The story of the sixth floor also begins with a palace, and this palace is the one that appeared in the third layer. It's a pity that it's no longer a thing.

The general who killed the scholar Qingfeng sat high on the throne, still wearing that armor on his body. On the Jinluan Palace, twenty-one people in armor were prostrate on the ground, as if waiting for the master's summons.

After a while, more than ten eunuchs slowly walked into the palace, two of them carried a huge scroll of paintings, and after standing in the palace, more than ten eunuchs went into battle together, and slowly pulled away the scrolls, showing in front of them was a magnificent picture of the mountains and rivers of Shenzhou. Seeing this painting, many people present were shocked, even Li Laosan, who was outside the environment, was also shocked by the magnificent rivers and mountains in the painting.

The general stepped down from the throne and came to the mountains and rivers, admired it with his hands behind his back, and then nodded. Immediately afterwards, he drew his sword, raised his hand, the sword light flashed, the light stopped the sword from falling, and the picture of mountains and rivers was cut into twenty-two completely equal pieces. The eunuchs gave twenty-one of them to the twenty-one who knelt on the ground, and the remaining one to the general, who had just put away his sword.

The general took the painting and said something to the twenty-one people kneeling on the ground, as if giving some kind of order, and the twenty-one people on the ground nodded their heads again and again, and then got up in turn and left the palace hall.

The smoke surged, the picture suddenly turned, and a wide road appeared in front of Li Laosan's eyes, and twenty-one horsemen stood side by side. These twenty-one horsemen were the twenty-one men in the palace who had received the paintings. They shook their fists at each other, and then they spurred their horses and went their separate ways.

This is the end of the illusion of the sixth layer.

Li Laosan didn't stay on the sixth floor, and after the illusion stopped, he quickly ascended to the seventh floor, and the sixth layer collapsed.

The seventh floor was empty, there was no smoke or illusion, and the old Taoist priest did not appear as promised.

"Dust Dao Chief, Dust Dao Chief......" Li Laosan shouted loudly, now he was full of questions, he was eager to know why Chenchen let himself walk into this tower, why he let himself see those things, since this is the case, then this matter must have some kind of connection with himself, so what is the connection? Li Laosan was in a state of confusion, but the dust Taoist priest still did not appear.

"Dusty ......" Li Laosan was about to shout again, when a fog rose in front of him, and there was a short figure in the fog, and it was a little boy when he looked closely.

"Sanqing!" Li Laosan recognized at a glance that the little boy in the fog was his son, and he was still wearing the clothes that Li Laosan had changed into when he went out today.

"Why did Sanqing appear in the illusion? Could it be that this matter had something to do with his own son? No, no......" The more Li Laosan thought about it, the more anxious he became, and he didn't want his son to be involved in the whirlpool again.

In the illusion, a tall figure appeared, it was Li Laosan, his face was covered with haze, and he slowly walked towards Sanqing, his eyes showing a fierce light.

In the next second, Li Laosan in the illusion took out a dagger from there, and then grabbed Sanqing's neck and lifted him up, and Sanqing, who was powerless to struggle, turned pale. Li Laosan raised the dagger and slammed it into Sanqing's chest.

"No?" Li Laosan, who was outside the illusion, roared hoarsely.

In the illusion, Li Laosan threw Sanqing to the ground, and then looked up at Li Laosan outside the illusion. He smiled, full of sarcastic smiles, and then unbridled laughter! He leaned over Sanqing's body and began to suck the blood that flowed from the wound.

"No, no, stop! It's not true, it's not true!" Seeing such a scene, Li Laosan's heart was under great pressure, and he felt a splitting headache.

"These are all true!" The mist cleared, and the dust Taoist appeared in front of Li Laosan.

"No, it's not true!" Li Laosan glared at the dust.

"Some of the things you have just seen have happened before, and some of them are things that are going to happen, and these things are a causal bond between your father and son, and you must leave him, otherwise the last thing you see will turn out to be true, believe it or not, that's all you can say. The dust priest told the story.

"I, do you have to leave?" Li Laosan tried to calm himself down, he refused to believe anything like a causal bond, but he had to believe it, after all, he had walked a lot in this half of his life, and he had seen a lot of nature.

"You have to go, if the whole thing is a book, then Sanqing is the protagonist in this book, he must go on according to the predetermined plot, and the ending is doomed to be tragic, don't you want to help him? Help him rewrite the ending?"

Li Laosan seemed to understand, but was there any reason not to help Sanqing, he hesitated for a moment and asked, "As long as I leave, Sanqing will be safe?"

"You have more important things to do for him!" said Lichen with a nod.

"Okay, I'll go! In the future, I hope that the Taoist can take care of Sanqing well. Li Laosan said resolutely.

"This matter, I'm afraid that Poor Dao can't help it, what you see me is just a wisp of remnant soul, after daring to tell you the sky, I must have to end up scattered. However, you should still believe in Sanqing, since you can be a person of books, then you will definitely have your own natural appearance!" Lichen said with a smile.

"I hope so!"

"Xiaodao is now retiring, remember not to be emotional, but it has become a stumbling block for Sanqing!"

Li Laosan was stunned in place, his brain blank. Before he could come to his senses, the floor beneath his feet began to shake again. The seventh and final floor of the tower also collapsed.

Li Laosan's feet were empty, and he fell.

"Ahh

"Is it a dream?" Li Laosan sat up and touched his head, feeling a little headache. At this time, it was almost dusk, and dark clouds were converging on the top of the mountain in all directions.

"No, it's not a dream!" Li Laosan stood up, looked at the sky, and remembered the last time he saw the dust Taoist, and the dust Taoist asked him to come to this Fanjia Village. It seems that this qiē was deliberately arranged by him, and Lichen said that this is a story, but what kind of story will it be? Li Laosan suddenly had some expectations.

"Sanqing, I hope you can understand!" Li Laosan looked at the thickening clouds on the sky dome and said in a deep voice.

Li Laosan, who had made up his mind, didn't think too much about it, and he stepped on the afterglow of the sunset and began to slowly descend the mountain. In the sky on the top of the mountain, the clouds are thick, and the mountain rain is coming!