year. In order to reach the state of a hundred blood.

As for the realm of thousands of blood, and even the realm of thousands of blood, it is even further away.

"I don't know how the blood king and Taixu Dao are fighting?"

Tang Hao stepped out of the cave mansion and stood on the top of the fortune, looking towards the sky.

His eyes crossed billions of miles, and he saw the depths of the vast void.

There, a battle about his destiny is going on.

Whichever side wins is not good news for him, he can only hope that the battle will last longer, so that he has more time to prepare.

Even if he cannot be promoted to the Eight Tribulation, he must at least reach the realm of Thousand Blood, so that he can face a chance to escape in the face of an Emperor Eight Tribulation.

A moment later, he withdrew his gaze.

This battle is invincible in a short period of time, and it is useless to worry now, or it is important to solve the problem at hand first.

"The Honghuang clan has joined in. This is a good thing, so I don't have to worry about it. I can eat a few more, and my cultivation behavior can be promoted faster. The drug master went to them and helped me a lot."

"As for the night masters, they haven't found the treasure yet, so don't worry."

Tang Hao pondered.

Through the blood-yin old devil, he can clearly grasp the situation of the night master and their situation. The drug master incited the Honghuang family. He already knew it.

He also knows that the drug owner is lobbying the Honghuang ethnic groups recently in order to deal with him.

The Alliance of the Ye Clan Drug Clan is already quite large, with a large number of seven robbers, and there are secret support from the back of the sky, which is much larger than the forces of his creation alliance. After so many demon clan and Honghuang clan have been attracted, this alliance 'S strength has undoubtedly become stronger.

This also brought considerable pressure to Tang Hao.

He has a night armor, so there is nothing to worry about at present, but once they find the treasure that can restrain him, it is not easy to say.

There are many people in the other party, and if you add a treasure to restrain him, you have the possibility to kill him.

"We must increase our strength as soon as possible!"

There is a strong sense of urgency in Tang Hao's heart.

"The ascension of cultivation has the fruits of saints, and the flesh and blood of the Honghuang clan. That treasure is the temples. I must build more idols. The more idols, the more complete the temples and the stronger the power."

"But... Where can I find so many god relics?"

Tang Hao was a bit troubled.

He traveled all over the Eight Wastelands, the Yu clan, the Lei clan, and the descendants of the gods. They also went there. In addition, the Buddhist scriptures stolen from the Landeng Temple only condensed more than a hundred statues of gods.

"Why don't you ask Yun Qingzi, he has lived a long time, he has a lot of knowledge, and there are senior Ling. The Ling people are doing business, and the chambers of commerce are all over the world.

Tang Hao was really gone, so he thought of asking for help.

"You want the relics of the gods? Is it related to your eccentric fairy house!"

When Tang Hao asked, Ling Zhanxu understood.

Tang Xianzi's fairy house, he was impressed, he had never seen such a perverted fairy house.

An immortal mansion in every district can actually shake the Supreme Master of Nine Tribulation. Isn't this abnormal?

This kid is a freak, and even the immortal mansion that is cultivated is a freak!

"Let me think about it! There is not much to say about the relics of the gods, not too much to say, most of them are in the treasure trove of various races, and it is generally impossible to get them!"

Ling Zhan thought hard, and his brows were all screwed together.

"However, something may help you..."

When Tang Hao was disappointed, Ling Zhanxue said.

"Oh? What?"

Tang Hao was surprised.

"An ancient book! Named "Spirit Sutra"!"

Ling Zhan surmised.

"Shen Ling Jing?" Tang Hao vaguely felt as if he had heard the name.

"This scripture is one of the ancient scriptures!" Ling Zhanxue said.

Hearing this, Tang Hao suddenly gave a cry, revealing a sudden look.

Antiquity!

Of course he had heard of it, and his "Soul Burial Scripture" is one of the Antiquity.

In addition, there are "Pirate Classics", "Dan Jing", these are very famous, but the "Spirit Sutra" is relatively less famous, Tang Hao only knows the name.

Tang Hao was completely unclear about what was specifically recorded in it.

"It is said that in the Honghuang era, just before the Pangu world was born, there is a scripture called "Honghuang Jing", which contains everything on it, with strange flowers and grass, as well as Shenshan Fairy Island, all things from the Honghuang era."

"And some of them are dedicated to introducing the gods of the heavens. The ancient gods and various ethnic groups are clearly recorded in this scripture, not only the portraits, but also a trace of breath!"

Ling Zhanxuedao.

Hearing this, Tang Hao's eyes brightened, his breathing became rapid.

Isn't this "Spirit Book" tailor-made for him at this moment?

"Where is this biblical scripture?"

Tang Hao asked eagerly.

"This... I don't know, this book hasn't been in the world for a long time, and I don't know who fell into it. This is one of the Antiquity, after all, no matter who gets it, it will not be easily taken out."

"In the past few hundred years, I have only heard that there is a biblical scripture, "The Soul Burial Scripture", which is said to have been auctioned off in the ancient wasteland, and I don't know who has fallen into it."

Ling Zhan slightly regrets the authenticity.

"Senior Ling, this scripture is very important to me. Could you please help the Ling tribe to find out where this biblical scripture is?" Tang Hao said.

"Okay! Let me ask the people in the clan to find out a little clue."

Ling Zhan responded.