Battle Through the Heavens: This Xiao Yan Can Only Cultivate Dou Disciple Qi
Chapter 217

Creation Furnace Scripture, Bringing the Bodhi Ancient Tree Along

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Heaven and earth were the furnace, creation the craftsman; yin and yang were the charcoal, all things the copper.

Xiao Yan likened himself to a furnace of heaven and earth, with the Origin Divine Flame as its fuel. All things in the world could be burned within that furnace and become his nourishment.

He named this cultivation method the Creation Furnace Scripture!

He had created it by combining the Flame Mantra, the Insect Queen of the Ancient Devouring Worms, and his own unique traits, then exploring them through the Hundred Lifetimes Reincarnation.

For now, it still needed refinement and could not be called the strongest cultivation method.

But it was undoubtedly the cultivation method best suited to Xiao Yan at present!

"Congratulations. You seem to have gained something extraordinary."

At those words, a smile could not help spreading across Xiao Yan's face.

"I owe that to you. Without you, I doubt I could have gained anything like this."

"That's what we call mutual benefit!" The Bodhi Ancient Tree's voice rang out in Xiao Yan's mind.

"Hahaha!" Xiao Yan laughed heartily, then asked what the Bodhi Ancient Tree planned to do next.

After all, the Bodhi Ancient Tree in its prime could rival a Dou Di. If possible, Xiao Yan still hoped to bring it into his fold.

The Bodhi Ancient Tree said, "Although you've purged the Dou Di's negative emotions from my body, the injuries that Dou Di inflicted all those years ago have yet to heal. So I intend to return deep into the earth's veins and absorb their essence to nourish my wounds."

After hearing this, Xiao Yan felt a little disappointed.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he asked, "Could Ninth Grade Golden Pills help you recover?"

Aside from creating his cultivation method, Xiao Yan's greatest gains

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