Reborn Tianlong: I practice martial arts for immortality

Jiang Weichen didn't stop, but just asked: "Tell me, how did you manage to be reborn by dripping blood?"

"I don't know. I can control it with my mind. My essence can turn into blood, and I can regenerate flesh and blood with my mind control."

Jiang Weichen frowned. Xiaoyaozi had no idea at all? He was the one who sent out the thought, and that person cooperated to complete everything.

"Don't your blood rebirth have any side effects?"

“Yes, my realm will drop after rebirth, but I don’t know about other side effects.

Let me go, I am just a pawn of his. If you kill me and provoke that person, you will surely die."

"Then you don't need to worry about it." Jiang Weichen finished speaking and accelerated the refining and purification.

"Ah... Jiang Weichen, spare... ah... spare me, I... I can tell you the technique used in the [Desire Sea Devouring Heart Art]."

"Your life and death are controlled by others. You are destined to be my enemy. I will not give you a chance."

Although his martial arts skills were good, he was unable to compete with that person and could not break his control over Xiaoyaozi.

A quarter of an hour later, Xiaoyaozi was completely silent. Jiang Weichen was worried, so he refined and purified it again.

The spiritual consciousness and mental power observed through the silkworm pupa and found that there was indeed no fluctuation of consciousness in the blood.

"Is Xiaoyaozi dead?" Duan Siping and Zhao Kuangyin came forward and asked.

Chapter 579: The origin of the Yandao Tower?

"Is Xiaoyaozi dead?"

Jiang Weichen shook his head. He didn't know. Logically speaking, the person who was refined and purified by the [Heavenly Silkworm Divine Art] would have his essence, spirit and soul sucked away, and everything turned into energy. It was equivalent to all the essence being broken down and reorganized. Such a person could not survive, but this person was Xiaoyaozi, the Xiaoyaozi who could be reborn with a drop of blood.

Jiang Weichen wasn't sure, but there was nothing he could do. He removed the silkworm chrysalis, and a drop of blood emerged. The three of them observed for a long time, and Duan Siping said, "He should be dead, right?"

But Zhao Kuangyin immediately retorted, "Not necessarily!"

Jiang Weichen looked at him, and Zhao Kuangyin said, "I am becoming more and more uneasy."

Jiang Weichen frowned, feeling a little uneasy. Logically speaking, he had a strong mind and should have sensed the crisis first.

But Zhao Kuangyin had been uneasy since the Jin Dynasty, and Jiang Weichen had a vague feeling that something might happen to Zhao Kuangyin.

"Fellow Daoist's uneasiness may not come from Xiaoyaozi, but from the owner of that blood." Jiang Weichen looked towards the west.

The two men looked towards the west, but saw nothing except vast mountains and wilderness.

However, Xu Wenbing and Xiaoyaozi came to the Xiake Island together, but now only Xiaoyaozi is seen, not Xu Wenbing.

Duan Siping speculated, "Could it be that Xu Wenbing fled westward?"

Jiang Weichen nodded and said, "Just now, my heart merged with the earth veins, and my sensing range increased greatly. I could vaguely sense that he was more than 20 miles away.

When Xiaoyaozi fell into a disadvantageous position, he fled westward, apparently planning to take a boat to the Song Dynasty or another island to take refuge."

Having fought with Xiaoyaozi before, he was naturally familiar with the aura of people who practiced magic.

Apart from Xiaoyaozi, the only person practicing magic on the Island of Knights was Xu Wenbing who came with him.

"Do you want to chase him?" Zhao Kuangyin asked.

"We must chase him. Even if we don't kill him for the time being, we must detain him and force him to tell us everything. Otherwise, if he continues to cause trouble outside, it will only bring us greater trouble." Jiang Weichen replied.

After saying this, he looked at Zhao Kuangyin and said again: "Since you have concerns, then wait here. I will go after him alone."

"I'll go with you. It'll be better if there's someone to look after us." Duan Siping said.

Duan Siping knew that the man was not easy to deal with, but without Jiang Weichen, he would have turned into a handful of earth.

Jiang Weichen nodded, looked at the blood in front of him, and was about to put it away, but suddenly a suction force came from his heart palace, and under this suction force, the blood suddenly disappeared.

"How could this happen?" Jiang Weichen was shocked. The blood entered his heart like a medicinal herb, but he was not going to absorb it. He only wanted to seal it.

But now, the second level of the Yandao Tower, which had been completed for two years without any movement, actually absorbed the blood.

"Not dead?" Duan Siping and Zhao Kuangyin exclaimed, "Fellow Daoist Jiang, how are you?"

Jiang Weichen ignored the two of them, his mind sinking into his heart. The drop of blood was suspended in the second floor of the Yandao Tower.

This second layer has been completed for two years, but its function has never been figured out. Is it finally going to be revealed today?

Under his mental gaze, a misty and vast aura emanated from the second floor of the Yandao Tower, which revealed a sense of Taoism.

Under that breath, the drop of blood that Xiaoyaozi transformed into seemed to be decomposed, and the blood gradually separated into three parts.

One part is crystal clear and flawless, without a trace of impurities, and should be pure energy.

Although some of them are small, they are as black as dirt and have a faint fishy smell. These are impurities.

Jiang Weichen looked at all this, thinking deeply. So, is the function of the second level of the Yandao Tower to decompose and purify?

[Heavenly Silkworm Magic] was indeed unable to completely purify the blood.

Although Jiang Weichen had a guess, it still needed to be verified. He looked at the other part, which was a crystal that was forming and flashing with divine light.

"What is this?" Jiang Weichen couldn't see it. He tried to figure out what it was with his mind, but something strange happened.

Jiang Weichen looked at the blood that had not yet completely decomposed, and saw a somewhat illusory consciousness gradually taking shape. His face could not be seen clearly, but he did not look like Xiaoyaozi.

Jiang Weichen's heart tightened. As expected, that person's consciousness was inside Xiaoyaozi's body, and it had not been refined and purified.

As the consciousness gradually took shape and began to approach its true appearance, Jiang Weichen saw its face clearly and became even more panicked.

The man's hair was as red as flames, his face was cold and strange, and there was a circle formed by red lines between his eyebrows. Above the circle were seven rune lines that seemed real and illusory.

When Jiang Weichen looked at the ring, all kinds of desires suddenly arose in his heart. He quickly withdrew his gaze, horrified.

What should I do? The man's separate consciousness entered his heart palace. This is too dangerous. Should I take action first?

But inside the Heart Palace, he had no other means except his spiritual awareness and mental power. Should he take action?

What if he didn't do it and angered him again? This was inside his heart, and he didn't have the means to revive himself by dripping blood.

Jiang Weichen was in a panic, his thoughts racing. But the consciousness ignored him. After glancing around, it murmured, "Heart Palace... Heart Realm... The Way of the Soul... This... This is..."

An emotion of shock was revealed, and Jiang Weichen clearly sensed that the source of his shock was the Yandao Tower.

Jiang Weichen's mind remained silent, silently focusing on the second floor of the Yandao Tower.

His spiritual consciousness and mental power were pervasive, and as long as this consciousness showed the tendency to take action, he would fight to the death.

"Is this a tower made from a trace of the world's origin? You actually have this opportunity? Who is so wasteful as to use a trace of the world's origin to refine such a thing?

Hmm... why does this refining technique seem so familiar? No... this is my own refining method."

Jiang Weichen listened to his shocked murmurs. Was the Yandao Tower made from a trace of the world's origin?

But who refined it? From what he said, the person who refined this Yandao Tower is related to this devil.

Jiang Weichen felt a tightness in his heart. The Yandao Tower took root in his heart palace, but he couldn't control it, and his heart palace was related to his cultivation.

At this time, the consciousness body looked through the second floor to the first floor. He did not even look at the series of precious medicinal materials placed there, but looked at the word "Tao".

"This... this is the word 'Tao' formed by the authority of Heaven. How is it possible that you have a part of the authority of Heaven? This is impossible. How could a lucky ant like you obtain the authority of Heaven?" the consciousness roared.

Jiang Weichen was surprised. Was that "Tao" a manifestation of the Heavenly Dao's authority? Was it the Heavenly Dao authority I was thinking of?

"No wonder a phantom river of time appeared when he sat cross-legged before the word 'Tao'. No wonder all the exercises he practiced, and even the experiments on the efficacy of his medicinal pills, went flawlessly."

"But I have the authority of Heaven, how come I didn't feel it? If I have the authority of Heaven, then why was I rejected by Heaven and Earth before?

Since it is my Heavenly Dao authority, why did it transform into the word "Dao" and appear in a tower built by someone else? "

Jiang Weichen resolved some of his doubts, but too many more arose. Before he could think, an eager and greedy voice rang out, "Boy, if you will give up this Heavenly Dao authority, I will accept you as my disciple and teach you everything I know. How do you think?"

Jiang Weichen was stunned and spoke for the first time: "Senior, isn't the authority of the Heavenly Dao granted by the Heavenly Dao? Can it be transferred privately? This is a mess, right?"

Chapter 580: Dregs, Energy, and Mysterious Crystals

The consciousness's excited expression froze, and in his shock and anxiety he forgot all these things. He quickly calmed down and thought about why Jiang Weichen had obtained a part of the authority of the Heavenly Dao, which was impossible for him to obtain with his strength.

After a careful inspection, he found that the refining method of this Yandao Tower was his, and there was the aura of Jiang Weichen on it. This aura was very strong, not the ant he saw now.

After a brief moment of contemplation, he seemed to have a sudden realization and murmured, "The plot of those cowards has succeeded. It's ridiculous that I came here to stop them, but ended up becoming part of it."

Although he didn't know what the group of people on Zuxing were planning, since they were hostile, he naturally stopped them. So he gave a drop of blood to choose one of them, but now he found that he had become a part of promoting this plan.

The more Jiang Weichen listened, the more confused he became. At this time, the essence and blood transformed by Xiaoyaozi had already decomposed.

The ethereal and vast aura began to decompose the consciousness. The consciousness resisted a little, but could not get out, so it simply gave up and let it decompose, not caring at all.

Illusion is destined to evolve into reality, and this group of lucky people are the driving force behind it all.

"It's a pity that I chose the wrong person. It's a pity that you took the initiative. The person I chose couldn't stop you, nor could he compete with you for the final fruit.

Boy, I, the Demon Lord of Seven Emotions, Xu Wenbing, am thirty miles to the west. I am waiting for you there. If you don't come, I will find you."

As the words fell, the consciousness gradually dissipated, and wisps of aura that Jiang Weichen could not understand flowed towards the crystal that was shining with divine light.

After a moment, everything vanished, leaving only a flawless ball of energy, a cloud of dirt, and a crystal suspended.

Jiang Weichen couldn't calm down at all. He had too many questions, but no one could answer them.

The Demon Lord of Seven Emotions was thirty miles away. Should he go there? The crisis in his heart told him that the man had bad intentions.

He also said that the person he chose could not stop me. Now he is not going to let Xu Wenbing escape and is ready to take action.

But if he doesn't go now, he will have to face it sooner or later, he can't hide.

"Boss Fuyaozi, where are you now? Do you know the situation here?" Jiang Weichen was helpless.

"Forget it, there's no point in overthinking it. Let's try out the functions of the second floor of the Yandao Tower first."

Jiang Weichen's mind moved, and the thousand-year-old medicinal herbs stored on the first floor appeared on the second floor.

The medicinal herbs were quietly suspended in the air, but they didn't seem to be breaking down. Jiang Weichen was stunned. Was I wrong? The people on the second floor of the Yandao Hall were picky eaters?

Never mind, I’ll do the experiment later. Now let’s just study the three things that are decomposed from it.

Jiang Weichen put away the medicinal materials and looked at the three things inside. The black and smelly ones should be dregs.

But in order not to miss it, he immersed his mind in it and observed it carefully. Only after confirming that it was dregs did he think about it and throw it away.

Just like collecting and releasing medicinal herbs, the dregs went directly to the outside world without passing through his body.

This Yandao Tower involves the Dao of Space. It's a pity that he couldn't comprehend anything about it. The Dao of Space is still too profound.