Cui Wei, who has been sitting on the ground, squinted at the little girl and painted the axis. He didn’t have the air: "Even if the sky falls, this picture will not be damaged. Do you know what the sky is going to collapse? There is an anonymous name. A sword will pierce the Tianhe River and directly lead the infinite water flow of a Yellow River cave. It will look far away, just like a big hole in the sky, the water will fall down.

This has created the world's ten scenes of the 'Yellow River in the sky,' and the Baidi City in the colorful clouds, the city owner of Baidi City, that can not be, is a few dare to use the magic to teach the self-restraint Xiongxiong, the wind is very strong, I have had the privilege of talking with him, just in the Caiyun River outside the Baidi City, known as the colorful cloud ten bureaus, losing more and less, but although defeated, after all, that pole has written ' The flag of "Following the World's Chess" has been established for more than 600 years in the city of Baidi City. There are only a handful of players who are qualified to play against the city..."

The little girl doesn't like to listen to these things, but she is annoyed: "What do you say so much? I said that the broken axis is broken! If I win, let me stamp a chapter on your head with a seal?" Do you dare to gamble?!"

gambling?

Cui Wei immediately came to the mood, and his stunned look swept away. He suddenly stood up and patted his ass. He smiled and asked, "How did I win?"

Li Baowan generously said: "If you don't come out from the picture, you still have to insist on killing you, then I will help you collect the dead body! You say, where are you going to be buried, how about the fairy burial mound in our town? I often Going there, the road is familiar, it can save me a lot of trouble..."

Cui Wei licked his mouth and said: "Hold it, if you win, you can help me convince Chen Ping, not only can you kill me, but also accept me as a disciple."

Before leaving the old well, he was ridiculed by Qi Jingchun's "sedition and smug" in the forehead, completely dispelling the last "a little bit of anger" of this pair of skins. From the five borders, the monks really fell to the ordinary folks, and indeed, Qi Jingchun At the beginning of the old town of Yuan’s old house, once he did not know how to repent, his own means let him Cui Wei suffer.

However, the Dongbao Pingzhou trend is so strong, the big squatting south, the arrow has to be sent on the string, and Cui Wei’s own avenue, there is no turning back, can not to retreat half a step, so even if it is determined that Qi Jingchun has a backhand, Cui Wei should still How to do it is how to do it. At most, it is more careful to act.

But no matter what, juvenile Cui Wei, the national teacher Cui Wei in Beijing, no matter how temperament, treacherous, bloodthirsty, city black, willing to gamble to lose this volume, never lack. This point, from the introduction of the teacher, the beginning of his career, to the national division of a small Baoguanzhou northern barbarians, Cui Wei did not lose.

Li Baobo shook his head and said: "Even if I win, I will not promise you this kind of thing."

Cui Wei eyes, "This kind of business does not do, how to become the little master of the Cliff College, Mr. Woman?"

Li Baowan looked at this old "Shi Bo" with a look of disdain? The little girl said her own words, like killing the roadblocks on the road, but she never had to "collect the body", and a jump had passed, and she ran to an unknown distance to find the next opponent. Even if it is Mr. Qi Jingchun, it has been very helpless.

The little girl raised her arm and shook the white seal in her hand. "Afraid not afraid?"

Cui Weihe smiled and said: "I don't know anything about you when I grow up in the wild."

Li Bao bottle slowly retracted his arm and sighed with a sigh of relief toward the seal, and there were signs of preparing to find a place to seal.

Cui Wei swallowed, "Li Bao, don't do this, have something to say. Everyone is a Confucian student, and the gentleman does not move. We have the same door. Besides, you are not afraid of the little teacher and you." So arrogant, there is no such thing as a good and gentle person, and I don’t like you in the future?"

Li Baowan smiled happily: "Small teacher and uncle will not like me? The favorite person in the world under the little teacher is me!"

Cui Wei sighed. "But one day, your little teacher will have a favorite girl."

The little girl did not hesitate: "Then the second likes me, it is still very happy."

Cui Wei looked at the expression of the fairy ghost. "Is this OK?"

The little girl suddenly showed the same expression. Looking behind Cui Wei, Cui Wei turned her head and thought that there was something unexpected. Now his body can't stand the toss, but Cui Wei knows it for a moment. There is nothing in the air behind it, no difference.

One of the seals was shot on his forehead with lightning speed, and Cui Wei fell back on the spot.

In the process of falling to the ground, the young Cui Wei is outraged, this is the third time!

Lying on the ground, Cui Wei angered: "Li Bao, you dare to take a seal to attack me, hit once, you have to fall from the second like to the third, and so on, you do it yourself! I Cui Wei is a Confucian saint, and he should have some weight in his speech. Don’t presume it!”

Of course, these are the deceptive words of the guilty conscience. The Confucian saints do have the magical power of the heavenly constitution. They are extremely demanding for the requirements of the literary and artistic culture and the warmth of their own temperament.

Now Cui Wei, in addition to the body and body stored in the square inch treasure, and a pair of golden branches and leaves, the rest are empty hands, and the snow is worse, the square is like the narrowest hole between heaven and earth, even if it is the same as the gods. The master has requirements for the realm of practicing Qi Shi. The one on Cui Wei needs to be the lowest five-level cultivation. If others break open, they need to be strong, such as the swordsmanship. It is very easy to open the eleventh monk.

The reason is very simple, the square inch is his own home, but the door is locked, the five-dimensional repair is the key in the owner's hand, the same need to unlock the door.

If it is a bandit thief who wants to break into the door, it is not impossible, but it is very difficult.

The current Cui Wei body is extremely weak, the spirit of the body is the same, even the ordinary weak and weak teenager is not as good, in the future if properly adjusted, it is possible to restore the normal person's strength. As for the practice, I really have to rely on the fate of the big opportunity and the big fortune, but Cui Wei feels that with his own experience of this road, he can live as a disciple of Chen Ping, and he is already satisfied.

The Confucian saints in the 12th territory fell to the Tenth Monk, and then fell to the Five Realms, and finally fell to the ordinary folks who could not fall any more.

Cui Wei feels that his life is really ups and downs.

Still dare to threaten me?

This guy doesn't remember to fight, even Li Wei is not as good.

Li Baofei had to fly to the past, kneeling down, facing the head of the young Cui Wei, is a swift seal.

Resolutely and vigorously, the wind and the rain.

People are caught off guard.

Even Cui Wei’s heart-hard and tough figure feels incompetent at this moment.

After all, the opponent is just a little girl, not the old show, Qi Jingchun, these guys.

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Among the scrolls of the mountains and rivers, the young boy who picked up his arm and slashed his sword and lost his consciousness when he landed. The tall woman who was restored to the true body was in her arms. She carefully held Chen Ping’s seat and sat down with her hands. The young man with a thin body, because the blue silk caught by the golden knot hangs on the chest, obscuring the boy's face, she stretches her hand to the back, staring down at the black face of Chen Ping.

She suddenly looked up and looked a little surprised.

In the picture of a sage who banned the land, there was an extremely tall golden figure standing on the top of the mountain, like talking to the old man. It is the woman who is used to the big land, and I feel that this uninvited guest can not be underestimated. The old show is probably not willing to talk about leaking and isolating the induction. She didn’t care about it. She looked down again and looked at the sleeping teenager. She smiled and said: "If it becomes a practicing person, the skin will come back in white, but it is also a young man. It’s not beautiful, but a 'justified show' can’t run away.”

Da Yue Peak.

The golden gods who had reached the level of a thousand feet of law, fell to the top of the mountain and then shrunk into a tall and burly man, wearing a majestic and solemn golden armor, the surface of the gold armor engraved with countless symbols, some ancient symbols that have long been lost The text exudes a rustic and desolate atmosphere. I don’t know how many thousands of years have passed down. Some of them have been as new as yesterday, and they have sacred light. They are inlaid in the armor, and the lines are like gold. The river, the words, is like a golden mountain.

The old show was somewhat disadvantaged, shrinking his neck and deliberately looking around.

The man's facial armor, his voice is dull and boring: "Since I have served as the **** of Suishan, it has been six thousand years old. This is the first time someone has dared to swear by the sword, and I have nothing to explain?! ”

The old show was amazed, "Speak?"

For the temperament of the old show, the gold armor knows the roots, knows nothing, and turns to look at Chen Pingan, frowning. "The smell on her body is very sacred. Is it sacred? She personally shot and chopped her ears." mountain?"

The old show whispered: "I advise you not to provoke her, this old girl's temper is not very good."

The gold armor said indifferently: "Is my temper?"

The old show was white-eyed: "Yes, you have a bad temper, and my temper is good. You guys, everyone who likes to reason is not reasonable. I am mad at me!"

The gold armor gods did not know what to think of, and the original arrogant atmosphere suddenly vanished.

The old show sighed. "I will not say this after the incident. Anyway, it has a relationship with Xiaoqi. You will raise your hand once?"

The man is silent.

The old show laughed haha: "When you default, hey, you guys are all good, that is, the face is thin, like the shelf, you say what kind of friendship, when we went to peek at the mountain goddess Really, I didn’t expect her to be bathing and changing clothes. If it wasn’t for me, I would bear the wrath of the goddess alone, tell her about the three-day and three-night sages, and finally convince people that she would finally let her I’m not worried about it, or else where is your old face?”

The man is bored: "Shut up!"

The old man knows that the matter has become, no longer has to take the inch, the rules of the Suishan Mountain God, said that the golden rule is not excessive, can make this stupid big one eyes closed, the old show feels that he is still very powerful, people will Some drifting, pointing to the distance, "Right, glimpse, the boy is a closed-door disciple who Xiaoqi helped me to collect. What do you think? Is it very good, haha, I like it anyway, the temper is like me. I like to tell people reason, I really can't talk about it again, the style of hands-on, like the small Qi of the year. Hey, do you have any wine?"

The look of the gold armor’s man’s eyes swept away in the juvenile. “It’s not Qi Jingchun’s madness, it’s you’re jealous.”

The old show is not angry, hehehe said: "Things of reading people, you old and handsome know a fart."

The gold armor man should be regarded as the most beautiful and powerful Wuyue **** in the world, but the stronger the strength, it does not mean that you can do it well, because they are such heroes with outstanding strength and detached status, especially Under the influence of incense, the rules and regulations that have been suffered in Haoran’s world tend to be larger. The old man has been in charge for a period of time. Before the statue is placed in the Temple of Literature, he is responsible for staring at the five great mountains in the ear of the mountain. It is said that it is a cold bench in the clear water gate, and sometimes it can be said that it is a feat.

For example, one of the most famous three shots of the old show is to use the sacred word to smash a whole large-scale five-yellow mountain in the middle of the country.

The great five-day-old **** of the mountain was crushed on the spot, and the two ancestors of the Daozu were greatly angry. They almost broke through the sky, and they were hard-pressed from the sky.

At that time, it was not too old, but instead of hiding from the Confucian school, he went straight to the sky. At the junction of the two places, he confronted the imposing Taoist priests. The reader stretched his neck and pointed at his neck. Come here, cut here.

The trip to heaven, the scholars are very mixed.

Can this be a good temper?

If you are a good-tempered gentleman, can you teach a disciple student like Qi Jingchun, surnamed Zuo, and Cui Wei? One is likely to teach the ancestors, one is deviant, and one is the murderer.

The Jinjia Shenren suddenly asked: "In order to be a sure-dead Qi Jingchun, he left the meritorious deeds in violation of the vows, and even the avenues are all gone. What?"

The sages violated the rules, and the gentlemen took care of them, each with its own bleak ending. Within the Confucian ethics, there will be a sage master to follow the rules and regulations.

But the saints are against the heart and the worst is the end.

The old show was just for a deadly Qi Jingchun, and it really surpassed an old life.

Almost no one can understand.

Knowing that the overall situation has been fixed, it is meaningless to go to the arrogance.

Therefore, even if this golden armor **** is used to the discoloration of mountains and rivers, it still feels incredible.

The old man touched his head and followed his hair. He smiled and said: "I once had a question, let Qi Jingchun answer. Since Qi Jingchun gave his answer, I am a teacher, of course, not even a disciple."

Suishan God sneered: "Let me come to these clouds to cover the fog, blue is blue and better than blue. Isn't that what you said? Since the disciples don't have to be as good as the teacher, your rhetoric doesn't make sense."

The old show reached out and ordered a golden armor. "You, die reading. It is better to have a book than to have a book. Do you know it?"

Jinjia Shen smiled and said: "I am too lazy to talk nonsense with you, go, take care of yourself."

He hesitated, "I can't do it, I will come to Suishan."

The old man waved his hand: "Suishan's place, pulling a donkey is like being a sage, I won't go. Besides, now I really lost the opportunity to prove, no previous ability, but who to say I want to deal with me, hey, just let the horse come over. Unfortunately, if I had this encounter in the past, when I met the nose and the second child, I had to hug his thigh and cut my head. If I didn’t cut it, I wouldn’t let him. When I am gone, I will scare my legs and sway afterwards."

The golden armor shook his head, but he really didn't have the interest to talk. He didn't want to talk to the scholar about the old things. Anyway, he knew the old show himself. He felt that this time he would meet this guy, and it would be disappointing after the second time. It is inevitable to look forward to the next meeting.

Strange quirks.

The old man suddenly shouted: "Don't leave, don't go, there is something to do. Sesame mung bean size, you don't be afraid."

Jinjia Shenren does not say anything, a golden light rises from the ground, it is necessary to leave this boundary.

But in the next moment, he showed his original shape and hovered in the air.

It turned out that the old man had barely reached out and grabbed his ankle and hung with him in the air.

He had to land again, watching the old man standing on the side laughing and claping his hands, annoyed: "Insulted! Have a fart!"

The old man only smashed his hand. "I haven’t just received a closed disciple. The first impression of people is not very good. I want to make up for it. I will give you a face-to-face ceremony. After all, I will say goodbye soon. Yes, there is really no chance to teach him to study. I am so embarrassed."

The golden armor **** smiled and said: "Help you prepare for the same ceremony? Yes, this is simple. I have the town of Yueshan who lost the sword spirit. Do you want to give it to your disciple? Is it enough?"

The old man looked like a shy look without sincerity: "How is this done? The gift is too heavy. I am so happy to accept it... Of course, then, it’s a good idea for you to be an elder, if you must force me to give it to me. I can let Chen Pingyi take it for another hundred years, maybe I will raise it when I arrive..."

The golden armor took a deep breath, and everyone familiar with him knew that this was a precursor to the shot.

The old show was immediately a serious saying: "How can you help the demolition? You are really a person. If you have a heart, you don't know what you want to do." My little disciple is going to study with a sword. You just give a piece. The sword of the unowned is on the line. If you ask for it, you can use it. Don’t be a ten-day monk who is qualified to touch it. What do you mean when you are an elder?

The golden armor **** smiled and said: "If I don't give it, would you not let me go?"

The old man silently moved, approaching the golden armor, holding his arm, and sighed with anger: "How is it possible, am I the kind of person?"

Suishan great **** shook his head helplessly. "For these disciples, you really have no life, and you don't want to cover your skin. I will take it for me!"

He shook his wrist, and a fist-sized, silver-like thing was suspended in front of the two.

The old man’s face was dignified, and he was not eager to take over. He asked: “Would you like to come here, or else, how could this thing be carried casually? Although it’s not an exaggerated baby, it’s right. For you, the meaning is extraordinary. If you don't make it clear, I won't accept it."

The golden armor gods arms around the chest and look south. "How do you think I followed the clues?"

The old man frowned. "It’s not that you are going high, but it’s connected with the Suishan gas transport. I’m a little bit bigger on this side, showing the flaws, so that you can take advantage of it?”

The golden armor turned his head and asked, "Do you really know, or are you confused?"

The old man was puzzled: "When did you start to learn to sell the scorpion? My illusion, Suishan, although it was opened by a sword, will have no substantial impact on your side."

The temperament of the golden armor God finally couldn't help but screamed: "His mother! That sword went straight to the ear of the son of the child! You have nothing to do with me now!! Although outsiders look When the sword appeared, it was already the end of the strong, but the Suishan of Laozi, how strong the guardian mountain was, how many people in the whole world could break into the big squad with only one sword? Now the entire Middle China Shenzhou In the discussion, speculation is not what you call the second half of the cow nose, suggesting something, or a few old people in the Great Wall of the sword to be fair."

The old show was stunned, "So fierce?"

In this sentence, a handful of salt was sprinkled on the wound of the golden armor.

"Get out of the way!" He smothered his arms and directly flew out the "body" of the old show to hundreds of miles, and fell into the river in the mountains behind the mountain.

He snorted and shot the inconspicuous silver block in the palm of his hand, plunging into the place where the old man fell into the water.

After that, a golden light like a mountain peak rushed through the canopy of the picture of the mountains and rivers and returned to the ear of the mountain in Shenzhou, China.

In the rivers and rivers of Suishan, the old show was all the way to the dog. The dog slid back to the shore, and the shoulders shook. The originally soaked Confucian shirt was dry and refreshing. He opened his hand and looked at the silver ingot. He frowned and said: "Hot hands. ""

Regarding the chance, the gentleman gives the students, the master gives the apprentice, pays attention to a step-by-step, never gives the bigger the better, but just makes people can afford it, can afford it, and eat it better.

Otherwise, those millennial valves of the Xianjia on the mountain have accumulated so many strong family bases, passed down from generation to generation, and opened branches and branches. Today, this son has just become a practicing sergeant, and he is thrown a sharp weapon. Tomorrow, the grandson’s roots are good, and he will be sent a piece of equipment that will break the mountain and slaughter the city. As a result, he will be rebellious. Why should you listen to the rules maintained by these school academies? ?

Moreover, the cause and effect are most annoying.

Very troublesome.

Therefore, the old show only secretly took away the jade scorpion.

In fact, Aliang just didn't see its true doorway. The old man gave it to Qi Jingchun. Naturally, he had a deep meaning, in order to cope with the worst result. Once Qi Jingchun really had one day, he could have a good enemy. A place to live.

It’s a pity that Qi Jingchun finally chose not to use it. Apart from not wanting to involve Gong Delin’s teacher, he is probably one of the last ones to protect Chen Ping’an.

It is only necessary for the old show to personally run a bottle of Baoliangzhou, see the younger brother who he received from Qi Jingchun.

At that time, Qi Jingchun was already dead. Even if his husband was coming in a thousand miles, he was dissatisfied with this closed-door disciple. He could see him in the face of Qi Jingchun, and the old-fashioned temper, most of them would pinch his nose and recognize it. In the future, if Chen Pingan really has a hurdle, the old man will be able to go out of jail, but it is okay to go out a little or two.

However, Qi Jingchun was wrong. He did not expect his husband to leave Gong Delin so quickly.

It is for him.

As he is for Chen Ping.

I am afraid that this is the true fellow of the same people and the same line.

The old show stepped out and came to the top of the mountain. He said with emotion: "Small Qi, keep this short, you can be much stronger than Mr.. Well, Chen Pingan, a closed disciple, I am very satisfied with my husband. I want to go. I also figured out one thing in Gong Delin. I just lack such a student."

The old man suddenly opened his eyes, "What about people?"

The old man was so anxious that he suddenly went to his feet and suddenly quieted down. He looked smirk and said: "Oh, yes, my disciple is still young, oh, it seems to be fourteen or five years old, not too small, and some places outside are married and have children. Up..."

Somewhere in the sky, the woman smiled and said: "Two times."

The old man was pretending to squint his head and erect his ears. "Hey, say 啥? I can't hear clearly. I don't know the person, the mouth is still unclear, and the conversation is always misunderstood..."

No wonder it was once able to teach Cui Wei such a big apprentice.

Only after the sound disappeared, the old man turned his head and looked at a huge stone with the words "straight to heaven" inscribed on it.

The old man took back his sight and looked down the mountain. "I still want to look at the great rivers and mountains. It is too short for a thousand years and not long for 10,000 years."

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When Chen Pingan woke up, he found himself sitting on the railing of the golden arch bridge again. The arch bridge was still as long as the last time. He couldn’t see the head, couldn’t see the tail, and surrounded by the clouds and sea waves, people were lost. .

I can't imagine how it will end if it falls and falls. Will it be broken? Will it always fall to the endless abyss? Will it be too far away from the ground, if you can not starve, if the 14-year-old boy fell to death, will it be fifteen years old?

Chen Pingan has always thought of some weird things.

It’s just because I haven’t read the book, it’s very rustic.

The white woman sat side by side with Chen Ping, softly said: "This was once a battlefield. When the war ended, only the arch bridge was left. You see there, there was a Dongtianmen standing there. Very big, the guy who was responsible for the goalkeeper at that time was a man of color, wearing a silver armor named 'Big Frost'. The man was not bad, but his mouth was awkward. My first job The master, who had a fight with his top boss, won, and the latter had several helpers watching the game in the distance, but everyone did not dare to show up to help."

Chen Pingan followed her fingers and saw an empty place, and occasionally there was a glimmer of light.

She whispered: "Now nothing."

Chen Ping’an feels a little fascinated and sighs: "This way."

She gently swayed her feet and held her hands on the railing. She smiled and said: "Cultivate the Taoism and practice the construction of the Changsheng Bridge. It is to repair one and not to become a dust in the long river, so everyone likes to claim to be self-proclaimed. Go upstream."

Chen Pingan snorted, this sentence is still understandable, live well, who does not like it.

She turned to smile and asked: "Is it so far away, tired?"

Chen Pingan seriously thought about it. "It’s not too tired to be tired. It’s actually easier than burning a charcoal in the mountains when you were young. It’s just a strange and strange thing, and you can’t sleep well.”

Chen Pingan turned his head and smiled happily: "But I just slept very hard. I used to be poor in the town, but I can fall asleep every day. Now I am traveling with the bottle, but I dare not do this. Fear of something unexpected."

She continued to ask: "Is there no complaints?"

Chen Ping thought for a moment, learning the fairy godmother around her, holding the railings with both hands, shaking her feet, looking into the distance, whispering: "Yes, like a girl named Zhu Lu, how can it be so kind. One wearing The female ghost of the wedding dress, just because she felt that her beloved man did not love her, she killed a lot of scholars who passed by. If they were not around the bottle, I had already used a sword to kill her. ”

"Other things, it's hard to say that it's a complaint. If you can't talk about it, you'll still get some annoyance. For example, Li Wei's reading is always useless, and he doesn't even listen. I really don't know how Mr. Qi could endure him. There are also delicious Shanzhen seafood, these guys do not like to eat my cooking meals, I am actually very depressed, oil and salt is very expensive, and I go fishing by the river, can not pick the time, often fishing Not a few, every time I go back and see that they are disappointed, I will be particularly wronged. If I don’t think about not delaying your study tour, give me a day or two to go to the nest, watch the night fishing, how big I can catch fish."

"Recently, Lin Shouyi was angry. In fact, I was very guilty. Although I mainly practiced for him, I was selfish. Because someone told me that the Changsheng Bridge was broken, I might not be able to practice this life. But I don't want to give up like this. One is to promise the goddess sister, you will become a fairy who flies in the future, and the second is that I myself admire them, just like Li Wei said, step on one. Take the sword, fly around, go where you want to go, how handsome and powerful, I certainly want to."

The tall woman quietly listened to the minds of the youngsters and joked: "Hey, you will think about things for yourself."

The young man narrowed his eyes and looked as far as possible. He smiled and said: "Of course, after my mother died, I have been thinking about myself. It is very difficult to think for others. In fact, after meeting you, I became like this. Fighting with people, buying hills and shops, reading and literacy, doing small book boxes, walking and practicing boxing, spending money on books, picking routes, sharpening horses, busy every day, but I am not Regret, I am very happy!"

Chen Pingan muttered: "There are some people who miss them, I don't know if they are doing well."

She also felt the same sentence that the boy said, "This way."

Chen Pingan suddenly turned his head and whispered: "Shen Xian sister, I have money now, very rich!"

She is laughing and laughing.

Just remembering the growth of the boy, it will soon be relieved.

It’s just that the New Year’s Eve must be posted by the Spring Festival couplets. If you have such a big thing, you can let the teenagers smash and swear for so many years. Then, with money, it is of course a happy thing.

The boy suddenly felt his eyes firmly: "Shen Xian sister, you can rest assured, I promised you something, I will try my best."

She turned her side and put her hand on the boy's head. He said softly: "I am very happy to meet you."

She seemed to feel that she was still unfinished, and she bent over and leaned over, leaning against her forehead with her forehead.

A simple boy is just a little shy, and he wants to scratch his head and not dare.

She smiled and put away her posture.

In the end, Sword Spirit and the teenager have a barefoot, a straw shoe. Just look at the distance together and shake your legs.

Time passed, I didn’t know it.

If today is a ferry crossing a long river, going up and going for 20,000 years, if the sword spirit kills the big, murderous, but she is the only one, higher than the sky!