Ning Chu only felt a flower in front of him, and his body felt weightless.

At the same time, all kinds of chaotic energy filled all around, no matter how much he struggled, it was useless, as if he was in a whirlpool.

I don't know how long it took, but all the uncomfortable feelings disappeared.

When Ning Chu could see the scenery clearly, the surroundings had already changed drastically.

"Bai Su?"

His face changed greatly, and Bai Su, who was still in his arms just now, disappeared unconsciously.

And he was in a gray place all around, with no sun on his head, but a huge moon hanging over him, and although he could see the scenery clearly, there was always a hazy feeling.

It was as if there was always a mist that could not be dispersed.

"Where is this?"

"Bai Su, can Bai Su hear me?"

Ning Chu shouted vigorously a few times, but there was no reply.

Click......

There was a clicking sound under his feet, and when he looked down, he saw that it was a rotten bone, much like a human leg bone.

What the hell is this place?

Ning Chu was puzzled, he was still being chased and killed by the powerhouse of the Immortal Realm on the snow mountain last second, why did he come here in the next second?

The surroundings were eerie, and I couldn't even perceive a trace of spiritual power.

And as far as the eye can see, there are sparse plants growing on the ground, which look very strange and the colors are very monotonous.

Tuk Tuk ......

At this time, a series of percussion sounds came from afar, and Ning Chu listened to it for a long time, and finally determined that this was the sound of knocking on the wooden fish.

"Is there a monk here?"

There were some doubts in his heart, but Ning Chu didn't dare to look for it rashly.

After all, this place is extremely weird, if there are ghosts and demons, he believes it, and if there are monks, it seems a little out of place.

However, he thought so though.

But the Buddha bone relics on his chest shone faintly and flew out of his clothes.

Obviously, it was the sound of the wooden fish that caused the change of the relic, which was floating in front of him at this moment, slowly drifting away into the distance.

There, it was the direction in which the wooden fish sounded.

Although he was puzzled in his heart, Ning Chu still followed the relics and walked over.

Tuk Tuk ......

The hollow voice of the wooden fish seems very abrupt in this silent and dim world, but after listening to it for a long time, there is a natural feeling.

It seems that without the sound of this wooden fish, the world is missing something.

After a while, Ning Chu saw a small temple standing in the distance.

There is no mountain, no river, just a temple standing alone in the wilderness, neither magnificent, nor tall, made of bluestone, scattered around some plants, slightly bleak.

The sound of the wooden fish came from this temple.

When Ning Chu came to the temple, the relics were already hanging in the temple, and they seemed to be waiting for him.

After hesitating for a moment, Ning Chu stepped in.

The temple was also very dim, and what made Ning Chu even more puzzled was that there was no Buddha statue in this temple, let alone incense or anything like that, it was not simple.

Under the light of the Buddha of the relics, only an old monk with a thin body and a robe was sitting on a futon with his back to him.

Next to the old monk was a dusty green lamp, holding a Buddhist bead in his left hand and a wooden fish in his right hand.

The sound of the wooden fish is neither slow nor slow, and it is very rhythmic.

After Ning Chu entered the temple, he respectfully bowed to the old Buddha.

"Excuse me, Master, did you bring me here?"

As Ning Chu's voice sounded, the old monk paused, and the sound of the wooden fish stopped abruptly.

"Amitabha. ”

The old man's voice sounded, and the old monk did not look back, but muttered to the empty wall in front of him, "The donor has finally come." ”

"Oh, you know me?"

"Yes. ”

"Did you save me?"

"Yes. ”

"What is this place?"

"Lethe!"

"Lethe?"

Ning Chu was stunned for a moment, thinking for a moment, it seemed that he had never heard of such a place.

Just as he was about to continue asking, the old monk suddenly spoke: "May I ask what the donor just found on the top of the Tianshan Mountain?"

"You ......"

Ning Chu's face changed slightly, and he asked with some uncertainty, "What does the master mean?"

The old monk smiled: "Naturally, the donor is confused." ”

"You also know about 'sealing the sky'?"

"Yes!"

After hearing the affirmative answer, Ning Chu's heart jumped, obviously the old monk in front of him knew a lot of things, so there was no need for him to hide it.

Maybe now is the time to figure it all out.

"Although the donor tells the secret you have discovered, the poor monk will solve all the doubts if he does not understand, and as for the little friend who came with you, she has another chance, and the donor does not need to worry. ”

"Bai Su?"

Ning Chu secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this.

Although he couldn't see the reality of this person, he felt that he was a reliable person.

Since he said that Bai Su was fine, he shouldn't lie to himself, and after thinking for a while, Ning Chu slowly spoke:

"I saw a group of murals thousands of years ago in a palace on the top of the snow, which stated that after the 'Heavenly Netherworld War', the Heavenly Court sent Heavenly Craftsmen and immortals who were good at the way of formations, and it took hundreds of years to exhaust countless heavenly and earthly treasures, and they would ......

Ning Chu paused, and continued in a hoarse voice: "They actually quietly sealed the 'sky' and sealed the world under the sky, master, is this true?"

The old monk was silent for a moment when he heard this.

"As the donor said, what you see on a daily basis is ...... It's fake!"

"Hiss......"

Even if he had been mentally prepared, Ning Chu still gasped when he heard this.

The days are fake.

The sky is fake!

This was undoubtedly thunderous on a sunny day, making Ning Chu stiff for a long time, and it was difficult to digest these four words.

The sky that I look up at on weekdays turned out to be fake.

The sun, moon and stars they saw were all fake.

"No wonder, no wonder!"

At this time, Ning Chu suddenly remembered another thing.

The "Xingchen Jue" he cultivated could absorb the power of the stars everywhere at any time in the remnant realm behind the stone gate, but he couldn't do it in the outside world.

I can see the stars in the sky, but I can't feel the power of the stars.

At the beginning, Ning Chu was very puzzled, and he thought that the world was incomplete, so the power of the stars infiltrated him, but now it seems that it is a different matter at all.

Because the 'sky' has been sealed, the sun, moon and stars are all fake, and the true power of the stars has been blocked out.

The sky is 13,000 feet high.

It's no wonder that Daoist Qingniu is desperate to measure the sky, it must be that he and Qi Yuan also learned this secret, so they have such crazy actions.

And his expression before his death may be mocking the monks in this world.

For thousands of years, how many generations of monks have been blinded by it, and they have spent their lives pursuing the immortal path, until the loess is buried in the bones, and they don't know the heaven on their heads...... It turned out to be a fake!

This is a great irony indeed!

"Amitabha. ”

The old monk sighed lightly: "Would the benefactor want to listen to the poor monk tell you about the causes and consequences of this 'sealing the sky'?"

Ning Chu was overjoyed when he heard this.

"The younger generation listened. ”

"Good. ”

The old monk pondered for a moment, and the words came slowly:

"This matter has to start from ancient times, when the three worlds of heaven, earth and man coexisted, the gods occupied the heavenly realm, the human emperor dominated the human world, and the king of Hades ruled the underworld. Later......"