Looking at the armor in front of him, Zhang Qing also looked confused.
He stretched out his hand to touch it, and his palm passed directly through it without any feeling.
"This seems to be something from those heavenly soldiers." Zhang Qing raised his head and looked at the sky. There were rows of red heavenly soldiers standing above the clouds, and the armor on their bodies was majestic.
Those armors were very similar to the things in front of Zhang Qing at the moment.
Gradually, Zhang Qing watched as the armor in front of him became more and more solid, while in the sky, the billions of heavenly soldiers seemed to become blurry.
The golden rays of light shone, and the Yunshan Lords roamed among the sea of clouds. The heavenly soldiers disappeared little by little, and instead, layers of glorious palaces appeared at the end of the cloud world.
Each palace is located on the top of the mountains, covered in dazzling golden light and extremely solid.
"Immortal Palace!" Someone's eyes trembled, remembering the words in some ancient records.
On the thirty-three days, all palaces belong to real immortals. As for immortals, they are not qualified to build immortal palaces.
In front of the palace, there are thousands of fairies dancing in their sleeves, rolling in the sea of clouds, and surrounded by auspicious beasts.
In a palace, the giant waved his long weapon, and every move had true meaning, causing countless people watching around him to cheer loudly.
There are also palaces with green smoke curling up and colorful lights erupting from them, creating huge artifacts out of thin air.
Thousands of palaces appeared in the sky. They seemed to be lined up on both sides of the road, revealing the prosperity of the past thirty-three days.
Each scene is a fragment of the thirty-three days, showing the carefree appearance of the immortals in it, and also the years of living of the immortals high in the clouds.
That is a picture that countless people yearn for, and it is now being revealed by the palaces using their memories.
And all of this is for the end of the void, the fairy palace that no one can see clearly to appear in front of everyone.
"Ling Xiao..." Someone said in a low voice. There are many immortal palaces in the Thirty-three Heavens, which can be said to be endless, but there is only one most important one, and that is Ling Xiao.
The Xuanwu God has been walking around the world for countless years carrying Ling Xiao on his back. Will it finally be revealed to the world now?
Some people saw clear glass, some saw bright fairy gold, some saw fragments of the sun and moon, some saw sculptures and murals of gods...
No one can see the whole picture of Ling Xiao, they can only see the tip of the iceberg that Ling Xiao is willing to let them see.
What Zhang Qing saw was a piece of crystal blue, which seemed to contain treasures that could not be imagined in the world.
In addition, he also saw something that was very similar to the material of a certain fragment in his body. It seemed that the two could be put together.
It was a broken plaque, stained with dust, and completely different from the dazzling fairy palace around it. It seemed that it should not appear in the name of Thirty-Three Heavens.
There are strands of golden thread floating on it, forming a meaning that anyone can understand at a glance.
——Ling Xiao
"The Lingxiao Palace is rumored to be the center where the Thirty-three Heavenly Court handles matters in all realms. The immortal in charge of the Lingxiao Palace is the co-master of the immortals, Buddhas, demons and demons in the world."
"Every word spoken there can determine the fate of countless creatures, and can even reverse life and death."
"There are traces in heaven and earth. The life of a living being will leave traces in heaven and earth. Ling Xiao can find all these traces. No matter whether they are mortals or immortals, they can't hide from Ling Xiao's investigation."
"As long as you can master it, you can do anything."
Yilan Jun didn't know when she appeared beside Zhang Qing, looking at the void in front of him with slightly narrowed eyes.
She couldn't see the armor, but she could sense that something was gathering around her.
This was the only time in more than a year that she showed interest.
Zhang Qing stared at the broken Lingxiao plaque. Among countless illusory palaces, only the dusty plaque was real.
That plaque is also the reason why Xuanwu Spirit can live to this day in his body.
The Xuanwu Spirit carried it up, as if looking for a destination, a ruins to bury Ling Xiao, to declare that the past thirty-three days had become history.
The dust clinging to the sky is not the dust of ignorance, but represents the past.
Between the heaven and the earth, the underworld, the Buddha in the West, and the endless demons, they are all waiting, waiting for the last afterglow of these thirty-three days to disappear. At that time, the big stage of the world will belong to them.
Inexplicably, Zhang Qing looked at the armor in front of him and couldn't help feeling lonely.
The past thirty-three days were so majestic, so vast, and so powerful, but now they will completely disappear.
What happened to the immortals, and how many things in this world are unknown to practitioners like them?
The glory is gone, everything is like a dream, and the Nine Heavens Palace can only exist in memory after all.
Zhang Qing saw that there were fewer and fewer heavenly soldiers and generals in the sky, but those immortal palaces still continued to emit bright and loud immortal music, seemingly unaware of the appearance of the outside world.
The earth rolled, and the Bronze Great Wall reappeared in the sky. The ninth one no longer needed to cover itself.
As he was exposed, there was a figure deep in the towering palace. The Earth Immortal looked at the palace above his head and took action suddenly.
No one stopped him. The heavenly soldiers and generals in the clouds in the sky had completely disappeared with the wind. Even the endless sea of clouds was faintly unstable. The snow-white 'ground' woven by the Yunshan Lords was falling.
"Prosperity no longer exists, but heroes grow old."
"They turned into wind and ended at the end of the sea."
"The immortals will not die. They are still waiting for the final battle."
"Billions of mountains and seas are scattered by the white wind."
"I have come to see the splendor of the world and the laughter of mountains and flowers."
A snow-white figure walked out from the end of the void. He was elegant and gentle as jade.
However, there is an out-of-place pair of crystal antlers on his head.
"The light and shadow are mottled, and the city is full of flowers."
"My heart is confused, but there is only a candlelight to light up the longing for the past, and a scroll of paper to describe the chapters of the years."
"The butterfly flapping its wings is the persistence of the storm."
"I'm waiting to see these immortals fall."
The ethereal voice that sounded like an immortal gradually solidified, and boundless snow-white flowers were scattered between the sky and the earth. He stood at the end of the sea of flowers, overlooking the infinite world.
"My name is Yixian."
"You can call me by my immortal name and travel across the four seas and the eight wastelands. I will travel to the nine heavens and ten lands, and there will be no place I cannot go!"
Transparent white deer were running carelessly in the sky, and even the hundreds of thousands of cloud tigers were driven away.
The atmosphere is majestic. At this moment, everything in this fragmented world seems to be suppressed.
