Taoist world

Although Jiang Yun was already mentally prepared at this moment, when he walked through the fog and saw the scene before his eyes, he couldn't help but be greatly surprised.

In front of him, there are ten mountains! Each of the ten mountains is ten thousand feet high and extremely majestic.

But the shape of each mountain is a little weird.

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

Looking at it as a whole, it looks like a tall and straight tree, and the scattered peaks are its branches and leaves.

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

Among them was the shape of a mountain, which Jiang Yun was extremely familiar with.

This mountain is shaped like an open human hand! Of course, it's not just this mountain that Jiang Yun is extremely familiar with.

The images of nine of these mountains may seem strange to others, but to Jiang Yun, they all look very familiar.

Because the images of these nine mountains are clearly the images of the sacred objects of the nine tribes! In other words, the forbidden area of ​​​​the burial ground is not only closely related to the Nine Clans, but also basically protected by the Nine Clans.

Otherwise, the sacred objects of the nine tribes would not be able to appear here in the form of mountains.

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

These ten mountains are within the restricted area of ​​the burial ground from beginning to end.

Naturally, the reason why the ancestor of the Jiang family in Zhenhuan Pavilion was able to see the portrait of the mirage was probably because he entered this restricted area with the help of the ancestor Jiang Gongwang.

The reason why she said this was close to the central restricted area was because ten mountains were surrounded by a circle, and there should be a valley in the middle of them.

When she thought about it, that was the real restricted area of ​​the burial ground.

In addition to the nine mountains, there is another mountain with a relatively decent image, but Jiang Yun does not recognize it.

Jiang Yun took several deep breaths and tried to calm down.

But no matter how he calmed down, Jiang Yun's mood could not return to calm.

Because, in the restricted area of ​​his family's burial place, he actually saw the mountain of the Nine Clans that he had come into contact with in the Dao Domain.

Is this really just a coincidence?

If it is a coincidence, then this coincidence is too big.

But if it's not a coincidence, then what is it?

Isn't it true that as early as this life, or even when he was born in the first life, there was a big net covering his body, a big hand controlling his life, and a pair of eyes that were always watching. Own?

At this moment, Xue Wuchang also spoke in an almost sleepy voice: "Jiang Yun, who are you?"

Jiang Yun had heard this sentence from more than one person.

Just before he entered the burial ground, his ancestor asked him the same question.

Obviously, the blood impermanence at this moment also reminded him of everything Jiang Yun had experienced.

However, Jiang Yun really didn't know how to answer this question.

Xue Wuchang didn't need Jiang Yun to answer. He continued to talk to himself: "If it weren't for that person, it would be impossible to die. I even doubt that you are the reincarnation of that person!"

Xue Wuchang's words made Jiang Yun calm down immediately, and his expression returned to calmness: "I am Jiang Yun, and I will not be anyone's reincarnation!"

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

Now, Xue Wuchang considers him to be the reincarnation of that person.

As for that person, Jiang Yun naturally knew who he was talking about! Jiang Yun continued: "Senior Blood, you should be able to confirm now that the burial place of my Jiang family should be one of that person's magic weapons, right?"

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

Jiang Yun pointed at the ten mountains surrounding the circle and said, "I remember you said that the nine tribes are all under that person, but there are ten mountains here. Whose is the extra one?"

Xue Wuchang smiled bitterly and said: "How did I know that there are countless strong men, or strong clansmen, who want to become his subordinates."

"That mountain might belong to a group that is proficient in the art of blood."

"But maybe, there is another group that is proficient in weapon refining. They have refined magical weapons such as flameless puppet lamps."

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

Jiang Yun nodded, admitting that these assumptions made by Xue Wuchang were reasonable.

"Then why do you want to create these ten mountains in one magic weapon?"

Xue Wuchang was silent for a moment before replying: "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 tribes, are surrounding in a circle, guarding the... tomb in the middle!"

Jiang Yun's eyes flashed.

Looking at the arrangement of the ten mountains, they indeed look like ten loyal giants guarding their master's tomb.

Jiang Yun thought for a while and then continued: "Although the person you mentioned cannot be dead, it may be some of his relatives who unfortunately died and were buried here."

"Then I don't know even more."

Xue Wuchang urged: "Okay, you and I shouldn't make random guesses here. Anyway, since we are already here, let's hurry up and see what is here!"

Jiang Yun stopped talking. His current location happened to be at the foot of the mountain that looked like a mirage, so he simply stepped forward and climbed towards the top of the mountain.

Halfway through the climb, Jiang Yun saw a crack that was about ten feet long and dozens of meters wide.

The crack is pitch black, and spiritual consciousness cannot enter either.

The crack didn't look like it was naturally formed, it looked more like someone had cut it out with a sharp weapon.

Jiang Yun hesitated for a moment, 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 mirage portrait.

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

Although Jiang Yun was not afraid, he was ready to take action.

His relationship with the Nine Clans is too complicated, but anything related to the Nine Clans cannot harm him.

What he was really worried about was whether the Third Ancestor would be hiding in this crack.

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

This should be a man-made cave, and on the cave wall, he had already seen several pictures of mirages.

After another three breaths passed, Jiang Yun's feet finally touched the ground. He did not rush to see the portrait of the mirage, but looked around first.

All around, except for a total of three mirage images on the cave wall, there was nothing else.

Jiang Yun's eyes then turned to the three mirage portraits.

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

Moreover, each portrait exuded misty dream power, making Jiang Yun feel like he was being sucked into the portrait after taking a look at it.

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

Jiang Yun can also be sure that the ancestor of Zhenhuan Pavilion saw these three portraits.

It may even be that the ancestors discovered this place and felt that these three portraits were a little weird and could suck people into them.

The Jiang family back then happened to be relatively weak in the power of true illusion, so the ancestor decided to select a tribesman who was relatively talented in the power of true illusion and entered here.

That is, the ancestor of Zhenhuan Pavilion asked her to experience the three portraits to see if she could gain anything.

After thinking about this, Jiang Yun hesitated for a moment, then suddenly raised his hand and slapped himself hard, sealing the power of his dream, then raised his head again and looked at one of the portraits.

This time, Jiang Yun only felt a huge suction force coming from the mirage portrait, grabbing his body and pulling him directly into the mirage in the painting! The next moment, a noisy sound came from Jiang Yun's ears.