People are conferring gods: I have risen from the beginning, I am the White Emperor!

There are three laws on the head, and the laws of wind are on the feet.

The divine chain of order suppresses the chaos and chaos, and the canopy of luck unfolds to protect oneself.

Billions of miles away, there is chaos, but within billions of miles, order still exists.

When Bai Zhao came into the chaos, he seemed like a demon of order. Every move he made could calm the chaos.

He felt the coordinates of the heaven in his heart, and originally wanted to take Xiaojiu to find a place to retreat in the chaos, near the heaven.

As a result, he entered chaos and suddenly something happened in his sleeves.

A nine-color stream of light came out and transformed into Xiao Jiu's body shape.

Xiaojiu fluttered its wings and flew in front of Bai Zhao.

There was joy in the bird's eyes. In the chaos, the whole bird seemed to be much more active. It actually woke up from its deep sleep and flew out.

Nine-colored rays of light flowed around him, and Xiao Jiu had turned into a thousand-foot-long divine bird.

It lowered its head and sang softly at Bai Zhao.

"You want to take me somewhere?"

Listening to Xiao Jiu's words,

Bai Zhao pondered for a moment, touched the red and black lines on his wrist, and after confirming that he was still connected to Nuwa and Hou Tu, he jumped on top of Xiao Jiu's head.

Suzaku also came out of his sleeve at this time. The world ran out and flew to Bai Zhao's left shoulder, quietly and silently.

The huge nine-color wings spread out, triggering hurricanes, fanning out the surrounding chaotic airflow, and escaping towards the depths of chaos like a rainbow bridge.

In the escape During the process, what Bai Zhao never expected was that even if he did not use the three laws to protect him, Xiao Jiu was not afraid of these chaotic air currents that even Daluo Jinxian did not dare to easily touch.

Instead, he was able to absorb them spontaneously and enhance the original energy in his body.

"Quite strange."

Bai Zhao became more and more curious, what kind of bloodline does Xiao Jiu have? There is a common consensus in ancient times that the more magical the blood, the more difficult it is to transform.

Since Xiao Jiu has never transformed in the Golden Immortal realm,

Bai Zhao knows that his blood must be good.

Now I see it in the chaos, like a fish in water, carefree and comfortable, and I have a little guess in my heart.

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The nine-colored rays of light broke through the turbulent flow and moved through the gray chaos at extremely fast speeds.

Sometimes it goes upwards, sometimes downwards, and sometimes it looks like it is spinning in place, but in fact, it has reached hundreds of millions of miles away.

I don't know how long it took,

Bai Zhao stood on Xiao Jiu's head with his hands behind his back, and heard a sound of"~~Boom", as if breaking through a layer of hiding formation, his eyes were dark for a moment, and then suddenly it became clear, and a vast world appeared in front of him..

In the world in front of us, the earth is cracking, rivers are drying up, all the infinite spiritual trees and spiritual plants are dead, and there is an aura of decay and death everywhere.

There is only one sacred tree in the center that is a million feet high. It is all yellow and withered leaves, but it still stubbornly retains a trace of vitality.

Xiao Jiu flew to the crown of the sacred tree with Bai Zhao.

The nine-colored divine light enveloped his whole body. He slowly shrank in size, and finally turned into the size of a sparrow. He called out to Bai Zhao, then found a leaf to lie down on, and fell into a deep sleep again..

Bai Zhao stood in the air, observing the ancient tree.

The trunk of the sacred tree was shriveled, 90% of the branches were dead, and even the leaves had turned yellow and withered.

However, the moment Xiao Jiu fell on the leaves, there seemed to be a trace of friendship between the two. With Ruowu's strange connection, the sacred tree began to revive. Through the world, it took root in chaos. The infinite chaotic air flowed into the roots of the tree, and was purified by the Tao contained in it.

Finally, it turned into innate essence and dispersed around the crown of the tree. Come, nourish Xiao Jiu, and the nine-colored glow around Xiao Jiu's body begins to feed back the sacred tree, gradually restoring its vitality.

"Companion?"

Seeing the scene in front of him,

Bai Zhao was thoughtful.

The innate companion spirit root is a treatment that only the top innate demons such as the Sun Spirit and the Moon Yin Spirit can have.

However, Xiao Jiu has never had the companion spirit treasure. ,

I don’t know why?

I suppressed this doubt, opened my Dharma eyes, and looked towards the sacred tree.

This tree had a weird smell and looked like it was about to die.

But in fact, its grade was higher than the top-grade innate spiritual roots, the Yin-Yang Five Elements Divine Tree. , even higher!

But it cannot reach the level of qualitative change, and cannot enter the category of Chaos Spiritual Roots.

Bai Zhao stretched out his hand, touched a branch, felt the charm of it, pondered for a moment, and finally concluded that this sacred tree may be It was due to damage that the Chaos Spiritual Root fell down the level. (To read Baoshuang novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

This caused its grade to surpass the top-grade innate spiritual root, but it did not enter the Chaos Spiritual Root.

I picked up a trace of it casually. The innate essence condensed by the sacred tree was like smoke, entwined around the fingertips, and then submerged into the body.

The next moment,

Bai Zhao discovered that this innate essence seemed to be beneficial to the evolution of the world.

However, now this sacred tree is still He has not recovered his original nature and is still dying.

The innate essence that can be condensed is not much. Most of it has gone into Xiao Jiu's body.

What is left is too little for him.

Even so, Bai Zhao is still excited.

Chaos spiritual roots, except for the Taoist ancestors,

I am afraid that none of the heavenly saints can[]

By chance, being able to obtain this spiritual root is considered a great blessing.

If other saints knew about it, they would all be envious.

Why would he be dissatisfied?

Sitting cross-legged under the tree, the auspicious mist above the head will eventually cover the sky of this small world, turning into golden clouds of joy, reflecting the vast world.

The quasi-sage releases the clouds of joy, even if it is unintentional, it is also beneficial to living beings.

For a time, in this vast world, the seeds of spiritual herbs and elixirs buried deep in the ground began to sprout again.

Wildfires burned them out, and the spring breeze blew again.

As the breeze in the Qingyun blew across the sky and the earth, vitality circulated. The transition from dryness to prosperity, the earth is revived, and the spirit of spring is full.

In this resurrected world, Bai Zhao closed his eyes and refined the spiritual treasures.

He had already entered the quasi-sage realm, and he could only refine the innate spiritual treasures at his fingertips.

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Six hundred years later,

Bai Zhao woke up leisurely.

With his quasi-holy consciousness, he had completely refined the Coffin Lamp, the Universe Ruler, and the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda.

The innate spiritual treasure contains the innate forbidden system.

There is no need to comprehend the chaotic avenues in the chaos, but only the ready-made avenues. He has gained a lot of understanding of the avenues of space and the avenue of the five elements.

"｀.After returning to heaven this time, we can start to open up the vast world."

Bai Zhao put away Qingyun's vision with a smile on his face, feeling sincerely happy that he was making progress on his path.

Of course, in the past six hundred years, he had also stamped the Chaos Sacred Tree in front of him and mastered it. Fang Tiandi's right of access.

Glancing at Xiao Jiu who was still sleeping in the crown of the sacred tree, and the Suzaku accompanying it,

Bai Zhao's figures overlapped, and then separated.

The good corpse clone Mencius, holding the Spring and Autumn Pen, appeared in front of the sacred tree.

After letting him guard this place and take care of the two birds,

Bai Zhao called Qingfeng Yunxia,

​​sat cross-legged on the dragon, and traveled around this broken world to see if he could find some opportunities before leaving.

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