I don't know how long it took, Mu Xin Daoist opened his eyes and found that he was lying on the ground, where he was in a large hall. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The hall is so grand that the pillars on both sides need to be enclosed by several people, and when you look up, the roof of the hall is as high as a hill, and there seem to be some frescoes on it, but they are too far away to see the contents of the frescoes.

"What the hell is this place?" Mu Xin Daoren asked secretly.

Unfortunately, no one could answer his question, it was empty and no sound was heard.

Mu Xin Dao people got up from the ground, and found that they were not soul bodies, I don't know what was going on, when they came to this strange place after merging with the blood of the gods, the soul actually returned to the body, but their body was obviously in the Taoist temple on the immeasurable snow mountain? It has been guarded by Feng Xiaotian and the scholar together, since the soul has returned to the body, where did Feng Xiaotian and the scholar go?

After walking back and forth in the main hall, no trace of anyone was found, Mu Xindao felt very strange, judging from the appearance of this hall, it didn't look like there was no one, and there was no sign of dilapidation at all.

Just as he was about to walk out of the hall, Mu Xindao suddenly felt that the entire hall was shaking on the ground, and the rumbling sound was endless.

"What the hell is going on?" Mu Xin Dao Man clearly heard that the rumbling sound was coming from outside the main hall, and he was really shocked when he walked to the door of the main hall.

The surroundings of this hall are all hidden in the clouds, like a fairyland, and the vibration and rumbling sound just now have also been far away, Mu Xin Daoist dared to walk out of the main hall, and suddenly felt as light as a swallow, and he could jump out of dozens of meters with one body.

Mu Xindao kept flying between the pavilions and pavilions, and found no one everywhere he went, and immediately gave up the idea of looking for other living creatures, everything here seemed so calm, but it was strange all the time.

It feels like a dead city, time doesn't seem to play any role here, the buildings here show no signs of mottled and dilapidated, everywhere is like new, but it looks like a strong antiquity, and people can see that the architecture here has gone through countless years and thousands of years of vicissitudes.

Mu Xindao kept shuttling in one direction, and he suddenly thought of a question - what would the edge of this place look like?

The architectural style here is exactly the same, as long as you keep running in one direction, you will always go to the edge, only there can you see what the outside world is like, Mu Xindao has a strong feeling in his heart, the boundary here is very far away, and there is a faint force that prevents him from looking for the boundary, constantly interfering with Mu Xindao, wanting him to return to the original hall.

Mu Xin Dao tried his best not to let himself be thwarted by this mysterious force, and ran wildly in the same direction, and sure enough, at the end, he came to a cliff, where he finally knew what the edge was like.

In front of him is a sea of clouds, I don't know how deep it is under the cliff, Mu Xindao people poked their heads out and looked down, they couldn't see anything except the sea of clouds, this palace group was like a fairy palace floating above the sea of clouds, surrounded by a sea of clouds.

Mu Xin Daoren was shocked when he saw this scene, he didn't expect this strange place to be a palace on the clouds, and the first thought that came to his mind was that this palace complex was likely to be the place where the gods lived. There will always be scenes like Asgard in legends, and this is exactly what the legend says about Asgard, but it's a pity that you can't see a single immortal.

Suddenly, Mu Xin Daoist remembered what was recorded in the scriptures, after the battle of the gods, the gods could not bear the destruction of the Three Realms, and a large part of them left here and went to a higher level, while the remaining cultivators were willing to stay and repair the Three Realms that were damaged by the war, and this was a place where the gods gathered.

Is he still in the blood of the gods? What you see now is a message from the blood of the gods to yourself?

Mu Xindao people suddenly had such an idea, the more they thought about it, the more frightened they became, this possibility is very large, before devoting himself to the blood of the gods, accepting the test of the power in the blood, and then his consciousness became more and more blurred, and when he woke up, he found that he had come here, Mu Xindao people felt that there was such a possibility, here is just a message transmitted to himself by the power in the blood, describing what the heavenly palace where the gods live is like, and there may be other similar information passed on later, maybe everything around will change again, which became a different scene.

As soon as he thought of this stubble, Mu Xindao saw that everything in front of him began to become distorted, and it disappeared like flying sand in an instant, and the whole world was gradually shrouded in darkness, until finally it completely turned into pitch black. Mu Xin Dao didn't dare to wander around, he wasn't sure if what he had just seen was real or illusory, and the magnificent temple he woke up to was still there.

Mu Xindao people try their best to let their ears hear sounds, but in this dark world, even the sound disappears without a trace, and they walk silently.

Thinking of the state in which he was still in the flesh just now, Mu Xindao even wondered if he was in a dream now, and the almost real scenes he saw just now were actually illusions created by dreams, and he didn't have to pay attention to them at all. But after thinking about it, Mu Xindao thought of the powerful power contained in the blood of the gods, and felt that this might not be a dream, but just a memory stored in the blood of the gods.

The original cultivators, that is, the so-called gods in people's mouths, their place of residence is these palace complexes, in the eyes of mortals, they are immortals who live high in the clouds, in essence, they are just the identity of cultivators, mortals do not understand that the Tao represents gods, so they are defined as gods, and later there are more and more legends about the gods, and this temple may also exist in a legend, but it has not spread.

"Hey—wake up!" Mu Xindao felt that someone was shaking him.

Listening to this voice, it seemed to be very close, and Mu Xindao felt in a daze that this seemed to be an endless sound.

Mu Xin Daoren opened his eyes with difficulty, and in front of him stood Wuya, who was looking at him with a strange look.

"What's wrong?" Mu Xindaoren asked blankly.

Wuya said: "I still want to ask you what's going on, just now you melted into the blood and disappeared, I looked for you for a long time to pull you out of the blood, but you fell into a coma, just now I tried several methods but couldn't wake you up, I don't know if you are pretending to be asleep or confused, the whole person looks very strange." ”