Immediately, the old man touched Wang Yi's little head, took his little hand and slowly walked towards the gray wooden door in the attic. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

When he arrived at the wooden door, the old man's eyes were full of anticipation, and his face was even more excited. With a trembling right hand, he slowly pushed towards the gray wooden door.

However, the wooden door did not move. Seeing this, the old man was slightly stunned. The strength in his hand increased, and suddenly, the glow of the entire pavilion flickered, and the old man felt a powerful rebound force surging.

The old man hurriedly pulled Wang Yi back, shook his head, and said to Wang Yi with a smile; "I don't have anything to do with it. I've never stepped into half a step for thousands of years.... Little one, it should be only you who can open it. ”

Wang Yi raised his little head and asked puzzledly, "Grandpa, why do we want to open this door?" ”

The old man sighed faintly, and said slowly: "The old man is a pure man, he has been cultivating immortals for more than 1,800 years, when I was in my twenties, I only knew that my master sat on the black stone in the back mountain every day to meditate, and when I was two hundred years old, my master was still like this, and he never left half a step, even to me and my brothers and sisters to preach and teach there. Later, one day, the master said to me that he was going to cross the tribulation and ascend, and let me be the next head of the immortal gate, at this time I knew why the master always meditated there, and the master asked me to swear in front of him that I would guard this place all the year round, and that I would not leave unless something big happened, and then I became the new head of the sect, and in this more than 1,000 years, I remember ..... Myself.... It's like I've been away twice. ”

Then, Tian Chizi looked at Wang Yi with a faintly excited expression, and said: "And all this is to wait for a person who has a chaotic divine body and can revive the Open Heaven Mirror, this person is you." ”

Wang Yi was confused when he heard it, when he was on the high platform just now, the machine spirit Xiaohong said that he was a chaos god body. Later, he was surrounded by several people, and he also said that he was a Chaos God Body, but he didn't know anything about what the Chaos God Body was.

At this moment, when he heard Tian Chizi say that he was a Chaos God Body, he hurriedly asked, "Old man, what is a Chaos God Body?" ”

Tian Chizi shook his head and sighed: "I don't know exactly what the Chaos God Body is, but I know that it may be related to a grudge in the ancient era. ”

Seeing Wang Yi blinking his eyes, with a look of breaking the sand pot and asking the end, Tian Chizi smiled and said: "If you want to know the truth, it's actually very simple, push open that door, I think the answer to everything should be inside." ”

Although Wang Yi is young, he is also a decisive person, since he has doubts, since he has come here, since the predecessors of Tian Chizi have said that the answer is inside, he did not hesitate at all, and took a few steps forward at the moment, walked to the door, and learned what Tian Chizi did just now, and slowly pressed his right hand on the door.

With a heavy "creak" sound, the gray wood was slowly pushed away.

At this moment, this "squeaking" sound sounded in Tian Chizi's ears, but it was like a long drought and rain that made him excited, his skin as old as the bark of a tree slowly opened and trembled violently, his eyes were red with excitement, Tian Chizi muttered to himself: "Cultivation so far, the biggest mystery in my heart, is it finally going to be solved today?" ”

The wooden door opened, and the scenery inside was already unobstructed. I saw that the room was empty, and there was only a black offering table inside, and there was a painting hanging in front of the offering table, which was so hazy that people could not see the contents of the painting.

Wang Yi took a step and walked in.

Seeing this, Tian Chizi also followed in, and suddenly when he was about to step into it, he saw that the old pavilion suddenly emitted a burst of purple light, Tian Chizi's feet that had already taken half a step were blocked back, Tian Chizi was secretly shocked, his cultivation is the realm of the Great Perfection of the Dacheng Period, looking at the Tianyuan Continent, faintly has the title of the first person, at this moment he was stopped by a door, and was about to forcibly enter, suddenly the force from the wooden door suddenly surged, and Tian Chizi felt that his body was light, It had been thrown two feet away and landed steadily on the path, and the wooden door slowly closed.

But he said that after Wang Yi entered, he turned his head and saw that Tian Chizi was pushed out by the fairy light on the door, and he was about to run out, but the door suddenly closed. I couldn't help but be anxious, standing by the door and going to pull the wooden door, but this time the door was not moving, Wang Yi saw that the wooden door could not be opened, so he stood in the wooden door and shouted outside: "Grandpa, the wooden door is closed, I can't get out." ”

But when I shouted in my voice, I couldn't hear the reply of the heavenly child outside the door,

The light in the room is good, like daylight, Wang Yi was born as a child in a mountain village, and at the age of three he dared to go alone to catch the cubs of fierce beasts in the mountains and forests, and he was naturally very bold, and he couldn't get out, but he didn't panic, so he walked in the direction of the table, and when he got closer, he saw clearly the painting hanging high, only to see a young man painted in the painting, the appearance of the person in his twenties, the expression was indescribably cold, but the appearance was very handsome, the eyes of the person in the painting looked at the sky, the demeanor was elegant like a fairy, and when he looked closely, he gave people a deep sense of loneliness. It seems that the people in the painting have endless sadness and longing, that kind of faint sadness, beyond age, beyond time and space, beyond everyone's cognition, all the words in this world cannot be described, and all the descriptions seem pale and powerless in the face of that faint sadness.

Wang Yi doesn't know anything about painting, but when he looks at the people in the painting, the loneliness, the sadness, and the longing make him faintly have an illusion, just like the feeling of missing his parents in the dead of night on the first day he came to Falling Shadow Peak, that feeling is so light, but it seems to be engraved in his bones.

Wang Yi couldn't help but look at the young man's eyes, but the young man's eyes in the painting seemed to move slightly, and the eyes were originally looking at the sky, but now they were looking straight at himself.

The young man's eyes had endless magic, just at a glance, Wang Yi felt that his body was stiff and couldn't move, and then, he felt that he was floating, Wang Yi couldn't help but look at his feet, but found that his body was still standing in place. Wang Yi looked at himself below in astonishment, and suddenly, like the instinct engraved in everyone's body, Wang Yi knew that his soul had been out of his body, could he just die? Thinking of his parents at home, Wang Yi felt deeply unwilling. Is it going to be yin and yang from now on? Wang Yi couldn't help crying, but found that he didn't even have tears. The young man in the painting was still looking at Wang Yi, and suddenly walked out of the painting and came to Wang Yi floating in mid-air.

Wang Yi was sad and crying, but found that he had no tears left, he was a child, just now he thought that he and his parents were crying after this yin and yang, and at this moment he was constantly rubbing his eyes with both heads to see if he could rub his tears, but he had no choice but to rub them, but there was not a drop of tears. As soon as he put his hands down, he found that the person in the painting was standing opposite him, looking at himself quietly, and his heart couldn't help but sink, and he asked in a milky voice: "Who are you?" What do you want? ”

When the young man heard this, he seemed to be intoxicated with his memories, and after a while, he spoke: "I am Qing, one of the seven gods of heaven and earth, under the Pangu Throne, and my people call me Qingtian. ”

After a slight pause, he seemed to think of something again, his expression suddenly became sad, and he said: "I'm not Qing, I'm just a wisp of Qing's divine sense, Qing has already fallen in the vast starry sky, and tens of thousands of years have passed." ”

After the young man finished speaking, it took a long time for the sadness on his face to slowly fade, and the young man quietly looked at Wang Yi in front of him, and suddenly said: "You have a chaotic god body, and my existence is to wait for you." ”

After speaking, he stretched out his hand and pointed at Wang Yi's forehead.

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