Chapter 1357: The bell rings in the Shangqing Palace

Underworld.

There is no light in the sky, and it is cold and dark.

Strange-shaped iron trees stand in the forest, thousands of thousands.

There was darkness hanging from the branches, clusters of birds, like hideous birds' heads, ready to devour people at any moment.

From time to time, there will be an ape cry, which is very terrible, and it is very frightening to listen to people's ears.

In the center, there is a boxy palace.

Even the very powerful ghosts in the underworld avoided snakes and scorpions, and they didn't dare to look at it, because they all knew that there was a supreme being sitting inside, and all those who approached it were shattered.

Over time, although no one announced it, it has become a real forbidden place.

But on this day, many beings in the underworld were shocked to find that a big hand fell from the sky, covering the sky and the polar earth, covering time and space, and the texture of mountains and rivers was engraved on it.

The big hand fell, as if it was slowing down, unstoppable, so strong that an indescribable force descended, and it struck the forbidden place that was inaccessible to all the people of the underworld.

Just in an instant, I saw the purple and green rising, like smoke and glow, rushing up to the nine heavens, like a huge and incomparable mushroom cloud, on it, and then rushing out of thousands of clouds, clear as water, above the clouds, hanging down the treasure, the scriptures flowed, the sound jingled.

Look carefully, within the circumference, it is impregnated with a layer of mutton fat and jade, clear and procter & gamble, not stained with dust, clear and bright, difficult to describe in words.

Everyone who saw this scene was stunned and couldn't help themselves.

Such a scene has never been thought of.

But obviously, today is a day to be remembered by the entire underworld, after the big hand was clapped, slowly raised, at the same time, several ghostly lights rose from the ground and flew in all directions.

This kind of ghostly light, beyond time and space and cause and effect, contains the deep essence of the netherworld, like a meteor, even if anyone does not know its origin, but there is a kind of underworld cognition, after getting it, it will be of great benefit to themselves.

"What is it?"

"What's going on?"

"Got a baby?"

In the underworld, many demons, demons, ghosts, snakes, and gods sensed this, and their hearts were surprised and happy.

Of course, they must have been in vain.

In addition, the big people in the underworld, who are equivalent to the existence of Daomen Heavenly Immortals, at this moment, they have a feeling of loss, they only feel that the luck in the underworld has been cut by a layer.

It was a spring breeze, but I didn't expect the wind to blow away the flowers on the branches.

"This,"

Everyone was shocked, what could make them feel this way must have involved the root of the underworld or the underworld, which was really beyond imagination.

"Haha. ”

The young Daozu made a meritorious blow, laughed, and the treasure light turned into a picture scroll together, the plum blossoms entered the night, making the moon emaciated, and then the water sounded clear, and the small shadows of the flowers were scattered into colors and rendered inside.

The picture scroll is together, the sound is clear, and the lotus fragrance is fragrant.

Just together, it's gone.

In the middle of the field, there was a complete silence.

Not quiet, to be precise, but dead silence, silent.

There is a kind of depression that pervades all around.

After a while, the narrow and strange blood pupils appeared, huge as a mountain, with the majesty of all things, and a faint voice came from inside, "Even if you destroy this treasure, the pattern of yin and yang backlash is the general trend, and no one can stop it, and your actions like this are just delays." ”

This Netherworld Dao Ancestor's voice was flat and flat, and he had his own law, and said, "The disaster of the flood, interception is just a lasting, the more powerful the blockage, the stronger the eruption, and you will reap the consequences." ”

The sound came out and echoed in the heavens, but ordinary people couldn't hear it, but many people felt a chill on their backs, like being in an ice cave, cold to the bone.

Although this feeling is only fleeting, there are still nightmares because of it.

Outside the sky, in the dojo.

Clear spring white stone, birds singing and flowers.

The breeze in front of the water pats the pool, and the moon prints the sycamore new green.

The two Golden Immortal Dao Ancestors sat upright, and Qingyun appeared on the gate of heaven, and the overwhelming light permeated the time and space, endlessly, day and night.

The young Daozu withdrew his hand, his posture was calm, there was a little joy in his expression, and he said, "Breaking him a treasure is a lesson." ”

Cangming Dao Ancestor did not smile, his expression was indifferent, and said, "What the other party said is not bad, we are just delaying it now, the yin and yang hedge is one of the major events in this era of the universe, unless the Creation Saint and our Dao Ancestor work together to suppress the heavens and work together, it can be reversed." ”

Obviously, it is impossible for the Creation Saint and the Golden Immortal Dao Ancestor in the universe to work together, there are conflicting ideas, there are conflicts between Dao systems, and so on, most of them are on their own.

What is more accurate is that the vast majority of the golden immortals are boundless and at ease, they live in the outer heavens, sit and watch the wind and clouds, and enjoy themselves.

The rights and wrongs in the heavens and all the worlds, they are all cold bystanders and have no interest.

"Naturally, the later generations will bear the responsibility of the later generations. ”

The young Jin Immortal looked dashing, stroked the long pine with his hand, looked up at the sun and the moon, and the purple blue between his eyebrows was condensed, and said, "Among the golden immortals, most people don't care about the world, but there are also a few people who are not small, peeking at the position of creation, they will not stop, and they will be very lively in the future." ”

"Then it's none of our business. ”

Cangming Dao Ancestor stretched his sleeves and stood up, the qi on his body was rising steadily, and the vastness was incredible, and he rose into the sky, saying, "Heaven and earth have given birth to rejection, and it is time for us to leave." ”

"Take a walk and see what's out there. ”

The young Daozu laughed, turned into a shocking rainbow, and turned to leave.

The time is not big, in the universe, there are two more rules turned into a big dragon, turning over in the endless chaos, roaring, roaring, turning the world upside down, and the momentum is huge.

The great dragon roared, the sound shook the universe, and all those who have achieved cultivation have feelings.

Shangqing Palace.

The palace is quaint, and the plantain is near.

The sky is cloudy and does not see the yang, half-covering the bamboo color, verdant and attractive.

There is also snow on the stone, lotus flowers under the lamp, halos intertwined, and self-generated patterns.

Two or three Taoist boys, leaning on the door, holding a dust whisk or incense burner in their hands, were sleeping soundly.

Quiet, natural, I don't know spring and autumn.

Here, time seems to have slowed down, sparing a circle, unwilling to be alarmed.

This is the Taiqing Palace, one of the most mysterious places in the entire universe, only those who are destined to be able to see it, otherwise, even if the top people in the heavenly immortals force it, they will get nothing.

After the two more Golden Immortal Dao Ancestors left, a clear bell suddenly sounded from the tightly closed Shangqing Palace, and the sound spread far away, rippling with water ripples.

Everywhere you go, the whole space seems to come alive all at once.

Specifically, the original Taiqing Palace was like a painting, flat, and with the sound of the bell, the picture came alive and became three-dimensional.