Sign in a New Species Every Day

"Hey! Do you feel a little floating?" Lu Xuanzhi patted Wu Baichang on the shoulder and asked him.

Wu Baichang turned his head and cast a questioning look.

But soon, he realized that he looked at Lu Xuanzhi's perspective a bit wrong, he seemed to be a bit taller, and Lu Xuanji was inexplicably shorter.

Then, Wu Baichang took advantage of the situation to see his short body. At this time, half of his soul had escaped.

Wu Baichang was shocked, but he shrank back in an instant, and his whole soul returned to his body again.

Lu Xuanjia was surprised when he saw it, **** it, is this all right?

Can you be scared back?

For a while, Lu Xuanzhi was a little messy.

"Do you think this place is a bit familiar?" Lu Xuanjia asked Wu Baichang a moment later.

"I don't think!" Wu Baichang shook his head and smiled bitterly: "This sea of ​​flowers is very dangerous. I didn't notice anything just now. If you didn't remind me, I'm afraid I was really "floating"."

"That's why people always say that there is a generation gap. In your age, isn't there a rumors of the other side flower that blooms without leaves?"

Lu Xuanjia glanced at Wu Baichang and asked.

"Legend, this kind of flower blooms on Huangquan Road."

Wu Baichang chuckled and laughed twice: "I haven't heard of this, but I know that the deceased will have to go through Guimenguan, walk on Huangquan Road, to Santuchuan Wangchuan River, and then pass Naihe Bridge to Wangxiangtai and drink Mengpotang ..."

As a Taoist priest, Wu Baichang knew this process well.

Lu Xuanjia didn't care about it at this time, but thought that the legends heard by the two generations were more or less different, but saw that there was a path in the sea of ​​flowers on this shore, and he followed along.

Wu Baichang also followed, but he seemed a little nervous and he didn't dare to care.

Had it not been for Lu Xuanzhi's reminder just now, he might have really floated, becoming Apiao.

"Do you think the legend is true?" At this time, Lu Xuanzhi who was walking in front suddenly stopped and asked Wu Baichang.

"Legends are of course only legends. People in the past didn't understand science, they brainstormed unexplainable natural phenomena, and made various artistic creations, which evolved into legends and passed down." Wu Baichang explained almost subconsciously.

Don't ask him how a "Taoist" understands science so much. Ask him because he believes in science. He grew up in the era of "superstitious science".

Being a "Taoist" is a life experience, not ideals and beliefs.

"So, is this the legendary Wangchuan River?" Lu Xuanjia pointed to the small river flowing in front of him.

The river flows slowly, perhaps because of the same black and red sky in the secret realm, the entire river shows a **** yellow color.

A dusty small bridge traverses the river, and a strange pavilion can be seen across the river. The pavilion is wide and narrow at the bottom, like an inverted stand.

"..." Wu Baichang was dumbfounded. When he saw this small river, he was completely dumbfounded, his brain buzzing, the legend is just a legend!

Suddenly a gust of wind hit Wu Baichang, and Wu Baichang felt a little shuddering, always feeling that the empty place next to him might be full of "people" he could not see.

"Wangchuan River, Naihe Bridge, it was once brilliant!" At this time, Sun Wukong beside Lu Xuanjia didn't know when he jumped onto the bridge and squatted on the bridge railing, feeling very impressed.

Once, this was a prosperous and lively road, all the living passed away, the only way to go to the underworld.

This is the rule of the regime established in the underworld by the cultivator of the right universe. That power was at its peak for a while, and no one would dare to respect its orders and regulations.

But now, there is a clear stream in the Wangchuan River, but there is dust on the bridge, which seems to tell, no matter how glorious the past, it will eventually pass, the future is unpredictable, unspeakable, unspeakable for anyone.

Although the current Wangchuan River is still **** yellow, when this road was in its heyday, it was full of spirits who did not want to abandon the past and reincarnated in accordance with the regulations of the underworld.

Today, it is gone.

"Really it is the legendary Naihe Bridge?" Lu Xuanjia was a little surprised when he heard the monkey say so, and asked in disbelief.

Impossible, if the legends come true, isn't this world too ridiculous?

Monkey King walked to the bridge. There was a small stone tablet there, but it was covered with flowers from the other side, and the flowers bloomed. The three words on the tablet are "Naihe Bridge"!

Lu Xuanjia walked over in silence. Although he accepted the ability and cultivator, he still felt a little unbelievable seeing the legend come true before his eyes.

"Although it is not as good as the legends you have heard in later generations, many things are not groundless." Sun Wukong said.

Before Lu Xuanzhi returned to him, when he looked again, he had already jumped across the Naihe Bridge.

Lu Xuanjia yelled at Wu Baichang and looked at each other, and he could perceive the weird feeling in each other's hearts.

This is not dead yet, I have passed the Naihe Bridge, and I always feel something is wrong.

The two of them walked across the Naihe Bridge in silence, only to see a pergola on the other side of the bridge. The tables, chairs, and cauldron were still there, but no one was gone.

"It seems that we are on the right path. As long as we go down this path, we will go to the world on the other side of the passage, the underworld."

"Now Yongye's changes, the full of dignity, should come from there." The atmosphere was a little quiet, Lu Xuanjia said.

Wu Baichang glanced at him and went on the right path. Is this comfort?

Sorry, I really don't feel comforted at all!

Passing by the Wangxiang stage, Lu Xuanjia saw a big hole and couldn't help but stop. According to the feeling, there was something missing here.

You can't just dig a big hole here, right?

"Sanshengshi, I don't know which **** picked it up for cheap, and it can be considered a magic weapon if it is dug away!" Monkey King gritted his teeth.

More than just a magic weapon, it was a magic weapon in the magic weapon. If it is still there, he wants to pry away.

Lu Xuanzhi suddenly realized that he walked towards the Wangxiang Stage, and when he looked back, he did not see the five continents and four oceans that can be seen from the Wangxiang Stage in the legend. It was just a gorgeous sea of ​​flowers on the other side.

"Siren has passed away, and his mana has dissipated." Monkey King squatted on the railing of the Wangxiang Terrace, looking out from the pergola, and said with emotion.

That was a strong man who was stronger than he was in his heyday, but now he is no longer there. On Wangxiang Stage, the "skills" he once arranged with force have also disappeared.

Thinking back to that catastrophe, it was as unruly as Monkey King, and I couldn't help feeling a little bit. I thought I would never see everything in this world again, and even the name would disappear in this world over time.

Even if he was limited by the system's ability, his strength had returned to when he was just born, but his character couldn't go back after all. He was so rebellious and too low.