The World That Tao Rules

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Stepping into this dark channel, Jiang Yun's eyes and consciousness have completely lost their function, neither seeing nor sensing.

Even if it is a flame, it will be instantly extinguished.

Therefore, as if he had become a blind man, in the darkness, he proceeded carefully with a little groping.

Although he had seen such a passage in Wu Yaohua's eyes, the feeling was completely different from coming in person.

What's more, if the nightmare split souls are really awake, then there may be no danger lurking in this channel.

The only thing that calmed Jiang Yun was the boiling of his own blood, which continued all the time.

In short, Jiang Yun was walking slowly in the passage for half an hour, and finally there was an endless golden light before his eyes!

To be correct, this should be a golden line, like a firefly, and it will appear at some distance until it reaches the depth of the passage.

Because there are too many of them, they are continuous, and they are particularly conspicuous in the dark.

And seeing these golden lines, Jiang Yun immediately understood that these golden colors are blood, the blood left by his father, and the reason for boiling his blood.

Jiang Yun approached the golden color, and looked at it with the golden light from the blood.

Father's blood was not sprinkled on the ground, but covered with a black whip-like object.

This object, with its thin arms and black body, its length is also unknown, and it extends deep into the darkness of the passage.

Therefore, the golden lines formed by the father's blood almost completely covered all the objects.

Jiang Yun stared at the object and suddenly thought of the split spirit of the nightmare he had seen in Wu Yao's eyes.

It has more than ten tentacles on its huge body.

Even at the time, Feng Mingzun specifically asked how many tentacles there were, and Wu Yaohua replied that there were eighteen.

Jiang Yun frowned and said, "Wouldn't this be a tentacle in the eighteen roots of the nightmare splitting souls?"

"It's just, why did my father use his own blood to draw so many lines on it?"

"Is it to seal the antennae?"

"This is what my father told me to look for?"

"What does this thing do to me, and how can I take it away?"

"It is impossible to cut it off from the nightmare's soul?"

A bunch of questions popped up in Jiang Yun's brain, and he continued to look at this tentacle.

At first glance, Jiang Yun's body suddenly shivered slightly, and in his eyes, there was a golden light burst out.

Because, he found that there were countless dense patterns on the tentacles.

Originally, he thought it was just ordinary lines, like human palm lines.

But when he looked closely at this moment, he felt a lot of familiarity in these lines.

"Here, there are the runes of the grandfather's order, the runes of the formation, the runes of the demon, and the runes of the 13 Great Heavenly Venerable..."

For runes, Jiang Yun is far more familiar and keen than other monks.

Therefore, from these lines densely covered on his tentacles, he could easily discover the meaning of the various runes contained in it,

And this discovery also made Jiang Yun muttered: "The lines on the tentacles are clearly equivalent to the path of all spiritual practice in Zhutian Jiyu!"

In fact, my father had told Jiang Yun clearly.

The Jiyu is formed by the nightmare split soul, and in order to wake up, the nightmare split soul points to the monks born in it to embark on the road of spiritual practice.

That is to say, in the final analysis, all the methods of cultivation in the domain of the heavens are derived from the nightmare's soul separation, from its tentacles, and even these lines on its soul!

After understanding this, Jiang Yun's face gradually showed a bitter smile.

If it wasn't what I saw with my own eyes, who could believe that in the vast collection of heavens, the endless number of monks, the path of cultivation pursued, was actually just some lines on a monster!

Jiang Yun shook his head gently and closed his eyes. Instead of looking at the pattern, he thought about his father's purpose.

The father left his own blood on one of the tentacles of the nightmare beast.

Moreover, from the length and volume of this tentacle, Jiang Yun is not difficult to see that his father did not leave blood at one time.

But it should be divided many times before it almost covered the whole tentacles with blood.

Father did this, in addition to trying to seal this tentacle, there must be other purposes.

Otherwise, the father could not let himself come here.

"Perhaps, will the father leave his sense of wisdom here, or a ray of soul."

Thinking of this, Jiang Yun opened his eyes and walked along this tentacle to the depths of the passage.

Until he finally reached the end of the passage, in addition to being able to see his father's blood really covered the tentacles, there was no other discovery.

However, he actually saw the passage in which Grandpa was guarding the dream.

Even, along the passage, Jiang Yun could see the huge black figure of the nightmare split soul.

"If I absorb my father's blood, or if I leave my blood on this tentacle, will there be any changes?"

Jiang Yunwei groaned for a while and reached out gently against his father's blood, exuding a suction.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, his father's blood turned into waves, and he began to crazily rise and fall.

Even with the whole tentacles, with the ups and downs of blood, it wobbled up and down like a long snake.

This sudden change surprised Jiang Yun, worrying that such a big movement would make the nightmare separate from his soul.

After all, this tentacle grows on the nightmare's soul.

So that Jiang Yun almost wanted to give up and continue to absorb, and quickly left here.

However, the next moment, he found that the entire tentacles began to flow into his body along the palm of his hand.

This tentacle is not an entity at all, but illusory like gas.

However, this is normal.

The soul is not an entity, it is illusory, and so is the nightmare.

The tentacles derived from the soul are naturally illusory.

But feeling that the tentacles poured into his body, Jiang Yun actually calmed down.

Because, he believes that this should be the real purpose of his father letting him come to the ancient land first to find this tentacle.

Absorb this tentacle!

So, since the father dares to let himself absorb, it is naturally impossible to harm himself.

As for what changes will be brought about after absorbing the tentacles, Jiang Yun does not know.

However, just the dense patterns on the tentacles have evolved the path of cultivation of all the monks in the heavens. This point makes Jiang Yun look forward to it very much.

In this way, Jiang Yun stood quietly, allowing the tentacles to continuously flow into his body.

At the same time, his eyes were staring at the blood left by his father!

The blood did not flow into the body with the tentacles.

But when Jiang Yun absorbs a section of tentacles, the blood covering it will rise into the air and merge with other blood.

This made Jiang Yun realize that when he absorbed the entire tentacles, the blood left by his father would most likely condense into the image of his father, thus unraveling his doubts.

There is more and more blood gathered in the air, but it does not condense into a human form.

After a long time passed, the tentacles in front of Jiang Yun had almost all been immersed in his body, leaving only about the length of Xu,

But at this moment, the blood gathered in the air suddenly turned into a golden knife, and cut it with a knife towards the long tentacles that were left!