Chapter 983 The Demon Seed is Natural (17)
Poxu Palace, where the ancestors lived for millions of years.
Aowu had only been summoned before, but had never come up on his own.
After exhausting himself after this climb, he lay down on a soft cloud, his whole body covered with sweat and his palms aching sharply. While breathing, he looked up at the top of the ninth heaven.
In the vast expanse, the clouds were trampled underfoot, like an endless expanse of sea water.
Walking here, you will lose your way if you don't pay attention.
There was only one building in the huge Jiuzhongtian. He looked at the top of his head, then turned to look at the silver building next to him surrounded by a sea of clouds.
Compared with the infinite size and the finite size, even the Poxu Palace, which he once lamented, seemed extremely small. It was wrapped in such a thick cloud. At first glance, it looked beautiful, and the fairyland was fluttering. But look at the sky Looking at this vast and even oppressive chaos, and then looking at this vast and boundless cloud layer, I don’t know why, I feel like this silver Poxu Palace is like a...
Cage.
There is no sound of wind, no sound of water, no noisy human voices. For millions of years, there are only these vast clouds. Looking up, you can’t see the scorching sun, the stars, or the bright moon. There is only a curtain like a curtain. Like nothingness.
This is the first time Aowu has seen this scene.
In the past, I was just afraid and pressed my body to the ground. I didn't even dare to look at the ancestor's face, let alone look around Poxu Palace carefully like now.
He was still full of awe, but there was an indescribable loneliness in his heart.
It was obviously not him who had lived here for millions of years, but the silence that had lasted for so long easily affected his emotions.
Wow don't like it here.
He likes the world full of life, either the bustling high-rise buildings or the quiet countryside.
Compared with the entire six realms below, the most mysterious and vast one is the nine outer heavens, which have no boundaries and no end.
But now it seems that the most beautiful thing is not here.
The saying "It's cold at high places" is quite appropriate. If you stay here for a long time, your heart will probably become cold.
No wonder the ancestor is so indifferent to the lower world. Staying here for a year and a half is enough, let alone millions of years.
Aowu thought he had figured everything out, but he actually lamented with a bit of regret in his heart.
The spiritual energy here is rich, and after a while, he regained his strength. He climbed up with difficulty, and then waved to Qinglong who was sitting quietly aside.
"Okay, let's go over and have a look."
Aowu stepped on the clouds and walked forward slowly. Every step was so unreal, for fear of accidentally falling directly from the clouds.
Qinglong has been silent since he came up, as quiet as a totem on the hilt of a knife.
After walking around the Poxu Palace, we came to the Poxu Cliff. Directly in front of us was the gate of the Poxu Palace.
It's a very simple and ordinary silver door, otherwise it would look a little lonely with a little bit of dust.
Aowu looked at Qinglong and asked in a low voice.
"Did I knock on the door?"
Qinglong didn't say anything. After hesitating for a while, Aowu walked forward, raised his hand to face the door, and was about to knock on it.
Suddenly, the door slowly opened by itself.
What caught the eye was a large cloud and mist flowing out, like a gurgling spring.
Aowu poked his head around, realizing in his heart that the ancestor knew he was at the door.
Since there was no obstruction along the way, they must have been allowed to visit.
(End of chapter)