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Every time I stand in the sky and look at the hazy Kunlun Mountains through the clouds and mist, I feel an indescribable sense of shock in my heart.

Standing on the clouds, that is a god-like perspective, as if the mist and flowing clouds that he could only look up to in the past, as if the ethereal mountains that towered into the sky were just trampled under his feet.

He quietly lowered his head and watched, his sight pierced through the clouds, fell on the top of the green tree, and fell on the tree-shaped figure that had become smaller, and his chest was filled with a feeling... that cannot be described in words. The feeling seems to be satisfied, it seems to be proud, some are like the illusory feeling of being in a dream, but more like the fear of not being able to step on the ground.

The sky is an untouchable boundary, an invisible cage. After standing in the sky for a long time, people gradually forget the past life - those who can only walk down-to-earth, feel the life of birth, old age, sickness and death, even those who have never lived before The mystical spells I believed in have become an innate instinct.

Transforming into a fairy, it seems that she has broken free from the shackles of the earth, but she is locked tightly by a wider cage.

The higher you stand, the farther you look, the clearer the invisible wall and the locked iron chain on the wall become in your vision. All the people in this world, all the ascetics, and even the gods above the nine heavens Buddhas are bound in this cage.

Therefore, the higher you stand, the clearer you can see, the more obvious the feeling of powerlessness and loss.

Luo Fan squinted his eyes and looked at the red sun gradually rising above the clouds behind him. The radiant rays hurt his eyes, and bunches of white light penetrated his body like sharp knives. He couldn't help clenching his fists tightly, his heart This beast seems to be dormant, ready to move under the sunlight—I really want to smash all the shackles imposed on him with one fist, and the red sun will also shatter into pieces and fall, desperate madness.

As soon as the Nanji fairy came back from collecting the medicine, he saw Luo Fan standing in the sky with an indifferent expression, staring blankly at the sun behind him, wondering what he was thinking, and hurriedly drove Yunfei over to say hello: "Junior Brother Cihang——"

His rationality gradually returned, Luo Fan looked back, and saw the Antarctic Immortal appearing in front of him, he couldn't help thinking that he was lucky, and after Jishou greeted him, he told him about the borrowing of the flag.It was an important matter of Xiqi's life and death, and the Antarctic fairy did not refuse, so he immediately put down the medicine basket and flew to Yaochi to borrow the flag from the Queen Mother of the West.

Luo Fan quickly stopped him: "Hey, brother, your medicine basket..."

Nanji Xianweng didn't turn his head back and said: "The matter of borrowing the flag must not be delayed, please trouble Junior Brother Cihang to help me take it back to Yuxu Palace first."

That's all there is to it.

Luo Fan shrugged his shoulders, carried the medicine basket and fell down the clouds, stopped at the gate of Yuxu Palace, and was about to approach, but saw the fairy crane boy guarding the gate, looking around and not knowing what he was looking at.

Luo Fan was amused by the sight, walked up to him in twos and sixes, and put his head towards him with a smile: "Could it be that the little crane knows that I'm coming, and came here to wait for me?"

Immortal Crane Boy saw a magnified face as soon as he turned his head, his brows twitched in fright, he hurriedly took two steps back, and bowed helplessly, "Master Cihang."

"Looks like you didn't come to wait for me..." Luo Fan pretended to be disappointed and sighed, and didn't say much to the Crane Boy. He was about to enter the door with a medicine basket, but was stopped unexpectedly.

"What is this for?" Luo Fan raised his eyebrows and looked at Crane Boy.

Ever since he arrived here, Yuxu Palace has been like his home, he has always entered and left as he wanted, never thought that this kind of blocking would happen, he was really surprised and a little embarrassed—— — No doubt, that's how anyone feels when they stand at the door of their house trying to open it and find that the key won't go in.

Looking at Luo Fan's half-smile eyes, Immortal Crane Boy could only bite the bullet and say: "The master just ordered that no one will be allowed in... No matter how noble your status is!"

"Noble status?" Luo Fan repeated in a low voice, guessing Yuanshi Tianzun's intention.

The meaning of the first half of the sentence is very simple, that is, you don’t want to meet people, and expel people who want to enter Yuxu Palace without discrimination, but the second half of the sentence is a bit more interesting. Yuanshi Tianzun said, "How many noble people can there be?"Excluding a little bit, that's the one.

——The Lord of Tongtian.

According to this, the Master Tongtian is here?

Luo Fan looked up and looked around, the surroundings were still familiar scenery, where is there a half figure?Even the corners of the robe could not see the slightest shadow, it seemed that this was the purpose of Immortal Crane Boy's looking around just now, and he must also want to find someone.

"Did you see the figure?"

Xianhe Boy shook his head, and asked back: "Could it be that Uncle Cihang saw it?"

The corner of Luo Fan's mouth twitched: I saw it and I came to ask you?

"Forget it, since the master won't let you enter the palace, I'll wait outside for a while, little crane, go in and let me know, and say that I have something important to report about Xiqi, and I think the master will definitely not come again. Shut me out." Luo Fan chuckled, speaking firmly.

Immortal Crane Boy thought for a while, Yuanshi Tianzun was still quite concerned about Xiqi's matter, so he nodded in agreement, and turned to go in to report.

His back disappeared into the empty hall. At the end of his gaze, a corner of a white Taoist robe flashed past. Then, the heavy and majestic hall door closed little by little, swallowing all the light that came in through the crack of the door, and isolating all The line of sight that wants to shine in with the sunlight.

Luo Fan put down the medicine basket, walked to the Qilin Cliff directly in front of the entrance of the main hall, and stood still—it was said to be Qilin Cliff, but it was just a very wide and flat boulder. The unicorn of flames, hence the name.

Luo Fan also looked at it from the sky, probably because he didn't have enough understanding. To be honest, no matter how you look at it, it is just a stone, and you can't see the shadow of Qilin from it.

Finding a flat place to sit down, Luo Fan looked at the sun again, the feeling of wanting to destroy everything desperately like before was gone, his heart was strangely calm, beating rhythmically, he put his hands on the On his chest, he felt the familiar rhythm. If he hadn't experienced it himself, he would have almost forgotten the appearance of this heart when it lost its mind and beat wildly.

——It was different from the palpitations he felt when he saw Yang Jian. It didn't have the slightest sweet and warm feeling, but a dark and gloomy one that seemed to swallow him up... a terrifying coldness.The feeling he was familiar with before he came to this world and before he met Yang Jian.

The sound of opening the door sounded, and Boy Xianhe stood at the door and called him, "Uncle Cihang, Master invites you in."

Luo Fan closed his eyes and exhaled a long breath, stood up and patted the dust on the Taoist robe, turned around to go, but saw a small and exquisite wine jar placed on the cliff.

The wine jar is too small, it can be held by one hand, judging from its appearance volume, it is only two or three cups; the wine jar is also too delicate, with intricate patterns carved on the abdominal wall, with arcs one after another Slowly circling and overlapping, I can't see what kind of pattern it is, but it looks like some kind of writing.

Luo Fan looked around, and as expected, he still couldn't see any figure, couldn't find anything unusual, paused, he knelt down to pick up the wine jar, followed Xianhe Boy into the hall, until the door of the hall was closed tightly, The sharp eyes that had been falling on him like thorns on his back completely disappeared.

Walking into the main hall, this time, Yuanshi Tianzun was different from what he saw a few times before. He didn't drink alcohol, he didn't lie on the bed as if he was lazy and weak, and he didn't even show the slightest abnormality. He was still sitting upright as usual. On the high Eight Treasure Cloud Seat, his eyes were deep and serene. He just sat there quietly, his eyes lightly glanced over, and everything in the world was paled by it.

It was the same look and feeling as when we first met.

Holding round light on top, wearing 72 colors—the words and sentences described in the classics became clear again, covering all the intimacy in Luo Fan's heart caused by getting along with Yuanshi Tianzun.