It's another starry night.

Ling Xiang sat alone on the roof of the thatched house, holding his knees, looking up at the sky alone.

The people of the Feather God Dynasty said that my brother went to the outside of the sky, where is the outside of the sky?

There are so many stars in the sky, is one of them where my brother is?

It's been four years......

Ling Xiang rubbed the bronze ring on his finger, and his heart was like water.

If my brother comes back, will he still recognize her?

In the past four years, many quiet nights like this, Ling Xiang has been nostalgic for the carefree life when his brother was by his side.

Even though life was not rich at that time, she lived happily.

The scene of parting is vivid, the picture of the brother standing on the altar waving at her, and even appeared in Ling Xiang's dream many times.

"Brother, how long will it take for you to come back? I really miss you......" Ling Xiang buried his head between his knees, his voice muffled and aggrieved.

She sat on the roof all night.

It wasn't until the first rays of the morning dawn rose on the horizon that Ling Xiang took a deep breath, stood up, and faced the purple air of the morning sun, his clear eyes concealed the meaning of longing, and returned to his usual coldness.

She ended a month of tranquil life and re-entered the state of cultivation.

Her brother has not yet returned, and she has to work hard to cultivate and prepare for a reunion in the future.

This kind of longing pain, Ling Xiang didn't want to have a second time.

……

Time flies.

In the following month, Ling Xiang carefully studied the scriptures of the Daogong volume of the Taiyin Ancient Scripture.

The realm on the other side is the last small realm of the secret realm of the wheel sea, Ling Xiang has already stepped over the step of "the scourge of being lost", and has successfully landed on the other side, and then he only needs to practice step by step, and he can gradually reach this realm to perfection.

The key is how to get to the next secret realm.

After a month of study, combined with some of the cultivation insights taught by Ram Yongming in the past, Ling Xiang had already realized the next step to enter the secret realm of the Dao Palace.

She looked at her body with her divine sense, and in the sea of bitterness under her umbilicus, a brilliant heavenly vein ran through the sea of suffering.

What was once a dead sea of bitterness has now changed dramatically.

The blue waves are surging and rolling like a tide.

The life spring in the center is bubbling endlessly, and the essence of life is like wolf smoke gushing out, gathering above the bitter sea, and countless divine patterns are swirling around that section of the heavenly vein, like a long rainbow running through the sun.

At the end of the bitter sea, the other side, that is a pure land.

The clouds and mist in the pure land are lingering, full of vitality, and in the clouds of the sky, there is a huge shrine located faintly, mysterious and extraordinary.

Ling Xiang only had time to see it, but in an instant, his vision was blocked by the clouds and mist, and he could no longer sense it.

"That divine palace should be the legendary Dao Palace, but it's a pity that I haven't been in the realm of the other side for a long time, and it's not easy to get a glimpse of it, and it's really a bit lofty to log in now."

Ling Siong was not discouraged.

She practiced one of the most powerful mother scriptures of the human race, and the master also carefully explained to her the essence of the scriptures of the secret realm of the Dao Palace, and taught her many cultivation insights.

Now, after a month of study and understanding, she became more and more convinced that as long as she could cultivate the realm of the other side to perfection, entering the Dao Palace would definitely be a matter of course.

……

The mountains are far away at dusk, and the white houses are poor in the cold weather.

In the blink of an eye, according to the season, it is already a cold winter.

However, the climate in this area where the Central Heavenly City of the Feather God Dynasty is located is very pleasant, and during the wax moon season, there is no wind or snow, just a little chill.

Several aunts in the village came to ask Ling Xiang, saying that they wanted to measure her body so that they could cut a new set of clothes for her.

This kind of thing happened in previous years, but Ling Xiang refused, and this year is the same.

Because the villagers were not wealthy, if they wanted to cut new clothes for her, they would need to save money for a long time.

Even if everyone joined forces to help, Ling Xiang didn't agree.

She only asked Aunt Liu to send a foot of cloth, and she did it herself, sewing and extending the set of clothes that she had been wearing for four years so that she could continue to wear them.

It's not that Ling Xiang is deliberately frugal, it's just that this dress was worn when she was separated from her brother, and she hopes that when she reunites with Ling Su in the near future, her brother will recognize her in the crowd at a glance.

……

On Chinese New Year's Eve, thousands of families are happy in the sound of firecrackers.

Ling Heng did not refuse the invitation of Liu Lianyi's family and had a Chinese New Year's Eve dinner with them.

When the two brothers of the Liu family, the big tiger and the second tiger, were in the middle of the year, Ling Xiang returned to his residence alone.

But she didn't feel sleepy.

Simply jumped onto the roof, facing the direction of the five-colored altar of the Feathered God, ready to meditate.

But at this moment, a huge bell rang from the direction where the Feather God was heading towards the Central Heavenly City—

Clang!

The fiery bells seem to have come from the barbaric era across time and space, full of vicissitudes and a sense of heaviness.

For more than four years, Ling Xiang had never heard such a bell.

But this is no ordinary bell, otherwise the sound would not have traveled so far.

She suddenly got up, jumped to her feet, and soared into the air.

Ling Xiang looked into the distance, and vaguely seemed to see many figures of the Feather God Dynasty hurriedly flying towards the Heavenly City, as if something had happened.

"There is a very old will in the bell, which seems to be in the same vein as the sound of the horn when my brother left." Ling Xiang muttered to himself, a faint excitement on his face.

Without much hesitation, Ling Xiang stepped on the Divine Rainbow and galloped towards the Five-Colored Altar.

A quarter of an hour later, Ling Xiang landed about five miles away from the altar.

She found herself unable to get any closer.

Something must have happened to the Feather Divine Dynasty, and there were obviously a lot more celestial soldiers patrolling nearby, and the guards were extremely tight.

"Is my brother back?" Ling Xiang was anxious.

She was curious to know what the hell was going on.

Ling Xiang gritted his teeth, repeated his old tricks, deliberately made himself dirty, and then walked towards the altar.

As expected, she had just walked a short distance when she was spotted.

"Stop!"

"If you dare to go forward, there will be no mercy!" The heavenly soldiers who came to stop her did not recognize her, and their tone was very indifferent.

"Uncle, I'...... I heard the bell, is my brother back? He left here four years ago, I ......."

"Leave now!"

Before Ling Xiang finished speaking, he was strongly interrupted by the other party.

"Please, uncle, just tell me......" Ling Xiang looked at the black-armored celestial soldier, trying to find out some news.

It's a pity that the other party has no patience at all.

Seeing that she didn't listen to persuasion, she directly stepped forward and grabbed Ling Xiang's collar, and threw her out with her backhand.

Ling Xiang didn't dare to use his divine power to protect himself, so he fell to the ground like that, letting his clothes be soaked by the muddy water all over the ground, and he became extremely embarrassed.

"Seeing that you are still young, I don't want to say it a third time, leave immediately!" The black-armored soldier gave the most severe warning.

Ling Xiang knew that he couldn't continue to entangle.

I could only get up, wipe the muddy water stains on my face, and leave step by step.

For the next few days, Ling Xiang had been wandering around here.

Many of the black-armored heavenly soldiers in charge of patrolling saw her, but they found that she was very well-behaved and did not cross the warning range of the five-color altar within a five-mile radius. Coupled with the fact that she was a defenseless little girl, those heavenly soldiers didn't pay too much attention to her.

Until the seventh day of the first month.

Legend has it that the seventh day of the first lunar month is the birthday of the human race.

This was supposed to be a festive day, but when the light on the five-colored altar flashed, and a large group of tired and scarred people suddenly appeared, Ling Xiang froze.

She recognized the men, the monks who had left with her brother four years earlier.

Yao Xiaotian, the Hengyang King of the Feather God Dynasty, several elders, and some young disciples such as Qiao Chengyao and Chu Jiaming.

Although it was separated by a distance of about five miles, the terrain here was flat, and Ling Xiang deliberately found a high small dirt slope in order to be able to observe the situation of the altar, and with her cultivation, she could easily see the situation on the altar.

After Yao Xiaotian and the others appeared on the five-color altar, someone from the Feather God Dynasty immediately greeted them.

After a while, those elders with advanced cultivation flew up to the Central Heavenly City, and this Hengyang King raised his hand and threw a large piece of corpse out of his sleeve.

Ling Xiang tried to search for her brother's figure in the crowd, but she looked and looked, but she couldn't find Ling Su.

Ling Xiang didn't believe that his brother didn't come back.

She couldn't help but jump off the small dirt slope and rush towards the five-colored altar.

At this time, the attention of the people of the Feather God Dynasty was all on the five-color altar, and they barely noticed Ling Xiang's actions, until she was only less than a dozen zhang away from the altar, and she was finally discovered by the heavenly soldiers.

"It's you again!"

That day, the soldiers recognized Ling Xiang and grabbed her, "Dare to break through here and look for death!" ”

Ling Xiang didn't care about it, he broke free with all his strength, and continued to rush towards the altar.

"Brother!!"

"Where are you?"

She shouted, wanting to hear Ling Su's response.

There are too many people, she doesn't know if she is dazzled, why hasn't she seen her brother all the time?

It's all so close.

Ling Xiang's heart was extremely flustered, she subconsciously used her cultivation, and she jumped out in one step, and was about to jump onto the altar, but in the next breath, a palm suddenly reached out in the void and grabbed it.