Taoist world

"Shall I be the Lord of the Wilderness?"

Jiang Yun was stunned when he heard this, and then stared at Dugu Wen with his eyes and said: "Jiang came here to discuss with senior sincerely. I hope senior will not joke."

Although this Dugu Wen is not Dao Yuanzhi and is not the real Lord of the Wilderness, but according to what he said, he accepted Dao Yuanzhi's order and took the place of the Lord of the Wilderness here.

But now he told Jiang Yun to let Jiang Yun be the master of the wilderness, which made Jiang Yun have to suspect that the other party was playing a trick on him.

However, Dugu Wen shook his head with a serious face and said: "I'm not joking. Although the Lord of the Wilderness handed over the Great Wilderness Realm to me, I am already old and frail and unable to do what I do."

"Over the years, I have actually been looking for someone who can take over my position and take over the position of Lord of Desolation."

"Unfortunately, I have never been able to find the right candidate."

"Until today, I met my little friend!"

Jiang Yun said calmly: "I am from the Mountain and Sea Realm, how can I become the Wilderness Lord of the Great Wilderness Realm!"

Duguwen smiled slightly and said: "I am not from the Great Wilderness World, and I think with my cleverness, I can guess that the Lord of the Wilderness is not from the Great Wilderness World either!"

This is the truth. No matter how he calculates it, Dao Yuanzhi will definitely not be a native of the wilderness.

Jiang Yun still shook his head and said: "Then I still can't see. What do seniors like about me that makes him think that I am qualified to become the Lord of the Wilderness?"

Duguwen looked at the middle-aged man who was knocked unconscious by Jiang Yun and said: "You are not afraid of the Mark of the Wild Lord, you can even erase it!"

"Is that why?"

"That's all!" Dugu Wen suddenly changed the subject and said, "Well, if you have time, little friend, why not come with me to a place? You'll know when you get there!"

Facing Duguwen's invitation, Jiang Yun's thoughts were spinning rapidly.

To be honest, in addition to the inexplicable danger that Duguwen made me feel, everything that happened from the moment I saw him was also weird and strange.

As Dao Yuanzhi's replacement, Dugu Wen issued an order ten years ago that all mountain and sea monks who came to seek refuge in the wild world should accept the brand of the Lord of the Wilderness. Those who did not accept the mark and tried to break in would be killed without mercy.

Everything he did after setting foot in the wilderness completely met the standards of killing without mercy.

But when the other party saw him, instead of taking action against him, he tried his best to persuade him to become the master of the wilderness.

The reason is because I am not afraid of the Mark of the Wild Lord!

This doesn't make sense anyway.

After pondering for a moment, Jiang Yun nodded and said, "Okay, I'll ask you, senior, to lead the way."

Duguwen stretched out his hand and pointed at the ball of light when he just appeared and said, "Just step into it!"

Jiang Yun had long known that the light was the teleportation array, so he stepped into it first without further explanation, and Dugu Wen followed closely behind.

With the burst of light, Jiang Yun had left the ancestral hall and was in a dark place.

At this moment, in front of him, a trapezoidal building over a hundred feet high, like a stone tablet, appeared.

The whole body is pitch black, with four sides as smooth as a mirror, and a platform on top.

The whole building stood quietly in the darkness, exuding an atmosphere of vicissitudes of life.

Apparently, it's been around for quite some time.

Jiang Yun asked in confusion: "What is this?"

Duguwen looked at the building with a hint of excitement on his face and said, "This is the altar!"

"Altar? What's it for?"

"This was originally used by the Lord of Desolation to worship heaven, but since the Lord of Desolation left, no one has used it anymore."

"The Desert Lord told me before he left that he hid his inheritance in the altar and put a brand on the entire altar."

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"If anyone can erase the mark on it and obtain his inheritance, then it will be the new Lord of the Wilderness!"

Jiang Yun frowned, looked at the altar again and said, "Can't you erase the mark?"

Duguwen shook his head and said: "I can erase the brand in the body of the monks in the Great Wilderness, but I cannot erase the brand on this altar."

"So I'm just taking over the role of Lord of Desolation, but you should be able to do it!"

While speaking, Duguwen walked to the altar, stretched out his hand and patted it lightly.

I saw runes lighting up on the four sides of the altar.

In an instant, the entire altar was covered with dense runes on all four sides.

"This is the mark left behind when the Lord of the Wasteland left. My friend, as long as you can erase these marks, then you can obtain the inheritance of the Lord of the Wasteland and become the true Lord of the Wasteland."

"At that time, you will be able to fully control the Wilderness Lord's Brand and the entire Wilderness Realm. You will also be able to take your people into the Wilderness Realm without having to accept the Wilderness Lord's Brand."

I have to say that Dugu Wen's words made Jiang Yun a little excited.

Although Jiang Yun was unwilling to accept the Wild Lord's brand and become his slave, he was quite yearning for the power of the Wild Lord's brand.

If you can obtain the inheritance of the Wild Lord and control this brand, you will have another powerful trump card.

Think about it, when fighting with others, you can neutralize most of the power. I dare not say that you will be invincible, but at least you have a better chance of winning.

However, Jiang Yun still had some doubts in his heart.

Is all this too much of a coincidence?

As the leader of the Taoist Sect, he brought the disciples of the Taoist Sect to the Great Wilderness.

But the leader of this wilderness world turned out to be Dao Yuanzhi, the first generation leader of the Taoist Sect, and he also left behind his legacy.

And this inheritance happened to be something that only I could accept.

It was as if Dao Yuanzhi had prepared all this for himself several years ago, and was just waiting for him to reap the benefits.

Dugu Wen obviously saw Jiang Yun's hesitation, smiled slightly and said: "Little friend, although I don't know what the inheritance of the Wild Lord is, but maybe you can feel it first."

"If you don't want to accept it, it's still too late to regret it. After all, it will take some time to erase all the runes on the altar."

After careful consideration, Jiang Yun nodded and said, "Then I'll give it a try!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Yun's figure flashed and appeared directly on top of the altar.

There was nothing on the top of the altar, except for the runes that appeared due to Duguwen's recent touch.

After a slight hesitation, Jiang Yun walked to the middle position and sat down cross-legged. Then he stretched out his palm and gently placed it on the runes.

As the power of chaos surged within his body, streams of power of chaos began to flow into the altar along Jiang Yun's palm.

"Buzz buzz!"

The entire altar made a slight trembling sound under the influence of the power of chaos.

And the intertwined runes covering one side began to fade.

Duguwen, who was under the altar, looked at the runes that gradually dimmed and disappeared, with excitement on his face and eyes.

And in this excitement, there is surprisingly a hint of deep hatred!

Seeing all the runes on one side of the altar disappear, Jiang Yun clearly felt at this moment that a rune rushed out from the altar, followed his palm, and sank directly into his body.

This rune is completely different from the runes previously released by the Great Wilderness monks, and it clearly contains a majestic aura and strange power.

"Is this the legacy left by Dao Yuanzhi?"

Jiang Yun's heart moved, and when he was about to analyze this rune carefully----

Suddenly, the black stone in his dantian that was already like a stone tablet began to tremble violently.

Under this trembling, the long-lost voice of vicissitudes of life also sounded: "Desolate pattern!"

"There was a clan in ancient times, and their name was Huang..."