Chapter 1225

In this whole Weiyang Dao domain, all the strong people were shocked, especially in the left Dao holy domain, when all the plants and trees, all the monks practicing wood attribute Kung Fu, were all shocked, in the solar system, Mars new city, in the closed land, Wang Baole, sitting there with his knees crossed, suddenly opened his eyes.

There are countless marks around him at the moment. These marks are now close to his body, as if Wang Baole itself had become a black hole, making all the Dharma Seals, while emitting the ultimate light, absorbed by his body one by one, and finally disappeared in his body.

But in fact... These wangbaole tried hundreds of times, and finally there were thousands of marks formed without any mistakes at one time. At this moment, they did not disappear, but gathered in wangbaole's body to form a... Tao seed!

This is the way of wood.

The foundation for practicing the first way in the eight pole path, the pole wood path!

Tao Chong Yicheng, all the wood power in the whole Zuo Dao holy land, emerged in Wang Baole's perception, and he seemed to return to the original sense of God when he realized his previous life in tianmingxing.

Because he can feel the existence of all plants and trees in the whole Zuo Dao holy land, and even... Every plant and tree seems to have established an inseparable connection with himself, and can become his eyes and his coming part at any time.

At the same time... All monks who practice wood power turn into countless light spots, which emerge in Wang Baole's perception. If he wants, just one thought can determine the fate of these people.

Among them, the light spot is ordinary, or the dim one is good, and it is not completely affected by it. On the contrary... The brighter the person is, the more strongly he is affected by Wang Baole. He can even control his thinking, let him live, let him die... He is willing to die.

To some extent, it is like joining another line of destiny besides fate.

The reason for this is that Wang Baole at the moment is the source of these monks' Tao!

The more they practice, the closer they are to Wang Baole, and the more they will be influenced by him until the end... If the source is evil, then the cultivator of his Tao is naturally evil!

This is the way!

This is power!

This is the God!

To cultivate my way, we should give priority to me and serve the left and right!

Until this moment, after feeling all this, Wang Baole had a strong shock in his heart. He finally understood the meaning of what Wang Yiyi's father said.

The method of others can be used to kill, but don't understand it deeply!

Because you never know whether the source of the way you practice has a shadow, whether the shadow has its own consciousness, and whether it is good or evil if it has its own consciousness.

All these unknowns make all monks, in fact, give up their fate... From the moment they step into practice.

Of course, if the cultivation is ordinary, it's ok if you don't have a deep understanding, but those who have a high cultivation and a long way of understanding... Can't escape all their lives!

This is the secret of the cultivation world!

This is the cruelty of practice!

This is... Grazing the starry sky!

To some extent, the seed star path of the purple moon only draws lessons from the real law of the supremacy of the starry sky. Compared with it, it is still too different.

Wang Baole breathed slightly. Recalling his life, he was not cold and millet, and there were bursts of palpitations. The more he knew about the road, the more he was in awe. However, the heart of the road did not waver, but his belief in the road of freedom was stronger and more persistent.

At this moment, he finally touched the threshold of the supreme law of the macro universe, and then in the real sense, he can be called a great power!

It was also at this moment that Wang Baole really felt the horror and toughness of Wang Yiyi's father.

"The stone tablet world is nothing. Outside the stone tablet world, in this truly boundless universe, perhaps the emperor is nothing, but there is no doubt that they have reached the extreme and become the source of one or several or more roads. At their level, the strength of the source of the road itself is the fundamental measure of everything." Wang Baole murmured.

He knew his wooden path, and now he just touched the threshold of the supreme law of the universe, but he already had such unpredictable power. If he really went to the extreme, his terror would be extremely terrible!

"I can't take the five element wooden path to the extreme and turn it into the true source. At most... That is, the extreme here in the stone tablet world, but in fact... Compared with the wooden path in the supreme law in the real universe outside, my wooden path now is just a very thin tributary."

"This five element Avenue has been used for countless years... It is impossible that no creatures have occupied the source..." Wang Baole's eyes showed a strange light, and finally understood why a more mysterious Taoism was recorded in the jade slips of the eight pole Taoism.

The name of this dharma is... Betray the Scriptures and leave the way!

The so-called octupole is actually a sequence of five two one. Five represents invisibility, two represents the two extreme ways of positive and negative homology, and one is a variable!

In the first seven roads, cultivators have to go infinitely close to the source, but it is not the source. There is a crisis like walking a tightrope.

Because it is difficult to betray the Scriptures and leave the Tao. After all, practicing the Tao of others has reached a considerable level, so even if you abandon the Tao method and destroy the cultivation, you still can't get rid of it. Because the monk's body, spirit and even the mark of existence will be constantly changed silently in practicing other people's Tao method, life and death, and you can't control yourself!

But once Wang Baole succeeds in following the jade slip's method of betraying the Sutra and departing from the Tao... Avoiding danger, then at the last moment, he can burn his first seven Tao, regard them as fuel, and in this burning, open up his eighth Tao... Like accumulation and thin hair!

This eighth way is the core of the eight pole way, because it will be a perfect road that completely belongs to the cultivator himself!

"No wonder Wang Yiyi's father said that the source of the eight pole road has no owner, because... There are countless possibilities for the source of this road, and no one can truly become the owner of countless sources!"

Thinking about this, Wang Baole looked with emotion. After a while, his floating mind gradually subsided.

"Fortunately... Up to now, all the perceptive Daoism and Dharma have not reached the extreme..." Wang Baole took a deep breath, and the wood seed in his body suddenly turned. He left his body and stared at himself to see the source of his life and the practice he had practiced.

As he looked, Wang Baole saw a large number of silk threads emerging on his body and even his soul. Each of these silk threads represented the magic power of the skill he had learned.

But most of them are relatively shallow, except for a few deep ones, including their own cultivation of Yan lingjue and their own laws of Tao and stars, as well as tens of thousands of silk threads emerging from tens of thousands of special stars under the arrangement of star charts.

It looks dense, but... Except for one of them, all the remaining threads are... Broken, even under the passive, forming a closed loop!

Wang Baole's eyes coagulated.

After careful examination, he found that these silk threads should all be cut off in an instant at the same time point, so Wang Baole deduced in his heart, and after a while, his eyes showed emotion.

He has deduced the answer. Both the time point and some residual breath are telling Wang Baole... It is Wang Yiyi's father who cut these off.

And the only thing that hasn't broken is the newly born... The wooden path is extremely strong and earth shaking, like a towering tree spreading nothingness.

As for where the end is, Wang Baole can't perceive it, but he can feel that the nothingness of the source... Seems to have no will. This doesn't mean that the source is unoccupied, but that there is a high probability... The creatures who occupy the source of the wooden path are not conscious creatures.

This is also in line with Wang Baole's guess that the five elements are the supreme avenue after all, and must be one of the cornerstones of everything. If there is a conscious life to occupy, the universe will be completely chaotic.

Wang Baole breathed a sigh of relief. Tao Yun spread out, and his body in cross legged meditation was slightly raised. He was about to get up, but the next moment he suddenly looked slightly, and a nearly whimsical guess appeared in the bottom of his heart.

"Is it possible... My noumenon, the black wood nail nailed to the emperor's eyebrow... Is the source of the wooden path of the five element Avenue?"