It's a place in the depths of the world. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

There was no light, it was pitch black.

"Click" "Click"

The sound of crisp and powerful footsteps gradually sounded from afar, walking steadily in the darkness where the fingers could not be seen.

Listening to the steady rhythm of the footsteps, you can see that although the pace of progress is not fast, it has never hesitated, and every time it settles, it seems to be very firm.

It's as if you've been here countless times, or you've been here for countless years.

So much so that even if you walk in the dark here, it is just like eating and drinking water has become commonplace, relaxed and chic.

I don't know how long later, the footsteps came from far and near, and a small figure suddenly appeared at the end of the darkness.

Although there was unfathomable darkness in front of him, behind him was a blinding light that could not be seen directly.

With his body as the dividing line, this space was actually divided into two, as if an invisible sword had separated from his body, and cut this place into two worlds of light and shadow.

As he walked towards the darkness, the dividing line advanced step by step, and the surging light behind him gradually engulfed the darkness in front of him.

Light and shadow are intertwined, black and white.

The little figure who created all these magnificent wonders turned a blind eye to it, and was indifferent to the visions around him.

I don't know how long it took, but the small figure finally walked from one end of the darkness to the other.

The surging white light swallowed up the last shimmer of darkness almost instantly.

The entire space was suddenly occupied by white, and everywhere was filled with ubiquitous light.

......

"Click" "Click"

The footsteps that had been echoing in the dark corridor for a long time suddenly stopped.

"Whoa—"

On the walls on both sides of the corridor, torches suddenly lit up, stretching for an unknown number of miles.

The blazing fire suddenly illuminated the narrow corridor.

The owner of the footsteps was also illuminated by the firelight, revealing his thin figure.

Jade robe, a slightly immature face, but with a pair of eyes that do not match his age.

It seems that I have experienced a lot, I have experienced many vicissitudes, I rubbed my eyes and looked again, and it seemed that I had never experienced any hardships, and my eyes were clear.

It was Qi Ming, who had suddenly broken into the tower without warning.

Just looking at the blazing light in his eyes at the moment, how can he look like he has been bewitched?

Countless faint fires suddenly lit up in front of and behind him, and the light changed from dark to bright so suddenly that even the monk would feel uncomfortable.

After a short moment of temporary blindness, when Qi Ming opened his eyes again, he finally saw the scene around him clearly.

It was a spiraling ladder flanked by bronze walls, carved with indescribable runic markings, like murals and hieroglyphs describing certain events, and on closer inspection, it seemed like nothing was there.

"It turns out that I've been walking upward......" Qi Ming's face showed a thoughtful look, "When it was pitch black before, although I couldn't feel any direction...... But I was clearly heading straight ahead, and I didn't feel any change in the space up and down...... Did you make a fuss about the sense of space again?"

Look at the way he frowned and thought...... It seems that the previous black and white world is just a void in the eyes of others, and Qi Ming, who is the initiator, has no idea about it, and he is not half aware of it.

For a while, I couldn't tell if Qi Ming was hallucinating, or if it was the extreme black and dazzling white...... It's an illusion.

"Onwards!" "Onwards!" "Onwards!"......

A series of shouts gradually sounded from the bottom of Qi Ming's heart, and there was no tendency to stop at all, but became more and more urgent.

The extremely annoying urging sound continued to sound like a drumbeat, and Qi Ming's chest was a little churning, his eardrums were bulging, and he frowned unbearably and unspeakably.

Listen carefully...... Unlike when Tamen had bewitched him before, this time he ...... It was clearly his own voice.

Qi Ming was also a little puzzled by this, as early as before, the purple gourd was powerful, and a wisp of cool purple qi came out to clear all kinds of chaotic thoughts in his mind, and drove the bewitching sound of the tower gate out of the spirit platform......

Another voice suddenly rang out of his heart, accompanied by a strange sense of familiarity and intimacy with the dark spire that came out of nowhere.

The voice is his own.

That wisp of cool purple qi was still hovering in Qi Ming's mind and did not dissipate, but this heart voice was even more demagogic than Tamen.

There was hardly half a minute of delay, not even a millionth of hesitation, and the moment the voice sounded, Qi Ming walked into the tower without hesitation.

Although it was pitch black in front of him and there was nothing to see, under the precise guidance of the unexplained familiarity in Qi Ming's heart, Qi Ming turned left and right, and came to this place unimpeded.

Looking down, the spiral-shaped ladder circled and circled, and even though it was illuminated by torches, it was still bottomless.

Looking up, Qi Ming was suddenly stunned.

A bronze door appeared not far from above, seemingly at the end of the ladder.

"Go up!"

"Open it!"

"Let's go home!"

"Don't hesitate!"

It was probably the previous Shimen Tower Gate that gave Qi Ming an extremely bad impression, and the moment he saw this bronze gate, Qi Ming instinctively resisted a little.

It's just that the voice of constant urging in his heart doesn't give Qi Ming much room to think...... and that gratuitous sense of intimacy, which almost made Qi Ming subconsciously relax his vigilance...... It's like a swallow returning to its nest and a fish returning to the sea.

After hesitating for a moment, Qi Ming still took a step and walked towards the bronze door, looking at the door suspiciously as he walked...... As if he was always on guard against the latter's sudden speech, he was startled.

If the unsuspecting melon-eating masses knew that Qi Ming was suspicious of a door, most of them would laugh.

In this regard, Qi Ming said that it was necessary to introduce the tower gate to them and get to know them well......

It didn't take long for Qi Ming, who was not slow, to come to the bronze door, hesitated, but still gently put his hand on the door.

The wind was calm, only the sound of candle flames flickering.

"It seems that this should always be a serious door...... Qi Ming relaxed slightly, took a deep breath, propped his hands on the door, and suddenly exerted his strength.

The bronze door opened slowly.

Unexpectedly, this was just the gap that barely passed by one person, and before Qi Ming could see the situation behind the door, a surging aura suddenly poured out from inside the door, as if he had been waiting for a long time, and poured out almost instantly, completely submerging Qi Ming, who was caught off guard.

After another moment, the tide of spiritual light suddenly rolled back and retracted into the door.

Looking at the place again, where is there still Qi Ming's figure?

In the next second, the bronze door slammed shut, completely isolating all the spiritual light inside.

The countless torches on the walls on both sides of the door were extinguished almost instantly, as if they were swept by a fast wind that pulled for a long time, extinguishing all the firelight, and the space that was originally illuminated by the torches became dark again.