Chapter 34: The White Mist

Hearing Cheng Xingyun's words, Yuan Yue was a little shy, and there was a hint of hesitation, but she still nodded, and then grabbed Cheng Xingyun's left arm. Cheng Xingyun was also a little weird in his heart, and hurriedly walked towards the fog.

The mist is slightly moist, but there is no smell. When I just walked in, I could still see a faint figure beside me, and the white fog gradually thickened two steps forward, and I couldn't see a trace of my body beside me, and even the body under my chest was hidden in the fog, and only the slight footsteps were heard.

Cheng Xingyun immediately stood up, only to hear a soft sigh, as if far away, Cheng Xingyun's face changed greatly and hurriedly said loudly: "Yue'er, where are you?" ”

At this time, his arm was slightly shaken twice, and only a soft voice could be heard: "Brother Xingyun, I'm by your side, what's wrong with you?" I can not see you. ”

Cheng Xingyun finally breathed a sigh of relief, but it was still a little strange: "Yue'er, why are you talking so quietly?" You speak louder. ”

At this time, the arm was shaken again, and Yue'er's thin voice came again: "Brother Xingyun, I've been talking loudly all the time, can't you hear me?" I listen to your voice very little. ”

Hearing this, Cheng Xingyun's face changed again, but he also understood: "Yue'er, this fog can not only isolate vision, but also block sound. You take out the defenses, let's slowly move forward, and remember not to let go of my arm. After finishing speaking, he took out the Qingling Xuanyuan Sword and slowly leaned forward, the sword was not out of the sheath, but he was not afraid of hurting others.

Yue'er next to her also took out the pale pink umbrella again, holding the handle of the umbrella and stretching it out diagonally forward, but neither of them could see each other, so Yue'er could only shake her arm to say hello, and then the two continued to move forward slowly.

There seemed to be nothing in front of them, and it was flat under their feet, but Cheng Xingyun clearly remembered that they were walking towards the top of the mountain. Despite the doubts in their hearts, the two of them did not stop, but the pace of progress was too slow to walk through this thick fog.

The two of them didn't know how long they had been advancing, and they didn't know how far they had advanced, so they could only rely on their feelings to move forward, and they were slightly panicked in their hearts. At this time, the fog seemed to be thicker, fortunately the two had each other's company, otherwise they could only see a thick white fog here, and the sound was subtle, so they could only slowly grope with their feelings, and neither of them knew if they had the courage to continue to move forward.

After walking for a while, Cheng Xingyun suddenly felt that the ground under his feet seemed to have a slight downward trend, and he was surprised in his heart: Could it be that we walked back? Walked back down the mountain?

Hurriedly stopped Yue'er, and after a little discussion, the two decided that whether it was going down the mountain or for other reasons, they would go down and have a look first. continued to descend slowly, but fortunately, the slope was not high, and the two of them were cautious, but they did not fall.

After walking for a while, I heard a faint sound of flowing in the distance ahead, could it be that there was water flowing here? Thinking so, the two walked more cautiously. Each time, I took a sword to find out that it was safe in front of me, and then slowly walked forward. After a few more moments, the sound of the water gradually increased, but it was still faint in the ears of the two of them.

The two of them knew that the mist had the effect of blocking the sound, and they knew in their hearts that the current must not be as far as the sound came from. So the two of them crouched down, the long sword in their hands stretched out to the ground in front of them, and their bodies moved slowly.

After moving for about twenty steps, suddenly the long sword in his hand sank downward, and then swung to the right by the impact of the force, Cheng Xingyun hurriedly put the sword back with a force in his hand, and there was a slight exclamation from Yue'er beside him.

The two of them knew that they had reached the water's edge, and the current seemed to be very strong, otherwise how could they impact the long sword? The two of them tried again, and sure enough, they continued to swing to the right under the impact of the force.

Cheng Xingyun and Yue'er frowned slightly, thinking in their hearts: Do you want to survive the water flow in the fog? It's easy to pass if it's just a stream of water, but how do you travel in the white mist? I don't know how wide and deep the water is. What's more, the water impulse is so great. The two of them thought about it and talked loudly about their thoughts, and finally decided to walk along the water flow for a while to see if there were any other paths, and it was impossible to enter the water without knowing it unless it was absolutely necessary.

Cheng Xingyun and Yuan Yue took the long sword and slowly probed towards the water, groping their way down, moving more than a dozen steps, and the long sword in their hands suddenly touched an object. The two of them first probed with their swords but there was no response, it seemed to be a dead thing, so Cheng Xingyun slowly touched it with his hand, and felt that it seemed to be a piece of wood lying in front of him. Continuing to explore along the wood, I found that the wood was lying across the water, and the wood seemed to be very hard, and I don't know what kind of material it was made of. It's just not too thick, it seems to be only twenty centimeters wide, and it can't be pushed under hard pushing, and it seems to be fixed.

Now both of them understood that this must be a single-plank bridge left inside the door, but it would take great courage to cross this single-plank bridge when the vision is isolated, the hearing is limited, and the water is so turbulent, after all, if you are not careful, you will fall into the water, and no one knows what is going on in the water.

In the end, Cheng Xingyun decided that he would try to cross the single-plank bridge first to see how far it was and whether it was dangerous. Cheng Xingyun took out a bundle of rope from the storage bag, tied it twice from his waist and fixed it, then gave the rope to Yuan Yue's hand, and said loudly: "Yue'er, you take the rope well, this rope has hundreds of meters, it must be enough." I'll go up to the single-plank bridge to find out what is going on, and if I pass, you tie the rope to your body and I'll pull you over. ”

Yuan Yue said worriedly: "Brother Xingyun, that's too dangerous, let's go together." ”

Cheng Xingyun continued solemnly: "Yue'er is obedient, and it is even more dangerous for the two of us to talk together. I'll go first, and if I accidentally fall into the water, you can hold me hard, and I'll come up along the rope. When I pass, I can hold you when you cross the single-plank bridge, so it's safest. ”

Yuan Yue also understood that this was the safest for the two of them, but she still felt worried about letting Cheng Xingyun take the risk alone. After thinking about it, it seemed that he could only do so, so he agreed loudly. So the two agreed that once Cheng Xingyun passed, they would pull the rope three times, and then Yuan Yue would come over again.

So Cheng Xingyun no longer hesitated, and slowly probed onto the single-plank bridge with a long sword. He took two deep breaths at the port of the single-plank bridge, adjusted his mentality, and slowly moved forward towards the position where the long sword was probed under his feet. There was still a white expanse in front of him, and there was a gentle sound of water flowing in his ears, at this time Cheng Xingyun had moved more than twenty steps, and he could feel bursts of water vapor under his feet, and his eyes and eyebrows had already appeared with droplets, and his hair had become slightly moist.

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At this time, a piece of Yuyu Qionglou is built on the mountain above several thousand meters, and the whole is scattered and distinct, and the brilliance is brilliant under the sunset.

At the front of the building, there is a tall mountain gate built of gray marble, with three silver and white characters of "Ten Thousand Swords Gate" written on it, and the handwriting strokes are like a sharp sword, as if there are countless sharp sword qi emanating out.

At this time, the mountain gate had been opened, and hundreds of disciples stood respectfully on both sides. In the middle, there were several old men who closed their eyes slightly and talked lightly: "It seems that there are already many people walking on the single-plank bridge, and this speed is not bad." ”

"That's good, I was also thinking about it at the water's edge for more than ten minutes before I decided to step on it."

"Well, relying not on sight and hearing, but only on feeling and courage, this can be regarded as a test of their talent, but unfortunately, there are still many people who can't discern the direction in the fog."

"You can't force it, but the fog-shrouded area is actually very short, and they will always try to get it in the right direction, it just takes a little more time."

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