Chapter 1096 — The Dragon-Blood Divine Tree Guards the Primordial Spirit
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Feeling it still was not enough, he pinched Shen Mu's mouth open and poured the Primal Chaos Essence Liquid glug-glug into his belly. The Dragon Qilin was startled and hastily warned Wei Suifeng: "Great Cult Master, the Primal Chaos Essence Liquid cannot be taken in excess, it will burst him.
This is a treasure meant for watering the primordial tree! " Wei Suifeng rapped him hard on the crown of his head: "Are you the cult master, or am I? I am an old hand of the rivers and lakes; I have eaten more salt than you have eaten rice. I know my own measure.
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. " Before he finished speaking, he saw Shen Mu's body in the golden vat gradually swell, and soon it stood taller than the man himself by a good deal.
Wei Suifeng was startled, and the Dragon Qilin said, "Great Cult Master, you truly may not have eaten more salt than I have eaten rice. My rice is spirit elixirs.
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" Wei Suifeng rapped him on the head once more, then stared in anxious dread at Shen Mu in the vat. The golden vat was large enough, yet even so it could no longer contain Shen Mu's body.
"Junior brother! " Sweat sprang out on Wei Suifeng's brow, and he shouted, "Your newborn flesh is not as your old flesh was; it must be tempered.
Quickly drive your art, lest you grow great but not strong! " Shen Mu, muddled and dim, opened his eyes to glance at him, then closed them again.
Wei Suifeng frowned and paced around the golden vat: "His body is unharmed, and the injuries to his Primordial Fetus Divine Treasury and his heavenly palaces are largely healed. Then why does he still not wake?
" As he pondered, Shen Mu's stature surged again by several zhang, like a youthful creator deity.
Wei Suifeng at once removed the excess essence liquid from the vat, but as for the liquid he had poured into Shen Mu's belly, there was nothing he could do; and Shen Mu's injuries were so strange that he could not judge where the man was wounded. "Who did he fight, to be hurt so badly?
" Wei Suifeng asked hastily.
The Dragon Qilin said in a fluster, "Great Hong, likely the borrowed-life body of the Grand Emperor, and in all likelihood that later-day Heavenly Venerable Hong. " "The Grand Emperor!
Then the gravest wound is to the divine sense.
My divine sense is not strong; I fear I cannot heal him. " Wei Suifeng tried to stir his divine sense and touch Shen Mu's. The instant the two divine senses met, Wei Suifeng perceived that Shen Mu's was in extreme disorder, and he said at once, "Junior brother, how is an injury of the divine sense to be healed?
" Shen Mu roused himself to clarity for a moment: "Find the Divine King Gong Yun.
She owes me a favor.
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. " With that, a dragon-blood treasure tree flew out from between his brows and came to rest beside the golden vat. The tree's branches whirled and danced, and waves of melodious Dao-sound came forth.
Seeing this, Wei Suifeng breathed a sigh of relief; the last remnant of Shen Mu's divine sense flew out and lodged itself in the dragon-blood treasure tree, borrowing the tree's Dao-rhyme to keep himself lucid a while longer. And Shen Mu in the golden vat grew no larger; ring after ring of radiance circled his body, nearly two thousand halos, and within each halo was a tiny phantom of an ancient god.
These ancient god phantoms dwelt throughout Shen Mu's body, together refining and consuming the excess Primal Chaos Essence Liquid within him. Wei Suifeng looked on and clicked his tongue in wonder. The dragon-blood treasure tree Shen Mu had stolen from the Zhaoyang Hall of the Heavenly Emperor was just the thing to keep that last spark of his divine sense from perishing.
"Where can the Divine King Gong Yun be found? " Wei Suifeng asked.
His vital essence flew out, lifting Shen Mu from the golden vat and laying him beneath the dragon-blood treasure tree.
Shen Mu wore no clothes; his garments too had been destroyed by Great Hong. Wei Suifeng took off his own robe, and the Dragon Qilin hastily dressed Shen Mu in it.