"One sword and one thought can split open the sky!"
Gong Ping's eyes gradually lit up. He looked at the black hole that he had casually created and muttered.
Boom!
As he said this, a loud sound seemed to come from his body.
The Qi of an Early Stage Quasi-Sage surged at this moment. In the blink of an eye, he broke through to the Intermediate Stage of the Quasi-Sage.
Gong Ping didn't make any movements. The three flowers gathered above his head, and the five qi covered the three flowers like a canopy.
Among the three flowers, there was a figure sitting on the human flower. It was the Obsession Corpse that Gong Ping had killed.
This time, an illusory figure gradually solidified in his heavenly flower.
"If Fellow Daoist doesn't come out now, then when?”
" Die!" Gong Ping shouted, and the illusory figure instantly materialized in front of him.
"Huang Tian greets me!"
The figure bowed to Gong Ping.
"You and I are one, so there's no need to be so polite!”
Gong Ping nodded. He looked at his Good Corpse Huang Tian with a face full of joy.
"This venerable self, this is for you!"
At this moment, Gong Ping's Good Corpse, Huang Tian, handed Gong Ping a seed.
"This is…"
Gong Ping was a little puzzled. He couldn't see what it was, but he could sense the vitality within the seed.
"This venerable self, this seed is a gourd seed!”
"I relied on the Human-Creating Whip to kill the Good Corpse. This seed is the last bit of vitality contained in the Human-Creating Whip!”
"If we nurture it well, perhaps this seed can germinate.”
Good Corpse Huang Tian said to Gong Ping.
Hearing Huang Tian's words, a look of contemplation flashed in Gong Ping's eyes.
The Human-Creating Whip was one of the ten great innate spiritual roots of the Primordial World, the Seven-Colored Gourd Vine.
Back then, there were seven gourds on the vine of the Seven-colored Gourd.
In the end, the Three Pure Ones, Hongyun, Eastern Emperor Taiyi, and Goddess Nvywa each took one.
This greatly damaged the Seven-colored Gourd vine's origin. In order to prevent its origin from being destroyed, the Seven-colored Gourd vine returned the last gourd to its origin.
But even so, the Seven-colored Gourd Vine couldn't keep its life.
Later, it was taken by Nüwa. When she created humans and became a saint, she obtained merit and became the Postnatal Merit Spiritual Treasure, the Human-Creation Whip.
All this while, he had only simply refined the Human-Creating Whip, so he did not know that there was actually a gourd seed in the Human-Creating Whip.
"I understand. When I return, I will plant this gourd seed next to the Comprehension Tea Tree.”
"I also want to see what kind of gourd this last gourd seed can produce!”
Gong Ping's eyes were filled with anticipation.
In the legends of his previous life, this last gourd had great power. However, it could not be born because the Heavenly Dao did not allow it.
In this life, he would like to see what the last gourd was capable of.
The Good Corpse Huang Tian did not say much. He bowed to Gong Ping and returned to the heavenly flower.
Seeing this, Gong Ping also withdrew the Three Flowers and Five Qi into his body.
Feeling his body become stronger, Gong Ping's lips unconsciously curled into a smile.
Gong Ping left the place of seclusion. When he arrived at the Pangu Divine Hall, he saw twelve sorrowful Ancestral Sorcerers.
"Gong Ping, you've come out of seclusion!"
Houtu saw Gong Ping, and joy flashed in her eyes.
"Hahaha, congratulations, Brother Gong Ping. It seems that you've successfully refined that drop of Pangu's Heart Blood!”
"I told you that Brother Gong Ping could refine Pangu's Heart Blood, but you didn't believe me!”
“......”
The other eleven Ancestors of Sorcery also surrounded him. They looked at Gong Ping with joy in their eyes.
Looking at the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery in front of him, Gong Ping felt a warmth in his heart.
Ever since he had given him Pangu's heart blood as a gift, he had called the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery brothers.
Moreover, these Ancestors of Sorcery did not have any roundabout thoughts. They were straightforward and made people feel closer to them.
"That's right. I haven't thanked you for giving me Pangu's heart blood, Brother Di Jiang. Otherwise, I wouldn't have had this opportunity!”
Hearing Gong Ping's words, Emperor Jiang and the others burst into laughter.
At this moment, Emperor Jiang seemed to have thought of something, and his expression became distressed.
"Brother Gong Ping, you came out of seclusion at the right time. We obtained your Blood Sacrifice War Art and also want to forge a combat weapon.”
"But we don't know how to fight. Brother Gong Ping, help us think!”
The other Ancestors of Sorcery's eyes lit up as well, and they all looked at Gong Ping.
"This... The weapons are made for you, how would I know if you are satisfied with them?”
Gong Ping hesitated and shook his head.
Emperor Jiang said.
"Brother Gong Ping, you also know that we are used to fighting with our fists. We don't know what will happen in this short period of time.”
"Tell us your suggestion first. If we think it works, we'll do it. If it doesn't work, we'll think of a way ourselves!”
Zhurong also said.
"That's right, that's right. Brother Gong Ping, you're not a friend anymore.”
"If you say one, it might inspire us.”
When Gong Ping saw this, he rubbed his nose and looked at everyone.
"In that case, let me share my opinion.”
"Big Brother Di Jiang is the Ancestral Sorcerer of Space. He can break space with a wave of his hand and use space as a blade. Why don't you forge a spatial claw?”
"Big Brother Candle Dragon is the Ancestral Wizard of Time. Time is like a long river, and all living beings are grains of sand. Why don't we create an hourglass?”
"She Bi Shi…Heaven Qi Token, Zhurong…Zhurong Flag, Gonggong... Water God Halberd, Goumang…Wood Divine Needle, Rushou…Golden Halberd Saber!"
"Qiang Liang…Thor's Hammer, Xi Zi…Lightning Whip, Xuan Ming…Black Ice Spear, Tian Wu…Wind Fan!"
" Lastly, Houtu is the Ancestor of Sorcery of Earth. The earth bears all things and benefits all things. It's better to create the Mountain and River Plate and choose the aura of the earth to suppress all enemies!”
Gong Ping let out a long breath. He looked at Emperor Jiang and the others, wanting to know what they thought about this.
Emperor Jiang said happily.
"Good! " Brother Gong Ping is indeed the Human Emperor. I'll go forge a Spatial Claw and shatter space with one claw. This is the style of my Sorcerer Tribe!”
Gong Ping:
He really wanted to ask politely," I am the Human Emperor. Is there any necessary connection between my suggestion and my status?"
At this moment, the group of Ancestors of Sorcery began to quarrel. Their eyes were filled with excitement, and they wanted to hold the combat weapons in their hands and compete immediately.
"Hahaha, when the time comes, I, Zhu Rong, will roll up the flag and turn it into a sea of fire that will burn those demons to death!”
"Humph, how can your Zhu Rong Flag compare to my Water God Halberd? Wherever the halberd points, thousands of weak water will surge!”
"With my Thunder God Hammer, when I strike down with ten thousand lightning bolts, when I face those demons, I'll use a set of lightning five consecutive whips to electrocute them into charcoal."
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