In the secret room, Bobo investigated the injuries on Lu Ye's shoulder blades while saying, "The injury is not serious, don't worry too much."

This was undoubtedly said to Qin Feng. Sure enough, Qin Feng's face cleared a little after hearing it.

However, Bobo suddenly exclaimed again: "What's wrong with your injury?"

It found that the sword wound on Lu Ye’s chest was injured, and he couldn’t help but look shocked and puzzled: “Why is your injury so much like the old monster left behind?”

Qin Feng suddenly looked tight: "You're not mistaken?"

Bobo carefully checked again: "It's not wrong, it was definitely left by the old monster. Only his soldier can display this strange sealing power."

Qin Feng looked at Lu Ye: "How did you provoke that old monster?"

He had no doubt about Bobo's words at all. Since Bobo said that the injury was caused by the old monster, it must be, but he couldn't understand why Lu Ye's Rong Dao was injured by that guy.

Lu Ye explained: "It's not a provocation. I went to Yifu City to ask his soldier to help seal his strength. Don't worry."

Qin Feng was surprised: "Can you go to Yifu City?"

Lu Ye nodded: "The last time I had an intersection with Senior Ba Qiu in that wonder. My Taoist soldiers and his Taoist soldiers were all soldiers, so I felt natural intimacy. Senior Shang left a mark on my Taoist soldiers, so that they could take me out of Yifu City."

Qin Feng knew it: "You left before, just to Yifu City?" He knew when Lu Ye left yesterday, but he didn't ask too much.

"yes!"

Qin Feng didn't know what to say for a moment. Although he and Ba Qiu were quite friendly and could have a few words, they were not as good as being able to enter and exit Yifu City freely, but they didn't expect Lu Ye to get this honor now.

In this entire world, the only one who can enter and exit Yifu City freely is probably the old Bu clan who shared honor and disgrace with Ba Qiu back then.

Then he thought of something again, sighed, patted Lu Ye on the shoulder and said, "Be careful of these old guys, he is not a good person."

Of course Lu Ye knew that Ba Qiu was not a good person. If the other party was really a good person, he would not be able to stand at this height today. However, he and Ba Qiu actually had no intersection. The main thing that had intersections between them was the Taoist soldiers of both sides.

"I know Brother Feng." Lu Ye nodded.

Qin Feng stopped talking and told Bobo: "I'll leave it to you here, so I'll help Xiaoye treat it."

"Received!" Bobo bounced up a tentacle and put on a stance of understanding.

Qin Feng had something to do and left soon. He knew that Lu Ye and Bo Bo were left in the secret room. The pink light curtain enveloped him. Under the warm feeling, Lu Ye's lost flesh and blood quickly began to grow.

Moreover, he soon discovered that Bobo's ability actually had the effect of resolving the sealing power of the Baqiu Dao Soldier. In addition, his talent tree was burning constantly, and the recovery time this time was significantly shorter than the last time.

In just about ten days, the power of sect was dissolved. Without the trouble of the power of sect, the seemingly ferocious wound could naturally heal quickly.

"Ba Qiu's soldier has held back at you. The sealing force exerted on you is not too strong. Otherwise, even if I had such an injury, I would never have been able to recover from it in a year or two." Bobo spoke, and it was obviously a misunderstanding. From its perspective, Lu Ye took the initiative to ask someone for sealing strength, so the other party naturally could not take it seriously.

But in fact, it is mainly due to the talent tree that can recover so quickly.

"Thank you for your hard work." Lu Ye patted Bobo's soft head.

Bobo's tentacles were inserted into his invisible waist: "A small problem, if you get hurt next time, come and come to me." Then he turned around and shouted: "Come in."

The door was pushed open, Gong Mao stepped in, and bowed his hand and fisted at Lu Ye with a smile: "Fellow Daoist."

He looked to the side again: "Master Bobo."

The old god Bobo is here: "Well, you guys talk, I'll go find the boss." He turned around and told Lu Ye: "Although the injury has been cured, it's best to cultivate for a while."

"I understand." Lu Ye responded.

Bobo left, and Lu Ye then looked at Gong Mao: "Brother Gong is wrong?"

Gong Mao had obviously been waiting outside for a long time. Hearing this, he immediately stepped forward and handed a storage ring to Lu Ye: "Fellow Daoist, this death fight belongs to your share of harvest."

Lu Ye knew that Qin Feng was not suitable for him to hand over this thing, so it was Gong Mao who came forward.

He raised his hand to take the storage ring, just swept it casually, frowned urgently, "Why are there so many?"

Although Qin Feng had allowed him 20% of his profits before, Lu Ye still had some predictions in his mind. In his prediction, the profits this time should not be as good as so many fish.

After all, there was a battle with Queyue first, and he also showed his strength, so the bets of those gamblers this time should not be one-sided.

But in fact, even if he didn't take a careful inventory, the Taoist fish in the ring would definitely exceed his predictions.

Gong Mao laughed and said, "This time the profit is good, I should actually thank Yun Qianliu."

Lu Ye wondered: "What do you say?"

"Fellow Daoist still remembers that after fighting with you, he asked if you were injured?"

Lu Ye thought about it and found that this was indeed the case, and he immediately realized what was going on.

Under the means of fighting, the spectators watching the battle could not see their figure and appearance clearly, so they didn't know what they were like, but they could hear what Yun Qianliu said.

In such a battle, such a sentence can definitely cause huge results. I think it was Yun Qianliu's unintentional words that made many monks bet on him, so in the end Lu Ye won, and the benefits were so huge.

"I understand." Lu Ye nodded, but he didn't expect that Yun Qianliu's words could have such great power, which would increase his profits a lot. If he had any knowledge in the spring, he wouldn't know what he should think.

"Daoist do you have any other instructions?" Gong Maoke asked politely.

"I'm sorry, Brother Gong."

"Then I'll go and do it first."

After Gong Mao left, Lu Ye stimulated many restrictions in the secret room. In this way, even if others wanted to find him, they knew that he should be in seclusion at this moment and it was not easy to disturb him at will.

After working hard for so long, it’s finally time to harvest again. It’s better to choose a day than to hit the day. Lu Ye decided to refine the Taoist fish that he harvested this time and break through to the next level.

The divine thoughts surged, and the Taoist fish in the storage ring poured out, and in the blink of an eye, buried where Lu Ye was. This huge number of Taoist fish could not be possessed by a Taoist. Even those who have the Taoist seldom have such a wealth.

Moreover, even if others get so many fish, they will probably put them in reserve. After all, there is no need to be impatient for practice. As long as you can endure loneliness, you can always get enough power of Tao after practicing hard. But fish of Tao are different. This thing can be used whether it is to supplement Taoist power in battle or to buy some treasures.

Looking at the fusion of the entire inner world, I am afraid that only Lu Ye will practice in this luxurious way.

Under the power of the talent tree, tiny roots invisible spread out, plunged into the surrounding fish, and swallowed wildly!

Time passes, and the fish disappear invisibly.

It was not until Lu Ye felt that the talent tree's reserves reached a limit that he stopped.

At present, the limit of the talent tree in the reserve of Taoist power is one million. Lu Ye has confirmed this several times, so he has always been a little worried, because according to the Taoist power that he needs to consume every time he breaks through, when he starts to reunite, the reserve of one million Taoist power may not be enough.

At this critical moment, it is impossible to have the effort and spare energy to replenish the Taoist power, which means that he is very likely to need to first increase the Taoist reserve limit of the talent tree before he can try to reorganize the Tao.

But how can we improve the limit of the talent tree's Taoist reserve? The only way he could think of was to let the talent tree transform again.

The road is long and the road is long...

There are still many Taoist fish left in this time, but they can no longer refine them. Lu Ye calmed down and began to engrave the divine edge on his Taoist bones.

His current cultivation level of the seventh level of the Merge Dao, and seventh level of divine sword pattern has been superimposed on the Taoist bones. This is also one of the reasons why he can now break the Taoist soldiers of the same level at will. Because after activating the Taoist power, the Panshan Knife is sharp enough, and the magnification of some characteristics after the Yao is promoted to the Treasure, so the only one who can block the Panshan Knife's slash at the moment is probably the only Taoist soldiers who are Hedao. The Taoist soldiers at the Merge Dao level are almost broken as soon as they touch it.

Under normal circumstances, after the seventh level of the same Taoist pattern is superimposed, if a monk wants to break through, he will basically choose to inscribe other Taoist patterns, because if he continues to superimpose the same Taoist pattern, the degree of risk and chance of failure will increase significantly. Once he fails, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Only those talented people, such as those who were extremely talented in the wonder that Lu Ye met in the wonder this time, would take this risk under the protection of his elders. Even so, they might not be able to succeed.

But Lu Ye didn't have any concerns, and didn't even make too much preparation.

Now that the Taoist power reserve is sufficient, the inscribed directly begins.

As always, the pain that penetrated the soul swept across the body. No matter how strong the patient ability is or how tough the mind is, under such torture, Lu Ye couldn't help but squirm all over his body, and a small patch of sweat quickly oozed out of his forehead.

The Taoist power is being consumed wildly. The level of consumption is that even the top Taoists will be shocked when they see it.

The primitives are quickly outlined and spread across the Taoist bones.

Lu Ye's clothes were slowly wet, and sweat flowed under him, gathered into a stream, and slowly dried up.

It was not until a certain moment that he suddenly let out a long breath, and the wriggling flesh slowly calmed down. He slowly opened his eyes and his face turned pale.

The original one-million-dollar power reserve on the talent tree is now less than 100,000, which is terrifying.

But the effort is worth it after all. With the inscribed of another divine sword pattern, this means that Lu Ye's cultivation has broken through to the eighth level of the fusion path.
Chapter completed!