As Fang Mo used the function of the Gengling Vajra, the Nine Xuanjin Thunder Dragon in front of him trembled violently a few times.

However, he has not yet given birth to a spiritual intelligence, and his life characteristics have not yet evolved, and he only has a very weak and weak reaction, which is almost the kind of microbial level.

Therefore, when Fang Mo extracted the bloodline of the Nine Xuanjin Thunder Dragon, it only struggled slowly, and then fell completely silent.

With the blessing of the Shura armor, Fang Mo quickly extracted the bloodline of the Nine Xuanjin Thunder Dragon, turned it into a golden ball of light, and landed in Fang Mo's hands.

And the Nine Xuanjin Thunder Dragon, which had not yet given birth to spiritual wisdom in front of him, was completely dimmed, although the huge dragon body was still in front of Fang Mo and Chitu's eyes, but it did not have a sense of majesty, just like a lump of meat, piled up there.

You have a lump of meat in front of you, how do you feel?

"Chitu, next, it's up to you!" Fang Mo waved his hand and put away the body of the Nine Xuanjin Thunder Dragon, looked at the Red Rabbit and said solemnly.

"Master, you have done everything to this point, if Chitu I can't give you a long face, don't waste your strength, Chitu I'll kill myself!" The red rabbit raised its front hooves, like a human swear, and assured.

"Okay, I believe in you, you will definitely be able to successfully turn into a dragon!" Fang Mo nodded, and then slowly controlled the golden light cluster, approaching the red rabbit's head.

Chitu closed his eyes tightly, feeling the burning sensation close to his forehead, the ninja's urge to run away, and it knew that it couldn't disgrace Fang Mo.

"Boom!" The ball of light hit Chitu's forehead and rushed into Chitu's mind with a whoosh.

Chitu only heard a blast in his head, and then he couldn't hear anything!

Fang Mo waved the Gengling vajra and manipulated Chitu's body, soothing the energy of the riot to a state acceptable to Chitu, and then, with a wave of his hand, he put Chitu into the Freedom God Ring, ending the operation.

Fang Mo did not directly fuse all the bloodlines to Chitu, but chose to dredge the fusion channel and hand over the steps of fusion to Chitu himself.

Because, only in this way, the bloodline obtained by Chitu is his own, and when he uses it in the future, he can be like a finger and will not drop the chain at an emergency.

Only in this way can Chitu grow.

Fang Mo is not a nanny, although there are times when he likes to help his own women, subordinates, and friends take fewer detours, but in the case of life and death, about the future, Fang Mo can do as well as he can.

They are the source of motivation for Fang Mo's struggle.

"Take a look at the natural formation here!" Fang Mo lifted his Shura armor, walked to the center, sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes and began to comprehend the natural formation here.

Every natural formation is a tiny path, born and raised, even if it is a small insect, it has its way.

Fang Mo still couldn't comprehend the path of the little insect, but with the mystery of this formation, Fang Mo believed that he was still capable.

However, it can be time-consuming.

Sitting cross-legged, the comprehension of the peak of the eighth level was in full swing, and Fang Mo began a long journey of comprehension.

Originally, Fang Mo thought that the Dou Po Sky World was only a small thousand worlds, but this formation was not something that a small thousand worlds could carry, so the Dou Po World was at least a middle thousand world.

Thinking of another magical continent, Fang Mo was firm in his thoughts.

As for why the highest cultivator of the Middle Thousand Worlds was only the equivalent of the Dou Emperor of the Mahayana Period, Fang Mo estimated that it was because of the rules of the bullshit world.

There is no time for cultivation!

This time to comprehend this formation, Fang Mo used it for a whole year.

Originally, I thought that it would be ten days and half a month at most, but when Fang Mo began to comprehend, the mystery of this formation immediately attracted Fang Mo.

This formation uses the power of thunder and lightning, but what casts the formation is the power of space, and there is also a part of the devouring power in it.

Although they can't reach the level of the law, for Fang Mo, a half-unfamiliar cultivator, it tastes like a delicacy!

At the level of strength, Fang Mo's perception has reached the peak of the Immortal Emperor, the level of quasi-Immortal Venerable, but in terms of the Dao and the deep level of strength, Fang Mo is just a rookie.

The comprehension of this formation not only allowed Fang Mo to completely integrate the things that he didn't understand or were somewhat vague before, but also had a new understanding.

"Wow!" Fang Mo suddenly opened his eyes, and with a wave of his big hand, the entire space was suddenly enveloped in a sea of fire.

But around Fang Mo, there was not a trace of fire.

"Wow!" Fang Mo's big hand waved again, and the sea of fire suddenly turned into an eerie world;

"Wow!" With another wave, the gloomy world suddenly warmed up and became a world full of yang.

"Whew!" Fang Moya gritted his teeth and waved his hand again.

"Bang!"

I only heard a collision sound in the space, and then, around Fang Mo, a gray world that only enveloped Fang Mo with intelligence appeared.

However, the gray world lasted less than three seconds before it completely dissipated.

Fang Mo hurriedly took out an immortal stone, ran the Nine Shadows Life and Death Decision, quickly absorbed it to restore mana, and then scolded.

"Grass, is it still too weak?"

It turned out that Fang Mo used the principle of Tai Chi just now to convert the two qi of yin and yang into chaotic energy, but the level of chaotic energy was so high, coupled with Fang Mo's qualifications, it was only a seventh-level yin and yang divine vein, and the condensation of chaotic energy was still a little stretched.

As a result, Fang Mo became this forced image.

"I'm going to have a leisurely time in the future!" Fang Mo smiled bitterly, then got up and patted the non-existent dust on his body.

This time, the harvest is not small, although it took a year, but it is worth it.

The divine consciousness entered the Freedom Divine Ring, and found that Chitu hadn't woken up yet, and when he thought about it, it turned out that he had forgotten to speed up Chitu's time.

Fang Mo has always used the Easy God Ring to follow the inside when he goes in, and he is outside, and the time is parallel.

Otherwise, the elixir I put in it won't expire?

After adjusting the time ratio, Fang Motou left the Void Thunder Pool without looking back.

In the Academy of All Worlds, everything is going on in an orderly manner.

Although Fang Mo left the Ten Thousand Realms Academy, there were still nine powerhouses in the academy with the peak strength of the Dou Sheng, and this was not counting the half-step Dou Emperor of Yao Chen.

There is also a stupid girl whose strength far exceeds that of the Doudi powerhouse.

Therefore, Fang Mo didn't need to worry about the matter of the Ten Thousand Worlds Academy at all.

Back at the Academy of All Worlds, it's October again.

Then, Fang Mo's life returned to playing mahjong with women, fighting landlords, urging them to cultivate, whether to take them out to cultivate a love or something, and they were happy.

And after the New Year, Xun'er and Xiao Yixian also became adults one after another, and Fang Mo reaped the fruits of victory easily, so uncomfortable.

……

It's June again, and this year's Wanjie Academy enrollment is about to begin.

And the most important thing is that Xiao Yan and Nalan Yanran's three-year appointment has arrived!

It's a different three-year appointment, don't worry, the author will definitely not be so old-fashioned!

(End of chapter)