One Thousand Eight Hundred and Eleven. Go to Tushita Palace Again

Yan Zhaoge couldn't help but fell into deep thought as he looked at the three treasure jade Ruyi and the disappearing photo frame.

He tried something else, but it didn't work.

Looking around at the unfamiliar yet familiar environment in the room, Yan Zhaoge was stunned for a while.

After a long time, Yan Zhaoge came back to his senses and his thoughts moved slightly.

The scene in his mind changed, like traveling backwards. Yan Zhaoge's mind left the blue planet and was withdrawn from the vast universe of stars.

The time and space in front of you is distorted and changing, colorful.

When the scene became stable again and the endless void of darkness reappeared, Yan Zhaoge felt like a lonely soul floating from the underworld, returning to the sun and returning to his body.

In his sight, apart from the vast and endless void, there was also Feng Yunsheng's concerned eyes.

"Zhao Ge?" She looked at Yan Zhaoge worriedly.

"Don't worry, it's okay." Yan Zhaoge first smiled at Feng Yunsheng, and then fell into deep thought again.

The three precious jade fell into his hands as he wished, and he played with it back and forth.

As the thoughts in Yan Zhaoge's mind moved, the purple, white, and gold colors of the Three Treasure Jade Ruyi flashed together.

The next moment, the photo frame appeared in his hand.

Appearing under the starry sky that is very different from the blue star here!

Looking at the photo frame and the face in the photo, Yan Zhaoge looked serious.

He could even faintly feel the chill rising behind him.

"When did you get such a portrait, dressed in weird clothes, and framed it in such a strange way?" Feng Yunsheng asked from the side: "It is good for preservation."

She looked at Yan Zhaoge, and after noticing Yan Zhaoge's slightly solemn expression, her expression immediately became serious: "Zhao Ge?"

"It's okay..." Yan Zhaoge let out a long breath, looked at himself in the photo, and suddenly laughed: "Interesting!"

"Let me think about it, what was I doing at that time? It seemed like I had just returned home, threw myself on the bed, stretched my legs, played with my phone or something..." Yan Zhaoge thought in his mind: "Then I suddenly lost consciousness... …”

"When I come back to my senses, I am already the spirit of the Library Pavilion of the Heavenly Palace."

His soul traveled through Hongmeng's creation.

Logically speaking, the body should still remain in the original world, on that planet.

The time point of returning has not changed, so it can even be said that the body should still stay in the same place, in the house where he lives.

It was impossible for people on that planet to move his body. To be precise, no one noticed his abnormality.

But now, his body on Blue Star and in his original world has disappeared.

Was it destroyed when he traveled through time and evaporated without leaving any traces, or...

"...removed?" Yan Zhaoge looked down at the photo frame in his hand.

"If I can bring this photo frame back through Sanbaoyu Ruyi, it means that others can too."

Yan Zhaoge narrowed his eyes: "However, there are not many people who can do it."

Dao realm powerful people can naturally do it.

But like the Antarctic Immortal Emperor, it cannot be done.

Although he is only one step away from the Tao realm and has a deep enough grasp of the principles of heaven and earth, his magical power is insufficient and his foundation is weak.

In other words, his soul may try to escape from this Hongmeng creation like Yan Zhaoge, but once it escapes, it will be unable to bear it and will be destroyed instantly.

It's like a mortal soul leaving the body. Although it can escape from its body, the ghost is not strong enough to travel day and night. If it moves even slightly, it will collapse and dissipate.

For those who are strong enough, but still have insufficient grasp of the principles of heaven and earth, and are not yet ready to attack the Tao realm, their souls may be strong enough, but they cannot separate their souls and escape from this body.

In such a situation, it is naturally not possible.

Yan Zhaoge was thinking intently, while Feng Yunsheng stood quietly aside.

The worried look on her face had disappeared, and she gradually became calm. Her eyes were calm as water, firm as iron, and she patiently waited for Yan Zhaoge's decision.

After a while, Yan Zhaoge's eyes regained focus.

He first looked at Feng Yunsheng apologetically and gently held Feng Yunsheng's palm.

The woman in front of him smiled at him and shook her head, waiting quietly for him to speak.

"Come to a place with me." Yan Zhaoge said.

The two join hands and hit the road together.

The canopy above Yan Zhaoge's head opened, leading them to ascend step by step, as if going to another place that was "higher" than the endless void outside the territory.

The location there is hard to determine, and the traces are hard to find. It's like an illusory fairyland, indescribably wonderful.

Among them, there are dense flowers and strange grasses, and fairy birds and auspicious animals are everywhere.

Between Zhilan Waterfall, there stands an ordinary palace.

There is a plaque hanging above the palace door with three words inscribed on it.

Tushita Palace.

This is not the first time Yan Zhaoge has come to this place.

There was a boy standing at the door of the temple, looking at him uneasily.

To be precise, he was looking at the canopy above his head that seemed to cover creation.

On the canopy, the Great Master Xuandu was suppressed.

Grand Master Xuandu looked at the scene of Tushita Palace in front of him, but there was no look of joy or relief on his face. On the contrary, he was even more sad and sighed.

Yan Zhaoge walked leisurely and came to a rock next to the palace. He raised the rock with his hands and pressed Master Xuandu underneath.

Then, he wrote on the rock with his fingers, leaving behind a series of talismans, which finally turned into a scripture.

The scriptures flashed with light, and finally melted into the rocks and were never seen again.

After suppressing Master Xuandu under the rock, Yan Zhaoge turned around and walked back to the gate of Tushita Palace.

The boy standing there opened his mouth again and again, but the words came to his lips, but could not come out.

"Lao Jun will decide everything." Yan Zhaoge said with a smile: "If Lao Jun is interested, Taoist brother Xuandu can escape."

The boy smiled bitterly.

Even though Grand Master Xuandu is the direct descendant of Taiqing and a disciple of Laojun, whether Laojun will let him out or not is still a matter of five or five. It is between two and one...

"Tianzun, this... this is really..." the boy groaned, his face full of embarrassment.

"You can't break the seal I set, and you can't influence Lao Jun's will. There is no need to be embarrassed by this. Dao Brother Xuandu can't blame you." Yan Zhaoge said: "I am here today, in addition to sending gifts Taoist brother Xuandu is back and I have another question to ask."

The boy said helplessly: "Let Tianzun know that the great master has not seen the guests since he came back. Lord Lu Ya, the ancient Buddhas in Ran Deng have all been here, but the great master has closed the door and disappeared."

"I understand." Yan Zhaoge nodded: "I don't have to meet Laojun. You can also give me answers."

The boy glanced at the rock over there and nodded helplessly: "Tian Zun, please tell me everything I know."

"Are the treasures left behind by Patriarch Taiqing Daode Tianzun after his transcendence, are they still in Tushita Palace?" Yan Zhaoge asked.

The boy was slightly startled.

Obviously, he noticed the key point in Yan Zhaoge's question.

Yan Zhaoge asked about Taiqing Daode Tianzun's personal treasure, not Taishang Laojun's personal treasure.