Chu Mengyao remained silent and stepped out in one step to reach the divine court above the numerous heavenly palaces.

There is a deep Taoist law in the Divine Court and a formation restriction, but there is no obstacle outside it. She stepped out and came outside the Divine Court.

Looking up slightly, what caught my eye was a sacred portal that she was very familiar with.

South Gate of Heaven!

In the imperial court of the world, there was a Nantian Gate left by the ancestor. However, compared with this Nantian Gate, the two have the same aura, but the inside is completely different.

"If a talented person can see this sect, he is afraid he can realize the magical powers of Taoism..."

Emperor Amitabha also came to the South Gate, folded his hands together, and was moved:

"In this door, there is an existence similar to the 'Holy Spirit'. The evolution of Taoist aggregates is different..."

It seems that I feel the Tao contained in this portal, the laws intertwined on it, and the strong will contained in it.

"Maybe it's a god."

Chu Mengyao thoughtfully threw down a sentence and stepped into the South Gate of Heaven.

The divine court is majestic and sacred, but its inside and outside are empty, without any creatures, only a series of silences of divine spirits exist.

So much so that although the floating island palaces and pavilions and lofts are beautiful, they seem a bit cold.

It is becoming less and less like the place where ordinary people live.

The crowd was very focused, and they walked very carefully. They passed by Yun Palace, Visa Palace, Wuming Palace, Miaoyan Palace and other palaces.

I only feel that wherever the palace I pass is located, there is a faint breath of gods, as if there are gods in it and suppress external evil.

"The legend has the story of powerful supernatural powers transforming into the Holy Spirit, but there are too many things..."

After walking, Long Aotian and others felt their scalp numb.

These breaths seem to exist or disappear, but they are like powerful magical powers that are not released. This invisible oppression is like a light on the back, which is a huge test for anyone's heart.

There are enemies everywhere, so you must be patient.

Several people endured the huge sense of incongruity and followed their thoughts to come to a majestic temple.

This temple is located at the highest point of the thirty-sixth level of heavenly palaces, the center of the thousands of palaces of this divine court, and the source of all Taoist and Dharma principles is also here.

It is also the absolute central place where this side has changed the formation of heaven and earth!

"call!"

The wind squirted out a long breath of turbid air, clearing all the distracting thoughts in his heart, putting away the thunder knife, and being the first to step into this majestic temple.

Buzz ~

Apart from the door, it seems to be traveling through time and space. The wind is strong and the strong breath of time fills my heart, as if I am walking on that long river of time that has not been seen.

He raised his eyebrows and looked around. The hall was completely different from what he thought, not any palace he had seen, but a gorgeous starry sky.

There is endless above, the starry sky is the top, and there is no boundary below, pressing above all things.

Without any words, Feng Xinglie felt the supreme spirit of his master. This is the state of mind that is invincible in the world and the ultimate Tao.

"That way..."

Feng Xinglie murmured to himself, suddenly feeling ashamed of himself, and felt ashamed of the filthy feeling, and the feeling of being boundless and unable to chase after him.

Is this state really something you can reach?

"The road is endless and eternal. I just stand on the shoulders of my predecessors and walk higher. It is not worth boasting about, nor do I need to underestimate myself..."

A dark wind in his heart trembled, and suddenly a gentle and calm voice spread from the depths of the starry sea, sweeping away the haze in his heart:

"I can, the wind is strong, and it must be."

Um?!

Feng Xinglie's body shook and he suddenly raised his head.

In the distance, on a Taoist platform made of large stars, a white-haired Taoist robe in Tai Chi Taoist robe was looking at him calmly.

He sat cross-legged on the platform, could have been higher, but he never looked down at himself, but looked straight at himself calmly.

"I....."

Fengxing's throat was squirming, and the sound was a little astringent: "Strong and self-strength, weak and weak, you don't need to comfort me."

The haze in my heart swept away, and the strong wind-shaped thoughts condensed again, but I no longer had the desire to challenge.

"Why should I comfort you?"

On the Taoist platform, An Qisheng stared at the only young man in the world who dared to challenge him, and shook his head slightly: "It's just a way to forgive others!"

His mind was so high that he could see his previous state of mind at a glance. He didn't even need to do anything. This top master who dared to challenge himself would have a collapsed mind.

But then, why bother?

"Will forgive others if you want to forgive me?"

Feng Xinglie chewed this sentence and suddenly sneered: "There is never a saying that we can only cut off weeds, how can we forgive others?"

He had already admitted that the man in front of him was hard to catch up with, but he would not accept it.

"The personal reason is different, but what applies to oneself may not apply to others."

An Qisheng's expression was calm and his tone was even more casual:

"I have been invincible since I came out of the mountain. I can forgive others when I can. I can, but you can't!"

“……”

Feng Xinglie wanted to say something, but suddenly closed his mouth because he had nothing to say for a moment.

Since his rise to this day, even if there is no Yuanyang King, there are still Emperor Amitabha, Yuan Duxiu, Chu Mengyao and others who can still be matched.

The man in front of him came out of the mountain, but he was truly invincible in the world...

While the two were talking, Long Aotian, Feng Jinhuang and others also walked into the room. They had never heard of the conversation between them, but they also felt the mood of Feng Xingliu.

"Brother Yuanyang."

Chu Mengyao stood in the air, bowed from afar, and said, "I dare to ask what happened before?"

She had many questions.

There are Tian Yao and the Yuanyang King, but the biggest question is the long river of time before.

The people present are already the strongest in the world, but the imperial decree is issued to them. The hidden things behind this are too amazing.

Those who can surpass those present and threaten the Yuanyang King are rare in ancient and modern times, and it can even be said that there are very few.

But those exist...

Not only Chu Mengyao, but also Feng Xinglie and others were shocked and looked at An Qisheng.

"Since you have guessed it, why bother asking?"

An Qisheng did not hide it, and answered Chu Mengyao's questions lightly:

"Time is a passerby for generations, and all spirits are there in it, just a blink of an eye. However, the geese leave a shadow, and the people are the same. What has passed is still traces of time...

If there are traces, you can return."

Time and space, time and space, time are before space, but time can depend on space and exist, just as the starlight seen by mortals no longer knows that it is the light of thousands or tens of thousands of years ago.

This is how people see the stars, and this is how people see the stars?

"Will they really return?"

Feng Jinhuang, who is handsome, has a cold breath and is taciturn. At this time, he speaks, but his voice is trembling:

"Then, will the supreme of my Phoenix Clan return?"

The Supreme is coming!

And it is very likely that it is all supreme throughout history!

If this news spreads, it will be earth-shaking and shocking countless people. At this time, including Feng Xinglie, a group of powerful kings who had already foresightedly could not hide it.

That is the most amazing and truly overlord figure in history and has been overwhelming for a lifetime!

"Maybe there, maybe not."

An Qisheng shook his head.

In those thousand years, he did use the spiritual materials sent by the Holy Land as a medium to dream back to the ages and met many powerful people who used to be.

But there are many emperors in ancient and modern times, and many of them have not left behind their heritage. Naturally, he cannot see the spiritual treasures one by one.

Also, there is no need.

"Thank you, Brother Yuanyang, for answering the questions."

Feng Jinhuang was a little regretful, but she was not disappointed. She got the answer she wanted, and did not stay. She pulled Long Aotian and retreated.

The latter was still full of doubts, but he couldn't resist it, so he could only bow his hands and retreat with him.

"The Buddha once said that in the future, he will be born, but he should be here..."
To be continued...