The World That Tao Rules

Looking at the strange world where he didn't know where it was, Jiang Yun couldn't help but frown a little, and his heart passed a trace of doubt.

There is nothing special about this world, but it is a very common world.

The area is not very large, and the knowledge of the world can completely cover the whole world.

There is no other living being here except myself.

What puzzles Jiang Yun is that when he blew himself up, it was clearly in the seams. Even if the disappearing golden lock can make him come back to life and let himself live again, how can he bring himself from the seam to this way? In one of the worlds?

Moreover, it has been clearly added to the seals or arrays to protect themselves.

This way, even if someone does not intend to break into the world, it is impossible to detect their existence.

All this kind of thing is not like what a gold lock can do, but it should be done by a monk.

“Don't you say that after I die, there are other people around me?”

"Still, it's all done by the nights.!"

The voice that suddenly came from my heart made Jiang Yun finally wake up from sorrow.

In addition, he deliberately let himself believe that the night is still alive, so deliberately do not think about the night.

But now that I found myself in a world, and is firmly protected, it is to let him not think of the night alone, but also that all this is the night of the dust!

"The nights are definitely ok!"

After saying this sentence again and again, and making myself more convinced of this idea, Jiang Yun finally buried the grief in his heart for a moment.

If you are really dead, even if you are turning to the next, you can ignore anything.

But since I am still alive, I don’t have time to sorrow because I still have too many things to do.

Although Jiang Yun is not sure how long he has died, the experience of the reincarnation of the world in his dreams is so real.

Every world, at least for decades

With so many worlds added together, even in a dream, let him know that his time of death is definitely not short.

During this time, I don’t know how the situation in the extraterritorial battlefield and the domain is now!

Therefore, Jiang Yun turned his gaze and glanced at the world he was in, and when he was ready to leave the world, his gaze suddenly solidified.

At this moment, he is standing on a soft grass.

The entrance is a low mountain, with a waterfall falling down from above and gathering into a bay of water.

This is a very common sight, but seeing this scene is a sudden familiar feeling in Jiang Yun’s heart.

It seems that I have been here before, it seems that I have lived here for a lot of time.

Even if he remembers to cross the low mountain, he should be able to see a forest.

There should be a trace of scratches on the tree top of the tallest tree in the forest.

Thinking of this, Jiang Yun hurriedly stepped out and stood at the top of the mountain. Looking at it, there was a forest underneath.

In the center, there is one of the tallest trees standing there.

Jiang Yun took another step and came to the side of the tree. There was actually a series of scratches on it, from low to high, arranged neatly.

The scratch at the highest point is the same height as the position of your nose.

After watching these scratches for a long time, Jiang Yun stretched out the slightly trembling palms and gently stroked them on the scratches. The mouth muttered: "These scratches represent my height. ”

"When I have a birthday every year, I will come to this tree and mark my height that year."

Jiang Yun closed his eyes and there was a very blurry picture in his mind.

In the picture, there is a tall figure, holding himself who can't walk, and comes under this tree.

I myself worked hard and straightened my body, raised my head and only wanted to make myself look taller.

And the tall figure, will smile out and reach out, gently hold the head that he deliberately raised, and then gently scratch a scratch on the tree.

Although I can't see the appearance of the figure, Jiang Yun knows clearly that it is his own... father!

The picture in my mind disappeared, and Jiang Yun reopened his eyes and counted these scratches in detail, for a total of sixteen.

"Sixteen, it means that I have spent 16 years here!"

Sixteen, for Jiang Yun, it can be regarded as a very special number.

Because he happened to be sixteen years old, he left Jiangcun, left Lushan, and embarked on the road of practice.

However, he also knows that his own memory of these scratches on this big tree does not belong to Lushan.

Or, it is not your own life!

"That should be my...first memory!"

"In the first world, I am here, and I have lived for 16 years."

"But after that, where have I gone?"

"What happened in the year of sixteen?"

Jiang Yun turned his head and looked around, trying hard to remember, hoping that he could think of his first memory more memory according to the familiar environment.

Unfortunately, when he vaguely thought of something, his heart resounded his voice again: "I don't see proverbs, I will die!"

"lie!"

Jiang Yun’s memory, which was just about to be recalled, was suddenly interrupted, and his eyes suddenly burst into a fierce light.

Before, he had no deep hatred for the proverbs, but this proverb did not know what kind of technique he had applied to himself. He could always exist in his own body, even if he could not erase it even if he died.

Moreover, it has appeared again and again, so that they have interrupted their memories, and let Jiang Yun finally kill the slang.

"Slang, I will not see you, I will die, then when I see you, you will die!"

For the last time, Jiang Yun took a deep look at the big tree in front of him. He glanced at the scenery that seemed familiar to him all around, and turned around and took the world.

As Jiang Yun just left the world, he heard a slight muffled sound of "噗" in his ear, and it seems that something broke.

And when he turned his head and wanted to look at the world again, he found out that the surroundings were empty and there was only boundless darkness.

I have stood in the seams, where is the world.

Jiang Yun knows it at a glance: "Someone has deliberately opened up a world and hid me in it. When I leave, the world will disappear on its own."

"Just this person is definitely not a night!"

Even though the night dust can open up a world, it is absolutely impossible to know the first memory of Jiang Yun, and it is even more impossible to know the environment of Jiang Yun's first life, and even copy it.

"People who can do this can only be my... parents!"

"After my death, my parents actually appeared. Did they save me?"

"But if you really are there, why don't you see me..."

Standing in the seam, Jiang Yun fell into meditation, until his voice rang for the third time, so that he finally gave up thinking and knew that he had to find a slang as soon as possible.

Otherwise, this weird technique of proverbs, like the thorns on the back, will always appear.

At this time, Jiang Yun also felt the gravity that existed around him.

Although for him today, these gravity has no obstacles at all, but it is enough for him to judge, he is still in the field battlefield!

Even with the intensity of gravity, he can clearly know that he is not far from the seventh world!

"I am back!"