Chapter 390: The Art of Death and Pain

When the old man stopped, all the more than a hundred people behind him naturally stopped.

A burly man walked quickly to the old man's side and asked softly with a puzzled face: "Uncle Jiang, what's wrong?"

The old man was silent for a moment before slowly speaking: "I feel Yun Wazi's breath..."

The big man's expression suddenly changed.

Although the old man's voice was not loud, a little girl of thirteen or fourteen years old not far away suddenly trembled heavily.

So much so that a palm-sized tricolor bird that landed on her shoulder tilted its head and looked at her curiously.

Immediately afterwards, the little girl ran to the old man's side, raised her head, and said with longing and anxiety on her delicate little face: "Grandpa, is it Brother Yun? What's wrong with Brother Yun?"

Looking down at the little girl, the old man showed a hint of distress on his old face. He nodded gently and said, "It's your brother Yun. Don't worry, he is not only very good, but also has become stronger!"

"So strong that even the seal set by grandpa can't suppress his cultivation!"

"Very good!"

Hearing these words, the little girl's expression suddenly became excited, but soon she became depressed again and said: "Grandpa, when can we leave this weird place? I miss Brother Yun and home. !”

The old man raised his head again, turned to look around, and said with a cold light in his eyes: "It won't take long, we will definitely leave here!"

This group of people are naturally Jiang Yun's closest family members, the people of Jiang Village!

No one knew that when they left the world of mountains and seas and prepared to return to their own world, they were unexpectedly attacked by a group of mysterious people.

Although Jiang Wanli protected everyone with his strong cultivation, the accident caused them to deviate from their original route and unfortunately fell into this weird world.

Even with Jiang Wanli's knowledge, he didn't know what kind of place this place was.

Here, it's like a prison, with no sky, no earth, nothing, and nothingness all around.

They have been walking here non-stop for almost four years, but still can't find a way to leave.

However, today, Jiang Wanli sensed Jiang Yun's aura, which made him feel refreshed!

However, he did not tell the truth to Jiang Yuerou!

Although he felt Jiang Yun's aura, although it did become extremely powerful, he also sensed another aura at the same time.

This aura did not belong to Jiang Yun, and this aura was so powerful that even if he encountered it, he would have to stay away.

"Perhaps it's time to remind Yun Wazi!"

…

At this moment, Tang Yi and Lu Yourong seemed to be petrified, standing there with four eyes staring in front of them, unable to move for a long time.

Just now, the nine-color light emitted from Jiang Yun's back gradually spread to the countless Yin spirits surrounding the three of them.

These Yin spirits, whether they were in the Earth Protector Realm or the Dao Spirit Realm, all seemed to have turned into snow, and the nine-color light was like hot sunlight.

Under the illumination of the nine-colored light, all the Yin spirits had no resistance at all, and they all began to melt!

In just a moment, all these thousands of Yin spirits disappeared, not even the mist was left, only countless Life Spirit Stones that shone faintly...

This made the two of them really unable to believe and accept that Jiang Yun, who was on the verge of death, killed so many Yin spirits in an instant with just a nine-color light that lit up his back.

And when they finally came to their senses and turned their attention to Jiang Yun again, they didn't even know that there was already a hint of fear in their eyes.

Yes, they are afraid of Jiang Yun!

Because Jiang Yun was far more powerful than they imagined, even Lu Yourong's Taoist eyes couldn't see through any of Jiang Yun's secrets.

It seemed to them that Jiang Yun was not from the same world as them at all, and that he was a powerful being that they could never reach.

After a long time, Tang Yi's slightly floating voice finally sounded out: "Were you dreaming just now?"

"no!"

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Compared to Tang Yi, Lu Yourong seemed much calmer. After pondering for a moment, he suddenly said via voice transmission: "Just now, did you see anything in that nine-color light?"

Tang Yi was slightly startled and asked, "What did you see?"

Lu Yourong said with some caution: "I seem to see that the nine-color light is a word."

Tang Yi asked in confusion: "Word? What word?"

"cloud!"

Tang Yi's body was shocked and he said: "Jiang Yun's cloud?"

Lu Yourong nodded, but then shook his head and said: "The nine-color light contained extremely terrifying power. The moment it first appeared, I glanced at it with my Taoist eye, and then I didn't dare to look at it any more. , because if I continue to read, I will definitely go blind."

"So, I'm not sure. I can only vaguely feel that it looks like the word 'cloud'!"

After listening, Tang Yi was silent for a long time before continuing: "No matter what secrets Senior Brother Jiang has, I only know that he has saved our lives!"

Lu Yourong didn't speak, but nodded vigorously.

The two of them looked at the countless densely packed Life Spirit Stones on the ground again, and they couldn't help but reveal a wry smile on their faces.

In that dark world, Jiang Yun finally closed his mouth and stopped howling.

And all the huge cracks that were originally densely covered disappeared without a trace under the illumination of the nine-color light.

The whole world returned to silence, as if nothing had ever happened.

Although Jiang Yun still had his eyes closed tightly and his breath was like a gossamer, the skills of the human world quietly emerged in his mind.

A clear understanding of death haunted his mind.

One of the eight sufferings in the world is the suffering of death!

Even Jiang Yun himself didn't expect that his actions this time, which he just wanted to attract a large number of Yin spirits, actually gave him an unexpected gain, and he realized the art of death and suffering among the Eight Sufferings!

It was precisely because of the pain of death that he saved his life at the moment when it almost disappeared!

With the enlightenment of the Eight Painful Techniques, Jiang Yun's life fire, which originally had only a few sparks left, rekindled and started burning again bit by bit.

From sparks, it became flames, from flames, it became flames.

Naturally, this also made Jiang Yun's breathing gradually become more stable, allowing his lost vitality to return again.

Jiang Yun's eyelids began to tremble slightly. It was obvious that he was about to wake up and escape from this dark world.

But at this moment, an old voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

"Yunwazi, be careful, after you..."

However, before the voice could finish speaking, it was interrupted by an inexplicable force!

Even Jiang Wanli, who was far away in the unknown place, suddenly felt as if he was struck by lightning. His whole body suddenly flew backwards, fell heavily to the ground, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth.

"Uncle Jiang!"

The burly man, Jiang Mu, the head of Jiang Village, was slightly startled, and immediately rushed to Jiang Wanli's side, anxiously saying: "Uncle Jiang, what's wrong with you?"

Jiang Wanli seemed not to hear Jiang Mu's voice, and stared into the distance. After a long time, he squeezed out two words from between his clenched teeth: "Dao Zun!"