Chapter 977 The Demon Seed is Natural (11)
Aowu muttered in his heart, but he continued to move forward obediently. His footsteps were particularly crisp and clear on this silent ladder.
There is such a quiet place in this fairy world that is mostly occupied by demons. Aowu watched the fog around him become more and more misty and thick, feeling a little dazed for a moment.
As expected of an immortal clan, the aura is so rich and the auspicious clouds look like a place of freedom. No wonder everything in the world yearns to become an immortal.
"So beautiful."
Aowu couldn't help but sigh.
"Soon there will be demonic energy lingering here, and there will be no place for you to stay."
Qinglong responded for the first time, his tone indeed indifferent.
Aowu could tell that she didn't care about the lives of the people in the immortal world, and her indifference was exactly the same as Zhou Ye's.
It turns out that those who are close to vermilion are red, and those who are close to ink are black.
I don’t know who influenced whom.
"Do you want to keep walking?"
"Let's go."
"How long do I have to walk? I'm tired...Ah——!!"
Before he finished speaking, Aowu's feet were in the air, and he fell straight down without any precautions. A breath of cold air poured directly into his mouth. Aowu continued to fall through the clouds. For a moment, he even forgot that he could fly.
Before he could transform into a dragon and fly, he heard a "bang" sound.
Aowu directly hit the ground face down.
"Well——"
It hurts.
When he raised his head, two tubes of blood snaked down from his nose.
He stretched out his hand and rubbed it, and his palm was covered in blood.
"Hiss...it hurts me to death."
Aowu's eyes were filled with water, but now that the little female dragon was here, she could only hold back her tears, wiped the blood under her nose with her sleeves, and looked around with a "cheep" sound.
In front of him was an ethereal white realm, with no end in sight. The extremely pure white enveloped him completely, and he raised his feet slightly and took a step forward. There was a sound of water underfoot.
Looking down, Aowu saw his face on the ground. The hard snow-colored ground seemed to have an invisible layer of water waves, slowly spreading away.
There was deathly silence all around, and Aowu shouted in a low voice.
"Where is this?"
It was ethereal and there were echoes, as if you were in an empty cave, but in front of you was a vast expanse of white nothingness.
Aowu stepped on the ground under his feet again out of curiosity. In front of him, his own shadow swayed under his feet.
The next second, the pendant in his palm slowly levitated, and the green dragon on the pendant slowly circled, with a pair of dark pupils staring at the ground below him.
"The sky in the mirror."
Aowu had some impression of this, and suddenly reacted, his face full of excitement.
"This is the Heaven in the Mirror where Lao Zubu taught his teachings?! How did we get here?"
Everything in the world can be seen in the sky in the mirror, the sea of stars begins in it, and some of the mysteries of reincarnation in the six realms can also be glimpsed in it.
This is one of the most mysterious places in the Six Realms. Aowu could not have imagined that he could find it so easily.
Qinglong looked at the sky in the mirror, with a deep coldness in his eyes.
"It's just a chessboard to control other people's lives and deaths..."
After saying that, the pendant flew in a certain direction, and Aowu quickly chased after it. Just as he was about to shout, a group of people suddenly appeared in front of him, blocking him directly.
"Let let...hey...let..."
Aowu was amazed that there were people here, and just stretched out his hand to pluck them. Suddenly, the group of people in front of him turned into a puddle of water and merged with the ground.
Aowu widened his eyes in surprise, thinking about the faces of those people he had just seen.
He didn't recognize most of them, but he knew one of them.
"White Crane Immortal..."
(End of chapter)