The distance of one footprint is enough to walk for an hour. In the heart of the young Chen Tianhong, this can only be the footprints of gods. At this moment, following the footsteps of the gods, the fantasy in the depths of my mind gradually began an ethereal journey.

The sun rises and sets, and the stars move.

The traces of cracks on the loess are dense horizontally and vertically, like the divine pattern runes carved by divine power, binding the earth and a domain. Chen Tianhong, who is always in a hurry, walks in the vast world, like a lonely shadow shuttling through black and white intertwined time and space, never stopping.

In the early morning of the seventh rising sun, the second footprint finally appeared in front of me. Chen Tianhong, who was already dazed, suddenly woke up, walked slowly along the footprints, and observed carefully. Before I knew it, I was on the edge of a cliff.

Chen Tianhong looked back at the road and determined that the second footprint was only one hundredth, and it fell on the cracked yellow earth. But when he looked ahead again, he felt incredible.

Ahead are cliffs. The vast area under the cliffs is made up of a large area of white bones and a large black forest. However, the two areas of white bones and forests did not have the slightest trace of being trampled on.

It seems that the owner of the footprints walked here, and he actually crossed the void and walked in the air.

Chen Tianhong has little knowledge and no cultivation, so naturally he doesn't know why, and it is difficult to know the details. But I also faintly found that these two completely different situations are probably related to the yellow earth under my feet. When I think of the boundless cemetery, I suddenly have an indescribable feeling.

Obviously, this cracked yellow earth has an extremely mysterious side. From a distance, the yellow fog over the loess is diffuse, covering the sky and the earth, as if it is a "cage" between heaven and earth.

Chen Tianhong meditated for a while, but he had no clue, so he stopped thinking about it. Looking around, I found a sheep's intestine path on the cliff that led straight to the bone field. Without hesitation, he walked towards the sheep intestine path. Because he understands that if he is trapped in the yellow earth, there is only one way to die. The only way to survive is to enter the forest. And the White Bone Land is the only way to enter the forest.

Loess cliffs, but a hundred feet. The sloping path is more like a drawbridge built by the void. Walking on the trail, the time is a little longer, and there is gradually a feeling of fluttering in the sky.

Chen Tianhong walked cautiously, and after walking for less than an hour, he had reached the end of the trail. At both ends of the trail, there are two white bones, about 30 zhang long, and the three of them hug each other, about 100 zhang apart. On the two white bones is the skeleton of a giant dragon, the head of the dragon is on the right, looking up at the sky, and the tail of the dragon is on the left, drooping downward. It wasn't until I saw it clearly that I realized that it was actually two huge bones that were vertical, directly penetrating the dragon's body and casting a dragon door.

Chen Tianhong couldn't imagine what kind of power could subdue a giant beast with such leg bones. Not to mention using the legs of the giant beast as pillars and the body of a dragon as beams to build such a door. It's not hard to imagine how dangerous it would be to be in such a door. However, for him, it is the way to go.

Standing for a long time, Chen Tianhong walked into the gate of the dragon with awe. The world inside the door is full of giant bones, different shapes, skeletons all over the place, and there are thousands of strange things. A hideous beast skeleton is still terrifying. Imagine a little bit of what kind of power they have when they are alive, and how strong they must be.

Chen Tianhong felt even more frightened and frightened, and his less firm heart was shaken early, and he already had the intention of retreating.

* * *

"Roar~"

Suddenly, there was a roar behind him, which frightened Chen Tianhong's body and turned his head to look. I saw that a spotted leopard had already jumped high, and its huge body covered a radius of more than five zhang, surrounding Chen Tianhong tightly. With the support of his belief in survival, Chen Tianhong just instinctively raised his palms high to block the attack of the spotted leopard.

Unexpectedly, after the fierce spotted leopard touched the white staff in his right hand, it immediately turned into a wisp of white smoke, and the terrifying huge leopard body dissipated into invisibility.

Chen Tianhong let out a surprised "huh", slowly moved the white staff to his eyes, and looked at it seriously. Wisps of gray smoke naturally appeared in my mind, as if it were right in front of me. Heart: The black rod turns into a white rod, is the magic still magical?

Chen Tianhong was overjoyed, seeing the hope of survival, his heart gradually became turbulent, and his heart for war suddenly flourished. He glanced back at the dragon's door, pursed his lips, and walked forward decisively and boldly, carefully paying attention to the movements around him. didn't take three steps, and suddenly saw a gray python quietly appear on a white bone pillar in the upper right corner, and bit it down with a bloody mouth.

This time, Chen Tianhong took the initiative to hold the white staff and point at the snake core of the giant python. Then, the lifelike sky-swallowing python turned into a wisp of white smoke the moment it touched the white staff. However, Chen Tianhong couldn't perceive the changes and abnormalities of the white cane, which was in stark contrast to the little black cane.

Chen Tianhong had the heart to find out some secrets, but he was limited by his heart and lack of strength, so he had to give up. He took a few more steps forward, about ten steps or so into the bones. The mysterious monsters I saw no longer appeared sporadically, but formed a wave after wave of monster beasts, surrounding from all directions.

Chen Tianhong, who was only twelve years old, never knew what the Cultivation Dao and the Divine Passage Method were. Only the "Greedy Wolf Nine Styles" atlas handed down by the ancestors and no one has paid attention to since the ancestors is a magical power that is often observed. If you want to say that you have realized something, it is naturally impossible. However, the graphic actions depicted on the map are very familiar.

Chen Tianhong saw that the tide of demon beasts was like a tide, and he was drowning himself. The white staff in his hand waved rapidly, one by one towards the demon beast that approached first. Before turning into white smoke, the form of each demon beast is extremely realistic, and it is no different from a living thing. Only when it turns into white smoke does it have a hallucinatory feeling. Even so, Chen Tianhong did not dare to slack off.

Repelling wave after wave of demon beasts, Chen Tianhong inadvertently repeatedly used the actions on the "Greedy Wolf Nine Styles" map. In this way, the memory that was originally familiar with the chest has gradually strengthened into the memory of arm movements, and it is extremely proficient. Even so, Chen Tianhong still couldn't understand anything.

Because he thinks that many of the actions he makes are not what he wants to do. Instead, it was an unexpected monster attack, forcing him to swing his white staff with a surprise movement to "kill" the monster. Sometimes, it's even completely contrary to the actions on the map.

As time passed, the whole person became more and more energetic. The previous sense of hunger domination is gone. But he himself was unaware of the changes in this process. In his eyes, the realistic form of the monster beast has become the only pleasure.

It is difficult to see day and night in the white bone ground, and it is difficult for Chen Tianhong to know the change of time. It's just that after a long time, it was no longer the demon beast that attacked him, but he took the initiative to find and pursue the demon beast. He is like a scavenger, plowing the fierce beasts and birds of prey, light and dark, and the bones are still quiet.

Shuttling through the giant bone space, it is impossible to distinguish between east and west, north and south, front and back, left and right. In his own consciousness, Chen Tianhong always felt that he was moving forward. Because he had tried to go back to that door and reorient himself, but he failed.

Finally, from a certain point on, the monsters were never seen again. In the huge bone ground, only one living person remains. It's just that the living are more like a greedy and bloodthirsty ghost, looking for the breath of life of living creatures and smelling the fragrance of blood.

Chen Tianhong pondered: If there is no delay, it will only take about three hours to pass through the white bone ground. I had an unintentional encounter, and after a chase and fight, I don't know how long time had passed, where I was, and how far away I was from the Black Forest. It seems that it is not easy to find an exit.

It was only at this point that his attention gradually fell on the pillars of white bones.

He first tapped a white bone in front of him with his fingers, and suddenly there was a humming sound. When I listened closely, I noticed that the same echo of the chimes came from a white bone in the distance. Without asking why, he followed the sound and walked quickly to another white bone. I also tapped it with my fingers, but it was like knocking on an iron plate, and there was no response.

* * *

After experiencing a series of strange things, his thinking began to change subtly. Aware of this sound phenomenon, there must be a mystery. So, he walked over to the old white bone again, increased his strength a little, and tapped it with his fingers. There was a "bang" explosion sound on the white bones, which was deafening.

Chen Tianhong took a step back abruptly, his white staff crossed his chest, his eyes fixed on the white bones. He was confident that he had not misremembered the location of the bone. I wondered in my heart: But why is there such a huge difference between the two times?

Looking at the white bones standing quietly on the ground, Chen Tianhong was confused. He simply marked this white bone, then walked over to the other white bone and struck it a few times. The white bone was still like an iron plate, and it didn't react.

Chen Tianhong returned to the marked white bone, hesitated for a moment, changed his palm, and slapped it heavily. I only heard the sound of "bang", and the slap seemed to be made on the gong. This time, it was no longer the echo of a single bone, but the response of the entire bone.

The gong sounded, echoing everywhere. It's like a dragon and tiger getting together, the wind and clouds meet, thousands of horses are together, and thunder is thundering.

Chen Tianhong didn't have time to cover his ears, and when he reacted, he found that the strength of thousands of troops was gradually rising on the bones, and he was out of breath. Not to mention reaching out to cover your ears. He had to squat down slowly, forced to adapt to the strength of thousands of galloping horses and thousands of armies.

This strange mutation made Chen Tianhong completely stunned. In my mind, I repeatedly thought of the strange things that happened from the time I got into the carriage to the bone.

The surrounding forces are getting stronger and stronger, and the gongs are getting denser and denser. Chen Tianhong felt suffocated more and more, but unconsciously, he was able to stand up against a powerful wave of power.

At the moment of standing up, when his eyes looked at the bone forest, the terrifying white bones were gone, leaving only a world of red and green light. The rivers of blood that flowed straight down seemed to come from the nine heavens. The splash of bright green light was like a burning flame.

Chen Tianhong relied on his memory and reached out to touch a white bone in front of him. However, it was clear that what he touched in his hand was white bones, and what he saw in his eyes was a river of blood. He didn't know about the mutation of the two beads, one red and one green, so he realized that it was a congenital eye disease that he was suffering from, and after a short period of regaining his sight, it began to deteriorate. This wonderful hallucination was one of the symptoms of his congenital eye disease.

He didn't know the direction, but at this moment, it was undoubtedly worse. Therefore, he could only rely on his feelings to move forward. As I walked, I gradually discerned the mystery in the sound of the gong. It seems that there is a special position where the gong is being manipulated.

After Chen Tianhong carefully identified the direction, the speed under his feet further accelerated. He felt that he had walked for a long time, and faintly seemed to be going in the opposite direction, but in his heart he believed that his judgment must not be wrong. In the struggle of inner contradictions, the footsteps did not stop.

Silently counting in his heart, after about a pillar of incense, two points of starlight appeared in front of him, one black and one white. The black and white starlight, like the yin and yang of Tai Chi, forms an extremely sharp contrast with the red and green light around it.

Unexpectedly, when I got closer, it turned out to be two heads, one black and one white.

* * *

The black head is on the left, a pair of red red phoenix eyes, two thick eyebrows go straight into the sideburns, a wide forehead and a high nose, the lips are greased, and the long beard is like ink. The white head is on the right, the golden crown is tied with hair, the sword eyebrows are starry, the five willows are clear, and the face is like a crown of jade. The faces of the two were lifelike, as if they were two calm and kind old men, taking a nap.

However, these are two heads that have been decapitated by the neck and placed side by side on a disc. On the disc, the black line is vertical and the white line is horizontal, dividing the disc into small black and white squares.

For some reason, seeing these two heads, Chen Tianhong thought of his father Chen Chengcheng, who died of depression two years ago. My father was depressed because of the fall of his fourth brother, his heart rate was brittle, and it was difficult to look at him. After his death, he was only hastily buried by Murong Ying of the Nine Chambers, and he didn't even have the most basic filial piety. You know, the father had four sons.

Chen Tianhong's expression was fluttering, his knees were weak, and he knelt on the ground, and his tears couldn't stop flowing. Although the father has never been a son of the same thing, the blood inheritance that blood is thicker than water naturally calls for inner affection. The tears at that moment were completely true feelings.

"Hey, old ghost, it's time to wake up!"

"Don't make a noise, let me sleep!"

Chen Tianhong, who was kneeling on the ground, fell backwards, his mind was blank, his breath was suffocated, and his eyes were looking ahead in a daze. I saw that the eyes on the white head had been opened, scattering moonlight like moonlight. The eyes on the black head are a pair of loose sleepy eyes, half-open and half-closed, giving people a powerful momentum of slightly open heavenly eyes and wild rage.

"Old ghost, we have been waiting for this true expression of our knees for 6,600 years. The white head smiled, and his face was stunned, "It's not easy, it's not easy, it's not easy." ”

"What's the use of a dead man's body?" the black head was still disappointed, and after a while, he woke up and continued: "Hmm, that's right! Scholar, this time, your 'Wenqu Xingju' can come in handy. Just to verify, it's not as powerful as you boasted. ”

"I think so too!" Bai Tou was very calm, "Old ghost, I'm afraid that the 'Millennium Gambling Contract' of one hundred and eight of us is coming to an end." Let's hope we're not the last to get there. ”

Later, the white-headed man had words in his mouth, and Chen Tianhong's ears clearly heard the "Secret Secret Circle...... After the completion of the work, he will be a Buddha and an immortal". But in the blink of an eye, you can forget everything completely. Because he was born stupid, his energy at the moment is on two talking heads. So, it doesn't seem particularly strange.

The white-headed man asked, "Child, can you write down these one hundred and eight words?"

"No!" Chen Tianhong replied very simply, because he really didn't write it down.

"Scholar, scholar, this time, can you still turn decay into magic, can you still turn stones into gold?" The black head's eyes opened a little, and he sighed: "A real piece of rotten wood is better than nothing." ”

The bald man did not speak, his mouth opened slightly, and he spit out a thick white mist. In an instant, it condensed into a white jade slip and slowly fell on the disk.

"It's a bit stupid. But no one has ever been able to say anything about this matter of chance. ”

"You're right. As long as we don't delay our time, the rest will be left to chance. ”

Before he could finish speaking, the two heads slowly rose into the air and floated eastward. A little further back from the skull on the disc are two bamboo slips, one black and one white.

Chen Tianhong's small eyes kept blinking, and the fear in his heart gradually disappeared. He stood up, walked to the disc, and silently picked up the jade slip, only to see that there were clear small characters engraved on it, and he didn't recognize any of them. I picked up two more bamboo slips, and saw two white characters written on the black scroll and two black characters written on the white scroll. The second character in the two is the same "ancestor".

Chen Tianhong was only able to recognize the word "ancestor" because there was such an identical word on the ancestral spirit tablet. Although he was stupid, he thought carefully about the previous conversation, and this black and white bamboo slip should have been reserved for himself. I thought to myself, I don't know a few big characters, it's better to have nothing. Therefore, he directly put the bamboo slips and jade slips into the small back, but they were actually thrown in.

Look at the disc again, and lift it slightly, but it is actually raised. The disc was nothing, but in the circular space below the disc, there were two small bare animals. They seem to have been taken straight out of the placenta and are shivering.

Chen Tianhong was curious, in his understanding, even if it was a full-term demon beast, the survival rate was still not high. But there is something strange about these two small animals. However, when I think of the two heads, I am also relieved.

Chen Tianhong searched carefully for a while, only to find that the disc was floating in the air. And the circular space with small animals is actually a white mist. With a slight palm support, he held it in the palm of his hand. He didn't understand the "laws of space" in the cultivation world, so it was naturally difficult to know the details. I just thought it was fun.

After a moment's hesitation, it took a lot of effort to put this white mist into the small back, still covered with a disc. The whole person suddenly relaxed, and looked at the restored bone land again. It's just that there is an extra path under your feet, stretching outward.

Chen Tianhong stuck out his tongue, walked towards the path, and muttered to himself, "Is this what people often call 'chance'?"