Chapter Nine Hundred and Forty-Eight of the Door to the Sky

The snow is still falling, dancing with the peach blossoms.

In Yunruogu, the three stopped. This may be a post station, where they can rest when they are tired.

Wow!

The little girl ran away, walking with small steps, chasing the drifting snowflakes and peach blossoms, like an elf, and occasionally there was a milky giggling, innocent and carefree.噺⒏⑴The fastest full text of 祌文んττρs:/м.χ8㈠zщ.còм/

"You've been here before." Looking at Xiao Ruoxi who was running around all over the floor, Chu Xuan'er turned her head to look at Ye Chen.

"I've been to all the places you've been." Ye Chen smiled warmly.

"I was here when you went back to Nanchu." Chu Xuan'er took his arm, and her cheek was on his shoulder.

"No wonder you don't know about Nanchu." Ye Chen smiled, and a doubt in his heart was solved.

"I naively thought you would be reincarnated as a mortal." Chu Xuan'er snuggled lazily in Ye Chen's arms, still muttering, "So I'll wait here, waiting for three years for spring to come to autumn, and three years for flowers to fade away Blossoms, when you came, I left. The things in this world are really wonderful. Once we were so close, but we missed it again and again, but God is still kind. This time, we did not miss."

"If God is merciful, how can there be so much suffering in this world?" Ye Chen smiled with indifference, towards the sky, not towards Chu Xuan.

"Ye Chen, please don't go against the sky, I just want the world to settle down and be an ordinary person." Chu Xuan'er sat up from Ye Chen's arms, looking at the young man in front of her with beautiful eyes like water, she seemed to know Liu Ru Yan's death made him hate the sky. He seemed calm, but he was roaring in his bones.

Her delicate body was trembling. As a woman, she was afraid. She was afraid that this hard-won reunion would once again become a farewell.

"Silly girl, what nonsense are you talking about." Ye Chen smiled tenderly, gently wiping away the tears that were about to fall from the corners of her eyes.

"I want to go home." She snuggled into Ye Chen's arms again.

"Let's go tomorrow." Ye Chen smiled, "It's rare to be peaceful here, and we'll be lazy once, or you can tell me about those three years, such as the forbidden land of Chu."

"What are you talking about, I haven't been to the forbidden area of ​​Chu." Chu Xuan'er murmured and hugged her tighter again.

"That's for me, but it's a long story."

"I'd love to hear it."

"I have been to the desert, where there is only yellow sand, a place of death, there is no day, no night, some are just raging..." Ye Chen spoke, obviously a dangerous past, from his mouth , but said everything so plainly.

Snowflakes are still flying, peach blossoms are still scattered.

I don't know when, Ye Chen's voice dissipated.

Chu Xuan fell asleep, snuggled in his arms, slept peacefully, gently brushed away the scattered white hair, and the cheeks, just like his, were full of vicissitudes and exhaustion.

Ye Chen carried him to the bamboo bed, but stopped at the head of the bed like an ice sculpture, looking at the woman who was sleeping peacefully, he murmured, "I am still your Ye Chen, and you are still my Chu Xuan. "

She has never been to the forbidden land of Chu!

A simple dialogue made the wise man bewildered. From her eyes, he had never seen a lie, but who was lying.

In silence, he exited the bamboo house.

In the flower forest, little girl Ruoxi fell asleep under the tree, her body covered with snowflakes.

Ye Chen smiled,

With a snap of her fingers, a ray of brilliance was released and she wrapped her body. She was a mortal, and she could not be frostbitten.

Looking back from the little girl, he sat cross-legged on the cloud, and then closed his eyes slightly.

In silence, his thoughts were touched, and he kept looking for a kind of power in the ethereal, and that power was, needless to say, the boundary of blood in the mouths of Taixu Gulong and Donghuang Taixin.

For a long time, he has been looking for that kind of power, which is a state that is almost indestructible, allowing him to kill millions of cultivators with the power of one person, and it is that power that makes him dare to fight with him. Tiandou.

It's just that he tried more than once, and it wasn't a single failure.

He didn't know what that power was, but only knew that it was mysterious and powerful. In that state, he felt that he was invincible. Even if the emperor was alive, he would not be defeated.

Time flies by as the snow flies.

As night fell, he tried hundreds of times, but he still hadn't found that power, as if it didn't exist at all.

hum!

I don't know when, his holy body covered with white snow trembled, and all the snow on his body was shaken away.

He didn't find that power, but he escaped into a wonderful state, feeling that the whole person was sublimated, and the cultivation of the quasi-heaven realm was a little excited at this moment.

An opportunity to advance to the heavenly realm?

Ye Chen murmured in his heart, maintaining an unprecedented state of mind, carefully capturing the chance.

In the dark, he seemed to see a flashing gate, ethereal and grand, seemingly in front of him, but when he reached out to touch it, the gate was as far away as a dream, out of sight.

After rushing through that door, it is heaven!

He had such a guess in his heart, because from the other side of the door, he smelled a coercion that made him tremble, and the coercion he felt from the heavenly artifact was the breath of the exclusive heavenly realm.

Go through that door!

He was roaring in his heart, and it was that door that blocked so many outstanding people in the long years.

Of course, that door was still the ethereal one, and it was only one step away, but to him, it was as difficult to cross as if it were a moat.

It's not that he can't cultivate enough, but the opportunity is far from enough.

In other words, it was the gods in the dark who did not want him to cross that gate, because he angered the will of the sky, and because of this, the difficulty of breaking through to the realm of heaven would be far more difficult than that of Da Chulie. Generation kings.

"Can you stop me the first time, can you stop me the second time?" Ye Chen looked cold and looked up at Jiutian.

"One day, I will forcefully cross this gate."

"One day, I will kill Jiuxiao and overturn your sanctimonious sky."

One last glance at Misty Void Sky, he turned around silently.

Of course, just when he was about to withdraw from that wonderful mood, he couldn't help but stop.

He frowned slightly, turned around, narrowed his eyes slightly, and stared at the ethereal door again.

"No." He murmured, as if he had seen through something, "Crossing that door, it's still not the realm of heaven."

"Why are there two gates?" He gathered his eyesight, and crossed the gate in front of him. Behind it, there was a giant gate that was even more ethereal. After crossing that gate, it was the real heaven.

"The quasi-heaven realm is divided into nine levels. I am already at the peak of the quasi-heaven. Why do I have to cross two gates to reach the realm?" He frowned slightly, unable to figure out the reason.

"Could it be that this is also the imprisonment that God has set for me?" He murmured, looked up at Tian Xiao again, turned and exited that wonderful realm. For his doubts, he could only ask Taixu Gulong.

In the cloud, he opened his eyes.ァ新ヤ~⑧~1~中文网ωωω.χ~⒏~1zщ.còм

It was already late at night, and the clouds in the valley were still filled with snow and peach blossoms, peaceful and comfortable.

He glanced sideways, Ruoxi was still asleep, he glanced at the bamboo room again, Chu Xuan'er was also still asleep, she seemed too tired, both of them slept very peacefully, just like this night.

Um?

Looking at it, he frowned and looked at one side subconsciously.

There, snowflakes were flying in all directions, and so were the peach blossoms, and even the petals and white snow on the ground were rolled to the sides.

boom!

In the next second, the earth trembled for a while, listen carefully, it was the sound of a person's foot landing, perhaps the body was as heavy as a mountain, so that the ground rumbled.

What a strong atmosphere!

Ye Chen looked awe-inspiring, his eyes almost narrowed into a line, staring at one side, the dark night seemed to be full of endless crises, and his current combat power made his heart tremble.

boom!

The earth trembled again, and a roar sounded.

The man came, but what Ye Chen saw first was not the figure, but the man's eye, more precisely the man's right eye, which was deeper than the starry sky and could not see the end at a glance.

Most importantly, on that pupil, he saw a very familiar ancient mark: the Wheel of Immortals.

Six... Six Immortal Wheel Eyes!