Many ancient books in the world record that spiritual scholars have a long journey of cultivation, and no one knows where the other side of cultivation is. It can also be said that there is no record of the other side of cultivation in the thousands of ancient books. However, there are many ancient books that once said that only after realizing the Taoist pattern is realized, it is true to enter the Taoist sect.

Whether Lu Jiang can control the Taoist pattern is unknown in what year or month, or even... he will never be qualified to enter that field in his entire life. But no matter what, even though someone has already stood on the other side of cultivation, he has also climbed to that level step by step. Therefore, the road to waiting for Lu Jiang is still very long and long.

He sank into the decayed Taoist pattern, as if there was no more Lu Jiang in the world, only the decayed Taoist pattern. Lu Jiang forgot everything and forgot everything. If Lu Jiang was sober at this time, he would definitely find that his body gradually decayed. He, who was originally strong, gradually aging under this decayed power, became increasingly fragile, and in the end, he was almost weak. At this time, Lu Jiang was undoubtedly the most fragile, and I am afraid that any ordinary person could kill him here.

Time flies, and Lu Jiang is like swimming in the sea of ​​the decayed Taoist patterns. The decayed Taoist patterns he realized from the Sigou Peak are constantly being derived and gradually being improved. It can also be said that Lu Jiang is getting farther and farther away from the decayed Taoist patterns on the Sigou Peak at this time, and he gradually integrated his own perception into the decayed Taoist patterns. If Lu Jiang can be derived, then the decayed Taoist patterns he understood are unique.

Not only the dead Taoist patterns understood by Lu Jiang, but all of the thousands of Taoist patterns in the world are unique, because these Taoist patterns are integrated into the personal perceptions of those who have comprehended Taoist patterns.

Chaos is vast and unknown. Even if there is really a controller of chaos in the world, he will not know what kind of power it contains.

Chaos is fair. She will not favor someone or something. How much she can get and how much she can realize depends on her own fortune, luck and dedication.

Lu Jiang is lucky and sad. He was lucky to catch the decayed Taoist pattern on Siguo Peak. Sadly, he could only survive this disaster by relying on the decayed Taoist pattern.

Because when Lu Jiang realized the decayed Taoist pattern on the peak of Si Gou, Lu Jiang noticed a force of vitality, and the power of vitality and the decay are merged together, which also caused Lu Jiang to instinctively degenerate the decayed Taoist pattern towards the power of vitality at this time. He wanted to survive with the power of vitality.

On the tenth day when Lujiang sank into the Decayed Dao pattern, the originally densely populated trees around them continued to fall, and the flowers and plants under the big trees had already withered, and this situation gradually spread from the surroundings of Lujiang toward the entire mountain.

Half a month later, some disciples living on this mountain had noticed an abnormality. Not only were the leaves falling, but even the spiritual energy of heaven and earth faded a lot, as if there was an inexplicable force that was silently decaying these spiritual energy.

After the first month, many disciples who came to watch the mountain where these nine generations of disciples lived had gathered with many disciples who came to watch. Many disciples were staring at Lu Jiang, who was covered in dry blood in front of the house, and they all looked surprised. Lu Jiang had already become famous in the battle of the market. At this time, how could Lu Jiang not surprise them? Some people even speculated that Lu Jiang was too seriously injured in the last battle of the market and had already exhausted the lamp.

On the fortieth day when Lujiang sinks into the Decayed Dao pattern.

On this day, there were already thousands of disciples around Lu Jiang. There were already news that Lu Jiang was practicing in seclusion. What surprised countless disciples was that they could be closed like this. What was the closure? While talking, many disciples whispered softly, for fear of disturbing Lu Jiang. Some disciples deliberately opened their voices and muttered loudly, not lacking in trying to interfere with Lu Jiang's practice.

In the crowd, Chou Sheng, wearing a black robe, was staring at Lu Jiang with a silent and inexplicable aura, and an inexplicable gray light appeared in his eyes. Staring at Lu Jiang, he murmured: "What kind of aura is this? It actually contains a trace of death? No, this is not a real death energy, but what kind of aura can deprive all things of life except death energy?" Chou Sheng's eyes moved to the withered trees around him, and his expression became inconsistent.

Since he first met Lu Jiang, Congsheng felt something on Lu Jiang's body. Even Congsheng didn't know what this thing was, but what was certain was that when faced with that thing, he felt a sense of joy and excitement in his body. Originally, Congsheng thought that Lu Jiang could not escape from his palms, but in the battle in the market, Lu Jiang made him feel a sense of crisis. Now, there was something similar to Congsheng in the aura emitted by Lu Jiang, which made Congsheng both start and anxious. What was shocked was that Lu Jiang might have mastered some kind of power, and what was anxious was that Congsheng believed that Lu Jiang might have obtained some kind of power from the things he liked.

According to Chou Sheng's ruthless style, he would not give a potential enemy the opportunity to grow. But before he came, his master had already warned him not to move Lu Jiang in Tianyun Sect, otherwise even the master would not be able to protect him. This undoubtedly made Chou Sheng feel regretful. If he had known this, he would have killed Lu Jiang in the library.

On the other side, a young man wearing a purple robe and aura was celebrating and striking, feeling the breath emitted by Lu Jiang. The young man suddenly muttered to himself: "This breath is similar to the breath on Sigo Peak. Could it be that he realized the Taoist pattern on Sigo Peak? How could it be?" The young man was shocked, but after thinking for a moment, his eyes dimly, and he thought to himself: "If it weren't, then why would that amazing existence come forward to protect him?"

If Lu Jiang knew what the young man was thinking, he would probably be shocked. This young man could feel the aura he emitted was the same as on Sigo Peak. There were only two possibilities. One was that the young man also realized the Taoist patterns on Sigo Peak. The other was that this young man was particularly sensitive to Taoist patterns. No matter which one could see the extraordinaryness of this young man.

"It's worthy of being the Tianyun Sect. Who would have thought that a nine-generation disciple was hiding such a terrifying person? This breath alone would be enough to become my opponent of Shou Cang." A young man in animal skin murmured.

While many disciples were amazed, an eighth generation disciple came to the front of the crowd silently. While everyone was talking, the eighth generation disciple suddenly sacred a spiritual sword and ran towards Lu Jiang like a cheetah. When he approached Lu Jiang, he suddenly raised the spiritual sword and swung it towards Lu Jiang's neck.

Everyone was shocked. They never expected that at this time someone would want to kill Lu Jiang, but no one took action to stop him. Just as the eyes of the eight generations of disciples were flashing with surprise, a sound of breaking through the air suddenly exploded, and a giant sword slashed down in the air, instantly splitting the disciple into two.

At this time, a young man walked out of the crowd. He was wearing the blue sect garment of three generations of disciples. His ordinary appearance was full of haze. He coldly swept across the disciples around him. The giant sword in the air fell into the hands of the young man in blue. He said coldly: "Whoever dares to sneak attack on his elder brother again, this disciple will be his fate."

Many ordinary disciples took a deep breath. The sudden attacks of the eight generations of disciples had already surprised them. Now the ruthless attacks of the young man in blue made them creepy, especially the giant sword with green light, which exuded a strong power, like a mountain pressing on their hearts. This giant sword is absolutely of extraordinary rank.

This young man in blue clothes was Yuan Chong who had been in seclusion since he entered the sect. To this day, Yuan Chong had already washed away his past downfall, and his face was no longer as immature as before, and he had more confidence. He wore a neat blue clothes and sword-like eyebrows, and his whole body seemed full of energy. He had been in seclusion for more than a year, and Yuan Chong had entered the middle stage of Rongqi Realm.

After leaving the customs, Yuan Chong asked Lu Jiang again about his whereabouts. When the Brutal War King told Lu Jiang what he had experienced for more than a year, Yuan Chong was shocked and furious again. When he asked Lu Jiang's residence, he rushed over at full speed. He happened to see these eight generations of disciples sneaking into Lu Jiang. The angry Yuan Chong killed him without hesitation.
Chapter completed!