The World That Tao Rules

This is a world that looks very ordinary.

The size of the world is not too large. There are more than 100 cities of different sizes, and there are a large number of living creatures with a number of billions.

However, if a monk comes here and covers the world with the knowledge of God, he will find that all the living beings have no monks and no demon.

Even a monster is not, all are mortal, ordinary beasts!

Here is a world that does not exist at all!

In the southwest of the world, there is a steep mountain, under the foot of the mountain, with a small village.

Among the villages, twenty or thirty simple houses were built, and a total of about one hundred and ten villagers lived.

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

The husband and wife, although the male looks good, the heroic and extraordinary, the woman's elegant dignified, gentle and virtuous, but the dress is extremely simple, just like the native farmers.

Especially this woman, her looks, and Jiang Yun has a similarity of five or six points!

At this moment, the middle-aged man is talking.

Hearing this sentence, sitting on the side, is holding a woman with needlework to fill the clothes, the body suddenly trembled, the needles in the hands were tied into the fingers, bleeding a drop of blood.

But the woman did not realize that the whole person was there.

But then, her eyes lit up, and she dropped the clothes in her hand. One step came to the man's side and reached out. He grabbed the man's arm and shook his voice. : "Really? You saw him?"

The man also reached out and gently pressed it on the woman's palm, wiped the blood from the woman's fingertips, and nodded: "See!"

As the man admits, the woman’s breathing has become so fast that she took a few breaths and then asked: “He, how old is he now? What is it like? Like you, still like me ?"

The man smiled and shook his head. "How old, I really don't know, I just looked at some of his memories, didn't look at them."

"It looks very young anyway. As for the looks, it is naturally like you!"

The whole woman seems to have been settled in general, and her eyes are a little sluggish looking at the man.

After a long time, her mouth spit a long breath, and her eyes were full of tears, with a smile of satisfaction and gratification on her face: "The son is naturally like a mother!"

When the voice fell, the woman’s face suddenly changed slightly: “Since you saw him, it means that he has integrated at least 30% of his original blood. Should he enter the heavens?”

"Is there any exposure to his life experience? Have those people in the sky have trouble finding him, fast, tell me, say in detail!"

Naturally, this couple is Jiang Yun’s parents!

It is impossible for Jiang Qiuyang to stay in the soul of Jiang Yun, but it is impossible to know the situation of the deity, but the body is the deity, but it is the situation that can know the gods.

Even, everything about the experience of God, together with the dialogue with Jiang Yun, Jiang Qiuyang knows clearly.

After hearing the woman's questioning, Jiang Qiuyang sighed: "Yes, he entered the days of the world, and the repair has reached the peak of the reverse world!"

"I don't know why, his life has already been exposed. When my **** appeared, he was being trapped in the battlefield!"

Jiang Yun’s mother held the hand of Jiang Qiuyang’s arm and suddenly tightened again. The eyes that still had tears suddenly gave off two chills. The cold road: “There is a shortage, we should kill him that year!”

Although she did not know what happened behind, but Jiang Qiuyang’s knowledge was awakened at that time, she was at least sure that her son was still alive.

Jiang Qiuyang once again reached out and gently patted the woman's hand: "Reassure, that kid, will not let go of the shortage!"

Next, Jiang Qiuyang said in detail the dialogue between his gods and Jiang Yun, and all his experiences.

Although Jiang Yun’s mother is always listening quietly, her face will change constantly with the experience of Jiang Yun. Sometimes she is worried, sometimes she is gratified and sometimes she sheds tears.

After Jiang Qiuyang finished, she was silent, and Jiang Qiuyang did not bother her. Her eyes fixed on the open door and thought about it.

It’s been a long time ago, Jiang Yun’s mother said: “You told him, is it too much?”

If Jiang Yun can hear the words of his mother, he will definitely laugh and cry.

His father, in addition to a legend and the next domain, did not say anything at all, and in the eyes of his mother, he even thought that his father had said more.

Jiang Qiuyang also shook his head and said: "The thing of the beast was originally not to be said, but I did not expect that he already had the texture of the beast, and he also felt the true and false power of the magic, so it is necessary to let him know."

"As for the secrets of the lower domain, I have already noticed the people in the sky and told him that it is good to let him be prepared!"

Jiang Yun’s mother nodded and said: “The same is true, but your last sentence is urging, you should not say it!”

"The child has already had a hard time. You also urge him to become stronger as soon as possible. Hey, if the child really has anything to do, I will not finish it with you!"

When the word "Ginger" is mentioned, the couple both close their mouths at the same time, just like some kind of taboo.

At this moment, a man’s voice suddenly came out of the door: “Autumn Yang, Qiuyang, you are not in the house!”

"I'm here!"

Jiang Qiuyang agreed, while gently pinching his wife's hand, stood up and went out.

Outside the house, standing with an old man, carrying a cane, white hair, wrinkles stacked face with a smile, but between the eyebrows, there is a bit of concealing bitterness!

Looking at the old man, Jiang Qiuyang smiled and said: "Shen Lao, how come you have time to come to me?"

The old man glanced at Jiang Qiuyang with his own turbid eyes. The smile on his face was even more powerful: "Nothing, I don't know if it is going to be the limit. Recently, I can always dream about the past, so I want to When you can still move, come and talk to you."

"Ha ha!" Jiang Qiuyang couldn't help but laugh loudly: "It's also a coincidence, I am thinking about going to you, I didn't expect you to come to me first."

“Oh?” The old man’s eyebrows screamed: “What are you looking for?”

"Go into the house!"

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

Jiang Qiuyang rushed her and burst into her eyes and said: "I still don't make pot tea. Let's talk with Shen Lao."

"Do not bother!"

Shen Lao had already walked on the crutches with his cane, and he sat down at the table with a blunt ass: "Or let me talk about it, what are you looking for?"

Jiang Qiuyang took his wife and went to the opposite side of Shen Lao. He smiled and said: "Shen Lao, I remember you mentioned it to me before. You have three brothers, are you?"

Shen Lao’s face suddenly condensed, but he immediately resumed normal behavior: “What is the reason for me? Is this the matter?”

Said, Shen Lao sighed: "Yes, I do have three brothers and sisters, but now that they have passed so many years, they do not know that they are still there."

Jiang Qiuyang smiled and said: "I don't know, can Shen Lao tell me about the high names of your three brothers?"

Shen Lao’s turbid eyes picked up slightly, and there was a cold road in his eyes: “Qiuyang, how are you interested in my door?”

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

After a moment of silence, Shen Lao slowly closed his eyes and said: "My master brother, the name is not obvious, but my two younger brothers, but some reputation, you should have heard."

"Especially my youngest younger brother, surnamed ancient, famous...not old!"