The tortoise shell was placed on the altar, and a strange light suddenly appeared, dispelling the fog and smiling at the ice and snow. Such a spectacle made the left and right and the painting slave involuntarily walked to the edge of the cliff and admired it silently. Mr. Xiao Lu climbed to Lu Xiao's side, gently lifted his head up, touched the tip of his nose, and found that under the light of this light, his breath suddenly became stronger again, and his heart was overjoyed.

The light on the altar suddenly converged, then split into two, slowly sank, and finally **** out, shooting to the end of the cliff to form a bridge of light.

"The bridge has appeared!" "The bridge has appeared!" Seeing the light bridge, he was overjoyed left and right, and he was about to walk towards the bridge as he spoke.

"What should they do?" the painting slave glanced down at the Lu family father and son, and then asked in a low voice.

"The old one is brought on, he needs to open the White Tiger Gate!" stopped left and right, did not look back, said categorically, and then strode onto the light bridge. The painting slave listened to the words left and right, leaned over and rode Mr. Xiao Lu, but Mr. Xiao Lu struggled desperately and refused to move forward. The painting slave violently exerted force and pulled Mr. Xiao Lu up.

"I won't leave without taking my son with me!" Mr. Xiao Lu continued to struggle, but to no avail.

"Take both of them!" walked a few steps left and right on the light bridge, suddenly stopped again, said this, and then turned around and walked back. Walk to the altar, retrieve the tortoiseshell, and walk up the light bridge again.

The painting slave looked at the back on the left and right, and felt inexplicable, but he still pulled up Lu Xiao, who was lying unconscious on the ground, on his shoulders, and then walked onto the light bridge.

The light bridge was about a hundred zhang long, but it walked quickly from side to side, and although the painting slave carried two people, they did not slow down at all, and soon they reached the other side, where they were still looking at it from afar. It is a wide land, overgrown with all kinds of beautiful flowers, shrouded in a faint mist, and there is a faint fragrance in the air. After smelling this aroma, he immediately covered his nose left and right, for fear that he would fall into a hallucination again, just like just now.

"Don't worry, it's not poisonous!" said after the painting slave put Mr. Xiao Lu down, and then carefully put Lu Xiao on the ground. After listening to the words of the painting slave, he waited left and right for a while before he put down his hand and looked up at the limestone wall that was close at hand.

The stone wall is wide and does not see its borders, but it is even higher and more intimidating. On the stone wall, there is a door, the color should be slightly darker than the wall, about five zhang wide, more than ten zhang high. In the center of the gate was a huge tiger, snow-white with upside-down hair, staring at the crowd at his feet with wide eyes. Majestic, intimidating to see. He raised his head and took a closer look at the white tiger on the door, as if he saw the white tiger suddenly glaring at him with wide eyes, and quickly withdrew his gaze.

"This is the White Tiger Gate, right?" walked over to help Mr. Xiao Lu up, and asked in a deep voice.

"Help me over!" said Mr. Xiao Lu in a hoarse voice, and helped him to the limestone wall left and right. Mr. Xiao Lu reached out and touched the wall, then took the tortoise shell in his left and right hands and took a closer look.

"This is the real White Tiger Gate! If nothing else, there is the White Tiger Circle behind the door!" Mr. Xiao Lu said affirmatively after looking at the tortoise shell.

"And how are we going to open this door?" asked left and right, confused.

"The tortoise shell says that if you put the four keys back in place and put the tortoise shell in the corresponding position, the door will open automatically!" replied Mr. Xiao Lu.

"Keys?"

"I asked my son and the young man surnamed Soul to find the key before, it should be on my son!" Mr. Xiao Lu pointed at Lu Xiao and said.

"Look for it!" said in a deep voice, and the painting slave stepped forward to search Lu Xiao's body. After a while, he took out a small package from Lu Xiao's pocket, and poured out three small stone tablets from it.

"Only three!" said the painting nunu, and then handed the three stone tablets to the left and right.

Left and right took the stone plaque, picked out one of them and looked at it, the front of the stone plaque was carved with a tiger, and the back was engraved with strange runes, it seemed that it should be a word.

"Is this it?" asked after sending the stone tablet to Mr. Xiao Lu and giving him a look.

"Yes!" replied Mr. Xiao Lu after taking a closer look.

"Why are there only three?" asked left and right.

"There is another handful that should be in the hands of the young man surnamed Soul!" Mr. Xiao Lu thought for a while and said.

"Soul Haoxuan!" when he heard this, he immediately frowned. I thought that if the last key was really in the hands of Soul Haoxuan, it would be really a big deal! In that secret room, Soul Haoxuan's sudden disappearance had already made the left and right feel that something was wrong, but I didn't expect that at the last step, it was still related to this kid, and I couldn't help but have a headache when I thought of this.

"You can't open this door without a key?" the painting slave who was standing aside suddenly opened his mouth and asked faintly.

"Yes!" Mr. Xiao Lu nodded.

"Do you have any other way?" looked left and right at the painting slave, as if to see her thoughts.

"Give it a try!" replied the painting slave, and walked towards the White Tiger Gate.

"Absolutely not!" Seeing this, Mr. Xiao Lu knew that she was going to force her, so he hurriedly opened his mouth to stop it, but the painting slave had already walked to the door, and stretched out his hand and put it on the door.

"Hey, this is a big mistake! The tiger spirit guarding the door is not comparable to those ice monsters just now!" Seeing that he couldn't stop the woman, Mr. Xiao Lu had no choice but to shake his head and sigh on the side.

The painting slave pressed his hand against the door, and as if he had broken through the ice wall before, his five fingernails stretched out instantly, trying to cut through the door. But the gate seemed to be much harder than she had imagined. So she increased her strength and wanted to cut through the White Tiger Gate in one go, but this time, the White Tiger Gate suddenly glowed, and then dark clouds gathered in the sky from all directions, and the whole sky suddenly changed from day to night.

"What's going on?" left and right wondered, looking at the sky.

"It's a matter of heaven!" Mr. Xiao Lu sighed, and before the words fell, there was a sudden thunderclap in the sky, and then a bolt of lightning fell from the sky and slashed at the painting slave.

The painting slave tried to dodge, but was still slashed at the hand pressed against the door, and the hand instantly turned black, as if it had been burned. The painting slave's face immediately turned pale, obviously in great pain.

"How are you!" asked with concern as he ran to the slave's side.

"It's no big deal!" said the painting slave as he lifted the charred one, then looked up at the white tiger on the door, and continued: "It seems that you really can't enter the door without a key!"

At the same time as the painting slave spoke, the dark clouds in the sky slowly dispersed, and the sky turned blue again, with white clouds and bright sun.

(End of chapter)