Gate of God

Of course, no matter how bitter his heart is, Fang Zhengzheng knows that he must face reality. Under the present circumstances, he can only win if he rushes ahead of Chi Guyan on the ninth heavy day.

But is it really possible?

Fang Zhengzhi clearly remembered that Chi Guyan once said to himself that for thousands of years, there was only one person who could enter the ninth heaven.

Can I be the second person?

Fang Zhengzhi felt that this possibility was as low as shameful, but he had no second choice, and there was only one way before him.

Either bear the weight and be a low-level servant, or just turn over and be the master!

No more thinking.

Only calm.

Fang Zhengzhi tried to calm down his mood as much as possible, and looked again at the picture scroll suspended above his head, but this state did not last for too long.

Because, he really can't calm down.

"What exactly does this mean?" Fang Zhengzheng looked at the huge figure in the scroll, and it was impossible to say that there was no shock at all.

After all, he really knows what is drawn on this scroll, or, whether it is the world of his previous life or this world, many people can recognize the creature on the painting at a glance.

Dragon!

A dragon soaring in the sky and swallowing clouds and mists!

The golden dragon scales, gleaming eyes, sharp four claws, and the long dragon whiskers and cold fangs are moving in the scroll.

I have to say that this is a shocking scene.

However, Fang Zhengzhi was a little ignorant. What he was embarrassed was that this seventh-heavy picture would be a dragon. Why is this dragon?

Put a dragon here...

What means?

Shouldn't it be a fish? A salted fish, and, still, a salted fish that can't be turned over?

Fang Zhengzhi wanted to scold the last sentence, what about a good picture of everything? What are the good sayings? What does it mean to suddenly put a dragon to swim here?

Now he finally understands what it means to be simple.

The simpler the things, the more you can't figure it out. Of course, he also understands why Chi Guyan was trapped for so long on this seventh heaven.

This is because the picture of the dragon is so unusual that it can be seen in any imperial palace.

It is because of this common sense that it is even more puzzling.

...

When Fang Zhengzhi looked at the golden dragon moving in the scroll on the seventh heavy day, and his face was dumbfounded, the atmosphere outside the Holy Rain Pond had changed again.

"Eighth Heaven?!"

"Sister Chi Guyan has entered the eighth heaven!"

"It's better to enter earlier than Fang Chengzheng, it's great, and finally won!"

"Yes, after all, it's still a step ahead!"

The disciples of Tiandaoge are excited, they are really happy, after all, in their hearts, entering the eighth heaven is already equivalent to victory.

As for the ninth heaven...

That's just thinking about it.

In the history of Tiandao Pavilion, there is only one person who can enter the ninth heaven. In this way, how can there be any other accidents?

Even if it is Chi Guyan, the possibility of entering the ninth heavy day is very small.

So, how can Founder Cheng take another step?

As long as Fang Zhengzhi and Chi Guyan both stopped in the eighth chongtian, the contest will be over. The winner is naturally the first step to the eighth chongtian chiguyan.

Cheers sounded outside the holy rain pond and echoed in the sky.

At this time, Elder Six finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the shock and tension on his face eased again with the advent of this news.

"It's not easy, just a little bit!" Elder Six looked at the sky and said in his heart that it was impossible to have no sense at all.

At this moment, he was also really a little thankful.

Had he not acted decisively...

This victory and defeat can really be changed.

At the thought of this, the six elders could not help wiping the sweat on his forehead: "Fang Zhengzhi, this stinky boy, is really a demon, but it's a pity that his life is not long after all. May become a terrible existence..."

...

Heavenly Pavilion, in the forest under Jianfeng.

Yan Xiu was still sitting quietly by the lake, slowly flipping through the scrolls in his hand. It seemed to be extremely attentive. A ray of breeze blew past him, blowing up the ink and Chinese costume on him.

And in the distance, a black shadow also stood quietly under the shade of the tree.

You can't see the face clearly, nor emit any breath. If you don't observe it carefully, even if you glance at it, you can't find the existence of this shadow.

And at this time, a bird also flew through the air, not too big, just an ordinary bird, which did not attract any attention in this forest.

But the moment the bird passed the shadow, the shadow suddenly disappeared.

At the next moment, the black shadow appeared on the branch, and the bird disappeared out of thin air, leaving only a small bamboo tube in the hand of the black shadow.

Open, revealing a yellow note.

A small line of ink is written on it with a touch of ink: Chi Guyan, has entered the eighth heavy day, the competition is about to end, please be prepared.

His eyes swept, and the shadowy fingers also moved lightly. In a moment, the yellow note turned into a powder and dissipated in the wind.

Then, Dark Shadow's eyes turned to Yan Xiu by the lake again, looking at the still motionless figure, and a faint glory flashed through his eyes.

...

In the vast expanse of sanctuary, there is a place like a secluded paradise, where the seasons are like spring and the flowers are blooming all year round.

The colors of the mountains and the fields are dotted between the mountains, and the clear river flows down from the top of the mountain, turning into a huge white waterfall like a dragon.

Below the waterfall, there is a bottomless pool of water.

At the water's edge, there are dozens of women in various colors of long skirts busy at the moment, and every woman's appearance is very beautiful.

In this mountain, just like the fairy in the world.

And among them, there is a young girl in a bright red dress with the corner of the skirt falling in the pool water, with a touch of dew condensation on it.

It can be seen that this Wangtan water is not ordinary, and the water is cold.

However, the girl was barefooted and stood by the water. She didn't seem to feel any discomfort and made no sound.

She just tilted her head slightly, looking at the white clouds floating above her head, and her pair of clear water-like eyes seemed full of anticipation.

"Pingyang, have you finished your work today?" A woman's voice rang behind the girl, and then a figure came to the girl.

This caused the girl's body to tremble slightly and her face pale.

However, the girl still did not send any response, but bit her pink lips very stubbornly and shook her head gently.

"When you are here, you should have the consciousness to endure hardship. Don't say I didn't remind you. You should know where it is. If according to my temper, I..." When the woman said this, her brows were wrinkled, it seemed What came to my mind, but after a while it returned to normal: "What if it's more powerful? If you don't work to delay us, don't think about eating this meal at night!"

"I'm working!" Pingyang heard this, and didn't wait for the woman to speak anymore. He jumped up and jumped into the bottomless cold lake.

The cold water splashed.

The woman who fell on the edge of the Hantan suddenly made the woman's dress a little bit of frost, and she screamed involuntarily.

"Ouch, I'm frozen to death!" The woman flashed away as she yelled. Then, her eyes also subconsciously glanced at the cold lake with waves: "Huh, no greeting, I thought we were all with you one by one. It’s the same? Great...what awesome? Not only can you pick the'Frost Crystal' in this cold lake, if you don't know your people, you really think you are a princess!"

After the woman scolded, she stepped aside on her own, found a place to sit down, and sorted out the fresh fruit that had already been picked in the basket.

After a while, the pool water in Hantan also waved again.

Then, a figure covered with frost also jumped out of the cold lake, and fell slightly on the edge of the cold lake, looking pale.

"Come out? Why did you pick a'Frost Crystal'? You want to pick five today!" The woman saw Pingyang jumping out of the cold lake, and a snow crystal in Pingyang's hands, obviously Some dissatisfaction.

"Well...I know." Pingyang's lips twitched slightly, and her pink lips looked bluish, but she tried to restrain her voice from shaking.

"It's good to know. Five crystals of frost are to be taken out before sunset. This is anything that Master Cang Yue confessed, no one can go against it!"

"If I pick up five frost crystals, can I go to Lingyun Tower to send frost crystals?"

"No, anyone can send it, but you can't step into the Lingyun Tower alone, this is something that Cangyue confessed, and it's impossible to violate it!"

"but……"

"Nothing is wrong, this is the gauge! Since you are here, stop thinking about anything else, you should know where it is? If you make a mistake, you should be punished!"

"I won't leave, at least not now, there are three months, three months later...he will definitely come to me, I can't leave now!" Pingyang shook his head and looked at the sky again.

The wet long dress contaminated her, and outlined Pingyang's increasingly exquisite figure. Pieces of ice fell from her body and fell to the ground, making a subtle sound.

"I'm in a daze there again... I don't know what I'm thinking about all the time? Leave? It's impossible even if you want to leave? Every day the gods talk about who will come to pick you up... Could you really not know here? Was it Ling Linglou's'Ice Jail'?" The woman's eyes subconsciously glanced at Pingyang's bare feet, and the silver chain on top of her feet.

And at this time...

A purple figure also fell from the sky, like a fallen leaf, gently fell beside the Hantan, without making any sound.

"Master Cangyue!" After seeing the purple figure, the woman and the busy figure all fell to the ground immediately.

"Well, you go down." Cang Yue waved towards the kneeling figure of the woman.

"Yes!" The woman and her surroundings kneeled down and immediately retreated, and when she retreated, her eyes again looked at Pingyang by the cold lake.

As for Pingyang...

He stood motionless by the cold lake, and his clear water-like eyes did not seem to have any accidents and waves, just like he did not see Cang Yue.

There was not much change in Cang Yue's expression. She just quietly waited for the women to retreat, and then slowly found a place to sit down.

"Do you want to continue to wait?" After a while, Cang Yue finally spoke, and her eyes shone a little bit of stars.

"Yes." Pingyang nodded without any hesitation.

"What if he died?" Cang Yue didn't seem to be surprised by Pingyang's answer, but said casually.

"Impossible!" Pingyang's expression changed slightly, but his eyes were very firm.

"Do you think I'm lying to you?" Cang Yue continued to ask.

Pingyang didn't speak, but stood silently, her lips clenched tightly, without making a sound, just letting the ice on her body slip from the long skirt.

"I can give you another chance to choose!" After waiting for a while, Cang Yue also said again: "First, you continue to wait in this ice prison, and second, you are poisoned according to my words. Oath, from now on, you will forget your previous identity and your relationship with Lingyunlou, and you will be dead. There will be no more people in Pingyang in the world. Change your name and I can take you into Lingyunlou!"

"I have to wait!" Pingyang shook his head.

"Pingyang, let alone Fang Zhengzhi is dead, even if he is not dead, do you really think he can take you out of this ice prison? Stop dreaming, only I can take you out of this ice prison!" Cang Yue's eyes changed instantly Get sharp.

"He is not dead, I believe he will not die, and, I also believe that he can take me out of the ice prison, I will use the identity of Pingyang, enter Lingyun Tower, and not other names!" Pingyang's eyes are on this At that time, I looked at Cangyue, and my eyes were so firm and stubborn.

"Hehe..." Cang Yue's mouth showed a smile, and then shook his head gently: "I might as well tell you, although he is still alive now, but offended Jiuding Mountain and Yinyang Temple, he is already Dead man, not to mention, he also lost the blessings of the Heavenly Pavilion. Is such a person really worth your wait?"

"Worth!" Pingyang replied again.

"Why do you have to enter Lingyun Tower as Pingyang? To be honest, I really missed you before, but now you are different. A demon king Jindan has changed your destiny, which I did not expect. Things, change a name, change an identity, you can live your previous life, what's wrong?" Cang Yue obviously did not understand.

"I changed my name and changed my identity. Will he know me?" Pingyang asked.

"Of course not, even if he recognizes you, you can never admit it again, because, you made a poison oath, this life is not Pingyang!" Cang Yue shook his head.

"However, I still want to continue to be my Pingyang." Pingyang's eyes looked at the sky. She didn't look at Cangyue anymore. She just quietly looked at the white clouds in the sky and seemed to be thinking about something.

"In this case, how about we make a bet?" Cang Yue heard this, the expression on his face finally changed a little, and became a bit cold.

"You said." Pingyang's eyes slowly retracted, and he looked at Cangyue again.

"Just within three months, if Fang Zhengzhi can rescue you from this ice cell, if you lose, you will take a poison oath according to my request, change your name and surname, I will take you into Lingyun Tower, but Since then, there will be no more people in Pingyang!" Cang Yue said directly.

"If you lose?" Pingyang asked again.

"Huh, I can't lose, because, even if he really dares to come, I will kill him as soon as he steps into Lingyun Tower!" Cang Yue's mouth sneered, Immediately, I said again: "Of course, in case I really lose, it is up to you to handle it!"

"Okay, I want you to bear thorns, kneel to the gate of Yanjing City, kneel for three days and nights, and pray to my father emperor and Daxia people for your words that day at the gate of Yanjing City!" Pingyang's mouth corner There was also a smile, but it was a confident smile.

"Daydreaming, if you can win me, I can kneel for ten days and ten nights!" Cang Yue finished ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The whole person also turned into a streamer and rushed to the sky, disappearing instantly.

Pingyang was silently looking at the disappearing Cang Yue. The original confident expression also became stubborn again. The clear and watery eyes shone extremely bright light.

"Plop!"

Pingyang's body also jumped into the cold lake again, just like a fresh red fish, splashing a circle of white ripples.

...

At this moment, it is in the seventh layer of Tiandao Pavilion.

Fang Zhengzhi's eyes were also tightly fixed on the scroll suspended above his head, looking at the wandering golden dragon on the scroll, his brow furrowed.

He really can't figure it out.

One stop...

What does it mean on the seventh heavy picture? This is not in line with common sense at all. Is it different from what you think?

The map of all things should be the one with changes? What is it all about? This is the third day of the Nineth Heaven, and there should be more changes that make sense?

What kind of stuff?

Is it that your own understanding is wrong?

But it's wrong!

Chi Guyan could only crack this seventh heavy picture with his own reminders? If Chi Guyan can be cracked, why can't he, the person reminding himself, be broken?

Dragon……

what is it?

Fang Zhengzheng's eyes were fixed on the golden dragon, and on the dragon's every move. Now that he is not impatient, it is unlikely.

After all, Chi Guyan is now on the eighth day.

Once Chi Guyan enters the heaven again, he will really become a low-level servant.