The World That Tao Rules

Seeing Jiang Yun's sudden look back, the bitter bamboo behind Jiang Yun, and Yue Dong on the side couldn't help but at the same time asked, "What's wrong?"

The two also turned their heads hurriedly, looking at the Bulaoshan aside.

It ’s not old, but it ’s very tall. Although it ’s famous, it looks like the other mountains at the moment.

From the appearance, there is nothing special about it.

Jiang Yun looked back at Bulaoshan for a moment, then withdrew his gaze, shook his head and said, "Nothing!"

Although there was nothing in his mouth, Jiang Yun's heart was suspicious.

Because just now he felt faintly that there was a gaze on himself in Bulaoshan.

Although he didn't see anything, Jiang Yun had always been very confident about his feelings, and he didn't think it would be his own illusion.

But, when he wanted to come, it should be guarded by the clan of the non-old protoss on the mountain. I am afraid that the other party was watching him secretly.

After glancing at the bitter bamboo that was behind him, who was also preparing to enter the room, Jiang Yun said lightly: "Don't go in, wait for me outside!"

"I ..." Kuzhu opened his mouth, and finally nodded with a wry smile: "Got it."

Jiang Yun no longer ignored the bitter bamboo, pushed the door and walked in, and Yue Dong immediately reached out and closed the door, never letting Yue Dong see the situation inside the house.

Standing outside, the bitter bamboo felt uncomfortable.

Because, the eyes of all the non-old **** tribes are now focused on him, looking up and down at him unscrupulously.

Although he was an emperor-level strongman, he used to be rampant like the emperor Taihua in the Huajiang Realm, but this is the normalized realm, not his territory.

Especially in these four protoss, he dare not fight like Jiang Yun.

No one knows, among the four protoss, will there be emperor-level strongmen sitting in town.

Therefore, he could only endure the eyes of the non-old tribe who looked at him.

However, his heart was filled with emotion: "This protoss is a protoss. In the Huajiang Realm, since the appearance of the illusion, up to now, the large and small groups can live to the present. Only. "

"However, there are as many as thousands of tribes in this old **** clan, and all of them are strong and powerful!"

Indeed, once any world is shrouded in illusion, whether intentionally or unintentionally, there will be a large number of creatures in succession, which makes the number of creatures less and less.

Like Fengjia, even if there was the existence of Feng Beiling, the top strongman, there are only a few hundred celebrities left.

Moreover, most people's condition is extremely poor, not to mention cultivation, it is extremely difficult to live.

Especially like Feng Hong, as the ancestor of the Feng family, it should clearly be the most powerful existence, but they dare not move at will, let alone engage with others.

But the clan of the non-old **** clan not only has a large number, but all eyes are shimmering, and obviously there are no such restrictions.

Bitter Bamboo could not help turning around again and glanced at Laoshan Road: "Does the four magical mountains really possess any magical power?"

"If yes, then before leaving here, I have to pay a good homage to it, how much do I have to put on my head!"

At the moment, Jiang Yun was already in the hut.

The house was almost empty, with only one bed and three futons scattered on the ground.

On the bed, an old man sat cross-legged, with white hair and a ruddy complexion.

Although the upper body of the old man is also extremely burly, but the lower body is covered with a worn blanket.

Although Jiang Yun could not use his consciousness, it is not difficult to see that the old man's legs are gone.

This also made Jiang Yun puzzled.

As a monk, it is a simple matter to repair one's own body. It is even more common to regenerate a broken limb.

That old man is naturally the ancestor of the non-old people.

He can teach the demon pattern to the tribe, so he even practiced the devil pattern.

The ancient demon's physical strength is far superior to other monks, so why does the other party not regenerate his broken leg?

The old man obviously knew what Jiang Yun was thinking, and smiled slightly: "My legs were caught in a fantasy state and cut off by myself."

"Although I successfully escaped the illusion, there is always the power of the illusion on my legs, so I can't recover."

After listening to the old man's explanation, Jiang Yun showed his face suddenly.

The old man then said: "In Xiayue Mountain, it is the clan's prince who is not the old people, is your name Jiang Yun?"

Jiang Yun nodded and said, "Yes!"

Yue Shan reached out and pointed at the three futons on the ground: "I'm sorry, I'm in poor condition here, if you don't mind, please sit down."

Jiang Yun was also polite, sitting directly on a futon.

For these three futons, Jiang Yun understands that it should be the people of the non-old people who enter here on weekdays to listen to Yueshan's teachings.

After sitting down, Jiang Yun directly opened the door and said: "Yue clan prince, just heard the noble clan say, the demon you cultivate, not old, are all professors of the clan office.

"Then I don't know, where did the clan father come from?"

Yue Shan smiled slightly and looked at the outside Laoshan Road: "Naturally, the Laoshan Mountain taught me!"

This answer made Jiang Yun frown.

Bulao Shenshan, although famous, has just specifically checked it out, and there is no demon spirit in it, indicating that it has not become a demon.

How can a mountain without a demon be taught how to practice Mageweave?

Not waiting for Jiang Yun to ask, Yue Shan has taken the initiative to say: "Then I don't know, where did you learn the old pattern?"

Jiang Yunwei said in a deep voice: "My imprint of old age has another chance."

Jiang Yun immediately said: "Yue people, don't hide it. I came to your land to find my master."

"My master's name is not old, and he has the same name as the noble **** mountain guarded by the nobles, like a boy, so I don't know if the clan father has heard of it or seen my master.

Jiang Yun might cover up if faced with other people, but he believes that the Protoss must be related to his master, and the clues left by the master are very likely to be hidden here, so he will simply tell the truth.

After listening to Jiang Yun's words, Yue Shan shook his head unchanged and said, "I haven't heard it, nor have I seen it!"

Jiang Yun's eyes narrowed slightly and said, "Old Yue people, my master is now in danger, and I am anxious to find his whereabouts."

"If it is late, my master's life is worrying, so please ask the Yue clan public not to hide it."

"Naturally, Jiang must have thanks again."

Yue Shanmian smiled bitterly: "I really did not hide from your Excellency."

Jiang Yun looked deeply at Yueshan Road: "Yes, the Yue people do not believe in my identity."

"Then please invite the Yue people to see my memory!"

When the words fell, Jiang Yun, just like when he was facing Yuan An, took out the memory of his apprenticeship and threw it to Yueshan.

Jiang Yun is very clear that the reason why Yue Shan never admits to seeing Master is naturally protecting his Master.

Therefore, only when he proves his identity and proves that he really came to save the master will the other party tell the truth to himself.

Sure enough, after seeing Jiang Yun's memory, Yue Shan showed a respectful look on his face, and suddenly gave Jiang Yun a fist and prayed, "It turns out to be an old man!"

"Don't blame it before!"

Jiang Yun couldn't help but stunned. He didn't expect that his master's position in the other party's mind was so good that he was called the **** of old age.

However, he didn't think much about it, and shook his head: "Why, hasn't that old clan seen the family teacher in recent decades? Has he left any words?"

Yue Shan smiled slightly: "These questions, when you see Lord God Envoy, you can ask your own."

God makes adults?

Jiang Yun puzzled: "Who is he?"

"I am waiting for you in Bu Lao Mountain!"

The answer to Jiang Yun was not Yueshan, but a voice that made Jiang Yun extremely familiar!

Jiang Yun suddenly turned his head, looked at the Bulaoshan, muttered with shock in his face: "Master, Master!"