Ling Haochu's gaze slowly withdrew from the sky, and for the last time, he looked at the gate of the primeval divine realm composed of nine pillars in the vast sea between the ancient clan and the holy clan.

It's just that even with his cultivation now standing on the second bridge to the sky, looking at the primeval god realm, he still can't see it clearly, as if the existence of this primeval god realm far exceeds the ability of Ling Haochu now.

Staring at the vast sea that was rolling like a storm, for a long time, Ling Haochu closed his eyes, and the moment his eyes closed, his gaze disappeared on the Barbarian God Continent.

When he opened his eyes again, he was still standing on this unknown strange space, the huge second bridge that stepped on the sky, but when he looked down, Ling Haochu saw that although he was still standing on this bridge, it was not the head of the bridge, but the end of the bridge.

It seems that everything before happened in the moment when he took those few steps and walked across this bridge, and if the dream was not real, he couldn't tell the difference.

Looking at this bridge stepping on the sky, looking at the third and fourth ...... in the distance, "until the ninth bridge, and behind the ninth bridge, the vague and illusory scenery, not clear, very far away, looking at it, even the heart feels distant, as if this bridge, representing a peak that cannot be climbed, people under the peak, can't help but have the idea of stopping.

As soon as this thought grew, it was infinitely amplified, until it permeated Ling Haochu's whole body, as if a voice was whispering softly in his heart, telling him to turn around, get out of here, don't go any further, don't walk towards the remaining seven bridges.

Ling Haochu stood at the end of this second bridge, and he only needed to lift one step to step down this bridge and step across the second bridge completely, but this last step, he never seemed to be able to lift it.

Time passed slowly, as if a long, long time had passed, Ling Haochu was still standing there, looking ahead, his expression was calm, but he sighed lightly, raised his right foot and took a step down, walked out of the second bridge, and walked through the second bridge!!

"Is it asking yourself...... "If the heart of the Tao is not strong, if there is no intention to go against the sky, if there is no attachment that needs to be guarded with life, perhaps, in this step, you should retreat." Ling Haochu muttered, walking towards the third bridge in the distance, step by step.

The third bridge is very far away and very close, but Ling Haochu walked for three days, but he still didn't go under the bridge, he walked for another three days, still like this, three days again, looking into the distance, the third bridge is still very far away, and very close.

It wasn't until the ninth day later that Ling Haochu stopped walking, he stood in place, silent for a moment, raised his head violently, his eyes showed a strange light, and slowly closed his eyes.

He didn't use his naked eyes to see, he didn't use his divine sense to sense, but he blocked his divine consciousness in this closed eye, and he didn't look at the location of the third bridge, and he didn't look at the direction where the third bridge was, but raised his steps out of thin air and walked at will.

Step by step, step by step, the moment he stepped up to the ninth step, he suddenly heard the soft chirping of birds around him, and the soft light through his eyelids, as if reflected in his glare.

Between his noses, he smelled the aroma of the earth after the rain, and the familiar sensations and smells that were familiar to him, the smell of sawdust, and the spicy smell of tobacco.

His steps paused.

"Tiezhu, how are you reading?"

"Tiezhu, you have to study hard, next year is the county exam, whether you have any future or not, but it all depends on this time, don't be like me, stay in the village for the rest of your life, alas. ”

"Okay, you talk every day, if you want me to say, our iron pillar will definitely be able to pass the exam. ”

It was the voice of his father, this voice, thousands of years away, echoed at this moment, so real, as if with Ling Haochu, back to the quiet mountain village thousands of years ago.

Ling Haochu stood there quietly, listening to his father's voice, tears flowed unconsciously from the corners of his eyes, there was a voice in his heart, and the voice kept murmuring, making him open his eyes, but look at his father.

But at the same time, Ling Haochu's heart also had a clear understanding, if he opened his eyes at this moment, then he would stop in this third bridge of stepping on the sky.

The first bridge melts the rules of heaven and earth into the divine consciousness, and the second bridge feels the eye of stepping on the sky, but you need to ask yourself if your heart is strong...... "Ling Haochu didn't understand the use of asking himself before, why there was such hesitation at the end of the second bridge, but now, he understands."

This third bridge may be the demon of the heart, if the heart is strong, go all the way, let his life flash like a picture, and his mind will not move at all, then he will be able to cross this third bridge.

But once he opens his eyes, he needs to directly face the demons in his heart and face his life, so that the certainty of crossing this third bridge will be infinitely reduced.

The voice of his father and mother in his ears was still there, and there were more tears in the corners of Ling Haochu's eyes, but he did not hesitate at the moment, opened his eyes, and the moment his eyes opened, he saw a familiar house, a familiar yard, and a familiar table with food.

He saw his father, who was holding a cigarette gun and knocking it on the ground a few times, and his face was full of wrinkles, and he saw the softness of family affection under his stern gaze.

He saw his mother, carrying the freshly heated meal, walking out of the house, there were some white hairs in her hair, not much, hidden by black hair, but Ling Haochu still saw it.

Mother may not be beautiful to outsiders, but in Ling Haochu's heart, mother is the most beautiful and the eternal shelter in his heart.

Looking at his father and mother, looking at the familiar scenes, although Ling Haochu had tears, he had a smile on his face. He looked at all this in front of him, and after he opened his eyes, it slowly dissipated until it turned into nothingness, and he knew that it was fake, but he also wanted to take a look.

When this scene became shattered, Ling Haochu was still standing under the second bridge, far away from the third bridge, far away......"

His father and mother are not monks, just mortals, unable to be resurrected, reincarnated, and the best belonging of a mortal. But even if it is reincarnated, the memory that belongs to Ling Haochu is eternal, and he will not erase it, because it is more important than his life.

"Perhaps, if the smoke appears, I don't know if I will continue to open my eyes after I know if it is fake......"

But the appearance of my father and mother, I know that it is fake, and I will still open my eyes. Ling Haochu muttered. "Who will decide, in the face of past memories, in the face of the illusory, demon-like existence, must close your eyes, ignore it, and maintain a firm Dao heart, not affected by the demons.

Who will stipulate that you must strengthen your Dao mind in order to pass this third ......?"

Who is sure that this is the only way to cross this bridge......" Ling Haochu's eyes flashed. "Family affection, love quietly, friendship, is the most precious existence in my life Ling Haochu, why should I close my eyes, I want to open my eyes, but look at everything, to open the Dao heart, to accommodate everything!" Ling Haochu took a deep breath and walked forward again.

Along the way, Ling Haochu didn't control his emotions, he cried, laughed, hurt, and grieved......"

Step by step, he himself didn't know how long he walked, he didn't know when he walked on the third bridge, and finally everything in front of him disappeared, after all the smoke disappeared, he stood at the end of the third bridge, standing there, he sighed lightly, looked back behind him, for a long time, turned around and stepped down, and walked down the third bridge.

The distant place is where the fourth bridge is, and if you look at it, in that farther place, the illusion behind the ninth bridge has a faint clarity, but Ling Haochu still can't see through it, he can only see it slightly, it seems that the figure in the illusion is two people.

With the whirlwind of a memory, with the memories of crying, laughing, and sorrowful, Ling Haochu walked forward, and a few days later, in front of his eyes was the fourth bridge that stepped on the sky.

This bridge, even bigger than before, looks like a behemoth, exists in this strange space, and a coercion faintly emanates and envelops the surroundings.

Ling Haochu looked at the bridge, and after a moment of silence, he raised his footsteps, but the moment his footsteps fell, his right foot directly penetrated the bridge and missed in one step.

At the same time, the fourth bridge that stepped on the sky suddenly shook in front of Ling Haochu, turned into a little crystal light, and disappeared at the same time, all rolled towards Ling Haochu, swirling into a whirlpool outside his body, forming a great force of absorption and withdrawal, swallowing Ling Haochu's figure and disappearing here.

At the moment when Ling Haochu was devoured, in the land of the ancient tribe of the Barbarian God Continent, Luo Zhu County among the twelve counties in the First Ancient Vein Region, and in the secret room of the Jidu Palace, Ling Haochu, who was meditating on his knees, opened his eyes violently.

His eyes showed confusion, and it didn't go away for a long time, and on his body, the killing real body had completely fused, and it was inseparable from each other, and there was no overlapping phantom in the slightest.

Behind him, there was a cloud of light floating in the Void Origin, and in front of him, the soul of the Holy Emperor was wrapped and refined by the fire of his soul, and the secret room was quiet.

Only Ling Haochu's slightly rapid breathing sounded slowly whirling.

"Treading the Heavenly Road, the Empty Extinction Dao, the Immortal Soul, and the ...... of all living beings" Stepping on the Nine Bridges of the Sky, I have only walked through the three bridges, and at the fourth bridge, I stopped at ......" Ling Haochu took a deep breath, looked up, and the confusion in his eyes gradually dissipated and was replaced by firmness.