Shrouding the Sky: The Empress Against the Immortals

Another starry night.

Ling Song sat alone on the roof of the thatched hut, hugging his knees, looking up at the sky alone.

People from Yuhua Shenchao said that my brother went to Tianwai, where is Tianwai?
There are so many stars in the sky, is one of them the place where my brother is?

It's been four years...

Ling Song caressed the bronze ring on his finger, thinking like water in his heart.

If brother comes back, will he still recognize her?
In the past four years, during many quiet nights like this, Ling Song was thinking of the carefree life when his brother was by his side.

Even though life was not rich at that time, she was very happy.

The scene of parting is vivid in my memory, the image of my brother standing on the altar waving to her even appeared in Ling Song's dreams many times.

"Brother, how long will it take for you to come back? Nannie really misses you..." Ling Song buried his head between his knees, his voice was melancholy and aggrieved.

She just sat on the roof all night.

It wasn't until the first ray of sunlight rose on the horizon in the early morning that Ling Song took a deep breath, stood up, faced the purple air of the rising sun, his clear eyes concealed the meaning of longing, and returned to his usual coolness.

She ended a month of indifferent life and re-entered the state of practice.

Her brother has not returned yet, so she has to work hard to prepare for the reunion in the future.

Ling Song doesn't want to have this pain of longing again.

……

Time flies.

In the next month, Ling Song carefully studied the scriptures in the Dao Palace Scroll of the "Taiyin Ancient Classic".

The other shore realm is the last small realm of the Lunhai Secret Realm. Ling Song has already passed the step of "lost disaster" and successfully landed on the other shore. In the future, he only needs to practice step by step to gradually reach the perfection of this realm.

The key is how to enter the next secret realm.

After a month of study, combined with some insights on practice taught by Gongyang Yongming in the past, Ling Song has already understood the next step to enter the secret realm of the Dao Palace.

She looked at herself with her spiritual consciousness, and in the sea of ​​bitterness below her navel, a bright vein of heaven ran across the sea of ​​bitterness.

The sea of ​​bitterness that was once dead and silent has changed drastically.

The blue waves are surging, rolling like tides.

The spring of life in the center is bubbling continuously, and the spirit of life is gushing out like a wolf smoke, gathering above the sea of ​​bitterness, and countless divine lines are lingering on that section of the sky, like a long rainbow penetrating the sun.

The end of the sea of ​​suffering - the other shore, that is a pure land.

The pure land is lingering with clouds and mists, full of vitality. In the clouds of the sky, there is a huge shrine looming, mysterious and extraordinary.

Ling Song only had time to catch a glimpse, but the sight was blocked by the cloud and mist in an instant, and he could no longer sense it.

"That shrine should be the legendary Taoist palace. Unfortunately, I have only entered the realm of the other side not long ago. It is not easy to get a glimpse of it. It is indeed too ambitious to log in now."

Ling Song was not discouraged.

She was practicing one of the most powerful mother scriptures of the human race. The master also carefully explained to her the essentials of the scriptures in the secret realm of the Dao Palace, and imparted many insights into practice.

Now, after a month of study and comprehension, she is more and more convinced that as long as she can cultivate the realm of the other shore to perfection, it will be a matter of course for her to enter the Dao Palace.

……

At sunset, the mountains are far away, and the cold white houses are poor.

In a blink of an eye, according to the season, it was already the twelfth lunar month of winter.

However, the climate in the area where the Yuhua Shenchao Central Heavenly City is located is very pleasant. During the twelfth lunar month, there is no snowstorm, just a little chill.

Several aunts in the village came to ask Ling Song, saying that they wanted to measure her figure so that they could cut a new suit for her.

This kind of thing happened in the past few years, but Ling Song refused, and it is the same this year.

Because those villagers are not rich, if they want to cut new clothes for her, it will take a long time for these people to save money.

Even if everyone worked together, Ling Song did not agree.

She only asked the aunt of the Liu family to send a foot of cloth, and she did it herself to sew and lengthen the clothes that she had worn for four years, so that she could continue to wear them.

It's not that Ling Song is frugal on purpose, it's just because this dress is worn when she parted with her brother. She hopes that when she reunites with Ling Su in the near future, her brother can recognize her in the crowd at a glance.

……

On New Year's Eve, the sound of firecrackers rejoiced all families.

Ling Song did not refuse the invitation of Liu Lianyi's family, and had the New Year's Eve dinner with them.

Ling Song returned to his residence alone when he and the two brothers of the Liu family, Dahu and Erhu, arrived at the son.

But she didn't feel sleepy.

He simply jumped onto the roof, facing the direction of the five-color altar of Yuhuashen, and prepared to sit quietly for a while.

But at this moment, a huge bell rang from the direction of Yuhuashen towards the central Tiancheng——

clang!
The fierce bells seem to come from the barbaric era across time and space, full of a sense of vicissitudes and gravity.

For more than four years, Ling Song had never heard this kind of bell.

But this is by no means an ordinary bell, otherwise the sound would not have traveled so far.

She stood up suddenly, jumped up, and soared into the sky.

Looking far away, Ling Song seemed to vaguely see many figures of Yuhua Shenchao flying towards Tiancheng in a hurry, as if something happened.

"There is a very ancient will in the sound of the bell, and it seems to be the same as the sound of the horn when my brother left." Ling Song muttered to himself, with a faint excitement on his face.

Without much hesitation, Ling Song stepped on the Shenhong and galloped towards the five-color altar.

A quarter of an hour later, Ling Song landed about five miles away from the altar.

She found herself unable to get any closer.

Something must have happened to Yuhua Shenchao, there were obviously many more heavenly soldiers patrolling nearby, and the guards were extremely strict.

"Did brother come back?" Ling Song was anxious.

She wanted to know what was going on.

Ling Song gritted his teeth, repeated his old trick, made himself dirty on purpose, and then walked towards the altar.

As expected, she was spotted after walking a short distance.

"Stop!"

"If you dare to go forward, you will be killed!" The heavenly soldier who came to stop her did not recognize her, and his tone was very indifferent.

"Uncle, I...I heard the bell, did my brother come back? He left here four years ago, I..."

"Leave now!"

Before Ling Song finished speaking, he was interrupted forcefully by the other party.

"Please, Uncle, just tell me..." Ling Song looked eagerly at the black armored soldier, trying to find out some news.

It's a pity that the other party has no patience at all.

Seeing that she didn't listen to persuasion, he directly stepped forward and grabbed Ling Song by the collar, and threw her out with his backhand.

Ling Song didn't dare to use his divine power to protect himself, so he fell to the ground abruptly, letting the muddy water on the ground soak his clothes, and became extremely embarrassed.

"Seeing that you are still young, I don't want to say it a third time, leave immediately!" The black-armored soldier issued the most severe warning.

Ling Song knew that he couldn't continue entanglement.

I could only get up, wipe off the mud and water stains on my face, and walk away step by step.

For the next few days, Ling Song has been wandering around here.

Many black-armored heavenly soldiers in charge of patrol saw her, but found that she was very well-behaved and did not cross the five-color altar's five-mile warning range.Coupled with the fact that she was an unarmed little girl, those heavenly soldiers didn't pay much attention to her.

Until the seventh day of the first lunar month.

According to legend, the seventh day of the first lunar month is the birthday of the human race.

This should have been a festive day, but when the brilliance on the five-color altar shone, and a large group of tired and scarred people suddenly appeared, Ling Song was stunned.

She recognized those people, those monks who left here with their elder brother four years ago.

Hengyang King Yao Xiaotian of the Yuhua God Dynasty, several elders, and some young disciples such as Qiao Chengyao and Chu Jiaming.

Although there is a distance of about five miles, the terrain here is flat. In order to be able to observe the situation of the altar, Ling Song deliberately found a small, high slope. Condition.

After Yao Xiaotian and the others appeared on the five-color altar, someone from Yuhua Shenchao immediately greeted them.

After a while, those senior elders flew up to the central sky city, while the Heng Yang King waved his hand and threw a large piece of corpses out from his sleeves.

Ling Song tried his best to search for his brother in the crowd, but she looked and looked, but couldn't find Ling Su.

Ling Song couldn't believe that his brother hadn't come back.

She couldn't help but jumped down the small dirt slope and ran towards the five-color altar.

At this time, the people of Yuhua Shenchao were all focused on the five-color altar, and hardly noticed Ling Song's actions. It was not until she was less than a dozen feet away from the altar that she was finally discovered by the heavenly soldiers.

"you again!"

That day the soldiers recognized Ling Song and grabbed her, "If you dare to go here, you will die!"

Ling Song didn't care, broke free with all his strength, and continued to rush towards the altar.

"elder brother!!"

"Where are you?"

She shouted, wanting to hear Ling Su's response.

There were too many people, she didn't know if she was dazzled, why didn't she see her brother?
It's all so close.

Ling Song's heart was extremely flustered, she used her cultivation subconsciously, she jumped out with one step, and was about to jump onto the altar, but in the next breath, a palm suddenly came out of the void and grabbed it.