Xu Changan stared at the stone bridge and swallowed fiercely, as if he was thinking about how to cross the bridge.

Jiang Ming laughed on the side: "Aren't you going to try?"

The young man suddenly felt a little bitterness at the corner of his mouth, and he clenched the black sword with both hands and swaggered up.

If you can't fly, you can't climb, so you can only walk.

When he first stepped on the stone bridge, he didn't forget to look down at the gray footprints again, and even turned around to compare it with one of his own feet.

The two footprints are almost the same, of course, this does not mean that the footprints were left by Xu Changan, but it means that the person who stepped on the footprints should have been about the same size as Xu Changan.

What is incomprehensible is that this bridge seems to have a special magic, which cannot leave the footprints of other people, no matter how dirty the feet are, they cannot step on it in the slightest.

The only thing that can stay on the night bridge is the night, and everything else is white.

This makes people wonder how that little footprint was left all the way.

Walking forward, the footprint began to fade step by step.

As Fang Chang said, if that young man likes to walk backwards, it is relatively normal.

As the two of them thought, Xu Changan didn't believe that anyone would be so boring, so he was still entangled.

But now is clearly not the time to look into this.

Lin Ying still hadn't gotten out of that state, so Xu Changan didn't dare to relax his vigilance a little.

Everyone else also stepped forward, and although the stone bridge was not long, it was wide enough, and there was no problem for a dozen people to cross the bridge together.

One by one, it doesn't seem crowded, but rather open.

Only Jiang Ming stayed where he was, looking at everyone motionlessly.

Yang Hejiu opened his mouth and said, "Why don't you go?"

Jiang Ming smiled bitterly and shook her head, "What this bridge needs to do should be a choice." ”

"Why don't you choose?" Yang Hejiu wondered.

"I don't think I'm qualified to make a choice. ”

"Why?"

Jiang Ming lowered her head and said softly: "My path has been chosen, and it will only add to the trouble if I choose again." ”

Yang Hejiu shook his head slightly, "The teacher told me that you can choose your own path." ”

The dean told Yang Hejiu that he could choose his own path, but he told him not to set foot on this stone bridge from the beginning.

Although Jiang Ming was puzzled, she didn't come to ask the reason, but just turned around and asked, "Mr. wants me to choose?"

"If you want to choose, you can choose, don't care about anything else. ”

Jiang Ming nodded slightly, but still didn't take that step forward.

As she said, the road has been chosen, and no matter how she chooses, it is just useless.

If it's really just useless, it's better to say that you have chosen a good path, but you are arranged by others to take another path, then it is better not to make a choice yourself in the first place.

So she wasn't going to cross the bridge.

In front of the bridge, the news that Wangshulou was going to hold an entrance test came to the ears of the world, and the purpose of the entrance test, which everyone had been speculating about in the past few months, seemed to have become clear.

Wangshulou doesn't seem to be targeting these students, because many people can't cross the bridge, and if it is, everyone should be allowed to go.

In this way, it seems that the entrance test may just be the entrance test.

Only when you step on the stone bridge do you know what is on the bridge, and no matter how you guess on the shore, you can know this better than when you actually step on it.

Therefore, more people, whether out of curiosity or wanting to take a closer look at Wangshu Tower, have stepped up.

Everything that happened on the bridge originated from the talisman under the bridge, an extremely powerful formation, but now it seems to have been temporarily repurposed.

Since it is aimed at the heart, then there will be nothing outside the mind on this bridge, it is indeed a real experience.

Xu Changan's hands that clenched the black sword slowly loosened, because nothing terrifying and abnormal appeared in his eyes.

The stone bridge at your feet has disappeared, and only two roads remain.

On the endless ground, two completely different paths.

Xu Changan looked up at the sun above his head to confirm that time was not reversed here, and it shouldn't have been long since he stepped on this stone bridge.

Then I looked at the picture closely.

His movement on the bridge had completely stopped.

The heart needs to think, and the footsteps cannot be easily moved, and reckless action will disrupt one's choices.

In fact, the picture in my eyes is not a trick, and it is not clear whether it is true or false.

Everything that happens is in the heart, invisible to others, and in absolute privacy.

It's more like Yang Hejiu came to the mountain when he taught himself to vipassana, or walked on the grass by himself on the seaside.

But this time there are no mountains, only roads.

A broad light will be flat when you step on it, and an overgrown weed will still have difficulties and dangers.

Yangguan and narrow road.

Xu Chang'an has experienced these two roads in the past, which further confirms that the picture on this bridge is born from the heart and is not a fantasy fabricated out of thin air.

Xu Changan stood in front of the two roads and scratched his head, looked down and found that the black sword in his hand was still there, but he couldn't see Lin Ying, Jiang Ming and Yang Hejiu when he looked around, which made him even more confused whether this picture was real or fake.

Yangguan and Narrow Road, the choice that appeared in front of Xu Changan didn't seem to be difficult.

Because the contrast between the two paths is so strong, fools know how to choose.

As long as it is not the kind of person who belongs to masochism, I am afraid that they will choose Yangguan Avenue in Pingchuan.

But it is precisely because the contrast is so strong that these two paths become more difficult to choose.

Just as when the escape route was chosen in Solo Lane, after Xu Changan chose the route, everyone felt that it was the safest choice, but in the end, it became the most dangerous road.

In this way, the contrast between the two roads may only be superficial, and no one knows what will happen if you set foot on it.

In front of Lin Ying, it is different from Xu Changan's.

There were still two roads, one was unusually warm and seemed to be soft around the fingers, and the other was cold and deserted, accompanied by the neighing of war horses.

A martial arts, a tender road.

Lin Ying stood in the distance and frowned slightly, her two paths seemed to be much easier to choose than Xu Chang'an.

You don't need to calculate which one might be a trap or anything like that, just follow your own heart and make a choice.

But she is still hesitating, hesitation is not in line with her character, but this is the world to which she belongs.

The source of character on the surface does not come from one's own heart, which is different from person to person, because people are good at disguise.

The two paths don't seem to belong to the same world.

The cold wind was cold, and there was no grass.

There was a bare and strong tree in front of the vision, but there was only that one.

A weather-beaten young fawn limped to the tree, licked the wound on its leg, and looked up at the tree, where it had no long neck, could not reach the tall leaves, and there were no leaves on the tree for it to eat.

The fawn began to walk towards the end of the road, and his figure was depressed.

You can also see corpses strewn all over the road, which is not attractive at all.

The whole road is playing loneliness.

The other is full of the smell of fireworks in the world.

It's just the beginning of February, but the road is full of flowers, and the scenery along the way is excellent.

On the side of the road, you can see some well-built houses, sitting side by side, and wisps of green smoke are rising from time to time in the houses.

At the back of the house, a little kitten who wanted to steal food approached quietly.

The other one finally found his child in a hurry, and seemed to see the sticks placed in front of the house, gently biting the cat's neck, and leaving in his mouth.

A young couple in the house came out to eat with a prepared meal, smiling brightly at the scene that happened.

What happens on this road is all kinds of love.

Lin Ying's hand that clenched the spear had gradually relaxed, and the corners of his mouth laughed self-deprecatingly and said, "Wangshulou, it's really painstaking. ”

She didn't hesitate for long, re-grasped the spear, raised her steps and walked towards the martial path.

As he walked by, he glanced back at the other way.

Xu Changan had already sat down cross-legged, and the black sword was placed horizontally on his lap.

Although he didn't know what kind of sect Wangshulou was, he also knew that the building was not simple through the conversations with his companions along the way.

It's not simple, and Lou shouldn't give himself a simple question that a fool would choose.

Thinking of that Solo Alley, he guessed in his heart a lot of traps deliberately laid in ambush on that Yangguan Avenue.

He thinks that the seemingly bright appearance should be just a cover-up, maybe he is deliberately luring himself to embark on that path.

Unlike Lin Ying, Lin Ying has already seen the mystery of this bridge, so he said that sentence.

But Xu Chang'an has just experienced a big loss that was confused by appearances, so now all he thinks about is that the road looks so good, and it should be deliberately disguised to lure me into the bait.

The other one seems to be quite difficult to follow, so no one should choose it, right? Then no one will waste time in laying traps on this road.

But if you choose a narrow path, isn't it even better to be a fool?

Xu Changan thus fell into a state of war between heaven and man.

But he didn't seem to react, he wasn't even the top powerhouse that even Wangshulou needed to deal with every effort, he hadn't opened the mountain yet...

After a moment of swaying between the two roads, the young man jumped up and took the first step towards the Yangguan Avenue, but not completely.

Instead, he lifted one foot and probed forward, stepping lightly on the flat ground, realizing that nothing else had happened.

Hey, it's kind of like a disguise!

Reluctant that the child couldn't trap the wolf, with such an idea, Xu Changan stepped on both feet.

On the road in front of the night bridge, Lin Ying chose martial arts, and Xu Changan chose Yangguan.

On the other side of the bridge, the other two teenagers had already crossed the bridge and waited for more than half a month.

Speaking of which, the two cultivation geniuses of the younger generation never expected that it would not be a good thing to come early.

In the face of such a building, people don't care where you come from, who your students are, and how many days you've been hungry here.

People just have to hold the entrance test at the point.

The food had already been eaten, and the two of them looked at the snow on the ground and couldn't fill their stomachs, and the young man in a Taoist robe swallowed his saliva and asked weakly, "In front of that bridge, what did you choose?"

A young man who looked like a scholar sat cross-legged on the ground, rubbed the snow and put it in his mouth to slowly melt, and said softly: "Shou, fools will want to break it, what about you?"

"Wisdom, a fool will choose the foolish road. ”

The two looked at each other and smiled.

PS: The first volume would have been perfect if it had ended with this chapter.