Walking at the normal walking speed of the human race, without more than half a day, you can't go around the abyss at all.

After touching the cliff and walking for a while, Si Mingqin really silently recited a spell to calm his mind and suppress the fear in his heart, so he no longer worried about it, and glanced at Mu Liu.

Mu Liu smiled knowingly, threw the cold jade curling stone in his hand to Si Mingqin Zhen, and his small body bent down like a full bow, and quickly accumulated brute strength and gathered it in the next plate.

After three breaths, I only heard the sound of "bang", and it shot out like a sharp arrow off the string, and it was a hundred zhang away in the blink of an eye.

The explosive power of this moment is really amazing, Si Mingqin can only keep up with his divine sense, "watching" Mu Liu ignoring the narrowness of the cliff plank road, living like a wolf running to the moon on the grassland, galloping all the way, and can't help but be speechless.

A few days ago, chasing and competing in the Wounded Qi Forest, Si Mingqin really had a rough idea of Mu Liu's ability. Unexpectedly, only one night later, Mu Liu made another amazing move.

Si Mingqin really stood stunned for a while, thoughtful, and secretly said in his heart: "Mu Liu is so close to the environment here, his eccentricity is inseparable from this ghost place, I hope this adventure is not for nothing." ”

At this time, Mu Liu was gone, but Si Mingqin Zhen walked forward unhurriedly, holding the cold jade curling stone in his left hand and the green skin gourd in his right hand, calm and calm, extremely chic in his movements, and detached like a fairy on the outside.

Seven steps in front of him, the light and shadow in mid-air distorted, brilliant and dreamlike.

Then, Si Mingqin really took a few steps forward and disappeared into the illusory light and shadow in front of him.

...... Two breaths later, Si Mingqin really appeared in the same place again.

However, I don't know what happened, and it turned out to be very embarrassing.

Si Mingqin Zhen was disheveled, his left eyebrows were missing, the clothes on his body also had burn marks, and there was only one boot left under his feet.

Si Mingqin's face was dark, and he was really angry, and scolded at the abyss: "Pretending to be a ghost, you old immortals are all scoundrels and perverts! You all listen to me, one day, I will break this ban, and there is a phantom array!"

The abyss prohibition is very domineering, and Si Mingqin's real Void Shadow Technique is blocked in front of it, and he can't go to the next level, and he almost takes his life.

Si Mingqin was really angry because of this, and he was angry with the ancients who laid down the ban.

But what exactly happened between those two breaths is unknown.

Fortunately, Si Mingqin is really knowledgeable and versatile, if those mages who only specialize in a certain field or a certain spell encounter this kind of thing, I am afraid that they can only walk over the cliff step by step.

Si Mingqin really suppressed the fire in his heart, the light under his feet was bright, and the wind was behind him, and then he raised his feet and flew up, his figure was in a trance and could not be captured, leaving only the remnants of the road, and went forward along the plank road.

After about a stick of incense, Mu Liu suddenly stopped and stood on the plank road.

Si Mingqin really followed closely and fell to the ground.

A bleak cloud of mist came into view, tumbling in the abyssal void overhead, lightning and thunder. Although the sky was dark, a city could be faintly seen hanging upside down in the clouds.

Out of the high mage's keen perspective of insight into the heavenly machine, Si Mingqin really sensed that an irresistible force was forcibly pulling and twisting the surrounding world, and some indescribable changes occurred in the plank path under his feet.

"Time and space are reversed, and yin and yang are reversed. ”

Si Mingqin Zhen silently recited a sentence, he knew very well that he had passed the preliminary examination and obtained the qualification to approach the legendary underground kingdom. Otherwise, he will be despised by the abyss, and walk down the plank road endlessly until he dies. Thinking that the mysterious ghost market was about to appear in front of him, Si Mingqin was really a little excited, just like when he first arrived in Xining yesterday evening.

After that, Mu Liu and Si Mingqin Zhen took a step forward and continued to move forward, each using their magical powers to chase after me and compete in speed. The same direction of progress, but unconsciously turned into a downward direction.

After another incense stick, the clouds were still there, but the city was no longer hanging upside down.

Twelve tall black boundary monuments appeared at the end of the plank road, suspended in the void, lined up in turn, opposite to each other in two rows, and the upper and lower clouds were thickened with mist, and the base and the top could not be seen. Behind the boundary monument is a dilapidated arch bridge, and the crimson lights and shadows at the head of the bridge are swaying, and they will not be extinguished despite the wind and rain. On the other side of the bridge was a majestic and terrifying black castle tower, which could only be vaguely discerned from the corners because of the distance, and its full view could not be seen.

From the castle tower with the gate closed, to the position where Mu Liu and Si Mingqin Zhen were standing, the sky above them was shrouded in a bleak cloud and mist, and the wind and rain were endless, and the figure of the resentful spirit could be vaguely seen shuttling through the clouds. Looking down at the abyss under your feet, it is a different scene, the clouds are rolling under the blue sky, and a line of white cranes are flying high in the wind, which looks very peaceful and beautiful, which is desirable.

In front of Mu Liu and Si Mingqin's real body, between the two rows of black boundary monuments, between the plank road and the remnant bridge, there is only a void interface like a lake that ripples with the wind, cutting light and darkness and maintaining a delicate balance.

Here, it is the entrance to the ghost market - the Ghost Gate.

Si Mingqin really stood there and looked at it for a while, not out of fear and timidity and did not dare to step forward.

Muliu is a frequent visitor to the ghost market, and he has long been accustomed to everything here, and there is no road ahead, so he still does not hesitate to step on it. This foot stepped in the void, and it didn't seem to be in vain, and the void under his feet rippled in a circle.

The resentful spirits hovering in the mist at the top of the boundary monument whispered, and two of them leaned down, carrying the wind and rain, and walked around the wood several times with expressionless faces, as if it were routine checks.

Mu Liu turned a blind eye, striding forward in the bleak wind and bitter wind, exuding a transcendent fearlessness on his body, as if he had gone to another world in an instant, and as if he had reached a height that made all beings look up. Before long, a colorful light suddenly burst out of his body, rushed into the clouds, and turned into three huge phantoms, like gods, standing in the sky and the earth, and looking at all things!

These three phantoms dissipated into the clouds and mist in an instant, like a flash in the pan, even if Si Mingqin really didn't notice it, but the resentful spirits around him were so frightened that they retreated.

At this time, Si Mingqin was really sitting on the ground with his eyes closed, and he was comprehending the trajectory of this illusory world where yin and yang complement each other and virtual and real coexist, tracing the origin of the formation that shaped this abyss world. He was born into a family of Dharma, and since he was a child, he has dealt with all kinds of mysterious magical spells, and his attainments are extraordinary, although he is not unparalleled in the world, but he is also one of the best, and no one among his peers can match. But after seeing the miracles left by the ancestors here, I couldn't help but feel a sense of frustration.

"The Dharma is broad and profound, and the kid is only shallow in learning, and it is really an unforgivable sin to disgrace the ancestors by speaking out before. ”

Si Mingqin really didn't speak, but his voice echoed among the twelve black boundary monuments, ethereal and boundless, as if coming from the sky. He put down his body, put away his pride and arrogance, and admitted defeat and confession, which was really unexpected. But just now, his tone changed sharply, and he was arrogant in heaven and on earth.

"However, our company will do what it says, and one day it will come to the black market again, hehe, if the old guys have a spirit in the sky, they must open their eyes and look carefully. ”

At this time, Mu Liu had already walked nearly a thousand steps, and went to the third pair of boundary pillars.

Si Mingqin floated up flatly, a smile rose at the corner of his mouth, and then he raised his foot and took a step, but when he landed, he had already reached the bridge, and he had crossed the twelve giant monuments unconsciously.

Thousands of mountains and rivers, all in one step.

Si Mingqin Zhen slowly opened his eyes, his clear eyes were full of lake light and water, and the brilliance flowed.

Sitting in front of the ghost gate, he felt the subtlety of the ancient sages, and Si Mingqin really got the opportunity to successfully combine the shrinking of the ground into inches and the shadow of the void.

At the same time, the bottleneck that has plagued him for many years has also been broken, and the Tao has improved a lot.

The eleven-year-old four-ring high-ranking mage has no ancients before and no one after him.

Perhaps thousands of years later, Si Mingqin can really confirm the legend and lead the mage to the peak and return to the altar.

When no one is around, Si Mingqin really looks very solemn, which is completely different from the usual laughter and scolding, and the powerful momentum that naturally exudes makes people dare not look at it directly.

He turned and stood still, the boot he had lost earlier returned to his feet, his white coat spotless, and his left eyebrow grew back.

After a while, Mu Liu, who rushed to the bridge, glanced at Si Mingqinzhen, and a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, which was exactly what Si Mingqin really looked at.

So, Si Mingqin really smiled and asked, "What, do you see it?"

Mu Liu didn't think about it, and responded: "You have become stronger." ”

"You can feel this little change, your vision is really sharper than my old man. ”

While the two were talking, a black mist flowed out of the crimson lantern on the left, and fell to the ground and turned into a tall black figure, faceless, unable to see feet, and a long and pale right hand carrying an old oil lamp, perhaps the lamp oil was nearly exhausted, and the lamp was very faint, and it was about to go out.

This thing is the lamp spirit that leads the way in the ghost market, it is bent back, bent down and "faces" Mu Liu and Si Mingqin Zhen, who are also taller than the two of them combined.

Mu Liu tilted his head, the appearance of the lamp spirit was obviously not his expectation, and he turned his head to look at Si Mingqin Zhen.

The lamp spirit spread out his other hand and stretched out in front of Si Mingqin Zhen, as if he was begging for something.

Si Mingqin was really confused, and turned to look at Mu Liu, expecting his explanation.

Mu Liu asked for the green skin gourd from Si Mingqinzhen's hand, pulled out the cork, and saw the red light overflowing, and there was fine dust floating out of the gourd's mouth, and it swelled into three fish scales in the wind. Mu Liu reached out and grabbed it, and then placed it in the palm of the lamp spirit's left hand.

Seeing that the fish scales were submerged in the palm of his hand, the oil lamp held by the lamp spirit in his right hand was lit up, and the lamp was as red as blood. After that, the figure twisted, bent its back, and walked forward slowly.

Si Mingqin really suddenly realized, smiled, and crossed the bridge step by step with Mu Liu, who followed behind the lamp spirit.

When he reached the bottom of the tower, where the gate was closed, the lantern spirit stopped, straightened his waist, and became extremely tall, three feet tall. It stretched out its hand and knocked on the brass ring on the city gate, and the sound was like a grand bell, and the whole abyss reverberated with it.

Twelve black boundary monuments disappeared one after another.

The remnant bridge was also engulfed in darkness.

After three sounds, the gates of the city opened silently.

The illusion is changing, only the lamp spirit is still there, carrying the lamp, bending his back, leading Mu Liu and Si Mingqin Zhen into an ancient city.

The gates slowly closed behind them.

The world of black lights and blind fire is silent.