"These people don't enter Tarzan"

Cao Yi dropped a sentence that made Fusu even more puzzled.

Looking at Yu Bo and fifty or sixty thousand believers and disciples, the voice was not loud, but it could be heard clearly within a few miles: "The poor road has returned"

The simple five words made fifty or sixty thousand people boil, some people burst into tears, some gasped for breath, their bodies trembled violently, some nervous faces turned red, some shouted excitedly, and even worse, fainted directly on the ground.

is very much like the brain-dead fans of those celebrities in later generations, and those ignorant believers who engage in cults.

Cao Yi frowned slightly, this was not what he wanted to see.

True Taoist disciples and believers should be cautious about the heart of the Tao, not superstitious about individuals, and should uphold the spirit of heaven and earth, and not be shocked.

"You've let the poor road down"

The voice seemed to come from the sky, with a bit of sparseness.

Fifty or sixty thousand people, all of a sudden, quieted down.

They all looked at the sky with puzzled eyes, they did something wrong and disappointed the patriarch.

"Patriarch, what have we done wrong, ask the patriarch to make it clear? We can change"

Someone in the crowd shouted.

"Yes, ask the patriarch to make it clear"

"Patriarch, don't leave us behind"

……

A lot of people shouted along with it.

Immediately, there was a cry.

"Don't be superstitious about the poor road, the poor road is just a legend!"

The voice sounded again, even more muffled.

"No, Patriarch, you are omniscient and omnipotent! You are light, you are electricity, you are the only God! ”

"The purple qi of the patriarch was vast for more than a thousand miles, and the disciples saw it with their own eyes, not a legend!"

"Patriarch, disciples have listened to your miracles since childhood, and in every place you have been, disciples have lived, and disciples love you and believe in you."

……

Fifty or sixty thousand people exploded as if they had exploded, and they did not accept Cao Yi's words.

"Are you still listening to the poor way?"

The voice sounded again, with a bit of helplessness.

"Listen, we listen"

"We will resolutely uphold all the decisions made by the patriarch, and we will unswervingly follow all the teachings of the patriarch to the death."

……

The voices of fifty or sixty thousand people were extremely loud, as if they were about to break through the sky.

"Let go of the superstition of the poor way, believe in our teachings, respect the Tao and virtue, unite heaven and man, and help the world......"

The voice is light, but it is like the sound of heaven.

"Follow the teachings of the ancestors!"

Uber, who had not moved, shouted hoarsely.

First, a small number of people responded, shouting Taoist teachings.

Soon, more and more people were being driven.

In the sky, the power of faith that Cao Yi sensed went from chaos to purity, but the speed was not very fast.

Apparently these people, superstitious about him, surpassed the Taoist teachings.

"The charisma is too high, and it is also a distressing thing."

Cao Yi was helpless.

And just like that, half a day passed.

A great deal of pure faith power appeared.

Cao Yi made the Chixiao Sword, the Bronze Compass, the Purple Gold Red Gourd, the Fire God Furnace, the Lingquan Ancient Well, the Qintian Treasure Box, and the Soul Treasure Tree...... All of them went out to collect all these pure powers of faith.

"Poor Dao Guaner and other seven or eight out of ten practice more than one method, many conflicting with each other, one out of ten and two, the cultivation is too eager for quick success, so that the body has left a great hidden danger, poor Dao here is an ancient scripture, called the Heavenly Formula, and half of the current Chuan'er is enough to repair the hidden danger."

Cao Yi said, passing on half of the Heavenly Replenishment Technique.

Why is it half of it, because the second half is too difficult to learn, and Cao Yi himself is still in a state of incomprehension.

With the easy-to-understand mending techniques, resounding in this side of the world.

Fifty or sixty thousand people sat down to cultivate.

Another half day passed, and most of them had touched the threshold, and their faces showed joy.

A small number of talented and intelligent people even started their initial attempts, although the effect was limited, it was enough to make them excited.

"Let's go back"

Cao Yi's voice returned to flat.

"Ancestor, let's not go."

"Patriarch, the disciple should stay and serve your old man."

"The disciple is gone, and your old man has run away again!"

……

Fifty or sixty thousand people, all of whom said anything, and none of them wanted to leave.

"Don't worry, this time the poor road will stay for a long time."

Cao Yi said.

"Follow the Patriarch's Decree"

It was Uber who took the lead.

Many people responded to Youber, the prestige of the head of the Xuanjiao sect, second only to Cao Yi and Dongmenqing in Taoism.

Fifty or sixty thousand people reluctantly left.

When Cao Yi returned to Fusu and Zhang Han, it was already dark.

"Let's go"

Fusu and Zhang Han were stunned for a while before they reacted.

After a stick of incense.

Cao Yi, Fusu, Zhang Han and a group of Qin court masters, nearly 100 people, came to a desolate, uninhabited, ghostly mountain forest, not far away, there was a big hole that exuded a musty smell.

"This hole and passage were created by us after nearly 10,000 people were killed and wounded!"

There was a hint of sadness in Fusu's eyes.

He was a benevolent man.

"Because of what?"

Cao Yi frowned slightly.

"Mount Tai is different from other mountains that have become bigger, and there are some powerful and evil creatures living in it, as well as mineral veins."

Fusu explained.

So Tarzan is also from another world!

Cao Yi said secretly.

"Han leads the way"

Zhang Han was the first to go down.

Cao Yi went down the second.

The big hole was very deep, and it took more than 1,500 meters to land.

In the air, there is a strange source of energy, which makes people very comfortable.

"There used to be a vein of xenoorigin here!"

Zhang Han explained.

Xenogene! That's good stuff!

Cao Yi couldn't help but glance at Zhang Han more.

"Already run out"

Zhang Han continued.

Forehead!

Cao Yi didn't look at him again.

Whoosh! Fusu and nearly a hundred Qin Court masters also fell to the ground.

"Wait for the prince to be protected"

After Zhang Han instructed a group of Qin Court masters, he walked forward.

Cao Yi followed behind Zhang Han so that he could respond to him at any time.

The passage was long, seven thousand meters long, pitch black and silent, with the occasional sight of the corpses of strangely shaped creatures.

One of them made Cao Yi dumbfounded, with a dog's head and a carved body, which reminded him of Xiaotian's former nickname of 'dog eagle'.

After advancing more than 60,000 meters, the road ahead disappeared, and there was only a deep hole straight down.

Looking down, there is a strong burning sensation that makes people's skin ache.

"There is a river of fire below, there is no fire in it, it is very hot, there was a vicious Jiao in it, we killed and injured more than 300 people, and we killed it."

After Zhang Han finished speaking, he made a move.

In mid-air, a huge dome appeared out of thin air, and the soft light was thrown down, and the scorching heat disappeared.

Cao Yi glanced up, this should be the source of all things that Fusu said took thirty years to repair.

"Everybody go in"

Zhang Han said.

And they all went in together.

The source of all things swooped into the deep hole, clinging to the scorching river of fire, advancing more than 200,000 meters, encountering a huge waterfall, and rushing into it.

Immediately, a new world unfolded in front of me, a towering mountain, surrounded by ninety-nine mountain ranges, like ninety-nine dragons, guarding a dragon ball.

"Ninety-Nine Dragon Mountain"

Cao Yi blurted out.

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