The entry of the wooden branch instantly increased the intensity of the flames, and Taisu's screams became even more miserable.

Golden lines slowly appeared in Cangjie's blood, enveloping Taisu's divine soul little by little. This is the Dao rhyme that Cangjie brought after the Dao Fruit returned to himself when he was promoted to the Mixed Yuan Daluo Golden Immortal. Because Cangjie has too many merits, the merit body is condensed, and the Taoist rhyme is dyed golden.

Dao Yun wrapped Taisu's soul layer by layer, and under the burning of this fire, the merit slowly infiltrated into Taisu's soul and warmed Taisu's soul.

An hour later, when the Ziyi clan and the Suiren clan returned to the altar, they found that the Taisu Divine Soul was burning in the fire, and there was a transparent Dao rhyme next to the divine soul.

This kind of rhyme. The Suiren clan and the Ziyi clan glanced at each other, which seemed to be Cangjie's rhyme. The two couldn't help but look at Cangjie at the same time.

"Cangjie, are you going to make him your descendant?" Ziyi asked first.

Dao Yun inheritance and bloodline, this is only available to direct descendants, but this also restricts the development of many children.

Cangjie shook his head, "No, I'm just going to give him pure human blood, and Dao Yun I'm going to let Suihuo melt." ”

This answer was unexpected by the Suiren clan and the Ziyi clan. Ziyi carefully observed Taisu's divine soul, turned his head and said to Cangjie.

"Cangjie, your origin blood is not suitable. This child should be a descendant of my bloodline, and the soul still carries a few wisps of my breath, so the introduction of this soul's blood will use my original blood. As he spoke, a few drops of bright red blood emerged from Ziyi's fingers.

"......" Cangjie looked at this scene, a little embarrassed. He didn't do it without other thoughts. If Tai Su is introduced by his original blood, he will become a descendant of his blood in the future. But at this moment, Ziyi's stepped in sideways, which made him very embarrassed.

Especially because the Ziyi clan is still the ancestor of the human race, he can't refute the Ziyi clan's proposal at all, let alone refuse the Ziyi clan's opinion.

Ziyi looked at Cangjie's expression and instantly guessed what Cangjie was thinking. With a flick of his fingers, the origin blood on his hand melted into Cangjie's origin blood.

"Venerable Cangjie, I understand what you mean. You actually have some of my bloodline in your body, so why don't I draw out a bit of the Terran origin bloodline in your bloodline, do you think it's feasible?"

"Then it's up to the ancestors. Cangjie nodded, so it was nothing.

Although the two have the same bloodline, a piece as the bloodline primer of Taisu will make Taisu a common bloodline descendant of the two. But he is a bloodline descendant of the ancestors of the Ziyi clan, so it doesn't hurt at all. The result met his expectations.

The Suiren clan watched them discuss it, walked to Suihuo, and personally controlled Suihuo.

It was impossible for the self-burning of the fire to completely purify the origin blood of the two Mixed Yuan Great Luo Golden Immortals, and it was still necessary for him to personally control it to purify the blood of the two Mixed Yuan Great Luo Golden Immortals to their true original state.

Cangjie looked at Taisu, who was slowly growing out of the fire, took out a bunch of merits, and threw them into the fire little by little, so as to ensure that every inch of Taisu's body had the flow of merits.

This kind of behavior really made Ziyi and Suiren couldn't stand it, the two looked at each other, Ziyi stopped Cangjie, looked at Cangjie's puzzled expression, considered the sentence, and asked.

"Venerable Cangjie, how much merit can you accumulate in a day?"

Cangjie glanced at Ziyi, not knowing why Ziyi's asked about this, while continuing to put merit in the fire, he replied: "I can't accumulate much every day, almost a finger more." ”

"Many... How much?" this number really scared the Suiren clan and the Ziyi clan. The fire controlled by the Suiren clan was not well mastered for a while, and some merits were burned into green smoke, and the color of flesh pain floated on his face.

"It's just a finger, not too much. But there are some things that have been accumulated before, are the two ancestors very lacking in merit?" Cangjie looked at the performance of the Suiren clan and the Ziyi clan, and couldn't help but have some guesses.

"No... No. Although Ziyi wanted to say that she was lacking, she still couldn't give up her skin like Cangjie and a junior to ask for it.

"It does take some merit to have a serious injury to have a nest, I don't know if Venerable Cangjie can help one or two. The Suiren said suddenly.

Youchao's injuries are very serious, and the merits of the three of them have long been consumed, looking at Cangjie's deeds, there should be no lack of merits, it is better to borrow a little first and return it later.

Ziyi turned his head and looked at the Suiren clan in disbelief, this is their junior, this is not good.

When Cangjie heard this, he directly took out a giant wheel of merit. Put the giant wheel of merit in front of the Ziyi clan, "The ancestors don't know if these are enough, I was born in only three eras, and the preaching has consumed a lot, plus some fragmentary events, there are not many left, I don't know if these can make the ancestor of the nest recover from his injuries." ”

The Suiren clan and the Ziyi clan looked at the giant wheel of merit in front of them and were stupefied. This... That's too much, isn't it?

When they created Suihuo and Ziyi, their merits didn't add up to so much, how rich was Cangjie, and was there really so much merit that was beneficial to the Great Dao?

The appearance of the merit green smoke woke up the Suiren clan, and if he didn't check it for a while, the fire burned many merits into green smoke, and the Suiren clan was distressed.

However, looking at the giant wheel of merit in front of him, the Suiren clan still made a move and intercepted a quarter.

"These are enough for Youchao to recover from his injuries, and maybe Youchao will be a blessing in disguise and repair to the next level. "The Suiren clan pushed the remaining merits to Cangjie.

Cangjie thought about it and put it away, it seems that the ancestors are very lacking in merit. But they can also gain merit every day, so how can they be so lacking in merit? Could it be that there are some other functions of success?

The Suiren clan handed over the merit in his hand to the Ziyi clan, "Ziyi, you go to Youchao quickly, and heal Youchao's injuries first." ”

After speaking, he immediately concentrated on controlling the fire, and the previous mistakes made him feel distressed, but those were all merits.

Ziyi came back to his senses, thanked Cangjie, and then hurriedly flew to the place where the nest was recuperated.

At this time, Taisu's flesh and blood had grown into a three-year-old child.

The Suiren clan glanced at Cangjie and asked, "Venerable Cangjie, I wonder if you are willing to let him be old?"

Cangjie thought for a while: "Let's go to the crown." "And the crown is sixteen years old, although Cangjie still misses the feeling of keeping Taisu in his arms, but the current situation is no longer right, Taisu must grow up.

The Suiren clan nodded, and the Taisu in the fire slowly grew up.

At the same time, a pillar of light suddenly lit up in the distance, representing the healing of Youchao.

The heavens and the earth suddenly began to shake, and the whole flood was shaking.

In the chaos, the space-time demon god appeared in Zixiao Palace, embarrassed.

"Hongjun, Hongjun, you come out quickly, what the hell is going on? Why does time and space suddenly change?"