Eternal Gate

Hearing this, everyone looked sideways.

As soon as he entered his eyes, he saw Zhao Yun sitting up.

It was also at this moment that the light of heavenly control that encircled him dissipated one after another, and the golden light that bloomed all over the body also converged into the body, and there were still visions, which were also invisible at this moment.

From him, he could not see the slightest fluctuation of immortal power, just like a mortal, a mortal who sleeps in a lake, letting the breeze blow without moving.

"Sleep stupid?"

As Dapeng said, he was about to step into the fairy pond.

Bu Niantian stretched out his hand and dragged him back, as well as the restless troublemaker and Huluwa, who were also isolated from the Immortal Pond.

The last step is to not disturb Zhao Yun. The Tao body has been fully integrated, but Zhao Yun's consciousness seems to have not fully returned, so he has to give him time to get lost in the lake.

"Your whole life."

Zhao Yun murmured, his voice hoarse.

After sleeping for eighteen years, he finally sees the memory of the Taoist body. He joined the WTO from zero, has been self-proclaimed for many years, loves an ordinary woman, and has an amiable master... Those pictures and figures, Like an immortal brand, engraved in his soul.

But he didn't understand, where did this incarnation come from.

As the deity, he has no memory at all.

He also thought of that river, which came from the end of the years, and ran to the end of the delusion, trapping his consciousness for eighteen years. If he could find that river, he might be able to solve his doubts.

"It's so depressing!"

Dapeng by the pool took a deep breath.

The so-called repression came from Zhao Yun's bloodline, which was fused with the body of Tao, and its origin was so strong that it was extremely terrifying.

For example, Dapeng, special bloodlines such as troublemakers and snoring babies, also feel the same way. The stronger the bloodline, the more depressed it is. It is like a fire. Zhao Yun is that fire.

"Why didn't you enter the Immortal King?" The old bald man grunted, looking at Zhao Yun's current state, the steady quasi-immortal king, he is still half a step away from the Dao Void Realm, which is really regrettable.

Although Bu Niantian did not speak, but she saw it the most clearly.

Even if the Tao body is integrated, Zhao Yun is not a complete eternal body. If he insists on a definition, he still assembles it. However, he has advanced from the previous low profile to the high level. .

I don't know when, Zhao Yun got up and stepped out of the fairy pond.

I don't know if he slept for too long and was a little autistic; or because of the memory of the Taoist body, he was entangled. Today, he is unexpectedly calm, and his appearance is quite similar to the saint who came that night. , for a few moments, it will also show a state of confusion.

In fact, when he was sleeping, he basically knew about the outside world, such as the opening of the road to the immortal, such as the immortal world being unilaterally isolated from the world, such as the devil child is the incarnation of the saint, such as Qingyao is the incarnation of the Qin fairy, such as Xiao Wuling They were retrieved...many, many, he had perception, but his consciousness was trapped and he couldn't wake up.

Everyone didn't say much, just looked at each other and smiled, everything was silent.

The crowd didn't stay for a long time, he slept for too long, it's best to be alone.

But he, apparently unable to stay, stepped on one step and disappeared in an instant.

"Where did you go?" The elders who were hiding in the dark jumped out a lot.

"Entering the Eternal World?" After looking around, everyone looked at Bu Niantian.

"Go to the world." Bu Niantian whispered softly.

"Isn't the immortal world unilaterally isolated from the world?" The elders were at a loss.

"Except him." Bu Niantian said with a smile, "The first Red Dust Immortal in history has its own privileges."

In general, everyone understood in an instant.

But I forgot that the goods are Hongchen Immortals, and that Hongchen Road is the passage to the world.

When Zhao Yun reappeared, it was an extremely dark world.

Hmm... Red Dust Road.

Back then, it was from this road that he walked to the Immortal Realm.

Now, it's just the opposite, from the fairy world back to the mortal world.

The difference is that he no longer has to go through hardships, and along the way, he will no longer see half of the evil spirits.

When he walked in the opposite direction, no one knew his state of mind.

He spent his hundred years here.

When he came, he spent a hundred years.

When I went back, it was only three or five moments.

After leaving the Red Dust Road, it is a vast sea.

That is the East China Sea, and most of it is the territory of Daxia. Looking out, you can vaguely see Daxia's warships.

He stood alone, not moving for a long time.

After so many years, I finally returned to my hometown.

"Why did you miss your fish?"

Outside the sky, there are ethereal words resounding, listening to the timbre, it is the sanction of the mortal world.

Zhao Yun's thoughts were interrupted, and he looked up at the sky, "Senior, can you come and see me?"

"No time." Zhu Kong's words were not salty or dank.

No matter how Ren Zhao Yun called, he never responded.

Helpless, Zhao Yun had to step forward and headed straight for the imperial capital.

It is still that city, even at night, it is still prosperous. I have not seen Hong Yuan, nor the imperial concubine and the dragon battle. Most of them have already flown into the fairy world, but it is Long Yang, the imperial brother of the dragon concubine, who is still in the palace, and he has not appeared. , Walking quietly on the street, what I saw and heard was as I remembered, there are too many familiar people, and there are too many invisible people, such as Linglong, such as the four great protectors of the country.

After walking through the imperial capital, he entered the Tianzong.

The brothers and sisters are basically there, sleeping soundly.

"Go back and talk to you." Zhao Yun smiled, turned and disappeared.

After he left, a shadowy figure pushed open the door. It was Mu Qinghan. He glanced at the four directions, his expression was inexplicable, and he always felt that someone had come.

Zhao Yun went to Qianqiu City, but also did not reveal his true form.

But when he fell, too many people seemed to agree.

Unfortunately, they are destined to be invisible.

"It's a strange feeling."

"It always feels like someone is watching us."

Many people clucked and scratched their heads one by one.

"Let's talk back."

Zhao Yun smiled and turned to leave.

Like a tourist, he was in a hurry, crossed the mountains and rivers of Dachuan, and went to the ancient city of forgetfulness.

At night, in the ancient city of forgetfulness, there were crowds of people, and he, covered in a black robe, passed by quietly, and the familiar faces were as intimate as in memory.

In the Zhao family mansion, he appeared like a ghost.

With the expansion of divine consciousness, Liu Ruxin and Luoxia were not seen, nor the corpses of his mother and father.

"A piece of flying?" Zhao Yun frowned slightly.

He was not surprised that Liu Ruxin could soar, but Luoxia was in the dust, her father was a corpse, and her mother could not go to the Immortal Realm.

"The sanctioner cheated?" Zhao Yun said in his heart.

When the gods open the back door, certain prohibitions can be ignored.

He called the sanctioner again, but got no response.

It doesn't matter, he has his own method, which is the Taoist Heavenly Secret Technique.

After some deduction, he saw Liu Ruxin, who was walking on the road to the immortal, and the little unicorn.

Moving forward, he couldn't help frowning. On the day of the turmoil, his mother disappeared, yes, she disappeared, without any warning, not even a word.

"How can this be the case." He was quite puzzled. A bad thought came to life leisurely, and his mother was also an incarnation?