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Chapter 9 There are many conspiracies, qi and fat

The world of thick soil connects the great way of earth. As long as the creatures in the world of thick soil continue to take insights into Bo Yi, he can quickly master this great way.

Bo Yikao's strength has not become stronger because of the opening of the Thick Earth World, and it still only has the breath of the Earth Fairyland.

His strength is not determined by the number of worlds on the Dao Tree, but by the power of creatures in the world opened up. As long as the creatures accommodated by a world are stronger, the more powerful the Dharma they engraved in the world will become. This is the source of Bo Yikao's strength.

But even so, Bo Yikao is absolutely invincible in the same realm. After all, he has two worlds as a backing, and his magic power is endless, and he also has the power of the great laws and laws. In the same realm, even if he crosses the realm, he can fight without relying on the power of glass fire. The power of the laws is not impossible to reach a great realm. Not everyone can understand the power of the laws before the Taiyi Jin Immortal Realm.

Thinking of this, Bo Yikao suddenly wondered. Even if the Dao tree was rooted in the Dantian, it was like this. Dao body is the incarnation of the laws of the prehistoric world. The stronger the creatures in the world, the more laws they have come up with for the Tao, the more stable the Tao will be. But why should we limit the creatures in the prehistoric world to achieve enlightenment and leave only nine puppet saints sent to the Tao?

"Could it be?" Bo Yikao looked up suddenly, his eyes seemed to pass through the thick earth world, looking directly at the prehistoric world. He felt that a huge cause was covering the entire prehistoric world.

"Hongjun has joined the Tao and taught sentient beings. Although he provided a way to become stronger quickly, he made them give up the inheritance and seize treasures and kill corpses, but he refused to teach the way to melt corpses. Could it be him?"

"The earth's spiritual power has been gone in later generations, and it has become the Dharma-Ending Age. There is no possibility of Taoism to make any progress. The Battle of the Gods is even more broken. If stupidity is a big deal, it will definitely be severely damaged. Could anyone want Taoism to die?"

The more Bo Yikao thought about it, the more terrible he felt. He used the prehistoric world as a chessboard and sentient beings as a flag to play with the Tao. This man is so clever. I am afraid that the saints who are very self-reliant and think they can play with sentient beings are just flags that are fooled by others. At most, these other creatures are stronger.

"If it is really Hongjun, it would be a bit scary. The saint's teacher sacrifices his life and follows the Tao. No one will suspect that he will be detrimental to sentient beings. All he has is endless gratitude, thanking him for bringing rapid improvement to sentient beings."

"If it weren't for Hongjun, why would he have to touch the catastrophe again and again? Is it the intention? Or the meaning of Hongjun? If it was the intention, the prehistoric world was transformed by Pangu, and even if it was not Pangu, it could be regarded as the son of Pangu. How could the witch clan, who was also the son of Pangu, be destroyed? It even planned this great catastrophe to enthrone the gods, so that the three purities transformed by Pangu's soul turned into enemies."

If he was not the master of the world, Bo Yikao would only think that the prehistoric world was weak and could not tolerate too many strong people. But now as the master of both worlds, Bo Yikao knew that the more powerful people, the stronger the world could be. Everything was taken for granted and instantly became conspiracy.

Don’t dare to think about it anymore, Bo Yikao sat cross-legged in the world of thick soil. Only by being strong can he have the ability to find the truth.

This time the world of Thick Earth evolved, and its spiritual power was full, unlike when the Fire Spirit World first opened, it was lacking. It took nearly two hundred years to nurture the Fire Spirit Clan, and the Xuantu Clan also gave birth to 81 people first.

However, when Bo Yikao opened up the world of Thick Earth, the greatest fortune he obtained was not the Thick Earth Dao engraved by the eighty-one Xuantu tribes, but a martial art.

This fame "The Art of Accepting Qi" is not about absorbing Qi for one's own cultivation, but about absorbing Qi for this Dao Tree and accelerating the growth of the Dao Tree. Of course, the Qi contained is not some spiritual power, but chaotic energy.

As Bo Yikao absorbed it, strands of chaotic energy seemed to ignore the prehistoric universe and descended directly to Bo Yikao, drilled into the dantian, and nourished the great road tree.

The Dao Tree was nourished by the chaotic energy and emitted a brilliant light. It slowly rose a little, and the third leaf slowly sprouted.

After sitting cross-legged and absorbing energy in the thick soil world for a year, Bo Yikao got up and returned to the Marquis' Mansion.

It’s not that he didn’t want the Dao Tree to grow faster, but the third leaf had already dispersed and grew into tender leaves. At this moment, he needed to slowly evolve the world. No matter how much chaotic energy he absorbed, it would not be able to open up the world in an instant.

When he returned to the Marquis' Mansion, Daji was waiting anxiously in the room. As for the others, even the Marquis of Xibo was blocked by Daji. After all, Boyikao had been there, and the fire spirit world was his biggest secret. Only she knew about it. If they came in and found that Boyikao was not there, they would not be able to explain where he went.

"Daji." A gentle smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he called Daji softly.

"Tao, you're back. Humph, I woke up and didn't know how to say hello and disappeared without saying a word. You are so good." Daji frowned and muttered slightly dissatisfied.

He reached out and hugged his slender waist, and hugged Daji in his arms: "Let's go, take you to a place." In an instant, the two disappeared.

Looking at the endless earth-yellow world in front of you, and the rich and thick earthy atmosphere, Daji finally understood where the previous thick earthy pressure came from.

"This is a newly opened world in my dantian. It is a world of thick soil, which contains a great way of thick soil." Just as Hou Xuan realized that Bo Yikao was coming again and quickly brought his clan members to pay homage, calling him Father God and Mother God.

Looking at the group of earthy yellow creatures calling her mother god, Daji felt particularly strange: "Why did your dantian open up such a world again? Are you either the Fire Spirit Realm or the Where is your dantian?"

"Not bad, but this thick soil world is also my dantian. Various worlds will be born in the future. I didn't tell you the truth last time because you hadn't started practicing yet, so I was afraid that I would scare you. It's okay to tell you now." He waved his hand and retreated from the Xuantu tribe, hugged Daji and flashed again and had already arrived at the Fire Spirit Realm.

Feeling the rich fire-attributed spiritual power in the air and bathing in the fire-based laws, Daji took a deep breath, making him extremely kind.

Daji practiced the fire path and felt uncomfortable when he stayed in the thick earth world.

"My dantian is a great way tree. Every leaf of the great way tree will produce a great way, and the leaves will open up a world. Although each leaf has a great way, it is not controlled by me. Just walk in the leaves, it needs the creatures in the world of the leaves to deduce and understand it for me. Therefore, the stronger the creatures in these worlds, the stronger my strength will be. Even if you, the gains of practicing in this fire spirit world will be engraved in the fire spirit world and for me."

Every word from Bo Yikao shocked Daji's nerves. The cultivation of creatures in the world will be engraved on Rao Bo Yikao, the world's master. If there are thousands of creatures in the world, how fast should Bo Yikao's cultivation improve?

While shocked, Daji felt more moved. He didn't dare to tell such a secret from his parents, but he only let himself know how to not be moved.
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