The World That Tao Rules

Seeing the reaction of the people, the old man naturally understood their thoughts and explained with a smile: "In this world, we still have many other people who are still alive!"

"Don't forget, Jiang Yun just made a vow!"

"If Jiang Yun and us are enemies because of the death of Dongfang Bo, then I am afraid that after that, our lonely people will really disappear forever."

"So, our sacrifice is not for the Oriental Bo, but for our people!"

The old man looked at the eight people deeply and said: "And tell the truth, such a life, such a life, you still have not lived enough!"

The old man's words, let the eight still silent.

In fact, for their own life, they are indeed bored.

Just like Jiang Yun’s sympathy for them.

They seem to have unlimited life, but beyond that, they have nothing to show off.

They can't live with their friends and family. They can't travel the world, look at the scenery they have never seen and touched, and they can't even stay awake for a long time!

The last time they woke up, or when their family was taken away by Ji Kongfan, they did not know how long it had passed.

They can only stay in the altar of heaven and earth, and can only guard the altar of heaven and earth, and never leave here.

Is this alive, still alive?

Is this life worthy of nostalgia?

The people looked at each other again. However, apart from the old man, the eyes of the other eight were still full of reluctance.

Obviously, even if such a life is boring, they still feel nostalgic and do not want to die.

Finally, the strong child of the child said: "Even if we display the death sacrifice, we will not be able to save the Oriental Bo!"

"His situation is different from the original."

"At the beginning his soul was at least complete, but now his soul is full of cracks. Can we heal all these cracks?"

"Plus, he also does not have the cultivation at all. Our sacrifice of death, at most, can delay his life for a while, and it will not be too long. Do you think this is necessary?"

This time it is the turn of the old man to be silent.

Because these words are correct, sacrificing their infinite lives and letting the Eastern Bodo, who is almost equal to the waste, live for a few days and months, does not have any meaning.

"I have a way!" Suddenly, the woman opened her mouth.

Everyone suddenly looked at her.

"Oriental Bo's body is good, the soul is worth it. It still contains the breath of our lonely people, and can also be regarded as a true Mongolian."

"In this case, we can fully integrate Dongfang Bo into the altar of heaven and earth."

"If he can be like us, and truly integrate with the altar of heaven and earth, that would be the best."

"Even if not, the altar of heaven and earth may be able to shelter him and protect him from dying so quickly."

"As long as I can let him persist for a while, then we can tell Jiang Yun the truth, let Jiang Yun find ways to save the East Bo during this time."

"If Jiang Yun can find a way, it will naturally be a joy."

"If Jiang Yun can't find it, then we can be considered to be benevolent, even Jiang Yun will be grateful to us!"

As soon as I heard the woman’s words, everyone was bright and nodded.

Heaven and earth altar, only the ethnic group can be integrated into it, and their infinite life is provided by the altar of heaven and earth, which may also continue the life of Dongfang Bo!

"Jiang Yun!"

Nine people finally reached an agreement, and the old man immediately spoke.

Jiang Yun is still in front of Dongfang Bo, and he ignores the voice of the old man.

The old man understands Jiang Yun’s current mood. I didn’t care about it: “Maybe, we have a way to help Dongfang Bo!”

Jiang Yun's body trembled, and suddenly turned to look at the old man, his face showed the color of the wings: "What?"

"As long as you can save my master, let me do anything!"

The old man simply said that he and others thought of the way.

After listening to Jiang Yun, he meditated for a moment: "This method seems to be somewhat inappropriate."

"Where is it wrong?"

Jiang Yundao: "The soul of my master is already fragile to the extreme, and I can't accommodate any external force at all."

"If you follow your method, you will have to shoot him. I am worried that I will not be able to integrate him into the altar. Your strength will let him fly first!"

The old man smiled and said: "For other places, Dongfang Bo certainly cannot accept any other power, but it is ok in the altar of heaven and earth!"

"The nine of us were selected by the altar at the beginning and integrated into the altar. We did not feel any power at all."

For the explanation of the old man, Jiang Yun is still not very reassured.

However, he knows that the physical body and soul of the masters contain a large number of the majority of the ethnic tribes. This altar of heaven and earth is the sacred object of the loner, then perhaps the method they said is really effective.

The most important thing is that in addition to this method, Jiang Yun can not find other better ways.

Therefore, he looked up and said to the old man: "How can you succeed in this way?"

"Ten percent did not dare to say, but fifty or six percent is still there!"

Five or six percent of the possibilities!

For Jiang Yun, it is worth taking a chance!

"Okay, then there is work!"

Jiang Yun finally stood up and bowed to the nine people: "As long as you are really helping me to save my brother, no matter whether it is ultimately successful or not, this kind of kindness, Jiang Yun will remember it!"

Nine people are equally clenched, and they say the same thing: "Reassured, we should do our best!"

Jiang Yun retreated to the side, but the gods knew that the Oriental Bo was completely wrapped up without reservation.

Nine strong strongmen reached out and the nine stone monuments underneath again shone and shot at Dongfang Bo.

Fortunately, Dongfang Bo had just walked to the middle of the altar in order to perform the sacrifice of the heavens, so the light of the nine runes easily covered his body.

Next, the nine strong men sat down on their knees, and began to play a variety of complicated and unparalleled prints, and even silently recited what was in the mouth.

Jiang Yun did not have the mood to see the process of their surgery. His attention was focused on Dong Bo.

Time passed slowly, and I don’t know how long it took, Jiang Yun’s eyes suddenly widened.

Because he saw the body that Dong Boa has been curling up, he gradually began to integrate into the altar!

This situation, let Jiang Yun's body can not help but shake, realized that it should be nine people's success!

Sure enough, until the body of Dongfang Bo was completely immersed in the altar, nine lonely strongmen opened their eyes.

Although their faces are a little pale, their faces are full of relief.

The old man couldn’t take a break, knowing that Jiang Yun was waiting for the answer from this and others, so he smiled at Jiang Yun: "Oriental Bo is innocent!"

"Really!"

Jiang Yun’s face showed ecstasy, and his body shook with excitement.

"But..." The old man followed up again: "It’s only half the battle!"

"Because the status of Dongfang Bo is worse than we think, it can't be fully integrated into the altar of heaven and earth. I am afraid, we can only help him to delay the life for a long time!"

Jiang Yun’s heart can’t help but go to the next way: “How long?”

"It's hard to say, it's a few months long, a few days!"

Is this time too short?

Even if he can kill the Taoist, and can retreat, but in such a short time, I am afraid that I can not get to the battlefield outside the field.

However, he also knows that it is already very valuable to have these days and months.

In addition, Jiang Yun still has a lingering shadow in his heart.

Because he remembered the words of Xiao He.

Although the master has had more life for a while, but the war with himself and the Taoist monk has not ended, and he is no longer able to send the master away.

The master, will you really die in this war between yourself and Dao Zun because of yourself?