As groups of people arrived and left the sea of clouds that had calmed down, the Mo family's secret treasure began to tumble again.

A nine-story tower suddenly rose from the ground in the center of the vault, and the tower slowly became smaller as it ascended, and by the time it rose to the sea of clouds, the nine-story tower had become the size of a thumb.

In the white sea of clouds, a pink cloud floated quickly, and on top of the pink cloud lay a little boy wearing a pink belly pocket.

The little boy lazily stretched out his chubby little hand, grabbed the tip of the smaller tower with his thumb and forefinger, and then shook his hand in the sea of clouds. As he swayed, some small black dots in the small tower fell into the clouds from time to time.

After shaking back and forth nine times, the little boy sat up on the pink clouds, put the nine-story tower in the palm of his hand and observed it back and forth, looked at the two shining small words on the waist of the tower, and smiled with satisfaction.

Lingyun.

His name.

Juzi said that everyone should have the ambition of Lingyun.

He believes that the meaning of this sentence is that everyone should have him in their hearts.

The little boy put the nine-story tower to his ear, and the two spires suddenly glowed with two orbs, one red and one blue, and the blue and red light passed through his ear like a line. A small nine-story tower hung above his ears.

The little boy touched the small tower like an earring and clapped his hands with satisfaction, grabbed a piece of white looking cloud from the sea of clouds in the distance, took a small bite from the edge, and then twisted it indiscriminately, wrung out a few drops of water, and brushed the water surface with his little hand, and the water droplets turned into a water mirror.

The little boy looked at himself in the water mirror, danced in front of the water mirror, and made a commotion.

In the sea of clouds behind him, a foot suddenly kicked him, kicked him in the ass, and kicked him into the water mirror in front of him.

The wet little boy wiped a handful of water stains on his face, and said angrily: "Mojia, you bastards, what are you doing kicking my ass?" ”

A rusty machine armor pulled out the thick clouds, scratched the hairless head, and said a little innocently: "I saw you twisting around just now, and I was worried that you would go crazy after recovering the Lingyun Tower. So I want to wake you up. In a hurry, he stepped out first. ”

The little boy apparently didn't believe the lie that seemed clumsy.

He glanced at the machine armor with disdain, and said seriously: "Mo Jia, can you be more serious and serious next time you tell a lie." Don't be hippie and smiley, it's easy for people to see through. ”

The machine nodded mechanically.

The little boy's good mood was lost by the kick of the machine armor, so he had to sit back on his pink cloud and sulk.

The machine armor also sat down beside him, constantly fiddling with the sea of clouds in his hands, the ink armor tilted his head, and there was no expression on his metal cheeks, "Ling Yun, this is the last time this heaven and earth has been opened, and it is about to close." What do you think we're going to do next?"

The little boy lay on top of the pink clouds and muttered, "What else can I do?" The giant said let's go and see this good world for him, to see if this world has become better, whether it is the world that our Mo family is looking forward to, then we will go to the world for him, and go for him to see what the world they desperately guarded has become now. ”

The little boy glanced at the rust on the armor, and said with some concern: "Besides, the cause and effect in this heaven and earth are too thick, let's go out, if you stay any longer, you may be corroded and melted by the cause and effect of the Heavenly Dao, it's not that I am reluctant to use my merit to help you resolve the cause and effect, it's just ......"

The boy tried to speak, but was interrupted by a wave of his hand.

Ink Armor lay on his back on a cloud, drifting with the cloud.

There are clouds above the clouds, and there are clouds under the clouds. And he can only wander around with the clouds.

Mo Jia closed his eyes in silence, and said in a somewhat low voice: "Lingyun, I'm tired, I'll sleep first." When I wake up, you will accompany me to see the sea of clouds, and we will stay away from this place of deep cause and effect, go to the world to see, and feel what the giant said...... Popularity. If I don't wake up, then I'm ...... It's home. ”

Mo Jia's voice became quieter and quieter, and in the end, it was as if he was asleep, and he couldn't hear it.

Ling Yun listened carefully for a while, and found that he couldn't hear anything clearly in the end. He hugged his knees, rested his chin on his knees, and looked at the sea of clouds in the distance.

The sea of clouds rolls and changes.

In the golden sun, it rushes like a snow-white river.

The giant said that no one in this world can see the same sea of clouds.

But he felt as if every sea of clouds in this world was the same, and there was no difference.

For thousands of years, this sea of clouds has never changed.

Ling Yun seemed to be afraid of making noise to the sleeping machine armor, so he whispered: "Big man, what do you say about this sea of clouds?" ”

The machine armor muttered in a low voice: "I also don't think there is anything to see in this sea of clouds, but the giant likes to see it." So I also looked at it for tens of thousands of years, but after tens of thousands of years, this sea of clouds is still a sea of clouds, and I haven't seen a single flower. ”

Ling Yun sighed, since it is something that the giant likes, it must be the best thing in the world.

Just like the giant's favorite him.

It's the best thing in the world.

Ling Yun smiled, waved his little hand and said, "Big man, when we leave, I will move this sea of clouds away." ”

Trap A was silent.

The little boy said yes.

The little boy looked at the sea of clouds in the distance and smiled.

Just laughing and laughing, and crying, but there were no tears to fall.

It's not that only humans have parting.

Why they also have.

......

......

A group of people fell from the sea of clouds and fell back above the sea of clouds.

Ye Yingshui and Zheng Nanfeng glanced at each other, and they both saw the shock in their respective eyes.

Each layer of the conscience in the Lingyun Tower is directed at their original heart, knocking on their heart door, knocking on their heart, and the slightest carelessness is a catastrophe.

The vicissitudes in Ye Yingshui's eyes flashed away, followed by confusion and incomprehension, but he quickly covered it up.

Ye Yingshui rubbed his eyebrows and said, "Zheng Nanfeng, have you got the things that your Zheng family wanted?"

Zheng Nanfeng shook his head, then nodded again, "I got half of it." ”

"Half?" Ye Yingshui was a little curious, "Why did you only get half of it?" Who took the other half?"

Zheng Nanfeng's eyes were a little gloomy, he took out half a crystal ball from the mustard seeds, and said with the anger in his heart: "Half of it was taken away by the corpse Jiao." ”

Ye Yingshui obviously didn't believe it, and didn't believe that corpse Jiao had this ability.

When he was on the top of the mountain before, although that young man could fight Zheng Nanfeng, what he saw in this Lingyun Tower was not the level of combat power, but the advantages and disadvantages of his state of mind.

She couldn't understand why he could snatch half of the crystal ball from the hands of himself and Zheng Nanfeng in this Lingyun Tower. Why did Lingyun Tower give him half of the crystal ball again?

Ye Yingshui narrowed her eyes and looked at a little fat man holding half a crystal ball in her hand on the other side of the sea of clouds.

The little fat man seemed to feel Ye Yingshui's gaze on him, and grinned at Ye Yingshui.

The little fat man glanced at the crystal ball in his hand with disgust, and said to Zheng Nanfeng, who was in a daze on the side: "That, Xiao Zheng! I took this half of the inheritance crystal of the Mo family's machine technique! Don't forget to say to the old immortals of the public losers behind you that the inheritance crystal was taken by me, master." Do you remember my name, sir? I'm afraid you'll forget, so I'll tell you again. Remember, my name is Corpse Jiao. ”

The little fat man added again: "Tell them that it is the corpse Jiao who has the heart of the four seas and eats the air of cattle." ”

Zheng Nanfeng came back to his senses and said expressionlessly: "Don't be too complacent, just put the half of the inheritance crystal with you and store it for a few days." ”

The little fat man smiled slightly, snapped his fingers and said, "This sentence is exactly what I want to say to you." ”

After the little fat man finished speaking, he stepped on the sea of clouds, and the whole person ejected, since he didn't see the figure of the young man in this sea of clouds, then go elsewhere to find it.

Bi Jingxiao's half of the Mo family's secret treasure is still on him! It's worth a little money.

Zheng Nanfeng watched the corpse Jiao leave expressionlessly, but the murderous intent in his eyes couldn't be concealed.

Ye Yingshui asked with some curiosity, "Don't leave him behind?"

Zheng Nanfeng glanced at Ye Yingshui with a gloomy look in his eyes, and did not answer this seemingly trivial question, but said directly: "I feel that this Dragon Gate Secret Realm is crowding me out, it seems that this Dragon Gate Secret Realm is about to close, let's go to Longquan first! ”

After Zheng Nanfeng finished speaking, he ignored Ye Yingshui, and left this sea of clouds with the two Zheng clansmen behind him who had their own gains in Lingyun Tower.

As for all the opportunities that Ye Yingshui had obtained in the Lingyun Tower, he didn't even ask.

Not necessarily.

It's his, it's going to be his, it's going to be him.

If it's not his, he'll find a way to become his.

Ye Yingshui looked at Zheng Nanfeng's departing back, pressed his thumb on his eyebrows and rubbed it gently, the corners of his mouth smiled slightly, and hurriedly walked quickly to keep up with Zheng Nanfeng who was far away.

And on a sea of clouds not far from here, a young man suddenly woke up, in addition to confusion or confusion in his eyes, he raised his hands numbly, and stood on top of the sea of clouds into a big character.

The young man's eyes became more and more cloudy, and his mouth was full of muttering some inaudible words, he raised his right hand again numbly, and drew a horizontal line on the top of his head with his right index finger, and then the index finger was slightly bent, and he tapped lightly on the horizontal line above his head.

The young man muttered something that could finally be heard, "It's fate, it's fate, it's fate!"

After the boy finished speaking, he lay on his back and fell on the sea of clouds.

Even the horizontal line on his head turned into a heavenly character.

And after he fell, Mo Ziqing, who was driven to Lingyun Tower by a transparent figure, came to his side, carried him on his back, and walked towards Yunshen nowhere.

Mo Ziqing repeated the words before the young man fell, "It's not fate, it's fate, it's fate." Ziyuan, senior brother is not as far away as you!"

Mo Ziqing said with a somewhat complicated expression: "Heaven and earth are endowed with life, and there must be death in life." In spring and autumn, the grass and trees will wither. It turns out that the fate is not to ask us to obey the sky, but to let us learn to change our lives against the sky. It is fate or fate, what is in this world is destined in the dark, everything is the product of non-resignation. If you don't accept your fate, it's your real life. ”

Mo Ziqing looked up at the sky and said softly: "It seems that this world still prefers those who strive for self-improvement." People who strive for self-improvement, how can you be one of them!"

Mo Ziqing shook his head again and said with a smile: "How can you say that it should be! If even a person like you, who is burdened with monstrous karma and still strives to live after the Heavenly Dao is present, is not a person who is constantly striving for self-improvement, then aren't people in this world just a bunch of ants who eat and wait for death?"

Mo Ziqing grinned, and he didn't know who he was thinking of, but he felt that the sea of clouds above the sky looked a little better, as if it was full of flowers.

He only felt that this huge sea of clouds should be like spring all year round.