On the more than 20-meter-long bridge deck, every inch I walked on, sweating, leaving an unforgettable pain.

The moment I climbed to the top of the bridge and rolled down, the severe pain subsided like a tide, as if I had been reborn.

But the muscles in his chest are still twitching.

After a few breaths, I hurriedly got up.

The Sansheng Stone appeared in front again, but there was no Sansheng Bridge behind it.

I was overjoyed and ran over.

But the next second I was stunned, and there were still only two words "Bai Shu" on it.

Could it be that Xiaocui is called Bai Shu?

Wrong.

Because I have a very strong feeling, there is another word at the end.

I opened my spiritual eyes to see that there was indeed another word behind the word "Shu", but it was covered by a unique force and could not be manifested.

I tried to wipe out that power, but my hand came closer, and an indescribable aura rushed towards me.

At that moment, I felt like I was facing an endless expanse of the sky. In front of it, everything in the world is like a drop in the ocean, and the heart is terrified, and it does not dare to make any progress.

I was helpless and sadly said: The three-life stone is unforgettable, the three-life is inseparable, and the three-life fortune is shared, but can't you see the light of day again?

I looked up and saw that it was dark and there was no way out.

For a while, I was a little panicked, clenched the token on my chest, and asked loudly in my heart: What can I do to allow you a bright life?

But Xiao Cui's divine consciousness left in it seemed to have only left me a few words from before.

Now, no matter how much I call, the token doesn't move.

In other words, the current situation is beyond her calculations.

So what am I going to do?

After a brief moment of panic, I tried to calm myself down and recalled everything I had heard and seen in my life.

But I'm just over fifteen years old!

Even if you are born well-read, how much knowledge can you store?

What's more, the Sansheng Stone is not a thing in the yang world, it is said that it is a strange stone standing at the head of the Nai He Bridge in the underworld, every passing undead will see their past and present lives on the Sansheng Stone, but they will willingly step on the Nai He Bridge and drink the Meng Po soup after the obsession in their hearts.

And love in the world has become the greatest obsession of all beings.

The so-called moving heaven and moving the earth, to explain it in Taoist terms, is to break the rules of heaven and earth.

Thinking of this, I looked at Sanshengshi again, thinking to myself, if I write my name, the power that Xiao Cui can borrow will be stronger?

Looking at the two words that were fading on it, I took a deep breath, spit it out slowly, and walked to the Sansheng Stone without hesitation.

After a few seconds of silence, I said in a low voice: "I would like to use bone as pen and blood as ink to write my name." ”

As soon as the words fell, I shoved the middle finger of my right hand into my mouth, yelled, and bit off the last inch of my middle finger.

The limbs were damaged, and the blood veins were revived as soon as possible, and they were so powerful that they were a little perverted.

Before I could feel the sharp pain of my severed finger, the bleeding stopped.

Seeing this, I hurriedly activated my Dao Qi and forcibly suppressed the bloodline.

At this time, the nerves of the body reacted, and the pain in my heart hit, my face instantly turned pale, and beads of sweat the size of beans continued to emerge from my forehead.

However, the ability of the bloodline was partially suppressed, and the blood flowed out again.

I didn't dare to delay, so I raised my hand and began to write my name on the Sansheng Stone with the broken bone stubble.

The pain on the Sansheng Bridge is still fresh in my memory, and the current pain is nothing compared to it.

But when the stubble scraped against the stone, the pain was still like a needle, piercing my brain from my fingertips, and my heart twitched.

"Whew, whew!"

I breathed heavily to relieve the pain.

The hand moved slowly and wrote his name on the Sansheng stone.

What's funnier is that while I was suffering severe pain, I was still glad in my heart, glad that my grandfather didn't have many strokes for the name I gave.

It's incredible to say it.

But I always had this thought in my heart, and I told myself repeatedly that I could finish it in a few strokes.

Relying on this somewhat ridiculous psychological suggestion, I forced myself to write my name on the Sansheng Stone with my own blood and bones.

Li yang!

Two simple words, even a little crooked.

But at this moment, Cheng Liang's blood light is flashing, an incomparable holy spirit.

Because it's a promise heavier than any oath.

As my name glowed, countless golden runes appeared on the ancient and mysterious Sansheng Stone.

With the appearance of the runes, the originally dim word "Bai Shu" gradually became clear.

The mysterious power of concealing the last word began to dissipate, and the words "Bai Shuyue" finally appeared on the Sansheng Stone.

This is Xiao Cui's first and last name.

When I saw these three words, I couldn't hold back anymore and cried.

I don't know what I'm crying about, but I just can't stop crying.

Li yang!

Bai Shuyue!

Two names, three lives and three lives.

Recorded by the most amazing stone in the world.

The two names flashed dozens of times before finally disappearing with the golden runes on them.

"Boom!

As soon as the name was hidden, there was a loud bang in the sky, and the dull black fog began to dissipate, and as the black fog dissipated, the evening glow shone into this dark place for the first time.

In a moment, the entire canyon was dyed orange-red.

Those coffins hidden in the gloom are exposed to heaven and earth, and their breath is undergoing an astonishing change.

The original yin and evil qi was purified and became peaceful.

The dark and evil creatures all over the ground began to wither, and in their place, countless spirit flowers and plants broke through the ground.

Within minutes, the originally lifeless canyon was filled with flowers.

Looking at the scene in front of me, I was shocked.

I speculated that the Bai family was all forsaken.

Now that the aura has changed like this, could it be said that my luck alone has sheltered them all, so that they can all walk in the sun?

There is also the coffin all over the ground, after the breath changes, why is it so similar to the breath of the Kunlun mirror?

No, it's purer than the breath of the Kunlun Mirror.

Bai Jia......

Is it the Gu Immortal Family?

I looked around, and the spiritual flowers and plants had occupied the entire canyon, and the aura was emanating, constantly nourishing the corpses in countless ancient coffins.

Those corpses seemed to have come back to life and become sleeping "immortals".

I can't help but exclaim, Xiaocui and Grandpa, what kind of game did they do with me?

I had too much confusion in my heart, but just as I was thinking about it, the voice from the depths of the Valley of the Corpses came to my head again, calling my name over and over again.

This time, I no longer forcibly suppressed the spirit, and calmly accepted the cry from him. Follow his voice as you go inside.

About four or five hundred meters, on a large piece of ruins, a huge copper coffin dozens of meters long and five or six meters high was like a sharp sword out of the sheath, standing lonely against the void.

Behind the coffin, there is an ancient stone pillar with a crimson chain wrapped around it, and the coffin is tied to it.

Through the gaps in the swirling chains, several large blood-red characters can be seen.