The golden gate closed quietly, and everyone had to stop after several attempts to no avail.

Cheng Zhaozhao closed his eyes and concentrated on it, carefully feeling everything around him.

The wind was gentle, gently blowing through the body, with a hint of rich aura.

Nimbus?

Cheng Zhaozhao thought that this golden hall was a palace at the foot of the Immortal Ladder, and perhaps it was necessary to use some different ways to open it.

Suddenly, Cheng Zhaozhao stretched out his hand, condensed a wisp of immortal qi, and pressed his hand on the golden gate.

The golden door shuddered, and a muffled sound could be heard coming from within.

'Boom!'

The golden door slowly opened inward under the gaze of everyone.

"It's on!" Liu Fatzi was overjoyed, this golden hall gave him a wonderful feeling, this feeling was like the first time he went to the treasure house of Ren Treasure Pavilion when he was a child. He was confident that everything inside would not let him down.

"This is—" Yin Jinruo was surprised.

Cheng Zhaozhao took a deep breath and glanced down at the world inside the gate.

Behind the golden gate, there was a blue sky, and the white mist was filled with the sky, and the clouds and mist occasionally drifted away, and a vast continent could be seen.

And when you look at it level, everything in the temple is suspended.

In front of him was a straight white jade avenue, and Cheng Zhaozhao raised his feet and stepped on it.

The white jade avenue lit up slightly, and the bright light stretched out from under her feet to the far end.

Si Baiyun and the others also walked up, and everyone walked forward cautiously.

The suspended roof in the hall is resplendent in gold, and countless superb spirit crystals are dotted in the sky. In the main hall, dozens of golden giant pillars stand straight, each of them is a sculpture of a coiled dragon in the sky, the dragon body is red gold, lifelike, the dragon's eyes are all gems, exuding a variety of soft light.

"Sister Yin, shouldn't we have come to a heavenly palace?" Jia Luomeng walked as he looked at everything in the hall.

"I think it's more like a fantasy. Yin Jinruo looked to the left, and the walls on one side of the main hall were full of pictures of fairies, each of whom looked beautiful and had different expressions. There are many peaceful and tranquil, gentle and feminine, charming and graceful, and some heroic and sassy, all of which are very different in style.

"Wow, this is the Gu Shan Immortal Venerable of the Suiyang Sect!" Liu Fatzi ran in front of a female cultivator dressed in gold and holding a Buddhist staff.

Cheng Zhaozhao looked over and was once again shocked by the stunning appearance of this female cultivator.

Yun Xiang even stepped forward and saluted: "It is this Gu Shan Immortal Venerable and the Great Patriarch of Yunjing who founded the Pure Dust Temple, making the Tianchu Realm have Buddhist cultivation. ”

And Garomon ran to the right side of the avenue, looking at the handsome and extraordinary male cultivators on the wall. They are slender, handsome or handsome, calm or sunny, and they all amaze her.

Fat Liu turned his head and shouted again: "Look, this is our Suiyang Gubao Immortal Venerable!"

Garomon was pleasantly surprised: "It's him, it's him, he's the messenger of our Shark Clan! His portrait has been hanging in our Shark Clan's land!"

"So this is also a merman?" Yin Jinruo said as he stared at Gu Bao Immortal Venerable's azure eyes.

"yes, yes. It's just that it is rumored that he lives in the south and rarely returns to our merman clan. Garlomon stared at him intently.

Liu Fatzi said: "He is a monk of our Suiyang Sect, of course he lives in our southern border. ”

Si Baiyun pointed to several familiar monks and said, "These are the predecessors of our Honghu Sect, and they have also ascended to the upper realm. ”

"This is our demon ancestor in the West Pole. Ling Baichen pointed to a few monks who looked heroic.

Jia Luomeng nodded: "That is still the elder of our Immortal Palace. ”

Everyone knew about the history of their respective sects, and they also recognized many of the monks on the pictures on both sides.

"So, the monks on these two sides of the portrait are all monks who have ascended from the Tianchu Realm to the Upper Realm?" Cheng Zhaozhao said and flashed forward, finding the end of the male cultivator picture on the right.

There was a sword-wielding monk with a handsome face and deep eyes.

Cheng Zhaozhao said: "My master ascended more than 2,000 years ago, and before Yue Li Shenjun, there should be a portrait of him here. ”

"You master!" Liu Fatzi's eyes widened: "This is the Nine Swords Divine Monarch in front of you?"

Cheng Zhaozhao nodded, stared at the monk in front of him and said, "Although I haven't seen the portrait of the master, I feel that this one in front of me is." "There was a strong sword intent, which emanated from that portrait.

"Zhaozhao, you are also a strange person. The master has ascended to the upper realm, and you have just started. Yin Jinruo said.

"Yes, I didn't know what the master looked like until today. Cheng Zhaozhao saluted the sword cultivator in front of him.

Si Baiyun fell at the end, looking at the portraits with a slightly gloomy expression.

Yun Xiang took a step behind and stood side by side with him: "Si Daoyou, why are you so sentimental?"

Si Baiyun said: "If it weren't for the changes of the year, I believe that the portrait of my master would also appear in this palace." ”

Yun Xiang said a Buddhist saying, "The deceased is gone, when Changming Zhenjun was alive, he has always been a respected predecessor of Beiyuan, and his deeds will not be forgotten with the passage of time." ”

Si Baiyun nodded.

Cheng Zhaozhao stopped in front of the portrait of the Nine Swords Divine Monarch for a long time, until there was an exclamation from Jia Luomeng.

"What's wrong?" Yin Jinruo asked.

Standing in the middle of the avenue, Garomon reached out and touched the front, but saw a water streak appear in front of her: "There is a prohibition here." ”

"Still coming?" Liu Fatzi stretched out his hand and stepped forward, but he was also blocked out of the ban.

Everyone looked at Cheng Zhaozhao.

Cheng Zhaozhao nodded, condensed the immortal qi, and entered it.

The water pattern prohibition fluctuated greatly, but this time the prohibition did not disappear like the prohibition on the golden gate.

"Immortal qi doesn't work?" Liu Fatzi was puzzled.

Cheng Zhaozhao turned his head and looked at Yun Xiang: "Otherwise, try Buddha power?"

Yun Xiang nodded, exerting his Buddha power, and the golden light made the water ripples also emit golden light, and the prohibition trembled.

"Looks useful. As soon as Liu Fatzi's words fell, the prohibition in front of him bounced Yun Xiang away.

At the same time, a small golden door suddenly appeared to the right of the forbidden.

"Hey, this is the entrance?" Fat Liu turned around and walked towards the small door.

Everyone came to the golden door, but saw the golden door slowly closing.

Yun Xiang subconsciously entered the Buddha power again, and the golden door suddenly remained the same again.

"Hey, your Buddha power is consumed so fast!" Yun Xiang leaned inside, and heard a loud sound of hitting his head, and Liu Fatzi's head retracted suddenly.

Yun Xiang said: "You should be careful. ”

Liu Fatzi took out a broken hairpin from the top of his head, and looked at the broken hairpin in dismay: "This is the talisman of the seventh grade, it is broken like this, and the danger inside is not small." ”

Yun Xiang came to the golden gate, stretched out his hand to probe inward, and quickly said: "After the golden gate, it is full of resentful spirits and demonic energy, you better not go in, let the little monk explore the way for you." ”