Chapter 177: Dao

If the seal combined with this scar is only for protection, then Jiang Yun can understand it.
However, Jiang Yun did not think that this seal actually sealed what was in his body.
What is it that will make Grandpa want to seal on his own body?
And it is not difficult to see that this seal is not a one-time molding, but in a period of 16 years, a little bit appeared until the final shape.
If you want to know the answer, it is very simple. You can tell yourself the spirit of the demon.
However, after a long silence, Jiang Yun slowly shook his head and said: "Thank you for your predecessors, but this seal, I still don't want to unravel now."
Jiang Yun didn't want to unravel, but wanted to wait until he returned to Lushan. When he returned to Jiangcun, he asked his grandfather and then untied it by his grandfather.
Regardless of the purpose of Grandpa, he has to leave a seal on his body;
I don't know what my body is, but what kind of secrets are hidden, but Jiang Yun can at least be certain that Grandpa will not harm himself.
Everything Grandpa has done is definitely for himself, in order to protect himself.
If you let the spirit of the demon now unpack the seal, it will hurt the grandfather's heart and live up to the good intentions of Grandpa!
The man shrugged his shoulders and said, "I said, it is up to you."
After a pause, the man continued: "Since this gift you refused, then I will change a gift!"
"No, it..."
Jiang Yun just refused, but the man had already stretched out a finger and gently clicked on Jiang Yun’s eyebrows.
Jiang Yun can clearly feel that a heat flow, flowing down the man's fingertips, into his body, and directly rushed to the twelfth meridian, into the demon.
"I am sending you, it is my strength, although not too strong, but killing the Taoist once, it is still possible!"
Jiang Yun couldn't help but take a deep breath and breathe a cold breath----killing the Taoist territory once, what a powerful force it should be.
"Well, I am a little tired, I will not leave you, I hope I will see you again soon, or that Lujia descendant!"
When the voice fell, the handsome man swung his sleeves, and Jiang Yun only felt that his body was wrapped in a breeze and suddenly vacated.
Suddenly, what Jiang Yun thought of, hurriedly asked: "Predecessors, have not asked your high name!"
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I didn't get the answer from the handsome man, but in front of Jiang Yun's eyes, the clouds of the group were extremely fast and composed of two huge words that exude ancient flavors.
Oh heaven!
Just seeing these two words, let Jiang Yun's heart deep, the oil suddenly raised a sense of smallness, not the physical small, but the strength of the small!
Although Haotian was closed, the power of the silk demon that he left behind was far greater than his own imagination.
How powerful would this real awkward day be at its peak?
"浑天,浑天!"
Just as Jiang Yun was immersed in emotion, Bai Ze’s sharp screams suddenly sounded.
"God, the road is enchanting, the road is enchanting, one of the eight avenues, God, it turns out that this demon is actually a scorpion!"
"Jiang Yun, you, have you just been, have you seen the sky?"
Jiang Yun knows that it was inevitable that Haotian had isolated Bai Ze’s knowledge, and now with his departure, Bai Ze’s knowledge has regained his freedom.
Nodded, Jiang Yun tried to make his tone sound calmer: "Yes, talk to him!"
After a moment of silence, Bai Ze screamed again: "Ah! I am mad at me, why I didn't see it, why didn't I talk to him!"
"Day, eight avenue demon, that is the Eight Avenues demon, all the devils work hard!"
Bai Ze’s words suddenly turned, and Jiang Yan said to him:
Is it right? You sealed my knowledge.

"Not what I did, it should be what the predecessors did!"
Jiang Yun did not dare to elaborate on his own experience. For fear of re-stimulation to Bai Ze, he hurriedly shifted the topic: "Yes, what do you mean by the Eight Avenues?"
"Don't tell you!"
Although Ming knows that Jiang Yun is telling the truth, his own knowledge is isolated by Haotian, but Bai Ze obviously still cannot control his inner anger.
It is a precious opportunity to see one of the eight avenues of the demon!
But Hao Tian has isolated his own knowledge, which makes Bai Ze really unable to swallow this breath.
For Bai Ze’s refusal, Jiang Yun did not ask at all.
Because he is very familiar with Bai Ze's character, knowing that Bai Ze is not only excited about emotions, but also particularly loves to show his knowledge of omniscience.
Sure enough, even a short time is not enough, Bai Ze himself can not stretch the road: "eight avenues, naturally is the birth of the Yaozu history, the most powerful eight demon."
"It is said that their strength has been so powerful that they can kill a world and wave their hands to make the masses dissipate."
"Just, the eight-avenue demon is too mysterious, and the time of birth has been too long, so in addition to their names and life, all the demons are well remembered, but their appearance is rumored. less."

浑天 is one of them, and it is also the closest demon to us, so the story about his life is the most widely spread.

"It is said that he once used his own power. Within one day, even the seven avenues of the road, you must know that it is a road, not a small break-up like you!"
"And, it is said that he has also been to the monument, because he did not record his name, so he and the stalker hit a big shot..."
"Ah, I understand! I said, how can there be no name on the tablet? Because he is the demon of the seal, but this courage is too big, even the people who keep the monument are not in the eye. ""
"Wait a day, if I am also closed, then I must learn to learn the day, go to the monument, and go to the monument..."
Having said that, Bai Ze’s endless voice suddenly stopped.
Jiang Yun, who was fascinated by the news, did not open his mouth to ask, but the pupil narrowed slightly and looked at his own eyes.
Because at this moment, he has left the foggy world and is in a white world.
Although there are still mountains and mountains, there are towering jungles, and there are huge rocks, but everything is covered with a thick layer of white, giving a strong chill.
When you breathe, there will be a white mist, like a long dragon, squirting from the nose and mouth.
Above the sky, there are countless pieces of white things like feathers that are constantly falling.
Jiang Yun couldn't help but spread his hand, letting one of them be white, and fluttering in his palm.
The ice was cool and cool, and it was extremely soft. With a light grip, the white color turned into water and flowed out between the fingers of Jiang Yun.
"what is this?"
When I heard Jiang Yun’s problem, Bai Ze’s strange voice sounded after a long time:
You won’t even see this before?

Jiang Yun calmly shook his head and said: "No!"
"Whether it's white around, or falling above the sky, they're called --- snow!"