Shrugging his shoulders helplessly, the little boy looked at the red moon in the sky, stretched out his hand, and the starlight in the sky converged in his hands.

Like a brilliant galaxy, hanging upside down in the sky.

In the entire universe of the Hokage World, the phantom of a huge grass appeared.

Hundreds of millions of lives all fell into a dream at this moment, the red moon reflected the entire universe, and at this moment, the lives of the entire universe were completely silent, and all of them fell into the infinite moon reading.

They worship in the seal, and dedicate their faith in their slumber.

All living beings are suspended from the eternal tree of life, whether human or otherwise.

"This is the end, the first world of faith."

Open your hands and feel the power that comes from the endless stream, that is a world, all life, all the faith, that is the weight that can crush the eternal time and space, and the faith that carries such a weight is very difficult to move forward, but it is very powerful.

Turning around, the color of the black and white world was restored, and there seemed to be a virtual shadow of the world behind the boy, in that world, there was a towering giant tree above every ancient star of life, and all life was wrapped in the hanging branches of the giant tree, and fell into an eternal and beautiful dream.

They provide the boy with the power of faith all the time in their dreams.

An immensely large faith.

"Are you back?"

In the inexplicable cracks, the leaves on the broken and huge grass have visibly recovered a lot, and above the tip of his huge grass, the figure of a boy suddenly appeared there, and there was a huge kingdom of faith behind him.

"How does it feel, carrying the power of faith."

The blades of grass swayed, and the grass asked the boy's phantom.

"How so? It's just terrible, I'll leave it to you, me. ”

When asked, the boy showed an indescribable expression, he was very sad, the story of the seed just sounded nothing special, but if you felt it yourself, it was really terrible.

The boy was obviously depressed, and of course he wanted to share it.

"Alright, you can come back!"

The leaves are stretched, and the little grass that is provided with faith by the life of the entire universe feels very comfortable at the moment, and thousands of lives are in their sleep, bowing and worshipping, although it is not pious enough, it is useful, and the amount is full.

Although it takes a lot of strength to maintain their lives, the reward is still very valuable.

"Soon."

Feeling the state of recovery of the body, and feeling the information from the root system, Xiaocao is in a particularly good condition at this time.

It's just that although it doesn't need as many as 3,000 Divine Kingdoms, if you want to go further, you need at least a dozen of them.

The road to becoming an immortal king is not easy to walk, and the road to further progress is even more difficult to walk, to be reborn in brokenness, to step into the realm of immortal kings, and then to reach the quasi-immortal emperor one step further, it depends on whether the kingdom of faith in God will be given strength in the future?

As long as the current grass is fully recovered, it is the Immortal King, and it is also the kind of the most pinnacle Immortal King giant, as for becoming a quasi-Immortal Emperor and an Immortal Emperor, there is still some distance.

It's just that if you can really collect 3,000 divine kingdoms, then with the strong blessing of faith, it is not impossible to become an immortal emperor.

The 3,000 kingdoms here only refer to the general meaning, and generally speaking, the meaning of infinity.

Thousands of cosmic beliefs bless his body, and Xiaocao has to embark on an unprecedented path.

It's not the body as a species, nor the pollen path, but the most common belief.

Become a god with faith, believe in the right path, and cross the realm of the immortal emperor with faith.

It's very difficult, and it is destined to take a long time, but if it is successful, it is also very invincible.

Every time I make a move, I carry the will of the believers of thousands of worlds, and it is crazy, and if I am not careful, I will be overwhelmed by the endless thoughts.

But this is the new path that Xiaocao has chosen, one that could turn him into a madman at any moment.

"It seems that next time we can't be so hasty, at least we have to leave a plug-in."

The tip of the grass shook violently, receiving the impact of that memory, and even the nine-leaf sword grass in the body felt depressed.

At the same time, he should also pay attention, and the next time he throws the seed to other worlds, he must remember to give them a little more strength, otherwise, he will be like this seed.

Being a tragic traverser without any cheats is not a pleasant experience.

It's just that what we have to do now is to look forward to the birth of the next kingdom of God.

Return to the world of Douluo Continent.

The thousand nine leaves here don't know the situation outside, even if he has the power of half a blade of grass, his memory is incomplete.

Stepping into the city gate and entering the interior of the Seven Treasure Glazed Glass Sect, the buildings inside were just as luxurious as the outside.

It fully reflects how wealthy the Seven Treasure Liuli Sect is.

It's just that because Qian Jiuye has solved all their geniuses, the people here don't have any good looks for Qian Jiuye.

Or rather, they are afraid, afraid of this invincible genius.

Come to the edge of a square, and then go inside, there is the suzerain's meeting hall.

Qian Jiuye stopped and saw the old man with white hair and a face as delicate as a baby.

"Kendo Dusty Heart......

I wonder what advice my predecessors have here? ”

Looking up, Qian Jiuye looked at Sword Douluo Chenxin who was standing on a high place, and asked calmly.

"I heard you use a sword too."

"Yes."

As he spoke, half a blade of grass martial soul appeared in Qian Jiuye's hand, and then his first soul ring lit up.

The first soul skill, growth.

The blades of grass slowly lengthened, and then gradually formed the appearance of a broken sword.

"Oh? Interesting, why is your sword broken? ”

Seeing the broken sword that was slowly generated from blades of grass in Qian Jiuye's hand, Sword Douluo was a little curious.

Generally speaking, people who practice kendo would rather bend than bend?

But even so, why is this child's sword broken?

"Does it matter?"

Looking at the broken sword in his hand, Qian Jiuye actually didn't know why his martial soul was only half of what he had grown.

Could it be because his martial soul itself is half a leaf, or is it because of something else? He didn't know.

It's just that all this doesn't matter, even if it's just half a leaf, even if it's just a broken sword, it's enough to suppress the world.

"It really doesn't matter."

Those who practice kendo already understand the will of the other party when they first look at each other.

And Sword Douluo, the moment he saw the broken sword in Qian Jiuye's hand that had grown out of blades of grass, he had completely given up his intention to make a tentative move.

Why? The answer is simple, and there is no need for that at all.

This child has completely a path of his own, and has a strong belief, and he doesn't need to guide him at all.