Taoist world

In the vast darkness, only Chi Ding's voice was constantly echoing, and no other sound was heard.

After Chi Ding waited quietly for a few breaths, he raised his hand and gently placed it on the stone tablet in front of him.

"Buzz!"

The stone tablet trembled slightly, and gradually lit up, making the originally bumpy surface of the tablet gradually become smooth.

Naturally, the runes on it were no longer blurred.

It was clearly visible that there were indeed nine different runes.

Moreover, there was no trace of the rune that was previously imprinted by Xuan Ding's mark.

Everything was as if it had never happened.

Chi Ding retracted his palm, turned his head and looked around and said: "Do you think that if you don't answer me, I don't know the answer?"

After saying that, Chi Ding turned around and left.

Behind him, not only did the light on the stone tablet dim again, but even the stone tablet disappeared as if it was swallowed by darkness.

But the boy's voice suddenly rang out: "Xuanding cries, Zangding laughs..."

Hearing this nursery rhyme, Chiding paused slightly, but then he snorted coldly: "You may not even know what this nursery rhyme means, what's the point of telling Jiang Yun!"

After the voice fell, Chiding continued to lift his feet and walked out.

Obviously, Chiding had also heard this nursery rhyme.

In the tomb of all living beings, Jiang Yun had told his master everything he had experienced in the space of the innate tripod pattern, especially the nursery rhyme.

"Master, what do you think the boy's identity is, and what does the nursery rhyme mean?"

After listening to what Jiang Yun said, Gu Bulao showed a rare look of surprise on his face.

He pondered and said, "I have never heard of all the things you said, whether it is the boy, the stone tablet, or the nursery rhyme."

"I can only say that the Xiantian Ding pattern engraved on the stone tablet should be just a pattern, and it does not have the true power of the Xiantian Ding pattern."

"Of course, the eight extremes like Kun Ling can copy those patterns and make up for the missing Xiantian Ding patterns of the eight tripods."

Jiang Yun had seen the Xiantian Ding pattern of the Cang Ding before. It was like a door, standing there, and it was indeed not a simple pattern.

Gu Bulao continued, "In my opinion, the innate cauldron patterns are similar to magic tools, and contain infinite power."

"The other eight cauldrons should only be able to use the power of their own innate cauldron patterns. Only the dragon-patterned red cauldron can exert the power of nine cauldron patterns, so it is called the head of the nine cauldrons."

"And these nine innate cauldron patterns, even if only half of eight of them are left, must have been hidden in various places in the cauldron by the red cauldron."

"For example, I have seen a total of three, two of which have disappeared, and the other one is in this tomb of all living beings."

"If the eight cauldrons really only took half of each, it means that the three innate cauldron patterns I have seen are actually incomplete."

At this point, Gu Bulao's voice suddenly stopped and fell into silence.

Jiang Yun knew that his master must have thought of something important, so he did not urge him, but waited patiently.

Sure enough, after a few breaths, Gu Bulao finally spoke again: "I understand!"

"The people in the cauldron should be born from the innate cauldron pattern of each cauldron."

Gu Bulao told Jiang Yun not long ago that he was actually born from the innate cauldron pattern.

However, he was only the second creature born in the red cauldron.

The first creature born was Daojun.

At that time, Kun Ling also specifically asked Gu Bulao whether the people in the cauldron were all born from the innate cauldron pattern.

At that time, Gu Bulao could not give an answer, but now, he is almost certain.

"The other eight tripods can only give birth to one person in the tripod."

"Only the red tripod has both the Taoist Lord and me, because the dragon-patterned red tripod contains the innate tripod patterns of the other eight tripods."

"This is also why the nine tripods, including the red tripod, still hope that the person in the tripod can become the best even if they are betrayed by the person in the tripod!"

"After all, if the tripod is regarded as a living being, only the person in the tripod is their real child, and has a blood relationship with them, and is their blood relative!"

"Even the person in the tripod may be specially created by each tripod!"

After thinking about the master's words, Jiang Yunwei meant With a look of sudden realization on his face, he nodded and said, "Yes, this should be the origin of the person in the cauldron!"

"The nine cauldrons themselves are subject to various restrictions, and it is difficult for them to nurture themselves and make themselves mature."

"So, they each used the innate cauldron pattern to breed a person in the cauldron and let the person in the cauldron serve them."

"However, they did not expect that the person in the cauldron is a living being, and his thoughts will gradually change during the process of growth."

"Especially when the person in the cauldron is powerful, after seeing and enjoying the benefits brought by strength, he will no longer be willing to be a puppet of the cauldron."

The master and apprentice did not discuss this issue too much.

After all, where the person in the cauldron came from has nothing to do with them.

Gu Bulao continued, "As for that nursery rhyme, I think it is a bit like a prophecy!"

"Especially the sentence that the body of Cang Ding is nowhere to be found is the best proof."

"Because at least now, Cang Ding must be alive and well."

"By the way, you said that boy made you eat those eight severed fingers. Quickly see if there is anything extra in your body!"

Jiang Yun smiled bitterly and said, "I've already looked for it, but I didn't find anything."

"And I didn't notice anything unusual."

"My cultivation, strength, body, soul, etc. are all the same as before, without any change."

Gu Bulao couldn't help but frown.

Although he had no way of guessing the boy's identity, everything he did and every word he said must have a purpose.

Especially since the other party also made it very clear that the eight severed fingers were a gift to Jiang Yun, so they must mean something.

"Bang!"

At this moment, a muffled sound came, and a figure suddenly appeared behind Jiang Yun. His palm directly pressed on Jiang Yun's head, causing Jiang Yun's facial features to instantly distort.

Longwen Red Cauldron!

Longwen Chiding still controlled the middle-aged man.

As for his actions, both Jiang Yun and Gu Bulao knew very well that he was searching for Jiang Yun's soul.

The reason is naturally to know Jiang Yun's experience in that space.

Facing Chi Ding's personal attack, Jiang Yun and Gu Bu Lao had no power to resist, so they could do nothing but wait passively.

However, Jiang Yun suddenly felt that as the power of Red Cauldron entered his soul, there was actually a little more power in his soul, following the power of Red Cauldron.

This made Jiang Yun's heart move. Could this power be the eight severed fingers that could stop the Longwen Red Cauldron from searching for his soul?

Soon, Longwen Chiding retracted his palm, his blood-red eyes stared deeply at Jiang Yundao: "You heard a nursery rhyme inside?"