Chapter 370

Naihe bridge is a stone bridge that spreads thousands of feet. It is full of complicated lines and traces of swords. It seems that in ancient times, it experienced a great war.

"I don't believe he can succeed. Huang quanzong has been handed down for such a long time. There are few people who can successfully cross the Naihe bridge, and there are no such cases in the classics."

"Yao Taixu was so amazing that he almost fell on the spot after only 50 Zhang's walk. He turned back in vain."

"Well, do you remember the days of hearing people three thousand years ago? He is most likely to step in, but as soon as he approaches, he is scolded by his ancestors at that time, and he approaches

There are too many legends about Naihe bridge, and many people just get close to it and get lost in the same place.

"Why is Naihe bridge so difficult to cross? What's on it?" The leader of the holy God sect looked at Fu Huang and asked.

Fu Huang hesitated for a while, then said: "I was just close at that time, but I felt lost, as if it contained the power of reincarnation. I feel like I'm not myself anymore, but I'm myself again. It's very mysterious. I can't say it. "

"Yes, Yao Taixu said, I'm not me, but I'm still me, but how do you think, I'm me, I'm not me, very awkward, this is his original words, I don't understand." Another elder said, frowning.

"So, I don't believe he can cross it." The king of the gate of hell said.

Meng Xuan turned his head, looked at him, narrowed his eyes, and there was a trace of murder in his eyes.

Huang Quan killed the God, Fu Tianqi, and Fu Zhao and Fu Yuhe, their heirs, looked at Meng Xuan with more and more distorted faces. Meng Xuan has the ability to cure them, but he just doesn't do it. Fu Tian goes further and further with the help of Meng Xuan, and the two of them will disappear from the public, even fall prematurely.

"Ye Xuan, why are you so selfish?" Fu Zhao low roars a way, eyes ferocious one.

Meng Xuan didn't care about them at all. He took a deep breath, looked at the stone bridge and stepped out. Just close to the top, Naihe bridge on the rise of the thin fog, very strange. In the thin fog, all kinds of virtual shadows appeared.

He saw some people busy living, but the end of a flat. He saw that some people were powerful, but they died prematurely in the end. He also saw that some people are experiencing the scene of life and death. A sad feeling floated from his heart, which made him cry.

"Why, my mind seems to be affected by something." He was startled, quickly woke up from deep thinking, and then no longer think, both feet across the Naihe bridge.

"I've stepped on it. I don't know how far I can go." Fu Tian looks at Meng Xuan nervously.

"In the end, I'm afraid it's also reactive power." Someone whispered that he didn't want Meng Xuan to succeed.

At the foot came the warm feeling, Naihe bridge seems to be shining, very mysterious. At the foot and there are many waves, a circle of flash, and then disappeared in place.

It's thousands of feet long. Meng Xuan didn't even step over.

He is ready to sprint, a fog from the sky, completely shrouded him. After a meal, there were many illusions in front of him. His vision began to change. In a trance, he felt that he had come to a place of ignorance and chaos.

Two illusory figures came towards him, unable to see his face clearly. But a pair of eyes very blazing, cold stare at him. The blood light in the eyes is very bright, like two blood lanterns.

"Naihe bridge is the place where the dead go to hell, and the strangers avoid it. Otherwise, they will be killed." One of the figures pointed to Meng Xuan, who was just like the God of light.

It was like a round of sun in the sky, blooming in Meng Xuan's sight, but no one on Wuhua peak could see it. Only Meng Xuan stayed there.

"Who are you?" Meng Xuan asked softly.

"Day wandering God, the God of Naihe bridge." Said the shining figure. And another person, is the whole body dark, the line of sight fell into it, are swallowed up in general.

"Then you are the night wanderer?" Meng Xuan asked.

"Exactly."

Meng Xuan was surprised. Did the ancient mythological characters reappear?

Does this mysterious Bridge really connect the gloomy ghosts and lead to another world?

"Retreat at once, or you will be killed, and no one will fall into it." The day travel God said, "either you die, I will take your soul."

"Yuanshen come out, I can take you into the six samsara." The night wanderer said, hands to Meng Xuan a hook. Suddenly, Meng Xuan only felt that his spirit and body could not be combined. When the eyebrows shine, the spirit will come out.

Fu Huang's eyes contracted fiercely: "he met the mysterious existence, and was hooking up his yuan Shen. Once yuan Shen was hooked up, he would never return to the flesh and become a living dead man."

The light in Meng xuanmei's heart is more and more bright, and the spirit is constantly breaking away. His body trembled and a wisp of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth. He reached out and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. There was a sense of irony in his eyes: "I used to be a fairy king. Can I be regarded as a creature in the field of humanity? My Yuanshen has long been transformed into a real dragon. The real dragon does not enter the six samsara, don't you know? "

After that, Meng Xuan's immortal king suddenly burst, and a real dragon roar appeared, which people could not hear or see clearly.

The night wanderer snorted, and a look of horror appeared in his pupils. He quickly retreated and pointed to Meng Xuan: "who are you? You shouldn't be here!"

"You can call me Luobao Tianzun, Sakyamuni Tianzun, or Mengxian king." Meng Xuan once again approached a step, the two quickly forced back.

"No, you are not a creature of this world, or even of any other world. You do not belong here. Zhuang Zhou dreams of butterflies, Zhuang Zhou dreams of butterflies, you are butterflies Day tour God looking at Meng Xuan, panic said.

"What a mess." Meng Xuan frowned, but then stood in the same place as if struck by lightning.

When he first entered xieyue cave, he heard a theory and conjecture. The ancestor of Donghua said, "Zhuang Zhou Mengdie, who can guarantee that he is really himself?"?

Who can guarantee that I am me?

You may just be a butterfly's dream, in which you are Meng Xuan. But in reality, you are just an ordinary butterfly!

"I'm me, I'm not me, but am I me again?" Meng Xuan said to himself. His voice passed through the fog and came to the ears of the people. Everyone was shocked, especially Fuhuang and others.

"Just like what Yao Taixu said at the beginning, what did he experience?" There is a color of thinking and shock in everyone's eyes. Is Naihe Bridge really so weird?

Day travel God and night travel God constantly retreat, pointing to Meng Xuan: "this is not the place you should come to, quickly retreat, otherwise you will suffer."

"I'm going to see the ninth peak. Please get out of the way. I won't embarrass you. Thank you." Meng Xuan said that he restored his peace of mind. Things are getting more and more complicated. Is it all caused by his transformation of the Vientiane Sutra? Or... Is the whole world fake?

Meng Xuan didn't believe it. He had to find out.

The day God and the night God retreated to a safe distance and did not confront Meng Xuan. His immortal King's power is too terrible, and the real dragon Yuanshen are all creatures that do not belong to the six samsara.

"You'll be lost. The ninth peak of the yellow spring is not an ordinary place." Day tour God said.

"Let me pass." Meng Xuan took another step and spoke calmly.

They looked at each other, and then looked at Meng Xuan deeply. They turned into fog and disappeared into nothingness. The fog disappeared, clearly showing Meng Xuan's back.

He approached again and took more than ten steps in succession.

In front of me, the dreamland changed again, and all kinds of hallucinations appeared. He saw what he was and seemed to see it. The sky rang out chanting, murmuring, very complex and mysterious.

When he looked at his feet, the scenery changed. At the foot of Naihe bridge into a very narrow bridge, under the bridge, a bloody river flowing. There are insects and snakes in the blood river. What's more, there are still a lot of broken limbs and arms flowing in it, spreading endlessly. From time to time there are screams, there are all kinds of ghosts emerge from them, and then they are submerged by the waves, so again and again, constantly carrying on a mysterious reincarnation.

A wave of pressure came from the sky, just like the feeling of Taishan pinnacle. His body is constantly shaking, almost can't hold on, want to decline.

All of a sudden, he felt the hairs of his whole body standing up, because in front of him, he didn't know when a figure appeared and was staring at him.

It is a beautiful woman, issued a giggle of Jiaoxiao, sound like a silver bell, very crisp.

"Lang Jun, come with me. Let's get out of here. It's a sea of bitterness. Let's leave here and stay together, OK?" The woman looked at Meng Xuan and approached him. Her body wrapped around him like a snake. A faint fragrance came to her.

Meng Xuan's mind was shaken, and there was a color of confusion in his eyes. There was also a trace of intention, showing the color of confusion.

"You see, the river of blood is the epitome of all living beings. When people live, they experience no less or more pain than the evil spirits in the blood river. Are you willing to go through life and death, life and death? "

"Would you like to see that you are unable to turn back the tide, and that many people you know are far away from you one by one?"

"Would you like to see your beloved woman die in your arms, but you have nothing to do?"

Meng Xuan felt his heart hurt, as if he had been caught by someone. He thought of that woman, Lin zhixia, who was as gentle as jade, lying in his arms covered with blood. He thought of Su Jiujiu and was caught by the big hand of the gate of hell, but he still has no way.

He saw Ye yuan assassinated, a sword pierced the brow, nailed to the wall.

Wait a minute, everything is in his mind, this is his pain.

"Jump down and you'll get out of the misery." Said the woman.

Meng Xuan nodded mechanically.