I don't know if the figure is male or female, let alone old or young, but appearing over there at this time, it seems to be looking towards me, which makes the weird feeling in my heart even stronger.

At the same time, the inexplicable disgust in my heart also deepened.

I rubbed the trembling stupid dog in my arms, and after taking a deep look at the Jade Emperor Palace, I left directly and walked in the direction where the Shangqing Palace was located.

If you see a lot of weird things, you won't be surprised!

No matter how many secrets there are in the ancestral court, my goal here is just to take Lan Yao and them, and by the way, to meet the Heavenly Master, and other things, as long as I don't take the initiative to find trouble, I can also open my eyes and close my eyes as if I didn't see them.

I was vigilant in my heart, and after leaving the area with the silly dog in my arms, nothing unusual appeared.

When I walked through the corridor and came to the Shangqing Palace in the central area of the ancestral garden, I saw Mo Yi and the old beggar in front of the ancient and magnificent buildings of the Shangqing Palace.

The two guys sat in front of the gate of the Shangqing Palace for more than ten zhang, as if they were sleeping and as if they were sleeping.

The old beggar's old face was a little hideous, his eyes were closed, and his body was full of violence, as if he was fighting against something in a dream, which was a very painful feeling.

Mo Yi's side was a little better, a faint black mist lingered around his body, and his face seemed relatively calm, but his breath fluctuations were a little disordered. Of course, the reason why he was relatively calm was probably because of the relationship between the small token in his hand that exuded a faint glow, and the yin qi emitted from it was definitely the purest I had ever seen.

I called out the names of both of them, but neither Mo Yi nor the old beggar responded.

Just as I was about to reach out and touch the two of them, Mo Yi suddenly trembled slightly, and said intermittently, "Don't touch us...... Watch out for that guy in the hall......"

After barely saying this, a trace of pain appeared on Mo Yi's face, and the ghostly light on the small token in his hand flickered violently, as if it was providing Mo Yi with strength against some invisible force that suppressed him.

I looked at the gate of the Shangqing Palace, and there was a bright light in the main hall, but the light was also very dim.

Damn, the dignified and holy land, where the ancestral court is located, shouldn't it be the brightest place in heaven and earth?

How did it look like the ghosts and ghosts were occupying this place?

I put the stupid dog that was still a little trembling in my arms beside Mo Yi and the old beggar, and said to the stupid dog, "Guard them both!" ”

Without waiting for the stupid dog to respond, I took a deep breath and walked directly towards the gate of the Shangqing Palace.

In the process of approaching the gate of the Shangqing Palace, the breeze blew in gusts, and the strange and special power contained in it was different from that of the Houtu Palace. This force was constantly lingering around me, as if it was about to burrow into my body, but it was also suspicious.

It wasn't until I walked in front of the gate of the Shangqing Palace that this strange power that haunted me completely dissipated.

In the Shangqing Palace, there is also a huge statue, an old man riding a green ox, holding a scroll of scriptures in one hand and a whip in the other, giving people a very leisurely feeling.

However, the moment I saw the statue, my heartbeat was instantly disturbed.

It is a feeling that is difficult to describe, indescribable, and if I had to say part of it, I can only say that it is disgust, irritability, and a little excitement and sadness, which is very complex and contradictory.

I didn't dare to look at the face of the statue, for fear that there would be a similar situation in the back earthen hall, and my eyes were fixed on the person under the statue.

The man was dressed in a moon-white robe, with white hair and beard, and looked like an ordinary old man.

This is the old heavenly master of Longhu Mountain?

There is still a big difference between reality and fantasy, in my imagination, the old heavenly master of Longhu Mountain should be an immortal-like existence, the kind of old man full of immortal wind and bone temperament, and at this time, this one in the Shangqing Palace gives me the feeling that it is not only very ordinary, but also a little awkward.

That's right, it's awkward and weird!

Because, at this time, he was wearing a demon mask with blue faces and fangs on his face, and under the light of the flickering oil lamp, he added a bit of hideousness and gloom.

At the same time, he was painting with a huge paintbrush in both hands.

In the main hall of the Shangqing Palace, a huge layer of white paper is paved, occupying a large area in the center of the main hall. And the Heavenly Master stood on the huge drawing paper, outlining the lines of the Tao with that large and surprisingly large brush, drawing without hurry.

The corners of his moon-white robe were stained with ink, but he didn't care, as if the whole person was immersed in the artistic conception of this painting, and the whole person seemed to have become a figure in the painting, and he didn't even look at me.