"Black wooden nails, appear!" Wang Baole's eyes shone with a strange light. He raised his right hand and waved it. The black wooden board suddenly transformed behind him.

This black wooden board is illusory, but it reveals the vicissitudes of life. When floating at this moment, as Wang Baole thought, it moved to him. It seemed to be the size of a palm, but the breath revealed on it was enough to distort the rules and laws.

But Wang Baole's brows slowly frowned.

"This is just a projection that exists in the previous life..." Wang Baole murmured.

"How can I reveal my true body and then complete the foundation of the Taoist seed..." Wang Baole frowned, raised his right hand and grabbed the illusory black wooden board in his hand. After suddenly pressing it to his eyebrows to shake his soul, he tried to truly reveal the black wooden nail in his body.

Almost as the illusory black wooden board touched Wang Baole's eyebrows, his body suddenly shook, and an overlapping shadow appeared, as if there was something original to condense outside his body at this moment.

At the same time, the entire Mars sky suddenly rolled, and the earth was trembling violently. Countless sentient beings on Mars were even more shocked, and they couldn't help but raise their heads and look at the sky.

Whether it was Liu Daobin, Lin You, or other federal monks living on Mars, they all looked up and saw a blurry outline in the sky...

The outline is a long strip, just like the wooden board in the storyteller's hand has been magnified several times, and the pressure emitted from the sky makes Mars seem to deviate from its trajectory, allowing all those who see it, no matter what their cultivation level, to stir up a big wave.

At the same time, on other planets in the solar system, including the Earth, all monks came from, at this moment, as if they saw a giant tree floating in the starry sky falling towards Mars.

Before everyone could lose their voices, the scene disappeared instantly, and the phantoms on the sky of Mars also disappeared in an instant, as if they had never appeared before, and the pressure disappeared, making everyone's heart empty. When they were confused and confused, Wang Baole, who was in a retreat in the new city of Mars, had a slightly pale face and shook his body a few times.

The overlapping shadow of his body has returned to normal at this moment. The illusory black wooden board that touched his eyebrows has directly passed through his body and appeared behind him.

Wang Baole was silent, his brows frowned slightly again, but after a moment, he smiled silently.

"I'm attached to the face, the black wooden nail is me, I'm the black wooden nail, since that's the case... why do you have to transform it?" Wang Baole shook his head and adjusted his thoughts.

"Use yourself as the seed, turn into the foundation of the Jimu Dao!" As he spoke, he raised his hands and followed the recipes of the Baji Dao that he had understood in the jade slip. He quickly made the tricks, and the seals appeared instantly and floated outside his body.

Wang Baole's movements became faster and faster, and more and more magic seals appeared. In the end, because the speed was too fast, Wang Baole's hands were blurred and the afterimages continued, causing the magic seals to reach hundreds of thousands, all floating around him, surrounding Wang Baole himself.

But his gestures were not over, and even faster. If someone looked here at this moment, he would no longer see the afterimage, but as if Wang Baole had not moved. This was because his speed was so fast that he had surpassed the extreme.

The number of magic seals exceeded one million, and it continued until three million, five million, eight million... In the end, tens of millions of magic seals had completely enveloped Wang Baole. If Wang Baole had not suppressed him hard, he would have to cover half of Mars at this moment. At this moment, he was compressed in the retreat area, and often one magic seal would overlap thousands.

Until this time, with Wang Baole's cultivation level, he could sweat slightly on his forehead, and the light in his eyes was even more shining. He didn't know how others practiced the Eight-Spirit Dao to refine the Taoist seeds, but he could vaguely feel that his way of refining himself might be unique.

It even gave him a sense of life and death crisis. After all,... the Taoist refining seed has something in common with the refining of weapons. Once it fails, the magic weapon will naturally be damaged.

But what Wang Baole bet on was that his own body could not be damaged, so he became more and more determined and did not know that with his refining, all plants and trees on all sizes of Mars and even on all stars of all sizes in the solar system, all the things with wood attributes as their origin, and even monks and creatures who practice this path trembled at this moment.

The grass and trees shaking on their own, as if trembling, as if they were summoned. The cultivators who practice wood power all fluctuated violently, and their bodies involuntarily faced Mars, as if there was something there that made them have to worship.

The one who felt the deepest was Fellow Daoist Gui. At this moment, he had completely crawled down and trembled violently. His cultivation allowed him to feel more clearly that there was an indescribable aura on Mars, like the source of wood, rising.

But the next moment, all living beings in the solar system that were related to wood were shocked, and the breath that made them worship was instantly interrupted.

The grass and trees no longer shook, and the monks who practiced the wood attributes were all confused. On Mars, Wang Baole's body shivered, and there was a mark around him, and he collapsed.

A collapse affected all the marks, and all the marks were destroyed. Wang Baole's face was pale and his soul was unstable. It took him a long time to recover. After feeling himself, he found that he was just tired of his soul and had no other obstacles, so he narrowed his eyes.

"As long as I judged, because my body was beyond my imagination, even if the refining failed and was shaken, it would not be damaged at all. In this case, even if this kind of art is difficult to refine, I can still try countless times!"

"But if the Eight-Spirit Dao is just about condensing the Dao seeds. If it is so difficult, I will need to find a treasure suitable for other Daoes. It is already difficult and it is easy to fail in refining..."

"Although once the Taoist seed is formed, the subsequent practice is to understand this Tao until it is transformed... the process should not be too many twists and turns, but if all the eight Taos are like this..." Wang Baole's soul rested for a moment, and he had a solution in his heart.

"I will do the Wooden Dao by myself. For other Dao... I need to gather all the weapon refiners in the entire solar system to do it together." Thinking of this, Wang Baole felt his soul and made a gesture again.

In this way, time passed slowly, and soon three months passed. During these three months, the grass and trees in the solar system and all the monks with wood attributes felt the vast aura again and again, and they realized that this was the ancestor who was practicing. Although it was still shocking, it was much more adaptable than before.

Until this day, after Wang Baole tried to refine at least a hundred times, the aura that suddenly spread out from him that affected the wood attribute suddenly dispersed after spreading the entire solar system, and was no longer limited to the solar system, but continued to spread towards the left-door holy realm.

Wherever you pass, no matter the starry sky, no matter the star, no matter any life, everything, as long as it is related to wood, they will all tremble and be extremely shocked.

And this spread never ended, but like a storm, it swept across the entire Zuodao Holy Realm in a short period of time, causing sensation in countless civilized families and sects.

Because they had discovered that all the plants and trees were slowly bent down, and the direction was the same, which was the solar system.

At the same time, all the relevant monks, no matter what their cultivation level is, at the same time, a consciousness gradually appeared in their minds. This consciousness is like the source of their cultivation, making all monks, no matter where they come from, have no choice but to... like those plants and trees, kneeling down in the direction of the solar system.

Not only that, even the rules and laws in the Sacred Domain of the Left Dao were affected. In the constant twisting, the heavenly way of Weiyang tribe also transformed, roaring, with fear and anger in his eyes, because it felt... a certain authority of its own was... being deprived and transferred!!

This process lasted for eight days!

During these eight days, the Weiyang clan also attached importance to it, and even the war with the Ming Sect paused temporarily. The Ming Sect's eyes were also looking at the solar system.

And at the end of the eighth day when everyone was shocked, a vast and amazing, unprecedented aura rose directly in the solar system under the worship of grass and wood cultivation!

It seemed to turn into a vortex, sweeping across the entire Zuodao Holy Realm. At this moment, all the wood cultivators and all their bodies trembled violently, and they clearly felt... In the distance, the source of their practice seemed to appear!

At this moment, all the plants and trees in the Sacred Land of the Left Dao swayed to the extreme, as if they had the supreme from now on!

At this moment, the Weiyang clan's heavenly path made a shrill roar, as if a breaking sound came out. Among the laws and rules on his body, there was no more...the five elements wood in the holy realm of the Left Dao!

At this moment, the five elements wood in the Zuodao Holy Realm belongs to only one person!

Wang Baole!
Chapter completed!