Passing through the gate where the flames flowed, the surroundings were white and foggy, making it impossible to distinguish one's position. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Zhou Gongzi ......" Mu Shan glanced around, his heart was full of doubts and vigilance, obviously he was following closely behind Zhou Yu, and he disappeared Zhou Yu in the blink of an eye.

"Brother Mu keeps moving forward, don't turn. Now you are under the feet of a boundary bridge, between the ordinary sheep mountain and reality, if you fall off the bridge, you will be lost forever in the turbulent space, never to recover. ”

Zhou Yu's voice swirled in the thick fog, layer upon layer, and Mu Shan felt like the world was spinning.

Mu Shan looked down, there was still a thick fog under his feet, and he couldn't see, but his whole body was fluttering, as if walking on the clouds.

Zhou Yu didn't say that it was okay, as soon as he mentioned it, Mu Shan suddenly felt like he was walking a tightrope on a cliff, and every step he took was between life and death.

Ahead, a faint figure waved at him in the thick fog.

"Huh......" Mu Shan walked out of the dense fog like walking on thin ice, took a long breath, looked at Zhou Yu who was smiling and groaning in front of him, and couldn't help but wonder if he was playing tricks on himself: "Zhou Gongzi, how do you know that we are walking on the bridge?" Where else is there turbulence? ”

"Hehe, the kid also heard it from the tutor. It is said that every forbidden place that is independent of the world will have a boundary bridge that connects the two worlds that do not border each other. And between the gaps between these two worlds, there are many dead and unsurvivable spaces, which are turbulent spaces. Once you fall into it, it is Da Luo Jin Xian, and you don't want to return to the world. ”

"Miss Feng, Brother Lu, since you arrived safe and sound, then this dense fog should also disappear." Zhou Yu bowed his head slightly towards Fengxian and Lu Bu, who were supporting each other behind Mu Shan, and then pointed forward with the jade flute in his right hand, and said, "Three of you, please look, this is the boundary bridge and the spatial turbulence." ”

Mu Shan looked back, only to see that the thick fog behind him was still filled, and it began to dissipate after half a ring, a black arch bridge made of unknown materials, no more than half a meter wide, from the flame gate when it came, extending to the ground under his feet. And under the boundary bridge, there is a deep and dark space, and at a glance, there is no end in sight, and there is no end to it, and I don't know where the bottom of the abyss leads.

Zhou Yu looked at the place where the thick fog dissipated, his brows furrowed slightly, and he seemed to have some doubts in his heart, and then quickly turned around, looked at the scenery behind him, and said: "It's really a good view, if you don't know that this is Changyang Mountain, one of the eight forbidden places, the kid really wants to have a good tour, on the top of the mountain, next to the flying spring, play a song of mountains and flowing water, and feel the heart and feelings of the ancient sages." ”

"Don't worry, you'll have this opportunity." Mu Shan patted Zhou Yu's shoulder, looked at the mountains that meander up in front of him, as if connecting the sky, and exclaimed: "I thought that the peaks in the south were famous for their beauty and beauty, and they were not as majestic as the northern mountains. ”

The mountains zigzag on both sides, shuttling through the clouds in the distance. From a distance, it looks like a huge fire dragon soaring into the sky, swallowing clouds and spitting mist, swimming between heaven and earth.

"That's what it is...... Changyang Mountain? ”

"Hehe, the road is still long, Changyang Mountain is not something that you can reach casually. If we don't find a way to cross this mountain, we'll have to go home. ”

Mu Shan looked at Zhou Yu, who was confident, and asked, "Do you know where it came from?" ”

"Brother Mu is too much of a boy, and I'm not a jack of all trades, so how can I know everything. The reason why I say this is just speculation based on common sense. It's time to hit the road, and maybe there's something unexpected ahead. ”

Mu Shan is opening the way in front, and the mountains that seem to be close in front of him are not ordinary far.

I finally walked to the foot of the mountain, but I saw two not very pleasant figures: "You ......"

I didn't even fall off the boundary bridge, my life is really big!

Mu Shan stared viciously at the evil spirits in Yan Baifeng's hand, thinking of the Xuanyuan Divine Sword stationed in the magic circle outside, and couldn't help but feel a wave of fanaticism and impatience in his heart.

Zhou Yu looked at the two of them with a smile and said, "Sect Master Yan, Elder Yan, why are the two of you holding back?" I don't know where Lu Gong is? ”

Yan Baihu said with a pale face: "Gongzi Zhou, we haven't seen Lu Gong's figure since we entered here, and we must have fallen from that bridge in the fog." ”

"I see!" Zhou Yujian raised his eyebrows, and suddenly realized: "The two of you left from that bridge, did the dense fog behind you disperse?" ”

"No, I didn't. Zhou Gongzi asked what this is for? ”

"What a cunning Lu Gong!"

Zhou Yu slowly elaborated: "That boundary bridge, when there are people on it, there will be a thick fog to obscure the view, and when there is no one above it, the thick fog will dissipate on its own. As the hall master of the Fire Cloud Palace, Lu Gong had been here before, so he must be very clear about this. The four of us had already crossed the bridge, but the thick fog had not dispersed, presumably at that time, Lu Gong should still be on the bridge, until we all arrived here, he left calmly. ”

Mu Shan twisted his eyebrows and said categorically: "This is impossible, that bridge is less than half a meter wide, if he is on it, he will definitely collide with us, and it is impossible to hide it from us." ”

Zhou Yu said lightly: "Naturally, it can't be done on it, what if it's under the bridge?" ”

Yan Baifeng's eyes narrowed, and in a hoarse voice, he said in surprise and anger: "Is Zhou Gongzi saying that Lu Gong did not hesitate to take risks, holding the bridge with his hands and feet, and waited until we all passed, and then he turned over from under the bridge and left calmly?" ”

"Damn, that would have allowed him to run. If we didn't have him to lead the way, I'm afraid we wouldn't be able to cross this mountain. Yan Baihu thought that Lu Gong slipped away under his nose, and thought that the treasure was in front of him, but he didn't have the key to open it, and said in shame: "I'll go and catch him back!" ”

"Elder Yan, it's too late. Lu Gong knew the terrain of the Fire Cloud Hall better than anyone else, and it was easy to find a place to hide first. ”

Zhou Yu stopped loudly: "And Changyang Mountain is only open once every ten years, and each time it is only two days, we don't have so much time to waste." At the moment, the only way to take one step is one step. ”

Yan Baifeng's fingers like chicken claws pointed weakly at the mountain in front of him, and said, "So, may I ask Zhou Gongzi, how to take this first step." ”

Mu Shan looked in the direction of Yan Baifeng's finger, and saw that the mountain peaks were towering and towering, straight into the clouds. The mountain road is wide and rigorous, as if someone has carved it out with a great magical power, and countless stairs wind up, paving a road to the top of the clouds.

And what shocked Mu Shan was that there were layers of mysteries hidden in the stone steps, each step was about one zhang high, about one zhang wide, and about thirty zhang long. In the zhang unit, the 30 zhang long steps are divided into 30 small grids, each grid is engraved with a pattern like a bird and a fish, with the transfer of time, those patterns are also changing all the time, complicated and abnormal, dazzling to see.

On the stone steps, there are still maple trees like blood and fire, and the roots of the trees are intertwined with each other, penetrating into the gaps of the stone steps, and buried deep in the ground.

The maple leaves are swaying, in the sunset, in the mountain breeze, as if they are gently telling something.