Chapter 802 Ninth Order Dao Realm

Half a month later.

Dragons and tigers meet, clouds gather and rain stop...

On Wanfa Peak, the sky clears.

Oh Guo Guo…

"Wait—"

Wang Ba leaned on the low chair in front of the old house, placed the small teacup on the small bamboo table next to him, and bounced the chicken with curiosity on his face and looked at the distance.

A light and slim figure with hair folded up was busy happily between the chopping boards and tables, humming an unknown little song in his mouth.

I felt peace in my heart.

The smoke from cooking stoves is curling, and the sound of chickens and dogs is heard.

Wushang True Buddha, the Realm Sea, the Xiaokura Realm... the many troubles in his heart have become extremely distant at this moment, as if they have nothing to do with him.

Only in front of us is the real and down-to-earth.

Occasionally, Bu Chan, behind the smoke from the cooking smoke, noticed someone's peeping gaze, and a long-lost rosy look that looked better than clouds, glaring at him with a "vicious" look:

"What are you looking at?"

Wang Ba said for granted:

"Let's see you cook."

Bu Chan snorted coldly, tightening her clothes tightly, with a hint of danger in her eyes:

"Then what are you doing with your spiritual eyes?"

Wang Ba naturally put away the light of his eyes and calmed down:

"The smoke in the pot blocks you and I don't see clearly."

"Pooh!"

Bu Chan spat lightly, as if he had thought of something, glared at him with joy, shame and annoyance:

"I don't know where I learned so many tricks..."

As he said, he quickly stir-fry the things in the stove in front of him. I don’t know if it was too hot from the stove or something else, but his face became more and more rosy, and even the corners of his mouth were unconsciously a curve...

"It's all an old husband and wife, let's see what's wrong."

Wang Ba muttered, and took out a small red pill from the storage treasure and stuffed it quietly into his mouth, accompanied by the spiritual tea.

During the refining, the taste of seven-grade Cistanche, epimedium, and the kidney of the god of dog is vaguely distinguished...

After a while, the two of them sat in front of a simple table with five or six dishes on it.

"It's all your fault that the eggs are fried! "

Bu Chan glanced at a dish on the table and glared at Wang with annoyed look on his face.

Mr. Wang quickly raised the empty teapot next to him and signaled:

"I did nothing."

"You're doing it..."

Before he finished speaking, Bu Chan suddenly realized his reaction. The clouds on his cheeks were steaming, but there was a few more mature charms than when he was young. He blushed and spat:

"Ph! Don't have a face!"

"Why am I shameless..."

Mr. Wang coughed lightly and said seriously:

"I've been delaying some serious business recently. After dinner, I have something to show you."

Bu Chan glanced at him and bit her lip:

"Where are you eating, what nonsense!"

"I'm telling it the truth this time."

Mr. Wang quickly defended.

However, Bu Chan was cheated once when she first met. She worked hard for half a month, but this time she didn't believe it.

Until the two finished their meal, Wang Ba took her into the pearl secret realm and took out two black pieces of mud, the size of a millstone.

"What is this?"

Bu Chan was a little disappointed with expectation, but was also a little surprised by the powerful spirituality of the mud in front of her. Her eyes were even more lit up. Although she didn't know the origin, she had an inexplicable feeling of wanting to get it.

"This is the nine-colored divine soil, which is the great spiritual cultivation monk in Yuntian Realm. It gathers the first spiritual land at the beginning of the birth of many great worlds, and is refined with secret techniques, which contains magical rules and chaotic source materials as Food is of great use to the growth of spiritual plants. If spiritual plants can be planted in it, it can achieve a hundred days of success in one day."

Wang Ba directly told the news he learned in the treasure house of Yuntian Realm.

"If your natal spiritual plant can be improved, it can also feed back to you."

"There are two pieces here, and you and Wang Liu are exactly one piece by one."

"Nine-colored divine soil? Can it really have a hundred times more effect?"

Bu Chan's face showed a look of surprise, and he stretched out his jade fingers slightly and penetrated into one of the mud pieces. After just a few breaths, he couldn't help but show his face slightly!

"What an amazing inspiration!"

Without hesitation at the moment, he quickly walked to the nine-colored gourd vine in the secret realm, and placed the root of the gourd vine into the nine-colored divine soil.

The only green-skinned gourd on the gourd vine has not changed much.

However, the effect of the Nine Color Divine Stone can only be reflected by a longer time, so neither of them was surprised.

"Teacher, Master's wife!"

Wang Liu, who looked like a green-haired boy, also transformed from the Emperor Willow tree and saluted respectfully to Wang Bo and Bu Chan.

Bu Chan raised his hand and lifted Wang Liu up from the air and said in a harmonious voice:

"You don't have to be so reserved in front of me and your master."

"Yes, Master's wife."

Wang Liu said honestly.

It was born in the spiritual plant and had a natural awe of the spiritual plant masters, so even if Bu Chan may not be its opponent, he would not dare to neglect it at all.

Wang Bo smiled lightly:

"Your master's wife has tried it just now. You can also put your body into this divine soil, which will definitely be of great benefit."

A hundred times more effort, in a year, waiting for others for a hundred years is a great opportunity for spiritual plants.

Although Wang Liu had heard Wang Ba's previous words, he was still surprised and happy at this moment. He hurriedly thanked Wang Ba, and then controlled his body, restrained the roots, and pierced them all into the nine-colored divine soil that was only the size of a millstone.

"How are you practicing whipping now?"

Wang Bo rarely asked about Wang Liu's cultivation again.

Realizing that Wang Ba was competing with him, Wang Liu was nervous, but he still waved a willow branch on his body and pulled it into the void!

Bang!

The tail of the willow branch was pulled into the void, and a clearly visible crack suddenly appeared!

Wang Wu's eyes were slightly condensed, and he was a little surprised:

"You have made a lot of progress... are you in the late stage of the sixth level?"

The Okura Realm is now in its prime and can accommodate fusion monks.

Wang Liu can have such an effect under a whip, and has vaguely achieved the power of a fusion monk. Although he is not as good as Wang Ba of the same period, he is also rare to cross the level to meet the enemy.

Hearing Wang Ba’s praise, Wang Liu touched the back of his head and laughed twice:

"It's okay. Perhaps it's because of the immortal blood and the immortal marrow jade liquid. In recent years, the speed of practice has increased much faster than before..."

Wang Bo nodded slightly, the immortal blood and another kind of "Xianxillary Jade Liquid" obtained from Dahai City were reborn for the changes in life.

Just like Zhao Feng and others, they are the beneficiaries of the immortal blood, and their qualifications and understanding have been greatly improved. In addition, the special environment of the sea of ​​chaotic world can accelerate the practice of the Taoist realm of the monks and the three levels of suffering to reduce the Taoist realm and strengthen the Yuan. The effect of God has enabled the outstanding people to reach a level of almost complete integration in a very short time.

Although this is a skill, it also proves that the divine objects such as immortal blood are so great for cultivators.

In contrast, Wang Liu may have improved the speed of his life because he is a spiritual plant.

Wang Bo can also use it, but he never trusts such things with doubts about their origins, so he has never used them on himself. He only uses the "immortal power" of the two to urge the immortals to create the Taoist treasure.

Fortunately, after experiencing the early difficulties of the lineage of all dharmas, he gained the strengths of a hundred schools of thought, and integrated them, and completely laid his foundation for his cultivation and became one. Even if he did not have the blood of the immortal, there was no such thing as it. Big impact.

"The realm has improved, but I have made little progress in the whip method I have passed on you."

Seeing Wang Liu's slightly proud look, Wang Ba smiled and said the question again.

"If this whip technique can be achieved, you are expected to understand the rules before you pass the tribulation... If you can master the rules before you pass the tribulation, you will be ahead of most monks who pass the tribulation. Once you achieve the tribulation, you will be able to pass the tribulation. , few people can match the strength of the battle. Only in this way can you live up to the fortune given to you by your foundation, the immortal blood and the nine-colored divine soil! "

He then referred to his experiences in recent years and gave some serious advice.

Spiritual plants are rare to achieve enlightenment, and whether it is the blood of immortals or the nine-colored divine soil, it is also an extremely rare opportunity in the entire world.

Wang Liu combines the two into one, which is rare in the world, so Wang Bo naturally has higher expectations for him.

Half a day later.

Seeing that Wang Liu was immersed in the comprehension of the whip method and completely forgot about himself, Bu Chan gently pulled Wang Ba and left the Pearl Secret Realm, for fear of affecting the other party, he left the Secret Realm, and then couldn't help but frown and said:

"You, the master, are too partial. Qingyang and Dongyang are your disciples. You just teach Wang Liu, but you don't care about them?"

Wang Ba was slightly stunned, and then he was not angry, but said helplessly:

"Qingyang practiced the soul to control all the laws. The methods of practice were placed there. I could teach them all long ago. Now I have already stepped on the road of prosperity. Although she has not yet entered the purity of refining her life, her future is limitless. , I don't have to worry."

"As for Dongyang... he is closely related to the Okura Realm. If the Okura Realm grows, he can grow. If the Okura Realm is prosperous, his cultivation will be a thousand miles a day, and I can't teach anything."

"It's fine if you know it. I'm just worried that you will be unfair and will make your disciples resentful."

Bu Chan breathed a sigh of relief.

"Of course not."

Speaking of this, Wang Ba was slightly moved and did not hesitate. He immediately invited Cang Fuzi and gave all the eight realm bones obtained from Yuntian Realm to Cang Fuzi:

"You sort it out, these things may help you go further."

Cang Fuzi's body shook, and his face kept changing, which showed how violent the fluctuations in his heart were.

Without saying anything, he immediately wrapped around these eight realm bones and disappeared.

Although Bu Chan was curious, he didn't ask much.

Wang Ba was away for the years, but others only saw him progressing quickly and gaining a lot. The Bodhisattva Arhats displayed in the Chunyang Hall looked arrogant and shocking, but only the person next to him could think of this behind. The thrilling experiences of Wang Bo and the pressure that others cannot imagine are all pressing on Wang Bo alone.

I feel proud in my heart, but I feel even more distressed.

But she rarely persuades and doesn't ask. Since Wang Ba made the decision, unnecessary inquiries will only increase the pressure in Wang Ba's heart, so she can only support her, support her fully, and let him do her best to do her best. Every breath around you is relaxed.

The gap in cultivation between the two is getting bigger and bigger, and she can only use this method to silently support it.

But the moment Wang Ba took out the Nine-Colored Divine Ground, she vaguely realized that this short rest time might have come to an end...

Watching Cang Fuzi leave, Wang Ba sighed slightly, turned to look at Bu Chan, and a hint of apology and hesitation appeared in his eyes.

But before he spoke, a helpless smile appeared on Bu Chan's face and he whispered:

"Baiyi Academy invites me to cultivate spiritual plants, I'm afraid I don't have time to accompany you."

Wang Ba was slightly stunned, and soon understood something. His eyes changed slightly, becoming softer.

Bu Chan instantly regained the vigor and decisiveness he had cultivated in the Spiritual Plant Department. He waved his sleeves and flew away without any lingering feelings.

Until the figure completely disappeared from his sight, Wang Ba stood alone on the top of the Wanfa Peak with his hands behind his back, feeling lost.

As a couple for many years, how could he not know Bu Chan's consideration? But now, at this point, the situation outside no longer allowed him to be free for too long.

He had no other choice.

"Supreme Buddha..."

His eyes flickered slightly, and a touch of coldness flashed across his eyes.

The sense of urgency that had been away for a short time returned at this moment.

He did not stay in the dojo for long, and flew out of the Xiaocang Realm alone.

He passed the Acropolis outside, silently passed by countless monks in the Acropolis, and the Fanming parked outside...

He flew straight into the vast void.

Until it landed in a silently floating ruin of rubble.

Floating down.

Then he laid a formation, stepped into it, and sat down.

Returning to the Sea of ​​Chaos, he actually had many things to do.

For example, trying to restore the original minds of the captured Bodhisattvas and Arhats, such as cultivating spirit beasts to prepare for the Ten Thousand Beasts Without Reinforcements, such as asking the Supreme Buddha for the method, trying to practice concurrently, etc.

But after thinking about it, in addition to arranging the matter of deceiving the Supreme Buddha and meeting Bu Chan, he decided to prioritize only one thing.

Practice!

Only if he makes another breakthrough can he get enough winning hands in this upcoming crisis.

In this sea of ​​​​worlds, in the final analysis, everything is empty, and only strength can determine one's own destiny.

And he was very close to the middle stage of the tribulation, and he only needed some time to transform his foundation into strength.

Close your eyes.

Xuanhuang Daoyu slowly emerged from the Yuanshen.

Countless rules emerged from it.

Like a tree with thick roots and branches.

The Dao domain grew slowly along these branches like leaves, becoming more and more dense...

The dark immortal pill in the Yuanshen, which had shrunk by half, also silently accelerated its rotation speed.

Time passed by little by little.

One year, two years... ten years... a hundred years...

Occasionally, a monk who arranged the Guantian Mirror artifact flew past him, but he didn't notice it.

The Supreme Buddha monks who were expected to arrive soon, but they didn't come yet.

In this tormenting wait for the monks in the Sea of ​​Chaos.

Another hundred years passed quickly.

In the ruins.

Wang Ba sat alone, above his head, the Yuanshen was like a huge black hole, slowly rotating.

The black hole was like soil, and the Xuanhuang Dao domain was born from it, wrapping the rules little by little...

Until this day, the Dao domain finally completely wrapped all the rules.

Boom!

As if something was triggered.

In the silence, there seemed to be thunder!

The Xuanhuang Dao Realm stretched out like a big tree, and the ‘leaves’ swayed, as if they had finally matured.

“Ninth-level Dao Realm!”

The next moment, the vast and boundless Xuanhuang Dao Realm suddenly rolled up and poured into the huge black hole.

Along with the intake of the Xuanhuang Dao Realm, the huge black hole also oscillated slightly, and the rotation suddenly accelerated!

In the black hole, there seemed to be endless sounds echoing, slowly pressing into Wang Ba’s body below.

At the moment of pressing in, Wang Ba suddenly opened his eyes.

His eyes were like a galaxy, flowing with endless stars!

No sadness or joy.

In the middle stage of the tribulation, it finally came to fruition! (End of this chapter)