In this cloud island, Chu Cheng did not feel any fluctuations in spiritual power. Even standing in the sea of clouds, he was blessed with rich spiritual energy.
He felt hundreds of rays of life, indicating that there were hundreds of humans living in this cloud island.
"The immeasurable world... is interesting."
There is life in everything above and below. In the vast world, only immortals live in the sky, so mortals are full of awe and yearning for the vast sky.
But here, it's different. Even mortals can live in heaven.
These people probably had monks from their ancestors, who evaded the enemy's pursuit and led them into the sea of clouds. But because of their demise, no one cares about these people, and they don't even practice the techniques, so they have no way to practice.
There was a group of young children, jumping around, reaching out to hold a cloud, and then stuffed it into their mouths, enjoying it very much. It seems that these are not clouds, but fragrant steamed buns.
Seeing this, Chu Cheng also reached out, grabbed a cloud and stuffed it into his mouth.
The cloud melted in his mouth and turned into a stream of liquid, flowing into his belly.
This water is sweet and has strong spiritual energy. It is even richer than ordinary spiritual stones. Even if a mortal drinks it, even if he is unable to practice, he can still achieve inedience and prolong his life.
"This immeasurable world is too big, with a vast sea of clouds and no stars, so it is difficult to distinguish between east, west, north and south. If you want to find your current body, you will undoubtedly be looking for a needle in a haystack."
Chu Cheng murmured and walked into the village.
Six thousand years, it took Chu Cheng six thousand years to search from the vast world to the infinite world. This is also because the flying pigeon passed the message back then, and the energy that spread out merged into itself and was attracted.
That’s why we can reach the immeasurable realm in such a short period of time. Otherwise, in this endless darkness, you will lose your way and find it difficult to escape. Even if light can be found in the end, it may not necessarily be the infinite world.
The darkness that lasted for more than six thousand years has finally seen the light of day again.
He already misses the whispers from life very much, and also misses the fireworks in the world.
No one knew that he was here, and no one knew that he walked into a dilapidated courtyard, casually broke through the remaining formation, and borrowed fire.
This courtyard is covered with residual formations. It was obviously left by the previous monk, and his cultivation had reached the state of becoming a god.
In the primordial space. Possessing the world's top ingredients, rice-flavored fruits, they were put into the cleaned pot and a fire was lit.
The courtyard is somewhat dilapidated, with fallen leaves scattered all over the ground. They have almost rotted into mud due to being soaked by past rains.
Obviously. This house has been deserted for many years.
Chu Cheng served the meal and sat in front of the courtyard gate, looking at the children. It seems that the smell of rice is too fragrant, and those children come here because of the smell. Seeing the figure in front of the door, they all exclaimed.
There are not many fields on this Cloud Island, and the food and fruits are limited. In addition, they took Yunduo to achieve fasting, so the clan would only use it during festivals to enjoy it.
Children followed the scent, and people not far away were also alerted by the scent. Some clan elders were frightened and angry, mistakenly thinking that a child was stealing food.
One figure after another came after him.
"???????????????Ancestor? It's the ancestor! It's the ancestor who's back!"
When the children saw the figure at the door, they clapped their hands and shouted with joy.
"Ancestor?" Chu Cheng was startled.
The figures behind them obviously paused in their steps, and then hurried over.
They arrived in front of the courtyard gate and surrounded the white-haired man, their bodies uncontrollably excited.
"I'm not your ancestor." Chu Cheng shook his head.
"That's right, this courtyard. Since the ancestor left, no one can enter. Only the ancestor himself can enter this courtyard."
These people are mortal after all. I don’t know much, I don’t know that in this world, there is heaven outside of heaven, and there are people outside of human beings.
The cultivation of the realm of transformation into gods is indeed impressive when compared to the mortal world. But the world is so big that it is not difficult to break through the remaining formations left by the monks in the Transformation of God Realm.
They thought that someone could enter this courtyard, light a fire and cook food here, and be so happy. Who else could he be if he wasn't an ancestor?
Chu Cheng didn't explain much until he saw the scroll that an elderly man took out from the ancestral hall, and his pupils suddenly shrank.
The person in the painting is actually myself!
Back then, someone took these mortals to the clouds, and after leaving, they left a portrait behind.
This is the first time Chu Cheng has set foot in the infinite world. Who would deliberately leave his own portrait?
The cultivation of this body entered the realm of destruction more than 30,000 years ago, and the cultivation of those who followed her were all in the Xuan Dynasty.
And this person is only in the realm of transformation into gods.
It's just the state of transformation, but there is a portrait of myself left here, as if I knew that I would definitely come here.
"Could it be Qingxia..."
Chu Cheng looked at the portrait and frowned again. I didn't feel any fluctuations of spiritual power in the painting. It was just an ordinary portrait, painted on fine silk to protect it from the intrusion of time.
However, if this monk is really Qingxia, how can this mere divine realm come from the vast world countless light years away to the immeasurable world?
Even if it’s myself. Without the guidance of Feng Jing Festival, it would not have been possible to arrive in a mere six thousand years.
"I took back this portrait." Chu Cheng thought for a long time, stretched out his hand, and the scroll came into his hand.
??????????????????He didn't know who had left the scroll. But since he stayed, there will definitely be opportunities for contact in the future.
"This is the portrait of our ancestors." No one had any objection.
"Today is a happy day. Our ancestors are back and hosting a banquet!" Chu Cheng put away the portrait before he spoke. The leader of the old man shouted excitedly.
Only on big days will they start to hold banquets and bring out the food they don't have much harvest in a year.
Everyone left one after another, and the children also left under the embrace of their parents, leaving only the old man who was the leader.
"The 370th generation grandson, pay homage to our ancestors!"
Chu Cheng was still sitting in front of the threshold, looking at the old man's fiery eyes and nodded. He smiled and said: "Although this Cloud Island is free from the world, it is too cramped for you. The world is so big, I still want to go for a walk."
"Ancestor, please grant me permission!" The old man knelt down and kowtowed.
Generation after generation, they can only survive on this cloud island, which is only a few miles away. It is sad for them to know that this world is so vast but they cannot get out of it.
"Since you have my portrait, I will help you." Chu Cheng nodded.
These people, from birth. He experienced the baptism of rich spiritual energy and fed on spiritual water. No matter how poor your qualifications are, you can still cultivate to the basic level.
It can be said that people in heaven and on earth are very different.
What these people in Yun Island lack now is just the skills of cultivation. As long as they introduce cultivation, they will transform into dragons and become monks who can fly to the sky and escape from the earth.
