Fan Ming clearly felt that the closer he got to the Shuiguan statue, the stronger the strange feeling became.

He couldn't help but raise his head and look at the statue of Shuiguan, just when his eyes met the eyes of the statue.

The next second, there was a "boom", as if something exploded in his mind.

Fan Ming's eyes gradually lost focus...

Qingqiu Yinlan quickly noticed something strange about Fan Ming. She frowned slightly, and then used the fox clan's illusion talent to use a small "blind trick" on the people around her. From everyone's perspective, they were still going on.

They were following the worship process, but in fact Qingqiu Yinlan had already left the Sanyuan Palace with Xi'er and Fan Ming.

Seeing Fan Ming's appearance, Qingqiu Yinlan thought he was being attacked by his consciousness, so he used a secret method to enter his consciousness space and help him get out of trouble.

However, what she never expected was that she couldn't enter at all. There was an invisible barrier blocking Fan Ming's consciousness space.

She couldn't even shake this barrier even at the stage of forming a pill. What was it that blocked his spiritual space?

Qingqiu Yinlan's face suddenly became filled with surprise and uncertainty.

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Fan Ming felt as if he was dreaming.

Why do you say it’s a dream?

Because the scene in front of me is too unreal...

Fan Ming looked up and saw a majestic and huge palace floating on a piece of "emptiness", motionless.

This palace is about a hundred feet high, and it looks like it is made of integrated black jade, giving people a deep, simple, peaceful and solemn feeling.

Fan Ming's eyes were unconsciously attracted to the palace itself, and his body drifted towards the palace unconsciously.

There is a transparent flowing light shield outside the palace, which envelops the entire palace. Fan Ming originally thought that this light shield would block him out, but the moment he touched the light shield, he only felt that the white light flashed easily and easily.

Passed through the mask and entered the palace.

The scale inside the palace is actually even larger than it looks on the outside. The main hall is towering and surrounded by ornately decorated stone pillars and metal statues. The murals and reliefs seem to depict some ancient myths and legends, which are vivid and vivid, making people dizzy.<

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The sound of the bronze bell tower next to him lingered in Fan Ming's ears. There is also a magical pool in the temple, with sparkling waves in the pool, which seems to contain endless fun.

Looking at the deep palace entrance in front of him, Fan Ming didn't know where he got the courage. He didn't even do any mental preparation and just stepped into the palace entrance, as if everything was taken for granted.

After entering the palace gate, Fan Mingcai was slightly stunned.

A narrow passage that was straight and abyss-like appeared in front of him. The passage was also made of deep and thick ink jade, giving the entire passage the magic power that seemed to be able to suck in the human soul.

If that's all, that's it. When Fan Ming actually walked in, his heart suddenly felt extremely depressed, as if there was an invisible force forcing you to lower your head, which was very uncomfortable.

Fan Ming tentatively touched the surrounding walls. The feeling of being suppressed instantly increased dozens of times. This feeling not only wants you to bow your head, it also wants you to kneel down. Fortunately, at the last moment he

Withdrew his hand.

Fan Ming wanted to wipe off the cold sweat on his forehead, but there was no feeling of moisture when his hand touched his forehead. It was more likely that this was a "dream". Fan Ming held up his chin with one hand and thought quietly in the passage.

After a while, he walked forward again.

Whether it's a dream or something else, I'm afraid the answer to why I appear here can only be found in this palace...

This passage was really what it looked like. Fan Ming had no idea how long he had walked. Time seemed to be blurred in this passage. He only knew that he should have walked for a long time before finally wandering to the end.

An exit emitting aqua-blue light appeared in front of you.

Fan Ming's energy perked up slightly and his pace quickened a bit.

The moment he walked out of the exit, the scene in front of him shocked him mentally and physically. He stood there blankly like a fool who had never seen the market before.

What appeared in front of him was a palace-like palace.

But this palace is countless times larger than an ordinary court hall. It is so majestic that even if tens of thousands of people come in to discuss matters at the same time, it will not feel crowded at all.

This majestic palace also has several pillars like a court, but the latter are wooden pillars, while the former are thick jade pillars with gilt floating on the surface.

This was the first time that Fan Ming saw gold used as paint for painting. Almost every jade pillar had rare birds and animals painted with gold, and among these rare animals except dragons and phoenixes, he knew all the others.

I don’t know them, but I can see that they are all very lifelike and very spiritual, and none of them are repeated.

But it is not these strange jade pillars that attract Fan Ming's eyes the most, but looking at the huge throne standing on top of the hall...or rather the divine throne!

Fan Ming has finally come to his senses. With the specifications of this palace, even if he is an emperor for eternity, he cannot be worthy of it as long as he is still a mortal!

I'm afraid the only people who are qualified to sit in that position are high-ranking gods.

However, at this moment, there was no one in the temple except him, and there was nothing on the throne.

Although there was a long distance, Fan Ming could still clearly feel the strong sacred aura emanating from the throne, as if an invisible energy was attracting it, giving him the urge to sit on it.

Could it be that this "dream" wants me to experience the feeling of sitting on the throne of God?

Fan Ming couldn't help but have such a suspicion in his mind.

He hesitated for a long time, and finally stepped forward.

Since this "dream" is still going on and I don't know how to escape, why not try more?

After a while, Fan Ming walked to the steps under the throne. Standing here, the sacred aura emanating from the throne was even more compelling, almost suffocating him.

Fan Ming gritted his teeth and finally took the first step onto the steps. However, just as he stepped on the first step with his right foot.

A terrifying pressure came towards him like an overwhelming mountain!

He suddenly had the illusion that the sky was falling!

With a "boom", Fan Ming's consciousness instantly went blank.

But just above this blank space, words glowing with golden light suddenly appeared out of thin air!

Just like someone is writing on a scroll, they appear one after another from left to right, arranged in vertical rows, in strict order!

The text itself seemed to be some kind of ancient text. Fan Ming had never seen it before, but he could understand the meaning of these words when he saw it for the first time.

"The best thing is like water..."
Chapter completed!