There were shouts coming from somewhere deep in the clouds.

The sound was insubstantial, moving left and right, but getting closer and closer.

Then they echoed in Tao Xian's ears, superimposed together.

"The soul is back!"

"The soul is back!"

"Tao Xian!"

"Tao Xian!"

The purple-robed Taoist was at a loss, feeling as if he had no feeling, and just followed the call and walked forward consciously.

I tried my best to open my eyes, but couldn't. I just listened to the sound echoing, and felt that there was an extremely open land around me.

"Where is this?"

"Am I not already dead?"

"Who is calling my name again?"

"Is this the legendary place of the underworld?"

It is said in the world that there are thirty-six levels of heaven, and the heaven beyond the sky is the heavenly palace of gods.

There are seventy-two layers of earth, and deep underground is the land of the underworld, where the souls of all things live.

All living things are born from the earth and return to the earth after death.

But no one has ever flown to the thirty-sixth level of the sky, and no one has ever seen what it is like below the seventy-two levels of earth.

When they reached a higher place, Tao Xian's eyes got a little light.

The light continued to expand, and the surrounding scenery slowly became visible.

The clouds in the sky are heavy and pile up into white mountains.

The clouds are bright and bright, and the golden ocean ripples above the clouds.

This was not the first time Tao Xian had seen this familiar sight. As soon as he saw it, he suddenly realized: "It turns out it is not a place in the netherworld, but a palace in the sky."

After going back last time, he guessed that he, Yun Yao, and the emperor might have fallen into the legendary thirty-sixth heaven, where the immortals lived in mythology.

Returning to this place this time, I feel even more so.

This is the heavenly palace and the fairy cave.

The shouting voice got closer and closer, and finally became very close.

"Tao Xian."

"May I ask who you are?" The purple-clothed Taoist turned around and saw a young man whose clothes were full of the ancient charm of the past dynasty standing behind him.

This is Mr. Yun.

The clouds and mist outside are the true body of Lord Yun, and what is in the realm of clouds at this moment is Lord Yun’s soul.

Wearing the robe of a divine monarch, he carries a somewhat elegant and noble temperament.

This appearance is indeed worthy of the title of Lord above the clouds.

only.

As soon as he opened his mouth, he revealed his sour scholar nature.

"My name is Yunjun! I am a carefree god in the sky."

However, Tao Xian only felt that the popularity of the person in front of him was extraordinary, especially since he suddenly appeared here even though he was dead, it must be related to the person in front of him, and he even vaguely guessed the relationship between Lord Yun and Dao Lord Kongchen.

He immediately bowed and said, "I'm so lazy, but I didn't know it was the true God in front of me."

Yun Jun waved his hand, and the ladders led to higher places, as if they were connected to the upper sky of the thirty-sixth heaven.

"Kongchen Daojun asked me to come to greet you! Come up!"

The Taoist Taoist in Purple's heart is indeed like this.

He stepped forward cautiously, followed behind Mr. Yun, and walked higher up the ladder.

"Dare to ask the true God, I am a poor man, this is..."

"died?"

Taoist Ziyi also felt that his current state was a bit strange. He felt like he was just a ball of gas, so light that it could float away when the wind blew. He was definitely not alive anyway.

Although he has never seen the dead or the soul, Taoist Ziyi can guess his own state.

Speaking of death, Yun Jun immediately thought of something and stopped.

He turned back to look at the sky and gave a long sigh to Tao Xian.

"How sad is life, how painful is death."

"Life."

"It's just a dream, a mirror and a mirror."

The donkey's lips are not the horse's mouth, what is said is the same as what is not said.

The purple-robed Taoist also saw the unreliability of the man in front of him, but he did not dare to refute: "The Lord God said it is true! The Lord God said it is true!"

I will never dare to disturb the Lord above the clouds again.

Until the ladder reached a high place, passing through layers of clouds, it was another level of sky.

Here, Tao Xian saw a magnificent fairy palace.

There was a huge divine cauldron in front of the Immortal Palace. Tao Xian recognized it at a glance as the Kunlun divine cauldron. The doors to the treasure houses were locked, and there were rows of bookshelves on both sides of the central palace. Unfortunately, most of them were empty.

Some of this world is real and some is illusory. For example, the treasure house is illusory, but the treasures in the treasure house are real. The bookshelf is illusory, but the books on the bookshelf are real.

This is the place where Gao Xian hides treasures and treasures. Yun Jun takes care of it in a very orderly and meticulous manner.

At the end of the palace, the deepest part of the bookshelf is connected, directly leading to a land of cloud vortices.

A Taoist priest is sitting cross-legged on the sea of ​​clouds, holding a book of encounters, and is covered in golden light.

Tao Xian then understood that this was Taoist Lord Kongchen.

Daojun Kongchen sat cross-legged on the cloud vortex, overlooking the clouds, holding a white jade slip, and countless writings poured out from the white jade slip onto the white paper.

Finally, it turned into books one after another, and then fell into the bookshelf.

Tao Xian was amazed by all kinds of mysteries.

"Great Immortal! Tao Xian is here!"

Jun Yun stepped forward and said respectfully, but his eyes fell on the bookshelf, his eyes full of anxiety.

Just now, a book was placed incorrectly, a little crooked.

This is simply intolerable!

Daojun Kongchen looked over, and the light suddenly became even brighter. The mark between his eyebrows was like a golden sun, which made people unable to open their eyes.

"Tao Xian has met Daojun." Tao Xian couldn't wait to step forward. This was the first time he had ever met Daojun Kongchen face to face.

Daojun Kongchen took one look and seemed to understand Tao Xian's doubts.

"This is the realm in the clouds, not the ordinary world."

"And your body is dead, and what you have here now is just your soul."

Although Tao Xian had already made a guess, he was still shocked when he got the confirmation from Lord Kongchen.

It turns out that there really is a sky outside the sky, and it turns out that people really have souls.

The Taoists have been pursuing immortality for thousands of years, but to this day, it is still out of reach.

But in the eyes of immortals, immortality seems to be nothing worth mentioning.

What the immortal saw was a completely different scene.

That is the origin of all things in the world and the great way of the world.

Tao Xian knelt on the ground: "Tao Xian is incompetent. As the Taoist Sect's Heavenly Supervisor, he is not only unable to suppress demons and save the world."

"Now he died in the devil's plan, and he bothered the immortal to save Tao Xian."

"I'm really ashamed of myself."

The words in the white jade slips continued to spread out, swirling around the immortal in the golden light, while the immortal remained motionless.

"Oh? Where did this monster come from?"

The immortal looked at the densely packed words and asked as if inadvertently.

Of course Tao Xian knew who the immortal was asking about.

"Kongchen Daojun has not been in the human world for a long time, so he may not know it."

"This monster is not a monster that has risen long ago. It really showed its prominence in the last years of the previous dynasty."
To be continued...