Among the mountains.

Rumble!

There was an explosion, and a thousand-meter-high mountain suddenly collapsed, and then a cloud of dust filled the sky.

A strong wind swept through, the dust and mist dissipated, and a black ape with a height of 100 meters flew out. Its ferocious monkey face was covered with blood.

Even one of the three-meter-long fangs was broken and fell to no one’s knowledge.

Bang bang bang!

It waved its arms like pillars, beat its chest, and the sound it made was like rolling thunder.

"Death, death, death!"

The roaring sound and the overwhelming anger completely aroused the anger in his chest. He jumped up, rolled up a layer of black light with his fist, penetrated the void, and blasted towards the little man in front.

"The Black Iron Demon Ape at the pinnacle of demigods, try my true power!"

The bluestone roared loudly, shaking the sky.

The power in his body surged, like the waves of a river and the sea, all converging on his fist.

The fist roared out, and the universe shook.

boom……!

This punch was more powerful and violent than the previous test. It contained the most true and pure power, and there was not even any secret method.

Just a pure punch.

Compared to the Black Iron Demon Ape's fist, which was as big as a house, Bluestone was as big as an ant. However, when the fists collided, a series of explosions were heard.

Snapped……!

The black ape trembled, and his fist exploded. Blood and flesh flew everywhere, and bone stubble flew everywhere. Then, the arm like a pillar also exploded.

With a scream, the black ape was blown away.

"One inch of strength strikes a thousand strikes!" Qingshi stepped into the sky, his body was like a stream of light, and he caught up to him in an instant, and punched the opponent on the chest.

Rumble!

With the sound of explosion, this punch directly tore the black ape into pieces, like five horses tearing a corpse apart. Strangely, the scattered bodies quickly gathered together and recovered in the blink of an eye.

"I am immortal, you can't kill me!" The Black Iron Demon Ape screamed in a shocking voice, but it was also filled with deep fear.

"Just right, it can be used as training!" Qingshi continued to attack.

immortal?

This is the kind of opponent he wants.

He had no weapons, only his hands and feet, but he kept beating up the black iron demon ape. In the end, he could no longer recover and his vitality was exhausted.

"How can a demigod not die?" Qingshi suddenly turned his head and saw a demigod-level silver wolf peeping thousands of meters away, as if waiting for one person and one ape to be injured, so that he could reap the benefits.

Qingshi raised his finger, flew a little in the air, then turned around and left.

A bit of extreme sharpness traveled through space and time, seemingly without any time interval, and landed on the center of Silver Wolf's eyebrows, making it slightly stunned. Then the soul aura belonging to it dissipated in an instant, and no trace of it remained.

The body fell down, and the demigod-level silver wolf died.

But there are no scars on its eyebrows.

"The ultimate true meaning of the first grade can penetrate any material in the world and penetrate everything. It seems to have no scars, but it has already wiped out the soul!"

Qingshi thought, and came to the foot of a mountain peak. There was a two-story attic here, with a gurgling stream in front of it, and the attic was surrounded by green bamboos.

He landed directly on the balcony above the attic and sat down cross-legged.

He discovered this attic by accident. It contains countless books, records of countless secrets, and anecdotes.

After discovering it, he stayed here, reading books, and practicing quickly while accumulating.

Even though it only lasted a hundred years in the golden pagoda world and only one year outside, he didn't think about wasting time.

This practice lasted for hundreds of years, during which time I often searched for various powerful creatures in the mountains to fight against, and tempered myself.

"After a hundred years of cultivation, except for the true meaning, everything else has basically reached its temporary limit!"

"The second level of the Body Tempering Technique is perfect. Semi-divine weapons are difficult to damage. If you want to hurt my physical body, apart from the powerful true meaning, the only thing you can do is divine weapons!"

"My cultivation has reached the peak of demigods, but it's a pity that I haven't gathered my divine heart yet!"

"It's really difficult to comprehend the first-grade true meaning. Except for the ultimate true meaning, although we have a clue of the other eight, it will probably take a lot of time to fully comprehend it!"

This is Qingshi's achievement in the past hundred years. His cultivation level has jumped from Feitian level to the peak of Demigod. The next step is to condense his divine heart and then become a god.

It is extremely difficult to practice the third level of Body Tempering Art, because it is another level.

As for the true meaning? I have understood a lot, but it is only the first level but there is no progress.

However, the ultimate true meaning has reached the third level of perfection, barely stepping onto the threshold of condensing the divine heart of the deity.

This true meaning alone is enough to dominate the world.

"The next step is to understand the true meaning of the first grade!"

"I will continue to practice the body tempering technique. When I reach the god level, I will start to create my own body tempering method!"

"Before that, let's refine a clone first!"

Qingshi thought, waved his hand, and a body flew out from the attic. Apart from containing huge vitality, it did not have any soul aura.

This is a carrier that he cultivated using his own essence and blood, as well as the spiritual objects obtained from this vast world, and adding source liquid.

"Knowledge is power, that's true!"

Qingshi smiled and waved, and two books flew out and landed in front of him. The pages opened automatically without wind.

The method of cultivating clones is obtained from the books stored in the attic.

"The way to become a clone is to cultivate a body that matches your own soul, and then you can split the soul!"

"Splitting the soul means dividing the soul!"

"It is a taboo to divide the soul without understanding the true meaning of the first grade, because once divided, the soul will be incomplete, the potential will be reduced, and the understanding of the mysteries of heaven and earth will also be greatly reduced!"

"It's hard to recover even the soul!"

"To refine a clone before comprehending the true meaning of the first level is to seek death and cut off the way forward!"

"Only by understanding the true meaning of the first grade!"

"The first-grade true meaning is the ultimate understanding of the mysterious rules of nature of heaven and earth. Also because of the ability given by the first-grade true meaning, once the soul is separated, the soul can be restored in a short time."

After Qingshi once again read about the methods of refining clones and souls, he closed the book and returned it to the bookshelf in the room.

He glanced around the attic and nodded.

This is an absolutely safe place. No living thing in this world can break into it. It can even isolate all sounds from outside. It is the best place for cultivation.

"cut!"

Without much hesitation, Qingshi frowned and turned his will into a wisdom sword, slashing at the soul and splitting it into two. The pain of splitting the soul also made his face distorted in an instant.

That kind of pain cannot be isolated, it can only be endured.

It is much crueler than dismembering the body with five horses, putting it in a frying pan, cutting it into pieces with a thousand cuts, etc.

Fortunately, it was expected.

Qingshi kept the spirit platform clear and allowed half of the soul to enter the body. Because it was bred by his blood and essence, coupled with his constant tempering, there was no barrier and it easily merged with the physical body.

Soon, the clones opened their eyes and recognized each other. It felt weird.

Qingshi didn't have time to think deeply about the situation in front of him, and quickly sat down to recover.

The divided soul rapidly strengthened under his cultivation.

"The first-grade true meaning represents the ultimate, and also represents perfection. Carrying the first-grade true meaning, the soul will naturally and quickly recover as before!"

Only by experiencing it personally did Qingshi truly understand the power of Yipin True Meaning.

If there is no first-grade true meaning, it is more difficult to recover than to reach the sky, which is equivalent to being useless.

It didn't take long for him to stand up refreshed, and his clone's soul had also recovered to his level.

If he can do it, the clone will naturally do it too.

Because it's the same soul and the same memory.

Of course, the strength of the physical body is different, and the cultivation level will be different, but there is no difference in the inner knowledge, understanding of heaven and earth, etc.

"With a clone, you can comprehend different first-grade true meanings at the same time!"

Qingshi had some concerns in his heart.

But before that, let the clone quickly improve its cultivation.

Did not leave the Golden Tower.

Qingshi and his clone continued to practice, and occasionally went to the mountains to find some demigod monsters to practice with.
Chapter completed!