The World That Tao Rules

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"Get out of the way, don't get in the way!"

"Be careful, this dish was ordered by the nine ancestors. If it is broken, be careful and think about it."

"Guests should be coming soon, are all the people in charge of receiving them ready?"

Different voices sounded in Jiang Yun's ears, extremely noisy.

And his eyes finally saw the scene in front of him clearly.

At this moment, I was in a hall that should be very large.

It's just that, because there are too many people shaking in this hall, it makes this hall look a bit crowded.

Except for the silhouettes of people, there are thousands of tables in the hall arranged in a disorderly manner, and there are some wine and vegetables on each table.

And those people who shuttled, and what they said, were busy serving dishes, afraid that others would bump into themselves.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Yun naturally understood that the scene presented here should be a grand banquet.

As for those figures, they are basically young people, both men and women.

Although each of them did not emit any fluctuations in their cultivation level, Jiang Yun could feel that their vitality and blood were strong, their breath was strong, and none of them were weak.

The weakest ones should all be reincarnation!

And each of them has a mark that is very familiar to Jiang Yun, representing their identity.

Mirage!

Jiang Yun understood that through a portrait of a mirage painted on the wall of a cave, he was substituted into an illusion.

And the place of this illusion is the mirage who is about to host a grand feast!

At this time, Xue Wuchang's voice with a hint of hesitation sounded in Jiang Yun's ear: "Is this really an illusion, or a scene that happened in the past. It was recorded by that portrait, forming an independent The space that brings us into this space now?"

The impermanence of blood was also brought into this illusion, and seeing this scene in front of him also made him feel puzzled.

Because of the impermanence of blood, the character and strength are extremely powerful.

If it is really a mirage powerhouse who casts illusions on him, it might make him fall into the illusion.

But it's just a painting, and it's been unknown how many years it has existed. The power that exists on it has allowed him to be led into the illusion, which makes him really unbelievable.

Therefore, he suspects that this scene is in the painting.

Now, he and Jiang Yun have been brought into the painting together, not into the illusion.

Although Jiang Yun could understand the doubts about blood impermanence, he could not give an explanation.

Of course, he has no other ideas now, he just wants to see how this scene will develop and whether it has any special significance.

What's more, among the nine races, the closest to Jiang Yun is the mirage.

The mirage, in his heart, is his home just like Jiang.

He was very concerned about everything that happened to the mirage.

But at this moment, someone suddenly slammed into Jiang Yun's body, slamming Jiang Yun's body aside.

Before Jiang Yun understood what was going on, a voice sounded: "Jiang Yun, what are you still doing here?"

"Today is Linggong's birthday for his old man, so please help out!"

Jiang Yun suddenly turned his head and looked at his side. There stood a young man who was shorter than himself, holding a plate of vegetables in one hand, and rubbing his shoulder with the other, looking at himself.

Obviously, he just hit him, and the opponent's collision can smash himself, which shows that the opponent's strength is not stronger than himself, but at least it is between him!

Jiang Yun looked at each other and said, "What are you talking about?"

The man smiled bitterly and shook his head and said, "Jiang Yun, I like you the most in the spirit of justice. Your abilities, especially alchemy, are taught by Linggong himself."

"Today is the birthday of Ling Gong, don't you hurry up to help, do more."

"The guests will be here in a while, the guests of the Nine Nationalities don't care, they won't have any opinions if you neglect, but there are other guests!"

"If I lose courtesy, or if there is a poor hospitality, wouldn't it be a joke for outsiders to see my mirage."

Having said this, the man suddenly lowered his voice and said in a voice transmission: "It is said that Linggong will use his birthday this time to find a suitable owner for our holy artifact in front of everyone."

"Although you should get it, there are still a few people, and it's possible, you don't have to hurry up and perform well!"

"Becoming the master of the sacred thing is almost equivalent to becoming the clan of our mirage!"

"Such a great opportunity, you can't miss it!"

The man's words made Jiang Yun's heart move and nodded and said, "I know, what should I do now?"

"Is it to help pass the food, or to greet the guests?"

The young man turned his head and looked around and said: "Forget it, this is messy enough, you can only add chaos here."

"You don't have to go to welcome the guests. The clan elder personally took them there."

"Well, you should go to Linggong's old man and ask what else you need to prepare!"

Jiang Yun touched his nose and said, "Where is the old man Linggong now?"

The young man couldn't help taking a step back, looked up and down at Jiang Yun, shook his head and said, "Are you okay? Of course Linggong and his old man are in the Houshan Medicine Garden!"

"Yeah!"

Jiang Yun agreed, not daring to ask any more, and immediately turned and walked towards the hall door.

The young man looked at Jiang Yun's hurried departure, shook his head with a wry smile, and then continued to be busy.

At the same time, Jiang Yun also secretly said to Xue Wuchang: "This should be an illusion, otherwise, I won't be a member of the illusion."

"However, you are right. This should be a real experience that happened back then. It was made by a mirage powerhouse into an illusion, hidden in the portrait of that mirage."

"Also, did you just hear that, that mirage tribe told me, guests of the Nine tribes, it doesn't matter if you neglect it!"

"The nine tribes he said should not include mirages."

"In other words, there is indeed a family, and this is in line with the ten mountains."

Xuewuchang said in a deep voice: "I have never heard of this tenth clan anyway, maybe I am ignorant, maybe only they know it internally."

"I don't care about the tenth clan. What is even more curious is that the mirage back then really also had a clan named Jiang Yun?"

"Or, although you have been brought into the illusion and become a member of the illusion, you still maintain your own identity?"

That young man called out Jiang Yun's real name directly.

Jiang Yunyao groaned: "It should be the latter possibility!"

"At the beginning, the ancestor of True Fantasy Pavilion should have also entered this illusion."

"Her experience is likely to be the same as mine, but she can't. Among the mirages back then, there was also a tribe with the same name as the other party!"

While talking, Jiang Yun had already reached the hall door.

The hall door is ten feet wide and completely open. There are a large number of mirage tribesmen, carrying vegetables or empty-handed, coming in and out.

Everyone saw each other, some didn't have time to say hello, some just nodded to other people.

Jiang Yun also nodded at these people indiscriminately, and hurriedly stepped out of the hall, standing in a spacious courtyard, avoiding the crowded people, then he was slightly relieved.

And when he raised his head, he suddenly found that above the sky to the east, at the end of his line of sight, a palace was faintly visible.

Just when Jiang Yun wanted to take a closer look at the Gong E, an old voice suddenly rang in his ear: "Wait Yun, what are you looking at!"

"If you have nothing to do, come to me!"