Book of Nine Heavens

"Dao read the seeds?!" At this moment, Jiang Wangdao's face became very strange when the book of fate was touched.

At this moment, many things are all clear in one thought.

"Without beginning...without end..."

The corners of Jiang Wangdao's mouth twitched, feeling that there would be many surprises in his trip to chaos.

But anyway, there is also a clue of a person, isn't it...

The last is the little one.

Jiang Wangdao looked at the little boy with glowing eyes outside the coffin, and smiled slightly. He is really cute in this period!

I have to go out and see you.Jiang Wangdao's Dao Nian surged up violently and boundlessly, which frightened himself.

After experiencing the two-phase pulling and crazy torture of the Immortal Emperor, his Dao Xin practice has almost improved by leaps and bounds.

It's not easy to survive...

"You and I have a lot of karma." Jiang Wangdao poked out his Dao thoughts with a blank expression on his face, and gathered a relatively indifferent figure.

Xu Dan's figure floated out of the coffin slowly, just facing a milk baby biting his finger.

"Hello, little one." Jiang Wangdao stood in front of the little one, extending a hand in a friendly manner.

Xiao Budian's glasses stared wide open, frightened by a ghost floating out of the coffin.

Perhaps it was out of trust in Willow God, or maybe it was the perception of Jiang Wangdao's kindness. In short, under the witness of Willow and a group of little kids who were too shocked to speak.

Xu Dan's palm was held together with his drool-stained little hand, and all causes and effects began from this moment.

"Who are you?" After the handshake, the first and the younger established the most basic trust, and the little one looked at the phantom in front of him with extreme curiosity.

"I, um, you can call me Mr. Jiang..."

"Well, let's call him Uncle Jiang!"

Jiang Wangdao paused, and changed his address. Although this address with old characters is very appropriate, he is not old if he is not enough immortal, right?

"Uncle Jiang?" Little Dot looked at Jiang Wangdao with a happy expression on his face. The name Uncle Jiang reminded him of all the uncles in the stone village, and his goodwill increased for a while.

Footsteps sounded, and the adults of Shicun finally arrived, and those children called over several respected old people from their Shicun.

"This senior..."

Village head Shi Yunfeng looked at Jiang Wangdao's vacant figure, and didn't dare to approach him very much.

"No need for seniors, my name is Jiang Wangdao, and I have to thank you all for bringing me from the pit to this altar."

If these people hadn't dug him out and brought him in front of Liushen, the time for him to wake up might have been delayed a lot.

"Then... this gentleman, where are you from? Our stone village is in the wilderness, and half the wilderness is separated from the nearest ancient country."

"I wandered here by accident, and I have nowhere to go, so I asked the village chief to give me a place to keep my coffin."

Jiang Wangdao pointed to the dead coffin. The so-called place of the old coffin was really the old coffin.

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Shi Yunfeng glanced at the willow tree behind Jiang Wangdao, the branch fluttered slightly, and there was no reaction, but in Shi Yunfeng's eyes, it was tacit approval.

"Don't dare!"

That's it, there was an ancient coffin on the altar of Shicun, and the meaning of death and silence formed a very strong contrast with the reappearance of the willow tree.

"Uncle Jiang! Uncle Jiang!"

Jiang Wangdao spent most of the day in deep sleep, constantly spying on fate and repairing his body, but the injury of the Immortal Emperor was too terrifying, and there was no good way for a while.

But Xiao BuDian often comes to talk to him, because there are countless worlds here that are completely different from Great Wilderness.

"Uncle Jiang, I want to hear the story of Xiao Yan's battle with Yun Lan today!"

"No, we want to listen to Han Tianzun becoming a fairy!"

"..."

Xiaobudian brought a group of little furry children to the altar, knocked on the coffin, and asked Jiang Wangdao to come out and tell them a story.

Jiang Wangdao couldn't heal his wounds, and he was really bored, so he told some nice stories to these little fur kids.

"Quiet." Jiang Wangdao leaned on the death coffin, most of his mind and momentum were placed on the comprehension of the chaos of the ancient world, and part of his mind was to tell the passionate story of Xiao Yan's battle with Yun Lan.

As a child, I like to listen to this kind of happy and enmity story.

This lecture usually lasted one afternoon, and the little furry kids were driven home for dinner, and the little one ran to the willow tree with a can of milk in his arms, wanting to continue listening.

"Uncle, are you thirsty?" The little one held up the animal milk in his hand, which was carefully prepared by the village head Shi Yunfeng. It contained a lot of bone meal and blood essence of ferocious beasts, exuding a faint fragrance.

Not to mention the small taste, even adults will be aroused appetite.

"You little baby..."

Jiang Wangdao blinked, and brought the can of animal milk over, Xiao Budian stared at Jiang Wangdao with wide eyes, confused.

Didn't I just show you?You, an adult, really want to drink my animal milk? !

The little man was stunned by the great doubts.

"I won't drink yours!" Jiang Wangdao pinched the little boy's face lightly. It was fleshy and had a great touch. The little boy was at his cutest right now.

Jiang Wangdao said the jar of animal milk, stretched out his hand and pulled it, extracting the fairy essence from the chaos outside the realm.

"Let me think of something that is suitable for the little one..." Jiang Wangdao opened the Nine Heavens Book on his body in the coffin, and found some good things from it.

First of all, there are some fragments of the Dao in the Taoist scriptures. This kind of thing is easily available to him, and it is one of the best things for building foundations.

There are also some characteristics related to the immortal body, which were condensed by Jiang Wangdao's supreme means and transformed into the fragments of the Dao.

The fragments of the avenue and the Chaos Immortal Essence were mixed into the animal milk, and a strong umami smell wafted out. Xiao Budian's eyes widened and his saliva flowed out.

"I want to drink! I want to drink!" The little milkman jumped up, trying to grab the milk jug.

After Jiang Wangdao finished refining it, he stuffed the milk can into the baby's mouth.

Cuckoo!

Milkman is not big, but he has a big appetite. He drank all the animal milk in one go, and belched full.

"Uncle, can you still make animal milk for me?" Naiwa looked at Jiang Wangdao with an innocent look, her eyes were watery.

From today onwards, Jiang Wangdao has become the only good person in Naiwa's heart, no, he must be as old as the village chief!

"can!"

Jiang Wangdao pinched the little face and said with a smile.

"As long as you are not ashamed, even if you are one hundred or ten thousand years old, I will practice for you!"

"That's good! Let's pull the hook!"

The little one stretched out his hand in a serious manner, and Jiang Wangdao cooperated with the little milk baby to complete this sacred ceremony.

"Okay, it's time for you to go back!" Jiang Wangdao drove the reluctant little baby back.

Jiang Wangdao stood up with his Dao Nian body, and looked up at the sky on the slightly rough altar. The stars were moving, and streamers flashed across the sky from time to time. It might be meteors, or it might be two strong men fighting to the edge of the universe. , the stars are falling.

"Hello." Jiang Wangdao said hello.

hum!

The wicker was floating, responding to Jiang Wangdao.

Jiang Wangdao has been in Shicun for some time, and today is the first time he has talked with this ancestor spirit.

Normally, this ancestor worship spirit is quieter than himself, and has been in a deep sleep state.

"Thank you for the drop of life essence before." Jiang Wangdao thanked.

The realm of that drop of life essence is not high, but it contains the willow god's way of rebirth, which is extremely precious.

The willows are still floating, and the willows after Nirvana have lost a lot.

"Do fellow daoists know me?" A voice sounded in Jiang Wangdao's heart. The voice was very neutral, and no male or female could be identified.

"No." Jiang Wangdao said subconsciously, but frowned slightly, "But it's not necessarily true. I seem to have met fellow Taoist once, and you seem to have helped me."

Jiang Wangdao once spent a long time in the battle with Immortal King Diguang. He went to the end of Xiangu and met many immortal kings in the nine heavens and ten places of the current world.

And the ancestor worship spirit is also among them.

That accident of traveling through time and space left a deep impression on Jiang Wangdao.

Because there is no end to the Immortal King.

In that battle, he could be said to be at a disadvantage throughout the whole process, and even after that battle, he would be crucified to death in the last year of Xiangu, but a person he had never thought of made a move.

The Immortal King Wuending ignored the iron rule that people of the two ages should not fight each other, and forcibly struck, piercing through the long river of time, disrupting the long river of time in the two ages, and generating an extremely powerful turbulent force.

And just after the Immortal King Wuending disturbed the long river of time, Zu Jiling also made a move.

She saved Immortal King Wuending, and also made Time Changhe even crazier, pushing Jiang Wangdao and Immortal King Diguang into an unknown era.

Although for Jiang Wangdao, death is death everywhere, but he will not forget that kindness.

"En!" Liu Zhi tapped lightly, as if agreeing with this statement, and Liu Shen also had a little memory of Mohu in his memory.

"Fellow Daoist is so gorgeous, you can actually melt the fragments of Dao into that child's body." This kind of supernatural power is an important reason why God Liu appeared.

This means that Jiang Wangdao's own attainments on the road are simply unimaginable!

"It's amazing that fellow Taoists can survive several calamities and be reborn." Jiang Wangdao commented objectively.

"However, I have a method here that can make the road of fellow daoists smoother." Jiang Wangdao said suddenly, "This is the first time you have helped me, fellow daoist, as a thank you gift."

"How?"

"The method of survival in death."

Jiang Wangdao sat cross-legged under the willow tree, stretched out his hand to stick it, and squeezed out a petal of flower from the air. On this white holy flower, there was a word of death spinning, exuding infinite vitality.

Death formula.

I didn't see any words from him, only the rhyme of the Tao was rippling.

This is more useful than any words, and the dead word formula uses death to survive, it is really unparalleled and wonderful.

Now Jiang Wangdao has acquired the Ten Fierce Techniques in the Sutra Pavilion in the Ancient Heavenly Court, and the Immortal Phoenix Treasure Technique is naturally included in it, and the mystery of it has also been transformed into the death formula by him.

"Survival from death, rebirth from Nirvana..."

Jiuzijue is subversive no matter what era it is in. Its concept is different from the way of the current world. The way is different from the way of Xiangu, Chaosgu and even the era of Emperor Luo. It is a completely different system. .

"Are you a Taoist?" Liu Shen couldn't help asking after accepting the death formula.

"Tao creator?" Jiang Wangdao was slightly taken aback.

The so-called Dao creators are those who can completely develop a practice system. Today's chaotic ancient system was created by several giants of immortal kings, which can be said to have immeasurable merit.

And the ancestor worship spirit also created the practice path of worship spirit, although it is not a big practice system, but it is also special, sensitive to this unusual.

Liu Shen saw the magic in the death formula.

"Then I must be!" Jiang Wangdao suddenly had a gleam in his eyes and closed his eyes.

Willow God didn't bother, and comprehended the method of survival in death by himself.

Jiang Wangdao in the coffin suddenly opened his eyes, and the Nine Heavens Book seemed to feel something, rustling, and fairy light splashing everywhere.

"The chance is in chaos?"

Jiang Wangdao suddenly sighed that the world is so wonderful.

Back then, before he became a war immortal, he tried to create the practice system hidden in the Nine Heavens Book, but he encountered an unprecedented crisis.

The reminder given to him by fate is that if you touch it, you will die, if you move it, you will die.

He had to give up.

Now there is a feeling of another village.

"Come!"

Rumble!