There was a white patch in front of him, Zhang Shaoyang lowered his head, and there was still a white patch under his feet, there was nothing, no beginning, no end, only the dead silence that scared him.

Since he can remember, Zhang Shaoyang has never seen such an empty place, like a netherworld, and like a starry sky, only the word vast can be described.

"Is there anyone?" Zhang Shaoyang shouted, in this place, the sound couldn't come far, it was engulfed in an instant, he waited for a long time, there was no response, not even the slightest sound.

"What's the matter!" Zhang Shaoyang was a little flustered, he walked a few steps forward, but he felt that his feet were soft, he looked down and almost scared half to death, and the soles of his feet turned into a dark green pool, his reflection swayed on the water, broken and reorganized like a ghost, he was so frightened that he hurriedly took a few steps back, and a series of ripples suddenly appeared in front of him, scattering his shadow, and when the ripples gradually drifted away, the shadows merged together again.

A cold breath rose from the depths of Zhang Shaoyang's heart, and he didn't dare to move under his feet, just stood there quietly, so the water surface returned to a deathly silence, leaving only a reflection with the same fear on his face.

"What kind of place is this, am I dead?" Zhang Shaoyang stared at himself in the water, the shadow seemed to have magical power, deep and ethereal, looked at it twice, Zhang Shaoyang only felt that his mind was pulled into his own shadow, he was terrified to the extreme, stomped hard under his feet, and immediately scattered the other self, just at the moment when the shadow dispersed, he suddenly saw that the shadow had changed into a different outfit of people, and these people's faces were the same, that was his face!

A chill rose all over Zhang Shaoyang's body, and he hurriedly raised his head and stopped looking at the strange water surface, only then did he feel sweat on his forehead.

He gasped heavily, the white world in front of him, I don't know when it changed, at this moment there were two rows of red candles in front of him, these red candles floated quietly on the surface of the water, not moving with the ripples of the water, the flames went straight up and did not beat, but also emitted a dazzling yellow light.

Two columns of red candles stretched out from his left and right hands, and they did not intersect, as if they were pointing out a bright road for him.

The red candle led the way, I don't know where it leads, Zhang Shaoyang didn't dare to move, it has been a long, long time, Zhang Shaoyang only feels numb under his feet.

At this time, at the end of the road paved with red candles, there was a very rhythmic ticking sound, which was very light at first, like water drops on the water, and gradually became larger, and like a horse's hooves stepping on a solid road, calm and powerful, each step fell at the same time intervals, very rhythmic.

Zhang Shaoyang was overjoyed in his heart, and finally heard other voices other than himself, no matter what kind of demons and monsters he had, Zhang Shaoyang felt that it was more comfortable than quiet to make him want to die.

His eyes have been staring at the end of the red candle road, and soon, a white horse appeared in the distance, walking towards him with light steps, the sound of tapping and tapping coincided with Zhang Shaoyang's heartbeat, and soon arrived in front of Zhang Shaoyang, he realized that this horse was even taller than him, you must know that his Yinggeer is already a sweat and blood boutique horse from Northern Liao, much stronger than ordinary horses, and is known as the king of horses, but at this time in front of the horse, Yinggeer can only be regarded as a foal.

It wasn't until he walked to Zhang Shaoyang that the horse stopped, it looked at Zhang Shaoyang, Zhang Shaoyang looked at it, a man and a horse looked at each other like this, Zhang Shaoyang saw an indescribable vicissitudes from that pair of eyes, it seemed that this horse had crossed thousands of years of vicissitudes, and the soles of his feet had measured countless good mountains and rivers.

Ma Er lowered his head and rubbed lightly on Zhang Shaoyang's face, just like two old friends reuniting after a long absence, there was not much excitement, some were just relieved and indifferent.

This horse is familiar!

Zhang Shaoyang's heart was already turbulent, he thought he was dreaming, but just now, he clearly felt the temperature on the horse's body, that absolutely real feeling made him feel unacceptable, and he couldn't help but feel a palpitation in his heart, what kind of place is this?

But before he could understand it, he felt a lightness under his feet, and somehow he was already on the horse, and the horse walked slowly along the way he came.

The winding candlelight road with no end, only this man and horse trampled wildly, the surrounding scene was constantly changing, from the beginning of the deep pool, gradually became a field of ice with no end in sight, and then there appeared a towering snow-capped mountain of unknown tens of thousands of miles, and then the snow-capped mountain collapsed, and a light green meadow appeared in front of it, and no matter how the scenery in front of them changed, the pace of the horses remained the same, slowly moving forward.

Until the two rows of candles disappeared, a long street appeared in front of them, flanked by mirror-like towers, and the candlelight became a lantern with white light on the towers, and continued another long road.

The white horse walked between the city towers, the city towers on both sides collapsed, the road behind him was also broken, and there was a white expanse behind him, and there seemed to be dust that did not disperse, Zhang Shaoyang had already been accustomed to the strangeness of this place, and there was no fear and surprise at the beginning in his heart, so he let the horse carry him farther away.

Until all the city walls collapsed, the horse finally stopped, in front of it, there was a shocking battlefield, the field was shocking corpses and broken swords and spears all over the ground, and the farthest wisp of red clothes fluttering, with the wind gradually moving away, to finally completely disappear from sight, only a melodious bell floated over, so that Zhang Shaoyang's whole heart couldn't help but swing fiercely.

At this moment, Zhang Shaoyang feels that he has experienced decades of vicissitudes!

The wisp of red clothes is a little familiar, is it Gao Jingshu's? He thought about it, it seemed to be a little worm again, but after thinking about it for a long time, it was not anymore.

After the red clothes disappeared, there was only an empty world.

And in that white world, there seemed to be countless Zhang Shaoyang watching him, the horse under him turned into a wisp of green smoke and gradually disappeared, he stood quietly, looking at the unknown place in the distance, and the fear in his heart had disappeared for the most part.

"So this is your way!"

I don't know when, a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy appeared ghostly next to Zhang Shaoyang, he was dressed as a Taoist child, holding a volume of "Tao Te Ching" in one hand, and the other hand behind his back, his eyes stared at the place where the bell came from in front of him, and said faintly.

Although Zhang Shaoyang was stunned, he would not be afraid of anything at this time, at this time he was standing at level with Dao Tong, who turned his head to look at him, grinning, smiling brightly, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

"Who are you?" Zhang Shaoyang asked, he believed that it was definitely not the real world at this time, so everything that appeared in front of him would only be a dream-like scene, what was so terrible about the world in the dream, so he just asked the Dao Tong lightly.

"I don't matter, the important thing is that you know who you are?" replied Daotong in the same flat.

"Who am I?" Zhang Shaoyang frowned, but at this time, he realized that he couldn't remember his name, and suddenly a sense of fear from the bottom of his heart surged up, more turbulent than all his previous feelings, like a wild wave crashing on the shore, rumbling.

Seeing that Zhang Shaoyang's expression gradually became frightened, Dao Tong laughed: "Look at you, you are so stupid, you are Zhang Shaoyang!"

"Zhang Shaoyang..."The endless memories in Zhang Shaoyang's mind came flooding in an instant, slamming his whole person into a stagger, and he muttered: "Yes, isn't my name Zhang Shaoyang?"

Dao Tong stopped talking, and walked straight to the battlefield full of dead corpses in front of him, and between the heaven and earth in front of him, a wonderful road paved with bluestone slabs automatically appeared, and the road kept going up the stairs, as if he was going to climb above the nine heavens, and trampled everything under his feet.

"Come on, this is the way of the two of us. Dao Tong had already walked a long way, and said to Zhang Shaoyang behind him without looking back.

"What kind of way is this, do I have to go?" Zhang Shaoyang was a little flustered in his heart, and he never took a step under his feet, and at the end of the sky, the Dao Tong gradually disappeared, and only a faint whisper came.

"Heavenly Dao!"