"Eh?"
"What's wrong with this person?"
"I don't know. He's just lying here all of a sudden. "
This was a long street. There were many pavilions on both sides of the street, but they were all covered in a layer of clear light. They could not be seen clearly, and it did not look like they could enter.
There were few pedestrians on the street. Most of them were walking by themselves.
Only in the middle of the long street, there were three or four people gathered.
There were both men and women, and they surrounded a person who had fallen to the ground.
One of them probably felt bored and walked away without saying a word.
The remaining three people continued to chat.
Because height, short, fat, thin, beautiful, and ugly were not very reliable in the Great Illusionary Land, they simply used A, B, and C as substitutes.
Jia Qi said, "This is the first time I've seen someone faint in the Hongmeng space."
B muttered, "I don't think he fainted."
C came over and asked, "Brother, what do you mean?"
B smiled confidently, "A person who fainted should not talk in his sleep."
A scratched his head, "I didn't hear him talking in his sleep?"
Yi said indifferently, "His voice is very faint and very thin, like it has been woven into a thread and is drifting somewhere. If you feel it carefully, you can hear it. This person's study of the Dao of Sound is very deep. He can use it so meticulously even when he's asleep. "
C silently felt for a while, "He's indeed talking in his sleep. What do you mean by 'owe' and 'pay'? "
"It's just sleep talking, how can it be organized?" A sighed, "This person is really talented. He came to the Hongmeng space to sleep. He even slept on the street! "
C smiled, "The sky is his blanket, and the ground is his bed. Why not? Moreover, no one can do anything to him here. "
"Not necessarily in reality." A said.
"If you have a vigilant spirit in the real world, he must be the same." Second analyzed methodically. "This might be a unique cultivation method."
A was still curious, "Coming to the Great Illusionary Land to practice Dao or discuss swords is a kind of cultivation. What is he cultivating in his sleep? "
"I don't know about that." Second was obviously very knowledgeable and knowledgeable. "However, I heard that there was a secret technique in ancient times that allowed one to enter God through dreams. It's somewhat similar to this situation …"
Jiang Wang slowly woke up from his endless grogginess.
He had a splitting headache. He only remembered that he had pushed open the stone door and entered the Hongmeng space. Then, he heard an exclamation of surprise.
After that, it was a mess of chatter.
"What's wrong with this person …"
"This might be a unique cultivation method …" Zhang Xuan muttered to himself.
What the hell was going on!
Wait, why are there people chatting?
Jiang Wang opened his eyes completely and saw three heads, each occupying one side and bowing their heads to him.
All six eyes were filled with curiosity.
Resisting the urge to spit out a mouthful of True Samadhi Fire, Jiang Wang asked, "Brothers, what's going on?"
A, B, and C looked at each other.
After all, they had been observing and analyzing him. Now that he was awake, it was inevitable that they would feel a little embarrassed.
In the end, A said, "We were all wandering around the Hongmeng space and happened to see you lying on the street … practicing?"
Hongmeng space …
That exclamation of surprise was indeed them chatting, right?
However, he seemed to have gained something. The benefits of entering the Hongmeng space?
Jiang Wang pondered carefully, lying on the ground and forgetting for a moment.
"Ah, I'm practicing." He said perfunctorily and asked, "Brothers, how should I address you?"
A, B, and C looked at each other.
Obviously, they were not familiar with each other and had gathered together to "watch the show".
It was still A who spoke first. "It just so happens that we are fated to meet. Why don't we make friends and get to know each other. I am Jia Fugui! "
B was still very calm. "Shangguan."
Jia Fugui, C, and Jiang Wang all looked at him, waiting for him to continue.
"My name is Shangguan." B added.
He looked like a very low-key and calm person, but inside, he was turbulent and full of fans.
This name was too flashy! Everyone had to respect him by calling him "Shangguan."
Third gave a simple and honest smile. "I am Zhao Tiezhu."
All right, they were all fake names from the Great Illusionary Realm. None of them were real.
Jiang Wang smiled warmly. "Little brother, Dugu Wudi."
Jia Fugui, Shangguan, and Zhao Tiezhu were collectively silent for a moment.
Then, everyone cupped their hands. "It's an honor to meet you, an honor to meet you!"
Only then did Jiang Wang notice that he was still lying on the ground. He quickly got up and mingled with the three brothers.
The Hongmeng space was currently only open to a small area, so there were not many cultivators here. Many buildings had not been opened yet. It was unknown if there were any other differences here.
Based on Jiang Wang's interactions with the three onlookers, the Hongmeng space was a more direct space for communication. It could accommodate more cultivators at the same time, and it was not constrained by familiarity or unfamiliarity. Just like the Modern World, it was possible to meet anyone while walking on the road. Perhaps the most important point was that … the Hongmeng space did not consume energy.
In comparison, the Xing River space that Jiang Wang and Chung Geng Sheng occasionally used was more like the early transition of the Hongmeng space, or a more secretive space for communication.
Jiang Wang was more inclined to the former. Because when the Hongmeng space was completely opened, the buildings on both sides of the street, such as inns, could undoubtedly easily replace the Xing River space. Of course, the Xing River space might also have new extensions later. His understanding of the Great Illusionary Realm was still limited. Everything was uncertain.
His interactions with Jia Fugui, Shangguan, and Zhao Tiezhu were lackluster. He believed that they also thought so.
None of them revealed the truth. They were all there trying to get information out of each other.
This was the right thing to do. In a place like the Hongmeng space where they did not know each other's background, it would be more suspicious if they did not hold back.
However, this kind of interaction was also unavoidably tiring. Meaningless communication was an ability that many aristocrats needed to master.
But for Jiang Wang, he was not willing to waste time.
After chatting for a while, he took the lead to leave.
"Brother Dugu, take care!"
"Let's have a good chat next time."
"It was a pleasure to meet Brother Wudi!"
Everyone was very enthusiastic.
However, as soon as Jiang Wang walked far away, the topic changed.
"This kid really knows how to pretend." Jia Fugui spat.
"Maybe he really has the ability." Shangguan seemed to be very objective and then said, "But the name Wudi … I used to meet someone called Zhen Wudi at the Sword Discourse Arena. He only knew how to shout and was not good at all."
Zhao Tiezhu smiled foolishly at the side.
His true identity was a disciple of the Jing Kingdom's famous Zhongshan family. He was also very clear that anyone who could enter the Hongmeng space at this time would not be weak.
He believed that Jia Fugui, Shangguan, and even the already departed Dugu Wudi's real identity would not be too simple.
But in this place, everyone put on a layer of disguise and completely threw away their usual demeanor. They were like ordinary people who could be seen everywhere on the streets and alleys, watching the fun. Gossiping behind people's backs … was actually a very interesting experience.
"The more you lack something, the more you show it off." Zhao Tiezhu added with a silly smile.
"Yes, yes, yes." Jia Fugui happily gossiped, perhaps because he rarely had such an opportunity. "This guy surnamed Dugu is definitely weak! If we meet at the Sword Discourse Arena one day, see how I teach him a lesson! "
"Maybe he won't meet you." Shangguan said with a smile.
Everyone laughed.
At this time, Dugu Wudi, who had walked to the end of the long street, suddenly appeared in front of an ancient and heavy stone door.
The handsome youth named Dugu Wudi gently pushed the door and stepped inside.
The stone door closed and disappeared without a trace.
On the entire street, everyone who noticed this scene suddenly turned their heads and looked over in unison!
"F * ck! The door to the blessed land! "Someone couldn't help but curse.
The three onlookers looked at each other in dismay.
Jia Fugui blinked his eyes. "Isn't this kind of person only focused on the blessed land? He actually came to the Hongmeng space to stroll around? "
Zhao Tiezhu shrunk his neck. "This person might really be invincible …"
Shangguan was still able to maintain a calm expression. "Brother Fugui, it seems that he really won't meet you …"
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