The World That Tao Rules

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Jiang Yun had an instinct. If there were any clues left by the clansmen of the mirage, then the clue was extremely likely to be in the mirage-shaped building.

However, he was not in a hurry to go to the building immediately, but first looked for it in other parts of the palace.

Although there are no mirages here anymore, everything in the buildings is relatively complete.

Especially in the homes that should belong to the various mirage tribes, everything is neatly packed, without the slightest sense of mess.

It gave Jiang Yun the feeling that these mirage tribesmen had made meticulous preparations and went out to play.

In the entire palace, there was no sign of fighting, and no dead bodies or blood stains were found.

Moreover, Jiang Yun found a place that should be similar to a treasure house, where various treasures were placed in different categories.

There are magical instruments, pill, emperor source stone, etc., all intact

In short, after turning around in a circle, Jiang Yun can be sure that no matter what kind of changes the mirage people have encountered and where they will go, they obviously had predicted it a long time ago, so they didn't go in a hurry.

"The mirages of the true realm must be extremely powerful. In the bitter realm, it should be impossible for them to threaten their safety."

"Then where did they go?"

After pondering, Jiang Yun finally arrived in front of the mirage-shaped building. After looking at the building for a long time, he stepped in.

Although this building is shaped like a mirage, it actually only has one floor, and the space inside is huge, and when you walk into it, Jiang Yun is greeted by a huge statue.

This statue is carved with one person and one beast!

Below is a huge mirage, and on the back of the mirage is a kind-looking old man.

The sculptures are extremely vivid and lifelike, making this person and beast look like a real person and a real beast.

Jiang Yun stared at this statue, and he was almost certain that this man and beast was the mirage spirit father.

And beside this statue, there is also a much smaller statue, which is also a person and a beast.

This statue was carved by no one else, but Jiang Wanli, Jiang Yun's grandfather.

Under the two statues, there are a grid of blocks, on which are placed one after another.

In particular, there are two tablets, facing the big and small statues respectively, on which are written "first generation linggong" and "second generation linggong"!

At this point, Jiang Yun could finally be sure that in the illusion, the mirage spirit father he saw was the largest statue!

And the role he played in the illusion was his grandfather, Jiang Wanli, the second-generation spirit father of the mirage.

Obviously, in the distant past, although the mirage generation spirit master brought his own clansmen to suppress the blood impermanence and others, he still gave the sacred mirage to Jiang Wanli.

Since then, Jiang Wanli has taken on the responsibility of caring for and protecting the mirages, controlling the holy relics, and becoming the second-generation sage.

Naturally, this mirage-shaped building is the ancestral shrine of the mirage.

After understanding this, Jiang Yun immediately walked to the two statues and the row of memorial tablets, knelt down directly, and paid respectful worship.

In Jiang Yun's heart, he was considered a member of the mirage. Of course, he had to salute the ancestors of these mirages.

Standing up, Jiang Yun's gaze fell on his grandfather's statue, and he muttered to himself: "The three mirage portraits in the cave and the entrance to this space should be left by Grandpa."

"Everything in the illusion is what happened in the past."

"Moreover, on the murals, there may be the surviving consciousness of grandpa. After seeing my memory, he made some changes to the illusion."

"So, in the illusion, I played the role of grandfather, and grandfather became a mirage scorpion."

"Now, the only thing I don't know is what happened to the mirage that caused all the people to leave their homes."

"Weng buzzing!"

At this moment, there was a trembling sound, Jiang Yun released his spiritual consciousness, and saw that the mirage had come here by itself, floating above the ancestral temple, shaking slightly.

Looking at the mirage, Jiang Yun's body suddenly trembled slightly.

Because he saw those lines densely covered on the mirage.

Jiang Yun remembered that when he was in the mountains and seas, his grandfather, Yue and the people in Jiangcun, sacrificed their lives in order to help them fight against Taoist priests, turning them into mirage lines on the road.

Is it possible that the mirage tribesmen of the true realm back then also sacrificed their lives in order to deal with the huge dangers and became the lines on the mirage?

Jiang Yun shook his head vigorously and threw this idea out of his mind.

I would rather not know anything than wish my own ideas come true.

"Weng buzzing!"

This shock came from this building.

Jiang Yun suddenly discovered that above this building, there was only a large amount of mist rolling into the mirage above.

With the influx of these mists, although the mirage did not seem to have changed, Jiang Yun felt that the mirage seemed to have passed.

"Congratulations, you have one more card to save your life."

At the same time, the voice of blood impermanence rang in Jiang Yun's ear.

"This is faith, countless mirage tribesmen, for thousands of years, the faith in this ancestral shrine, or in other words, the sacred objects, has all been absorbed by their holy objects."

"Although I don't know if the power of the mirage can be fully restored, or how much you can spur, but it should be no problem to save your life once or twice."

Credibility!

Jiang Yun is no stranger. He knows that this is the power of faith, just like there was a statue of him in an unnamed wasteland in Dao realm back then. All the monks living there worshipped the statue day and night, accumulating time and time. A kind of force formed under.

However, he asked a little uncertainly: "Is credibility so strong?"

"Ignorance!" Xue Wuchang said with a sneer: "Credibility is not only soul power, but it can also be transformed into substantial power."

"Do you know that in the real world, the top powerhouses are almost all pursuing two kinds of power, one of which is trust!"

"For example, do you think he took the Nine Clan as his subordinates to take care of them?"

"What he did was to gather the credibility of the people of the Nine Races!"

"It's not just him, many people are like that, including me!"

"I think I also had..."

Having said this, the voice of blood impermanence stopped abruptly, and only a moment later, he sighed leisurely and said: "It's all the past, don't say it, don't say it."

Jiang Yun was interested in listening. Although he knew the power of faith before, he didn't care about it at all.

Unexpectedly, credibility would be so powerful and important that even the strong in True Realm are pursuing it.

Jiang Yun asked, "Didn't True Realm pursue two kinds of power? Then what kind of power is there?"

Xue Wuchang thought for a while and said: "There is another kind called the power of merit, which can also be the power of air transport, luck, blessing and so on."

"Actually, merit and belief, these two forces are complementary to each other."

After a pause, Xue Wuchang continued: "I suspect that this bitter temple in the bitter territory is collecting these two powers."

Jiang Yun was taken aback: "Where did you see it?"

"You came to Kudu, patronizing and escaping without noticing that in every world you pass through, there are a lot of temple buildings, there are disciples of the temple, and there are a lot of creatures who believe in the temple."

"Even, including the disciples of some first-class forces, they all believe in the temple of suffering."

"Also, the Tathagata they made that your ancestor Jiang said was also to gather credibility."

"In short, this is the reason for the strength of the Kuomiao."

At this time, the building stopped shaking, and the blood impermanence also closed its mouth.

Jiang Yun stood in the ancestral shrine of the mirage for a while, and bowed again to the statue of grandpa before turning around and walking out.

The mirage flew towards him on its own, suspended above his head, and suddenly a light flashed inside, and a figure appeared in front of him.