Three thousand points outside the city, four geniuses including Feng Zun and Yan Yifan stood side by side in the sky, bidding farewell to Xiao Ye.
"you……"
Xiao Ye came up to him and smiled bitterly.
Calculating the time, it has been almost two thousand years since the selection of disciples of the innate gods of Jialuo Xiaojintian. These four geniuses are indeed leaving. They want to see each other again, but they don’t know when it will be.
These four geniuses have helped him a lot over the years, and they have formed quite a friendship with each other.
"Haha, Brother Xiao, don't look so sad. We are both disciples of the Innate Spirit. We will definitely see each other again."
Yan Yifan laughed.
The bloodline level he inherited reached the seven-star level, and he refused the Taoist incense presented by Xiao Ye.
After staying in the Great Qin Divine Kingdom for these years, I am about to reach the realm of Taoism.
"Xiao Ye!"
At this moment, the expression on Feng Zun's face became serious.
"Now, you are indeed quite powerful in the Jia Luo Forbidden Heaven, and you have a group of strong men gathered around you."
"But you are right not to have soaring ambitions and run to create the kingdom of God, because this will only distract your energy and waste your time."
"The chaotic world is too big. There are five major forbidden heavens, seven small forbidden heavens, and the Jialuo small forbidden heaven can only be regarded as the weakest. If we compete for power here, how much achievements can we make in the future?"
"In the future, I hope you will maintain your original intention and don't lose the big for the small."
Feng Zun said seriously.
"I understand." Xiao Ye nodded upon hearing this, knowing Fengzun's good intentions.
These four geniuses all have indelible pride, and they look at the war between the Kingdom of God and Jialuo Xiaojintian in a different light.
"Okay, see you later."
Feng Zun suddenly smiled, hugged Xiao Ye with a fist, turned around and rushed outside the Great Qin Kingdom.
"Farewell!"
Yan Yifan and the other two geniuses bid farewell to Xiao Ye one after another and left one after another.
"Gone."
"They're all gone..."
Xiao Ye watched for a long time before returning to Sanqianfen City. His divine will was released, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face.
After looting the treasury of the True Pan Divine Kingdom, some of the resources were also transferred to Sanqianfen City by Xiao Ye.
Nowadays, Sanqianfen City is full of vigor and vitality, and all the powerful people are gathered together. His close relatives have all been properly arranged, and there is no shortage of divine treasures at all. There are many in the river of chaos and heavenly power alone.
Su Nan and Ziyue sacrificed their brothers and sisters, and also received Taoist incense as a gift from Xiao Ye. The god's residence is expected to become Taoist, and there is a high chance of breaking through to the Taoist realm.
"But Xiaobai, the Four True Spirit Emperors, Nangong Xingyu, Xuanxiao, Tiancan Holy Emperor and others..." Xiao Ye frowned at this thought.
Not to mention Bingya, Xiao Nian and others.
That group of old friends alone, with the accumulation of countless divine treasures, could at most break through to the realm of gods.
This is already the end of their divine level.
Only those who inherit the bloodline have the opportunity to enter the realm of Taoism. Otherwise, no matter how many Taoism incense there are, it will be useless.
"Boy, do you feel sorry?"
"Among the tribes of innate gods, there are indeed treasures that can make up for the regret of missing blood."
"It's just that based on the standards set by the master, I probably won't be able to get my approval in this life."
"It's not that easy to become a disciple of the Ancient God." At this moment, a bewitching and ruthless word came, making Xiao Ye slightly stunned.
This is the voice of Shennu Abi.
After killing Lord Shinpan, the other party followed him like a shadow, and now he is taking the initiative to speak out.
However, it was a pity that no matter how Xiao Ye made insinuations, the other party refused to reveal more.
However, regarding the recognized standards, this condor responded with three words.
You can't!
"I don't believe in this evil!"
Xiao Ye clenched his fists, rushed into a palace in Sanqianfen City, and sat cross-legged.
Wow!
Xiao Ye's god-level will suddenly surged towards his godhead, washing away the marks on his godhead.
This process did not last long, and with a clicking sound, the mark was broken.
In an instant, thousands of auspicious lights, the resonance of heaven, and a grand chanting sound resounded. The scene in the palace changed drastically. In an instant, it was covered with 108 vines, lush and green, exuding a kind of
The demonic power is rising, causing terrifying magical fluctuations.
"Since Master has passed down such a huge Taoist power, it must have given me some insights."
Xiao Ye is no stranger to this kind of scene.
"The brand on this vine seems to imply the deprivation of the avenue..."
With piercing eyes, he selected a vine, and using the power of faith, he concentrated on deducing the imprint on it, hoping to separate it and understand it according to the previous method.
However, he still underestimated this magical power.
Even if it is divided into one hundred and eight parts, its size is still huge. With the speed at which he is deducing magical powers, it still feels like it is overloaded.
Moreover, this consumption of god-level will is so exaggerated that it can be called squeezing. It has been completely consumed in just a hundred breaths.
"It's so difficult!"
Xiao Ye only felt dizzy, his vision turned black, and his body felt sore, as if he had been through a fierce fight.
Xiao Ye even felt that this kind of overloaded deduction had a huge impact on his own bloodline.
This is also normal.
Taoist supernatural powers are different from divine powers. In addition to divine power, you also need to integrate the Tao you have understood in order to exert its power.
After he silently recovered the damage for a long time, he broke the mark again and conducted deductions.
Failed again and again!
Try again and again!
Time flew by, and five hundred years passed in the blink of an eye, but Xiao Ye was not discouraged in the slightest.
The Great Qin Kingdom has gradually begun to exude new vitality. Xiao Ye has deduced it countless times, but still doesn't have much of a clue.
But he also had an unexpected gain.
Countless times, the god-level will was squandered and then restored, so that the time spent was getting longer and longer. The limit was expanded, surging, and the strength increased by at least several percent.
Bang!
In the palace, after persisting for five hundred breaths, Xiao Ye's god-level will was once again exhausted. He looked pale and collapsed on the ground, covered in cold sweat.
"The great road I have understood..."
After recovering from the loss this time, Xiao Ye did not rush to comprehend, but sat up cross-legged, divine blood surged, bloodline aura spread, and his left hand was suddenly filled with the aura of deprivation, entwined with the threads of the avenue.
This is stripping away the thread of the road.
Compared with the past, it has grown to twelve.
At this moment, Xiao Ye's expression became extremely strange.
In the past five hundred years, he has failed countless times in deducing the magical power passed down by Che Yuanhou, but his understanding of the Tao of Deprivation has made considerable progress.
The whole process was very natural, as if it came naturally.
"In the process of deducing this magical power, I feel that my bloodline has also been mobilized."
"Every deduction is like using blood to fight against the opponent." Xiao Ye carefully reviewed the five hundred years of deductions, and a hint of enlightenment arose in his heart.
"Could it be that Master means..." Suddenly, a flash of lightning flashed across Xiao Ye's mind, and his face became excited.
(The third update is here, continue writing the fourth update!)
