The World That Tao Rules

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At this moment, Jiang Yun, although he was already mentally prepared, when he saw the scene in front of him through the fog, he couldn't help being greatly surprised.

In front of him, there are ten mountains!

Each of the ten mountains is extremely majestic.

But the shape of each mountain is a little weird.

For example, a mountain has countless high and low peaks.

On the whole, it looks like a tall and upright tree, and the scattered peaks are its branches and leaves.

There is another mountain. The body of the mountain is also straight, but the top of the mountain is round, like a sun.

Among them is the shape of a mountain, Jiang Yun is extremely familiar.

This mountain is shaped like an open human palm!

Of course, it's not just this mountain, Jiang Yun is very familiar with it.

The images of the nine mountains among them might seem strange to others, but in Jiang Yun's eyes, they are all very familiar.

Because the image of these nine mountains is clearly the image of the sacred objects of the nine races!

In other words, the forbidden area of ​​this burial ground is not only related to the Nine Clan, but also the Nine Clan guarding it here.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for the sacred objects of the Nine Races to appear here in the form of a mountain.

At the same time, Jiang Yun also realized that his previous speculation that everything related to the Nine Clan was outside the restricted area was wrong.

These ten mountains are in the forbidden area of ​​the burial ground from beginning to end.

Naturally, the ancestor of the Jiang family in Zhenhuan Pavilion could see the portrait of the mirage because he entered this restricted area with the help of the ancestor Jiang Gongwang.

And the reason she would say that this place is close to the central restricted area is because ten mountains are surrounded by a circle, and there should be a valley in between.

When she wants to come, there is the real restricted area of ​​the burial ground.

In addition to the nine mountains, there is another mountain with a relatively normal image, but Jiang Yun doesn't know it.

Jiang Yun took a few deep breaths, working hard to calm his mood.

But no matter how calm he was, Jiang Yun's mood could not be restored.

Because, in the forbidden area of ​​my family's burial ground, I actually saw the mountains of the nine races that I had come into contact with in the realm.

Is this really just a coincidence?

If it is a coincidence, then the coincidence is too great.

But if it is not a coincidence, what is it?

Isn’t it right? As early as when I was born in my own life, or even when I was born in the first life, there was a big net covering my body, with a big hand controlling my life, and even a pair of eyes, always watching Yourself?

At this moment, Xue Wuchang also spoke in a voice that was almost dreamy: "Jiang Yun, who are you?"

Jiang Yun has heard this sentence in more than one person.

Just before he entered the burial ground, his ancestor asked himself the same sentence.

Obviously, the impermanence of blood at this moment is also associated with everything Jiang Yun has experienced.

It's just that Jiang Yun really doesn't know how to answer this question.

And the impermanence of blood does not need Jiang Yun to answer, and he said, "If it weren't for that person, it would be impossible to die. I would doubt that you are the reincarnation of that person!"

The words of blood impermanence caused Jiang Yun to calm down immediately, and his complexion also returned to calm. "I am Jiang Yun, and I will not be the reincarnation of anyone!"

Jiang Yun's life was once considered the reincarnation of Dao Zun, the reincarnation of Ji Kongfan, and the reincarnation of Jiang Gongwang, the reincarnation of Tathagata.

Now, it is considered by Xue Wuchang to be the reincarnation of that person.

And that person, Jiang Yun naturally knew who he was talking about!

Jiang Yun continued: "Senior Blood, it should be certain now that my Jiang family's burial place should be that person's magical artifact, right?"

Xue Wuchang replied: "It's almost certain."

Jiang Yun stretched out his hand and pointed to the ten round mountains, "I remember you said that the nine races are all under that person, but there are ten mountains here. Whose one is the extra one?"

Xue Wuchang smiled bitterly and said: "How do I know that I want to be a strong person under his hand, or a strong clan, it is really countless."

"That mountain may belong to a group of people who are proficient in blood art."

"But maybe it's another ethnic group that is proficient in refining. They refined magic weapons such as flameless puppet lamps."

"Even, that mountain belongs to the owner of the previous pair of eyes!"

Jiang Yun nodded, acknowledging that these assumptions made by the blood impermanence are reasonable.

"Then why do you want to make these ten mountains in a magical implement?"

Xuewuchang was silent for a moment before repliing: "Actually, if it weren't for that person, it would be almost impossible to die, I think this is really a burial place!"

"Ten mountains, representing the ten races, circled into a circle, guarding the... tomb in the middle!"

Jiang Yun's eyes flashed.

Looking at the arrangement of the ten mountains, it really looks like ten faithful giants guarding the master's grave.

Jiang Yun thought for a while, and then said, "Although the person you mentioned is impossible to die, it may be some of his relatives who unfortunately fell and was buried here."

"Then I don't even know."

Xue Wuchang urged: "Well, you and I don't guess here, anyway, since we have already come here, let's see what's here!"

Jiang Yun didn't speak any more. His position at the moment happened to be at the foot of the mountain that looked like a mirage, so he just stepped straight forward and climbed to the top of the mountain.

And when he was halfway through the climb, Jiang Yun saw a crack that was ten feet long and tens of meters wide.

The inside of the crack was dark, and the divine consciousness was also inaccessible.

This crack didn't look like it was generated naturally, it was more like someone cut it out with some sharp tool.

Jiang Yun hesitated, then jumped directly into the crack.

Because he guessed that within this crack, it should be the place where the ancestor of Zhenhuan Pavilion had seen the portrait of the mirage.

Entering the crack, Jiang Yun's figure just fell straight down.

Although Jiang Yun was not afraid in his heart, he was also ready to take action.

The relationship between him and the Nine Clan is too complicated, but it is impossible to harm him wherever it is related to the Nine Clan.

What he really worried about was whether the third ancestor would hide in this crack.

After falling for about ten breaths, Jiang Yun suddenly lit up in front of him, and he could already see that he was indeed in the mountain.

This should be a cave dug out by man, and above the cave wall, he has seen several portraits of mirages.

After three breaths passed, Jiang Yun's feet finally landed on the ground. He didn't rush to look at the portrait of the mirage, but looked around first.

Except for the three mirage portraits on the walls of the cave, nothing else exists in the surroundings.

With Jiang Yun's gaze, he saw the three mirage portraits.

The mirages in the three portraits are exactly the same as the real mirages.

Moreover, in each portrait, there was a burst of misty dream power, which made Jiang Yun feel like he was about to be sucked into the portrait after a glance.

The reason why he was not inhaled was because Jiang Yun had mastered the power of dreams.

Jiang Yun could also be sure that the ancestor of Zhenhuan Pavilion had seen these three portraits.

Even the ancestors should have discovered this place, and felt that these three portraits were a little weird and could **** people into it.

The Jiang family back then happened to be relatively weak in the power of true illusion, so the ancestors decided to choose a tribe who was still talented in the power of true illusion and entered here.

That is, the ancestor of Zhen Huan Pavilion, let her feel the three portraits to see if she can gain anything.

After thinking about this, Jiang Yun hesitated and suddenly raised his hand to take a heavy shot at him, sealing his dream power, and then raised his head again and looked at one of the portraits.

This time, Jiang Yun only felt that a huge suction force came from the portrait of the mirage, grabbed his body, and directly pulled himself into the mirage in the painting!

The next moment, a noisy sound came from Jiang Yun's ear.