Chapter 8633 Whirlpool Monster

Jiang Yun was really ecstatic when he suddenly heard his master's voice, and his whole body began to tremble uncontrollably due to excitement.

Since the formation of the Ten Deaths and No Life Formation, although Jiang Yun has always had a ray of hope burning in his heart, the loneliness and sadness of living alone have eroded this ray of hope little by little, making it increasingly dim.

Even, it looks like it will be extinguished.

Fortunately, the appearance of Dao Rang added fuel to this fire of hope, making the fire a little stronger again.

At this moment, Gu Bu Lao's voice was like a handful of oil pouring on the fire of hope, causing it to burn brightly.

Jiang Yun wanted to ask loudly where the master was, but he was worried that the consciousness or spiritual consciousness belonging to Kun Ling in his body would notice it and ruin the master's plan.

Therefore, Jiang Yun could only suppress the excitement in his heart and looked at the lines above his head, above the light mask!

Not only did Jiang Yun have an in-depth study of patterns, but he also gained Jiang Yiyun's insights into patterns.

What's more, in the falling plane of Longwen Red Cauldron, I gained the inheritance of Wen Xuanzi, a senior monk who only cultivated patterns!

Jiang Yun, who has the strengths of three families, can be said to be at the master level in his understanding of patterns.

Whether it was a Taoist pattern or a Dharma pattern, even if he had never seen it before, he could distinguish it at a glance and guess its general function.

But at this moment, when his eyes looked at the lines on the mask, he felt a strange feeling that he had never felt before.

Those lines are not numerous in number and have various styles.

Some are horizontal and vertical, like the strokes of words.

Some are crooked and curved, as if they were children's graffiti.

All the textures look very simple and monotonous.

But Jiang Yun couldn't even say he understood them. He couldn't even tell what kind of patterns they belonged to.

It's not like the Dao pattern, but it seems to coincide with the Dao pattern.

What made Jiang Yun even more helpless was that he had obviously engraved a certain pattern deeply in his mind, but when he looked away, the pattern immediately disappeared from his mind.

His mind really couldn't remember it, so he used his finger as a knife to imitate and carve these lines on his body.

However, no matter how hard he tried, he could not carve even a simple line after his body was covered with blood and his skin was torn.

It seems that these lines can only be seen, not drawn, or remembered.

Although the situation he experienced before him was very strange, Jiang Yun was not too surprised.

If the master could ask the master to specifically remind him to write down the lines at this time, if it were so easy to memorize, then there would be no need for the master to speak.

Moreover, Jiang Yun vaguely felt that the reason why these lines appeared on the light mask was probably because of this rune platform and the array of sentient beings arranged by the sentient beings in the cauldron!

In short, the real purpose of the Formation of All Beings is to make these lines appear.

Jiang Yun put aside all distracting thoughts and continued to work hard to remember these lines.

At this moment, Jiang Yun is not the only one who is working hard to memorize these lines, there are many, many more... who are also memorizing them!

At the same time, Daojun, who had been sitting at the mouth of the tripod, using his own power to disperse the lin, opened his eyes.

Although there was a hint of exhaustion on his face, there was excitement and excitement that could not be concealed in his eyes!

Because, his consciousness also saw the lines that Jiang Yun was trying to memorize!

However, the lines he saw were not on some light mask, but on the tripod body that had been half submerged in the sea of ​​blood.

Naturally, these sudden lines are the tripod patterns that Baji is discussing!

The appearance of the cauldron pattern means that Daojun has at least partially succeeded in raising the cauldron.

However, the current Dao Lord, like Jiang Yun, cannot memorize these tripod patterns by simply looking at them.

However, Daojun was in no hurry.

Because when he thought about it, there was no one left to compete with him for the Red Dragon Wen Cauldron.

He has plenty of time to read slowly, memorize slowly, and comprehend slowly.

Therefore, he quickly withdrew his consciousness from the cauldron pattern and turned to look at the sea of ​​blood that had already submerged half of the cauldron.

Then, he looked at the nearly ten thousand clones of himself scattered throughout the cauldron, as well as Di Zun, Beichenzi and others who were climbing higher and higher as the blood sea rose.

There is also a huge vortex that is also placed in the upper part of the cauldron, like a whirlpool containing endless starlight.

And, a monster beast with a single horn that looks like a deer!

Although this whirlpool and a monster are located in the upper part of the cauldron, they are clearly one on the left and one on the right.

Seeing all this in his eyes, Daojun said to himself: "At this point, there should be no living beings left alive in the cauldron."

Obviously, he could not see the Tomb of All Beings submerged by the sea of ​​blood, nor could he see Jiang Yun, Dao soil, and the screen of light inside.

"Gu Bu Lao, Jiang Yun, after fighting with you for so long, I really miss you a little!"

The corners of Daojun's mouth raised, showing a sneer, he closed his eyes again, and continued to integrate his power into the sea of ​​blood to continue Sanlin.

Two days later, Jiang Yun in the Tomb of All Living Beings slightly closed his bloodshot eyes.

But he opened his eyes again, raised his hands, slapped his cheeks hard, and shook his head vigorously.

If he looked at these runes for a little longer, Jiang Yun would feel very tired and want to sleep.

He could only use such a simple method to keep himself awake.

"Huff, huh, huh!"

He took a few deep breaths and murmured, "I must remember, I must remember."

In the past two days, Jiang Yun used all the methods he could think of, and really tried his best to remember the tripod pattern on the light shield.

But unfortunately, with only the strength of his physical body left, he could not remember even one pattern without any cultivation!

And the master's voice did not sound again.

This naturally made him extremely self-blame, hating himself for not being able to remember these patterns.

Dao Rang, who was on the side, finally stabilized his emotions gradually after seeing that the sea of ​​blood could not destroy the light shield.

When Jiang Yun was memorizing the Ding pattern, it also looked at the Ding pattern a few times, but it was not interested at all, so it stayed by its side and did not disturb Jiang Yun.

At this moment, Jiang Yun's reaction made it reluctant to say: "Don't worry."

"Or, I will help you to condense your Dao heart again and let your cultivation return."

Jiang Yun's eyes suddenly lit up, like a drowning man grabbing a life-saving straw, he grabbed Dao Rang hard and nodded repeatedly: "Okay!"

Now he really missed his Dao heart and his cultivation.

If he could have cultivation, even if he couldn't remember it, there would be other ways.

For example, swallow the light shield and runes, or bring them into dreams.

Since Dao Rang can help him condense his Dao heart, he is of course willing to do so.

Dao Rang broke free from Jiang Yun's hands, and a little light suddenly lit up on his round body, like starlight.

"Hmm?"

At this moment, Daojun suddenly opened his eyes, uttered a light exclamation, and looked at the vortex suspended in the upper part of the cauldron with his spiritual consciousness!