Inexplicable.

The clouds flow, and the mist transpires.

Hidden in the mist, a tall and magnificent palace emitted a golden light and stood majestically.

In front of the palace, the continuous steps are like a long dragon, extend to the unknown distance, there are all kinds of strange flowers and plants on both sides of the steps, compete for the strange and beautiful, the towering ancient trees, dance lightly with the wind, there are fairy mountains steep in the distance, apes climb, there are waterfalls hanging high in the near place, the white crane spreads its wings, the fairy sound echoes, it is just like the legendary fairyland, it is really a wonderful and harmonious picture.

Wonderland has always been untouched and unknown, and as we zoomed closer, we noticed that at the end of the stairs in front of the palace, a man appeared.

The man seemed to have been asleep for a long time, and at this time there were signs of awakening, his eyelids trembled slightly, his fingers moved unconsciously, and his mouth whispered softly, everything showed that the man was about to wake up, and sure enough, without waiting for more than a moment, the man slowly opened his eyes, and then sat up suddenly.

The man was about sixteen or seventeen years old, with a white face, although his facial features were not very handsome, but he could also be called delicate, with a heroic spirit that belonged to a teenager, and his face was full of horror at this time.

The man's brows furrowed, and he quickly looked around, and after making sure that there was no visible danger, his expression gradually relaxed, and the man's body seemed to be a little uncomfortable after a long period of sleep, and after stretching his body a little, the man slowly stood up and began to carefully observe the surrounding environment.

"What is this place?Why am I here?How long have I been asleep?", the man's mind instantly reacted to a series of questions, and he couldn't help but ask softly.

"I remember that I was participating in the annual sect competition, and I was engaged in a crucial battle with Cao Pan, and at first I was able to barely resist, but Cao Pan was suddenly promoted to the Jindan stage, and then shot a golden light and hit me?"

"Am I already dead? By the way, I must be dead, Cao Pan's cultivation in the Jindan period, even if I have the bonus of the Fa Heaven and Earth Exercises, it will be difficult to resist just by relying on my cultivation in the middle stage of foundation building! I must have been killed by the damage of the golden light, I am already dead! I am already dead!" the man kept muttering to himself, chanting words.

"But the situation seems to be a little wrong! This is hell? People die to go to hell, but the scene here is so happy and beautiful, how can there be a trace of horror and misery in hell!"

The man scratched his scalp and kept looking around, trying to find some possible clues, but after trying for a long time, the result was nothing, so he couldn't help but be a little frustrated, and sat down on the steps again.

"What the hell is this place? There is no human figure, it is really sad to die! Death does not make people happy!" The man complained loudly to the sky.

As if in response to the man's complaints, the man had a strange feeling for no reason, and the man vaguely heard as if someone was calling him, and that call seemed to come from the end of the stairs at his feet, the golden palace standing in the clouds.

The man's brow furrowed slightly, and the whole person stood up at once.

The man's face was full of surprise, his eyes were purring, he kept looking around, his nose sniffed vigorously, he tilted his head and ears to listen carefully in a certain direction, and the man seemed to use all his senses at once.

Finally, the man stopped, nodded his head incessantly, and with a satisfied expression on his face, the man was sure that his strange feeling was real and not hallucinating.

However, the man did not immediately walk in the direction of the palace, but stood in place, looking at the palace in the distance with his head held high, the man's face showed a hesitant expression, and his palms involuntarily rubbed.

"Okay! Go and go, who is afraid of whom! Lao Tzu has died once, can he be afraid of death again?" The man's voice was very loud, but it was obviously a little lacking in confidence, and anyone with a discerning eye could see that this was cheering him on.

The man took a deep breath, exhaled it vigorously, and then put on a look of courage and gently stretched a foot forward.

"Dots"

The man tentatively used his toes to point up and down an upward step, and the clouds swirled on the steps, giving the man a sense of unreality, so the man decided to test his safety in this way.

"Okay! Safe!" the man looked relieved, and then stepped his feet into the ascending steps.

"Ah-----h

Things suddenly changed, and the man's miserable voice arced through the air before it came leisurely.

"Mom, I don't want to die! I'm afraid of death! I'm so afraid of death!"

As soon as the man climbed the steps, the steps under his feet immediately moved, and then the steps flew forward and upwards with the man as if they had grown wings.

"Where are you going to take me?" the man was nervous, and his posture changed from standing to lying on his stomach, holding the steps firmly with both hands, and whispering to the steps, as if the steps were alive, but the steps did not respond.

After experiencing the initial nervousness and fear, the man gradually realized that there was no danger of death as he imagined, so his expression immediately became much calmer.

As the steps continued to fly, the man also felt the inexplicable call from before again, and it became more and more intense

"Are you going to take me to that palace? you already knew I was going to be there?" the man said his question again to the steps, and again, no sound came from the steps.

"You idiot! It's too disrespectful! Since you can fly, you must be able to speak!" The man's face was a little annoyed, and he was about to get angry at the steps, and by the way, he rewarded it with two punches, but suddenly he found that he seemed to have stopped, and the steps under his crotch also disappeared, and the whole person fell straight from the air at once, and fell firmly on the buttocks.

The man was in pain, and hurriedly rubbed his buttocks, fortunately, there was a lot of meat on his buttocks, and he didn't feel pain after three or two hits, but the man's face seemed to have swallowed a dead fly at the moment, extremely depressed, the object of venting disappeared, and the resentment in his heart had nowhere to be sprinkled, so he could only hold it stiffly.

The man was unwilling, wandering around, trying to find a vent for his emotions, but it backfired, and there were white clouds like marshmallows all around, and the man could only punch and kick the white clouds.

Luckily, the man was refreshed again, as he felt a familiar call again, and the content of the voice changed.

"Hit him!Imprison!Imprison!Gain blood, add blood to me!Why did you blood cow die so quickly!Hurry up!Switch forms..." A grumpy young male voice gradually became clear.

Hearing the content of the voice, the man became more and more interested, although he did not understand the meaning of the words, but the man knew that it was a real human who spoke, and what the man wanted to know most now was what had happened to him.

The man's depression was replaced by curiosity in his heart, so following the direction from which the voice came, the man quickened his pace, and after a boring run, the man stopped in front of a tall portal.

The portal was so tall that the man couldn't see where the top was, most of the volume was hidden in the mist, and there were statues carved on each side of the portal, a majestic dragon on the left, and a phoenix on the right, all of which looked lifelike.

However, the man didn't know them, in the man's eyes they were just weird insects and birds, and what the man really cared about was what was in the middle of the portal.

The middle of the portal loomed, virtual and real, constantly turning, like a whirlpool, and it was from this whirlpool that the man heard heard.

The man stood in front of the whirlpool and hesitated again, but this time the man was much more neat and crisp, hesitated for less than half a minute, and without any warning, he strode directly into the whirlpool.

"ALRIGHT! ALRIGHT! THE GUEST IS HERE! HE'S BUSY WITH BUSINESS! HE'LL CALL YOU LATER! YOU'RE GOING TO PRACTICE YOUR SKILLS AT THIS TIME!"

The man walked into the maelstrom, and there was still some drumming, but after hearing the young man's voice again, the man's heart also relaxed, so the man began to look at the surrounding environment.

The room as a whole is very dark, very different from the brilliant space outside the whirlpool, but it does not make people feel oppressive, the room is extremely tall and huge, and the man involuntarily has a feeling of insignificance in it, and on the top of the middle of the room hangs a colorful rotating round thing, constantly emitting all kinds of strange lights, and all kinds of lights can be seen flickering everywhere around the room.

The man continued to look deeper, and soon the man locked onto his target.

Directly behind the room, a large square object shimmered with white light, and was placed sideways on a large semi-circular wooden table in the darkness, and if you looked closely, you could see that this huge wooden table actually came from a golden tree, and the golden trees were leafy, extending from one side of the wall to the endless distance.

At this time, if a traveler from the modern earth comes here, they will be very familiar with the layout of this room, because this room is completely arranged according to the disco on the earth, and the large square with white light is also the well-known computer.

The man's target was not the computer, but the person behind the computer, a man to be precise, about twenty-five or sixteen years old, inch-haired, dressed casually, with a foliage shirt and beach shorts, and a pair of flip-flops under his feet, lying on the sofa behind him, with one leg crossed on the table in front of him, holding a mobile phone in his hand, constantly flashing information, and an uninhibited smile on the corner of his mouth, looking cynical.

The man felt that the male dress behind the computer was very weird, of course, this was not the most weird, because the man found that the lying male actually had four eyes, each eye had a double pupil, and each eye could open and close independently and flexibly, and the man who saw this situation for the first time instinctively had a feeling of fear.

"You're here!" the lying man kept operating his mobile phone, and his speech seemed a little nonchalant

"You know I'm coming?" the man was surprised.

Of course, do you know who I am?"

"I don't know! I wonder who you are," the man looked at the other party's inadvertent condescending posture, and felt a little uncomfortable.

At this time, the lying man finally sat up, the mobile phone in his hand disappeared, his eyes stared at the man below seriously, and said with a smile, "Haha! Don't be nervous! I'm just asking casually! It would be strange if you knew!"

"Let me introduce myself first! My name is Cangzhe, and people like to call me Cangsheng, the so-called word-making saint, the god of words!" Cangzhe said very casually, as if he was saying something that had nothing to do with him.

"The God of Words?" the man couldn't help but exclaim, the man's world also has gods, although the man has never seen the real gods, but the gods in front of him do not meet the standards in the man's cognition no matter how you look at it.

"Yes, I am the god of words!" the man said, taking a deep breath, stretching out his arms, closing two of his four eyes, and a look of great enjoyment, as if embracing the whole world.

Pretending to be thirteen is like the wind, often accompanying him! Maybe this is the true portrayal of Cangzhe!