There are very few people in the world who know Zhou Han.

He is not a young genius, nor is he a proud protégé of a certain master, and he has no record that shocks the cultivation world, and his popularity in the cultivation world is at best a cat and a dog.

And Zhou Han only knew so many people in the cultivation world, and most of them thought that he was dead.

Even Zhou Han himself thought he was dead.

But when he opened his eyes and saw the wooden ceiling, he knew he wasn't dead.

Zhou Han suddenly got up and found himself in a wooden house.

The furnishings in the wooden house are not gorgeous, but whether it is the ink paintings on the wall or the flowers and plants placed around, they all give people a feeling of spring breeze.

A scabbard hung from the wall, and even though the sword wasn't there, a faint sword intent had permeated the room.

The sword intent and the ink fragrance are combined, adding a bit of charm.

Zhou Han felt his body and found that those restless fallen elements had quietly shrunk in his dantian qi sea, even if he didn't deliberately use heaven and humanity to control it, there was no sign of rebellion.

He knew that this was the result of those things that Fang Chengyu had forcibly shot into his sea of consciousness.

This should ...... Is it a blessing in disguise?

Zhou Han thought so, got out of bed and moved his muscles.

Except for the dantian qi sea that has never been better, everything is normal.

He walked to the side of a landscape painting, and his eyes were naturally attracted by the inscription in the lower right corner of the painting.

Those two words are strong and powerful, not sharp, but sharp.

Long Yao.

Zhou Han couldn't help but smile bitterly, thinking that this was indeed the case.

As the most prestigious second senior sister of Momei Villa, Long Yao's reputation was extremely loud in the cultivation world, and she left behind many legends, no less than the shoreless sword immortal Shang Yunjian.

And these two people are also the most enviable couple in the cultivation world.

Since there is a painting and a sword here, as well as Long Yao's payment, then this can only be the Shoreless Sword Peak.

Zhou Han knew that he had come to the top of the clouds.

According to the cultivation world, there are two worlds above and below the top of the clouds.

Below the top of the clouds is the world of the mundane, and above the top of the clouds, is the world of the immortals.

The greatest wish of most cultivators is to be able to cultivate an immortal body in their lifetime and create a fairy realm of their own on top of the clouds.

The Shoreless Sword Peak is the one with the highest singing degree among these fairies.

Coming to this place that countless people dream of, Zhou Han didn't have much joy and excitement.

Only immortals can travel freely with the continent at the top of the clouds, and mortals who have not comprehended the laws of this world will only be directly wiped out by the top of the clouds if they reach the top of the clouds.

This is common knowledge in the spiritual world.

And the reason why he didn't die was only because he was within the range of the Shoreless Sword Peak.

This also means that he cannot go back on his own.

That's not a good thing for him.

A shadow lingered in his heart for a long time.

Fortunately, he saw Fang Chengyu's demise with his own eyes, and knew that she should not have an accident, and with Yu Changping here, those guys who were hiding in the shadows probably didn't dare to act rashly.

Then he was relieved.

It's better to focus on yourself now.

Zhou Han pushed the door and walked out.

He was greeted by a light.

Although the light on his body was still warm, he was sure that this was not the sun he was familiar with.

How can sunlight be so pure gold?

He looked up and saw a huge roulette wheel glowing with golden light.

It's like a huge eye, overlooking everything in the world.

Under this eye, whether it is the Shoreless Sword Peak or the entire cloud peak, it seems to be incomparably small.

Just glanced at it, Zhou Han's eyes were already red, and he couldn't stop crying.

If it weren't for his quick reaction, maybe a pair of eyes would have been blind.

But he also finally determined that this is indeed the sunshine he has felt since he was a child.

Maybe it's closer, so I think it's different.

When the sourness in his eyes gradually subsided, Zhou Han began to observe everything around him.

The name of the Shoreless Sword Peak is Sword Peak, but it is actually a real mountain, and its towering peak may be the origin of its name.

He was now halfway up the Shoreless Sword Peak.

The environment of the Shoreless Sword Peak is very good.

Zhou Han was surrounded by birds and flowers, as if he was in a paradise.

He took a deep breath, and the abundant spiritual power flowed through his body along his meridians, and he felt indescribably comfortable.

He looked into the distance.

He had never been to the top of the clouds, and he was full of curiosity about this place.

Halfway up the shoreless sword peak, it is undoubtedly an excellent choice for a bird's-eye view.

Only then did he know that the immortal who named Yunding back then was really casually named.

As far as he looked, all he saw were clouds, and the continent below the clouds could not even be glimpsed.

It may seem novel at first, but after watching it for a long time, it is very fast to get bored.

No wonder it is rumored that the Shoreless Sword Immortal ran down if he had something to do......

Still, he found something interesting.

In the sea of clouds to his right, there was a discordant existence.

The clouds there are many colors, like a rainbow, brilliant colors, but they complement each other perfectly.

These colorful clouds gathered in one place, and it seemed that they were connected to the Shoreless Sword Peak, and they were very harmonious.

And the one to the left of his line of sight caught his attention even more.

It was also a fairyland, similar in size to the Shoreless Sword Peak, but it gave people a completely different feeling.

A clear spring in the center of the fairyland seems to be able to cleanse people's body and mind.

Many pear trees grow in this beautiful wonderland, and the breeze blows and there are fallen flowers all over the ground, adding to the beauty.

Among these pear trees, there are several huts hidden among them.

But what interested Zhou Han the most was the waterfall next to the clear spring.

The source of this waterfall is not high, the width is not long, and there is nothing spectacular.

But as long as you keep looking at this waterfall, even if you just look at it from a distance, you can hear the sound of the waterfall flowing gently into the clear spring.

Zhou Han couldn't help but feel a burst of kindness, and couldn't help but want to go to this fairyland to have a look.

But he was still self-aware, so he didn't put the idea into practice.

But it's okay to take a few more looks.

However, he suddenly discovered a ridiculous fact.

The fairyland that brought him peace of mind was actually tied to a boulder on the Shoreless Sword Peak with a hemp rope.

It seems that it was with this method that this fairyland had been following behind the Shoreless Sword Peak and had not drifted away.

Zhou Han always felt like walking a dog.

The originally beautiful artistic conception suddenly became nondescript.

A voice rang in his ears.

"That's the Youquan Realm, which was originally your father's fairyland, but he hasn't used it. ”

Zhou Han didn't look back, continued to look at the Youquan Realm and said, "Why?"

Shang Yunjian walked up to Zhou Han and said, "Because he thinks this fairyland should be mine." ”