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In the secret room, Bobo checked the injury on Lu Ye's shoulder blade and said, "The injury is not serious, don't worry too much."

These words were undoubtedly spoken to Qin Feng. Sure enough, Qin Feng's expression lightened up after hearing them.

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

It found the sword wound on Lu Ye's chest and couldn't help but look surprised and puzzled: "Why does your wound look so much like the one left by that old monster?"

Qin Feng's expression suddenly tensed: "Are you sure?"

Bobo checked it carefully again: "No doubt, it was definitely left by that old monster. This kind of strange sealing power can only be exerted by his weapon."

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

He had no doubt about Bobo's words. Since Bobo said that the injury was caused by the old monster, it must be true. But he couldn't understand how Lu Ye, a Rong Dao, could be injured by that guy.

Lu Ye explained: "I'm not provoking you. I went to Yifu City specifically to ask his soldiers to help me seal my strength. You two don't have to worry."

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

Lu Ye nodded: "I had some encounters with Senior Ba Qiu during the last wonder. His Dao soldiers and I are both from the Bing clan, so we have a natural affinity. That Senior Shang left a mark on my Dao soldier, which allows it to take me in and out of Yifu City."

Qin Feng understood: "You left before, were you going 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 had some friendship and could chat with each other, he was not to the extent that he could enter and leave Yifu City freely. He didn't expect that Lu Ye would actually get this honor.

In this whole world, the only one who can enter and leave Yifu City freely is probably the old Bu clan member who shared the honor and disgrace with Baqiu in the past.

Then he remembered something, sighed, patted Lu Ye on the shoulder and said, "Be careful with this old guy, he is not a good person."

Of course Lu Ye knew that Ba Qiu was not a good person. If he was really a good person, he would not have been able to reach the height he was at today. However, he and Ba Qiu actually had little in common. The main commonality between them was the Taoist soldiers of both sides.

"I understand, Brother Feng." Lu Ye nodded.

Qin Feng said no more and told Bobo, "I'll leave this to you. Help Xiaoye heal well."

"Got it!" Bobo raised a tentacle and made a gesture of understanding.

Qin Feng had other things to do, so he left quickly. Only Lu Ye and Bobo were left in the secret room. A pink light curtain enveloped him, and under that warm feeling, Lu Ye's lost flesh and blood began to grow rapidly.

Moreover, he soon discovered that Bobo's ability could actually dissolve the sealing power of Tyrant Sword Soldier. In addition, his talent tree was constantly burning, so the recovery time this time was obviously much shorter than the last time.

In just about ten days, the power of sorrow was completely dissipated. Without the trouble of the power of sorrow, the hideous-looking wound could naturally heal quickly.

"Ba Qiu's soldier held back on you. The sealing power he cast on you was not too strong. Otherwise, with such an injury, even for me, it would take at least a year or two to help you recover." Bobo spoke. It was obvious that it had some misunderstanding. From its point of view, Lu Ye took the initiative to ask others to seal his strength, so the other party naturally would not be serious.

But in fact, the ability to recover so quickly is mainly due to the talent tree.

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

Bobo put his two tentacles on his invisible waist: "No big deal, come to me next time you get hurt." Then he turned around and shouted: "Come in."

The door was pushed open, Gong Mao stepped in, and smiled at Lu Ye, clasping his hands and saying, "Daoyou Lu."

Then he looked to the side: "Master Bobo."

Bobo was calm and composed: "Well, you guys chat, I'll go find the boss." He turned around and reminded Lu Ye: "Although your injury has healed, it's best to rest for a while."

"I understand." Lu Ye responded.

After Bobo left, Lu Ye looked at Gong Mao and asked, "Brother Gong, is there something wrong?"

Gong Mao had obviously been waiting outside. Upon hearing this, he immediately stepped forward and handed a storage ring to Lu Ye: "Daoyou, this is your share of the spoils from this death fight."

Lu Ye understood that Qin Feng was not suitable to give this thing to him, so naturally Gong Mao would come forward.

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

Although Qin Feng had promised him a 20% profit before, Lu Ye still had some predictions in his mind. According to his prediction, the profit this time should not be so many fish.

After all, he had fought with Queyue before and demonstrated his strength, so the gamblers' bets should not be one-sided this time.

But in fact, even if he didn't count carefully, the number of Dao fish in the ring would definitely exceed his expectations.

Gong Mao said with a smile: "The profit this time is good, in fact, we should thank Yun Qianliu."

Lu Ye was puzzled: "What do you mean?"

"Do you still remember that after fighting with you, he asked you if you were injured?"

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

Under the means of fighting on the battlefield, the spectators watching the fight could not see their own shapes and appearances, so they had no idea what their situation was, but they could hear what Yun Qianliu said.

In such a competition, such a sentence can definitely trigger a huge effect. It seems that it was Yun Qianliu's unintentional words that made many cultivators place their bets on him, so Lu Ye won in the end 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, causing his income to increase dramatically. If he knew about this in the afterlife, he wondered what he would think.

"Do you have any other instructions, fellow Daoist?" Gong Mao asked politely.

"Thank you for your help, Brother Gong."

"Then I'll get busy first."

After Gong Mao left, Lu Ye activated the many restrictions in the secret room. This way, even if others wanted to find him, they would know that he was in seclusion at the moment and could not be disturbed at will.

After working so hard for so long, it is finally time to reap the rewards. Lu Ye decided to refine the Dao fish he had harvested here and break through to the next level.

With the surge of divine thoughts, the Dao fish in the storage ring poured out and buried Lu Ye in the blink of an eye. Such a huge number of Dao fish was definitely not something that a Rong Dao could possess. Even those He Dao rarely had such a fortune.

Moreover, even if other people got so many Dao fish, they would probably keep them for future use. After all, cultivation cannot be rushed. As long as one can endure loneliness and practice hard, one can always get enough Dao power. But Dao fish is different. This thing can be used to replenish power in battle or to buy some treasures.

Looking at the entire inner world of Rong Dao, perhaps Lu Ye is the only one who would use such a luxurious way to practice.

Driven by the power of the talent tree, invisible tiny roots spread out and penetrated into the surrounding Taoist fish, devouring them madly!
As time passed, the Taoist fish disappeared one by one.

Lu Ye didn't stop until he felt that the reserves of his talent tree had reached a limit.

The current limit of the talent tree's Dao force reserves is one million. Lu Ye has confirmed this several times, so he has always been a little worried. Because according to the Dao force he needs to consume for each breakthrough, when he starts to merge with the Dao, the one million Dao force reserves may not be enough.

However, at this critical moment, he would not have the time or spare energy to replenish his strength, which meant that he would most likely need to increase the reserve limit of the Dao power in his talent tree before he could try to achieve the Dao Integration.

But how can he increase the limit of the power reserve of the talent tree? The only way he could think of was to let the talent tree transform again.

The task is heavy and the road is long...

There were still a lot of Dao fish left from this time, but there was no way to refine them anymore. Lu Ye calmed his mind and began to engrave the Divine Edge on his own Dao Bone.

His current cultivation level is the seventh level of Rong Dao, and seven levels of divine sharp Dao patterns have been superimposed on his Dao bones. This is one of the reasons why he can now easily destroy the Dao weapons of cultivators at the same level. After activating the Dao power, the Panshan Sword is sharp enough. In addition, some characteristics of Liao have been magnified after being promoted to a treasure. Therefore, the only ones who can block the attack of the Panshan Sword are probably the Dao weapons at the He Dao level. Dao weapons at the Rong Dao level will almost shatter at the slightest touch.

Under normal circumstances, after seven layers of the same Dao patterns have been superimposed, a cultivator who wants to break through again will basically choose to engrave a different Dao pattern, because continuing to superimpose and engrave the same Dao pattern will greatly increase the degree of risk and the chance of failure. Once a failure occurs, the consequences will be disastrous.

Only those with extraordinary talents, such as the Rong Dao people from the top He Dao City that Lu Ye met in the spectacle this time, would take this risk under the protection of their elders. Even so, they may not succeed.

But Lu Ye had no worries and didn't even make much preparation.

Now that he had enough Dao power reserves, he started engraving directly.

As always, the pain that penetrated deep into the soul swept through his whole body. No matter how strong his endurance was or how tough his heart was, under such torture, Lu Ye's flesh and blood could not help but squirm, and soon beads of sweat oozed out of his forehead.

The power of Tao was being consumed crazily, and the degree of consumption was so great that even the top masters of Hedao would be shocked.

The basic elements are quickly outlined and spread out and connected on the Taoist bone.

Lu Ye's clothes gradually became wet, and sweat flowed down his body, gathering into a small stream and then slowly drying up.

Until a certain moment, he suddenly let out a long breath, his squirming flesh slowly calmed down, he slowly opened his eyes, and his face turned slightly pale.

The original one million Dao power reserves on the talent tree now only have less than one hundred thousand left. The consumption is so huge that it is terrifying.

But the effort is worth it after all. With the engraving of another Divine Edge Dao Pattern, it means that Lu Ye's cultivation has broken through to the eighth level of Rong Dao.

Only one step away from the ninth level of the Tao of Melting! (End of this chapter)