Taoist world

This is a seemingly ordinary world.

The area of ​​the world is not too large. There are more than a hundred cities of various sizes in it, and there are a large number of living beings numbering over 100 million.

However, if a monk comes here and covers this world with his spiritual consciousness, he will find that among all the creatures living here, there is not a single monk or a monster.

There isn't even a monster beast, they are all mortals, ordinary beasts!

Here is a world where cultivation does not exist at all!

In the southwest of this world, there stands a steep mountain, and at the foot of the mountain, there is a small village.

In the village, there are twenty or thirty simple houses built, housing about a hundred villagers in total.

Located in the deepest part of the village, in an ordinary house, there is a couple.

The couple, although the man is handsome and heroic, and the woman is elegant, dignified, gentle and virtuous, they are both dressed in extremely simple clothes, just like they were born and raised in the countryside.

Especially this woman, her appearance is 50 or 60% similar to Jiang Yun!

At this moment, the middle-aged man was speaking.

After hearing his words, the woman sitting nearby, who was mending her clothes with a needle and thread, suddenly trembled. The sewing needle in her hand pierced her finger, and a drop of blood oozed out.

But the woman didn't notice anything, she was just stunned.

But then, her eyes lit up, she dropped the clothes in her hands, came to the man's side in one step, stretched out her hand, grabbed the man's arm, and asked in a trembling voice : "Really? Did you see him?"

The man also stretched out his hand, gently pressed it on the woman's palm, wiped away the blood on the woman's fingertips, nodded and said, "I see it!"

As the man admitted, the woman's breathing became rapid. She took several deep breaths and then asked: "He, how old is he now? What does he look like? Like you, or like me?" ?”

The man smiled bitterly and shook his head: "How old he is, I really don't know. I just checked part of his memory, but didn't take a closer look."

"Anyway, he looks quite young. As for his appearance, he certainly looks like you!"

The woman's whole body seemed to be frozen, and she looked at the man with a dull look.

It wasn't until a long time later that she let out a long breath, and tears filled her eyes. She said with a smile of satisfaction and relief on her face: "Sons are naturally like mothers!"

After the words fell, the woman's expression suddenly changed slightly: "Now that you have seen him, it means that he has fused at least 30% of his original blood. He should have entered the All Heavens Gathering Domain, right?"

"Has his life experience been exposed? Have those people who patrol the sky caused any trouble for him? Come on, tell me, tell me in detail!"

Naturally, this couple is Jiang Yun’s parents!

The spiritual consciousness that Jiang Qiuyang left in Jiang Yun's soul was of course impossible to know the status of the deity, but as the deity, he could know the status of the spiritual consciousness.

In fact, Jiang Qiuyang knew everything that his spiritual consciousness had experienced, including the conversation with Jiang Yun.

Hearing the woman's questioning, Jiang Qiuyang sighed and said, "Yes, he has entered the All Heavens Gathering Domain, and his cultivation has reached the peak of the Heaven Defying Realm!"

"I don't know why, but his life experience has been exposed. When my divine consciousness appeared, he was trapped in the formation by the formation!"

Jiang Yun's mother's hand holding Jiang Qiuyang's arm suddenly tightened again, and a pair of chills suddenly appeared in her eyes that were still filled with tears, and she said coldly: "Zhenqi, we should have killed him back then!"

Although she didn't know what happened next, Jiang Qiuyang's consciousness awakened at that time, and she was at least certain that her son was still alive.

Jiang Qiuyang reached out again and patted the woman's hand gently: "Don't worry, that kid won't let Zhen Que go!"

Next, Jiang Qiuyang told in detail the conversation between his consciousness and Jiang Yun, as well as all his experiences.

Although Jiang Yun's mother always listened quietly, her expression continued to change with Jiang Yun's experience, sometimes worried, sometimes relieved, and sometimes in tears.

After Jiang Qiuyang finished speaking, she fell into silence. Jiang Qiuyang did not disturb her. He stared at the open door intently, thinking about something as well.

Another long time passed before Jiang Yun's mother said, "Did you tell him too much?"

If Jiang Yun could hear his mother's words, he would definitely feel dumbfounded.

His father didn't say anything at all except a legend and things about the lower realm. In this way, his mother actually thought that his father said too much.

Jiang Qiuyang also shook his head and said: "I didn't want to talk about the nightmare beast at first, but I didn't expect that he already possesses the pattern of the nightmare beast, and he also feels the power of truth and falsehood in Wanhuan, so it is necessary to let him know."

"As for the secrets of the Lower Domain, Xuan Tian and others must have noticed it. It would be a good thing to tell him so that he can be on guard!"

Jiang Yun's mother nodded and said, "That's right, it's just that you shouldn't have said that last sentence of urging!"

"The child has already gone through a very difficult life, and you still urge him to become stronger as soon as possible. Humph, if anything bad happens to the child, I will never be done with you Jiang family!"

When the word "Jiang's" was mentioned, the couple shut their mouths at the same time, as if it was some kind of taboo.

At this moment, a man's voice suddenly came from outside the door: "Qiuyang, Qiuyang, are you in the house?"

"I am here!"

Jiang Qiuyang agreed, gently squeezed his wife's hand, stood up, and walked out.

Outside the house, stood an old man, leaning on a cane, with gray hair and a smile on his wrinkled face, but there was a trace of unconcealable sorrow between his eyebrows!

Looking at the old man, Jiang Qiuyang smiled and said, "Old Shen, why do you have time to come to my place?"

The old man took a deep look at Jiang Qiuyang with his cloudy eyes, and the smile on his face became thicker and said: "It's nothing, I don't know if the deadline is coming. Recently, I can always dream about the past, so I want to While you can still move, let’s talk to you two.”

"Haha!" Jiang Qiuyang couldn't help laughing loudly: "What a coincidence, I was just thinking about going to you, but I didn't expect you to come to me first."

"Oh?" The old man raised his eyebrows and said, "What do you want from me?"

"Come inside and talk!"

After Jiang Qiuyang finished speaking, he turned around and walked back into the house, just in time to meet his wife's suspicious gaze.

Jiang Qiuyang smiled at her and blinked: "Why don't you make a pot of tea? Let's have a good chat with Mr. Shen."

"Do not bother!"

Mr. Shen, who was already leaning on a cane, walked in and sat down at the table unceremoniously: "Let's talk about it first. What do you want to see me for?"

Jiang Qiuyang took his wife, sat down opposite Mr. Shen, and said with a smile: "Mr. Shen, I remember you mentioned to me before that you have three senior brothers, right?"

Mr. Shen's expression suddenly froze, but he soon returned to normal and said, "What did I think was going on? Just this?"

After saying that, Mr. Shen sighed and said: "Yes, I do have three senior brothers, but now that so many years have passed, I don't know if they are still there."

Jiang Qiuyang smiled and said: "I wonder, Mr. Shen, can you tell me the names of your three senior brothers?"

Mr. Shen's cloudy eyes narrowed slightly, and a cold light flashed in his eyes: "Qiuyang, why are you so interested in my fellow disciple?"

Jiang Qiuyang still smiled and said: "When Mr. Shen tells me the names of your three senior brothers, I will naturally give you a satisfactory explanation, Mr. Shen!"

After a moment of silence, Mr. Shen slowly closed his eyes and said, "My senior brother is not famous, but my two junior brothers are somewhat famous. You should have heard of them."

"Especially my youngest junior brother, whose surname is Gu and whose first name is... Bu Lao!"