"Buzz!"

Out of thin air, Jiang Han felt that the time and space in front of him were changing, and when he opened his eyes again, he had already come to a vast sea of clouds. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"This divine abyss seems to have an extremely high use of time and space. Jiang Han said secretly, he broke through all the way, went through an unknown amount of space, and barely passed the normal walking time.

Jiang Han looked at it, and what he was standing on was a long walkway, the ground was as white as jade, and the clouds were suspended under the road, and the whole road led to the end of the sky.

And above the vast sea of clouds, the sun is shining, and a majestic nine-story tower about hundreds of feet high stands in the distance, blooming with vast divine brilliance, and the colorful brilliance is mottled endlessly, as if it is the center of this heaven and earth.

At the very top of the tower, there were three strange characters, although Jiang Han didn't know them, he easily came up with the meaning - the Holy Dao Tower, at a glance, he was attracted by that character, as if there were endless mysteries in it, which made people addicted.

"Dare to take the name of the Holy Dao, worthy of being the Lord of the Divine Abyss. Jiang Han closed his eyes lightly and stopped looking at those three characters.

He had a feeling that those three characters seemed to be telling some kind of heaven and earth truth, but that kind of law and reason was not something he could snoop on now.

Hum -

A few meters in front of Jiang Han's stood, a figure appeared in the illusion and appeared in front of Jiang Han, a rickety old man in a white robe, he was on crutches, his white hair was fluttering, his white beard was hanging down, and he looked at Jiang Han with a kind smile.

Jiang Han was stared at by the white-robed old man, and he felt that his body was warm, like a child bathed in holy light, and he knew that what he saw was probably another terrifying existence.

Up to now, Jiang Han's whole person felt a little incredible, from the ruins outside the Divine Abyss, he speculated that this huge force might have collapsed long ago, and there were so many super powerhouses, as well as so many mysterious methods, it was incredible.

"Jiang Han has seen his predecessors. Jiang Han bowed and saluted, many people were not to blame, he naturally knew this truth.

"You are the inheritor of the Holy Dao selected this time?" the white-robed old man said with a smile: "I am lonely for the spirit of this Holy Tower, your matter, the Third Holy Envoy has already told me, this trip to the Holy Dao Tower, I am in charge, come with me." ”

"The younger generation knows. Jiang Han nodded, and followed the white-robed old man who had already turned around and walked towards the glorious and majestic Holy Dao Pagoda in the distance.

As he walked, the white-robed old man also said slowly.

"In the Holy Dao Tower, the Lord of the Divine Abyss has left a total of dozens of Dao Law Marks, among which there are three peak inheritance marks, if you can fully comprehend it, it is enough to become the overlord of this heavens, and it is not difficult to dominate a big world, and the remaining dozens of inheritances are a little worse, but they also point directly to the path of the Sage. The white-robed old man smiled.

Jiang Han held his breath in his heart, he knew that the realm in the mouth of the white-robed old man in front of him was a vast world similar to the world in which the Zhou Empire was located.

For a long time, one country after another has been in turmoil and fighting for hegemony, one country after another, and I don't know how many super existences have fallen, this is the real big world, and there are so many strong people.

And this Lord of the Abyss, the three imprints of the pinnacle, comprehend one of them, enough to dominate the world, so what level of powerhouse was this Lord of the Abyss?

Such a peerless powerhouse has also fallen, and this divine abyss has also been destroyed?

The white-robed old man took Jiang Han and soon came to the bottom of this holy tower, at this time, Jiang Han could feel the majesty of this holy tower, although it was only nine floors and only a few hundred zhang high, but it gave Jiang Han an endless sense of vastness.

At this time, Jiang Han discovered that on each floor of the tower, there would be golden gates, and the higher the number of floors, the fewer the number of golden gates, and the highest ninth floor, there were only three golden gates.

However, this dense golden gate, at this time, the only thing that really lit up at this time was the bottom five.

"Jiang Han, if you want to fully realize a pinnacle mark, that's a matter for the inheritor of the Sage Series, you haven't even entered the door of the Origin Mystery, don't think too much. The white-robed old man looked at Jiang Han and said with a smile: "Think about it, the five laws of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth, which Dao law imprint to understand?"

"The law of water. Jiang Han's voice was calm and he said without hesitation.

He also felt that he had gained a lot of benefits by breaking through all the way, but whether it was a weapon, a secret method or this inheritance, it seemed that it was only related to the laws of nature, although Jiang Han had a guess in his heart, he did not dare to draw conclusions.

Five laws, Jiang Han has only understood the laws of the water system so far, so naturally he will not choose other paths.

"Okay, the door that is lit in the middle of the first floor, just go in. The white-robed old man said with a smile: "Remember, the real inheritance time is one day, and you can stay in the Holy Pagoda for four days, and the next four days, study the secret method well, don't waste the opportunity." ”

"Go ahead!"

"Yes, Senpai. Jiang Han nodded.

He didn't hesitate, he walked directly to the Holy Dao Tower, came to the golden gate in the middle, stretched out his hand and touched it lightly, and a wave of time and space fluctuations shrouded it, disappearing above the sea of clouds.

The white-robed old man Ze Lin watched Jiang Han enter the Holy Dao Pagoda, his original smile gradually faded, and he shook his head gently: "What about the emperor's blood? ”

...

It was a magnificent temple, with four tall stone pillars supporting the majestic dome, surrounded by a chaotic gray mist, from which a faint light penetrated, making the whole temple not too dark.

"Where is the inheritance?" Jiang Han silently observed the surroundings.

"Tick-tock!"

Suddenly, in the sky, drops of rain appeared, falling in a chaotic manner, dripping on the floor, making a sound.

"This water drop?" Jiang Han looked up, and it was already raining heavily in the entire hall.

At the moment when he saw the rain curtain in the sky, Jiang Han's whole spiritual consciousness was completely immersed in it, that drop of rain was not as good as rain at all, but the artistic conception of the law of water, how many special artistic conceptions are there in this heavy rain falling all over the sky?

Jiang Han is considered high in the law of the water system, but that is compared to the strong person at the level of the Tianyuan Realm, and it is nothing to the entire law of water.

That drop of rain, a kind of artistic conception, a fluctuation of the origin of the law, seems to be chaotic and complicated, but they are independent, deducing the thousand meanings of the law of water, which makes Jiang Han completely fascinated.

It was as if he saw rivers rushing down, raging and raging, setting off huge waves that wanted to destroy everything in his path, and the irritability almost suffocated him.

He saw that it was like a stream, gurgling down, nine bends and eighteen bends, flowing water, becoming the source of reproduction of thousands of living beings, that kind of vitality, he couldn't help but smile.

He saw a vast sea of water, storms, tornadoes, thunder and thunder in the sky, like an annihilation scene, and in the hundreds of meters of the deep sea, everything was as usual, and the fish were slowly migrating and swimming.

And the starfall fall, the traces of the snow and water turning into fog brought by the bombardment, and the evolutionary origin of life...

And the snowflakes that fluttered beautifully, and finally froze for thousands of miles...

The thousands of artistic conceptions of the entire law of water, at this moment, were completely placed in front of Jiang Han, and there was no trace of obstacles.

Jiang Han's whole person was completely immersed in the 'water', the rain curtain in the sky kept falling, his mind and soul were covered by the drops of rain, and countless water system artistic conceptions brushed through Jiang Han's heart.

The drops of rain continued to flow, and soon converged into rivers that flowed throughout the temple, hovering around Jiang Han's body, and the vast law fluctuations continued to appear.

Even if Jiang Han didn't understand it at all, the fluctuations in that kind of artistic conception continued to leave a little mark in his heart, deep or shallow.

Jiang Han didn't know how long it had been, and it seemed that no raindrops had fallen in the sky.

At this moment, that drop of water converged and fused, constantly shrinking, and finally the rivers completely turned into a drop of water, and then, dozens of drops of rain suspended in the temple continued to merge, and finally became a drop of water completely.

That crystal clear drop of water seemed to contain thousands of Dao and Dharma, and the breath of the turbulent or violent water made the entire temple shrouded in a kind of sacredness.

Gently, the drop of water fell into Jiang Han's forehead.

"Boom!"

The endless and vast mysteries surged into his heart, and Jiang Han was completely sublimated at this moment, and the original endless artistic conception of the water system was completely integrated into this drop of water, making him seem to have truly grasped the core of the original mystery.

The entire hall finally returned to calm, only Jiang Han sat quietly in the center, like a sculpture.

Suddenly, Jiang Han opened his eyes, got up suddenly, and the Cold Shadow Knife came into his hands.

The next moment, the blade moved.

"Wow!"

A brilliant light has crossed the air, and then, a series of snowflakes appeared out of thin air, hovering around the blade, quickly extending outward, and in an instant, the entire hall has turned into a world of ice and snow, each snowflake seems to be beautiful, but there is a trembling ice.

"Boom!"

Like a dull sound, the snowflakes seemed to be clasped by an invisible hand, and suddenly converged into one, and the entire temple, the ice and snow world dissipated in an instant.

All that was left was the blade, the edge that exuded extreme chill.

It seemed to be real and illusory, and the Cold Shadow Knife wiped through the void, causing the space to fluctuate slightly, only the spatial crack that made the heart tremble.