After swallowing the pure vitality, the snake shadow that was originally lying in hibernation became active, and half of its body suddenly stood upright, as if it was crossing a mountain before launching an attack.
However, even if it stands upright, it is still a shadow, attached to the ground.
For a moment, Tang Zhao almost thought that the snake had come alive, rising from the plane of the shadow and becoming a real snake in the world. But when he calmed down, he realized that it was just swimming in the shadow of the ground. However, it may be the visual dislocation of light and shadow, which made him feel that the shadow was three-dimensional and real for an instant.
The snake swam away from where it was, and the crack on its head that was originally filled with water remained in place, growing longer and longer, and the sparkling water formed a river.
The crack in the ground was finally determined to be twelve feet long.
But the river is not twelve feet long, because from the perspective of people like Tang Zhao, the river does not flow from east to west, nor from north to south, but from top to bottom.
Yes, they seemed to be standing on the top of a waterfall, overlooking the surging river water roaring away like a falling Milky Way.
This waterfall, this river, is twelve feet wide!
However, the waterfall in the human world will eventually fall on the plain ground. Where does the waterfall in the shadow fall?
They don't know, because what they see is just a shadow shaped like a waterfall. Rivers, water lights, and waterfalls are all images composed of changes in light and dark in shadows.
It's as if the broad shadow is the canvas, and the waterfall is a storyboard drawn by a painter who is proficient in the rules of perspective. A pattern brings endless imagination.
As Tang Zhao looked at it, he felt that the shadow was a world of infinitely deep and infinite black holes. Through the falling river, he saw the tip of the iceberg of the opposite world.
At this time, Xing Cang glanced at him sideways and said, "This is Youshui."
Tang Zhao nodded and accepted the instruction, secretly recalling in his heart: You Shui...
It seems that the legendary river flowing into the Shadow Abyss is the only channel in this world that communicates with the world of shadows.
Someone suggested that if you really want to explore the Shadow Abyss, you can sneak into it by diving in Youshui.
Of course, this plan was too crazy and was rejected as soon as it was proposed.
Only Jinwu, who proposed the plan, thought it was feasible.
Seeing the river fully unfolded, the bridge also appeared.
The shadowy snake was right by the river, like a river-suppressing beast, suddenly penetrating deep into the river with its tail.
A twisted ribbon plunged into the shadowy river.
In an instant, ripples appeared in the River of Shadows, and the ripples turned into whirlpools.
A bridge rose from the river.
I'm afraid it's not accurate to use "rising", because the bridge is also a shadow, and the shadow rises from the shadow, but it still does not break away from the plane of the "shadow".
But it is still the kind of light and shadow transformation, and Tang Zhao can see the feeling of "rising" from it. This is a masterpiece that cleverly uses the principle of perspective. Even if it is sketched on the drawing paper, it can still see a realistic three-dimensional feeling.
The bridge drawn by this shadow is the Yinglang Bridge!
The bridge spanned both sides of the river diagonally, with one end right in front of them and the other end inserted into the endless shadows, making it impossible to see the other side.
"Langqiao has appeared, you can go in. You go there first, one by one."
Tu Fei pointed to the bridge and said sternly to the team of Changfa Manor: "It's your first time to go, don't be afraid, just step across it steadily and nothing will happen. Logically speaking, I have already obtained permission from Master Pan Ying. However, we people can go directly to the bridge without any obstruction. However, there is a chance that a certain Master Yuanshi will pass by, and he may take a look, or he may be interested in interrogating you."
"This possibility is very low, but I still want to make it clear to you. When you meet an adult you don't know, you must not panic or be rude, let alone try to please you. All adults have different temperaments, and you don't know which words or actions to say. It's a taboo. When the time comes, no one can save you if you die!"
"When you meet an adult, just stand still and pass by as soon as he passes by. If you come to ask questions on the way, just answer whatever you ask. Don't look guilty! We are all originally from Wangliangshan, so we are confident. It’s totally fine and you’re not afraid at all. Just talk it out and everything will be fine by then.”
Tang Zhao thought to himself: But...it seems that they are not all our own.
Tu Fei said that the possibility of encountering the Shadow Abyss envoy was very low, and he was just giving him a warning just in case, but Tang Zhao felt a little vain - he seemed to be very lucky.
He often encountered things that had only a small chance of happening.
"After passing through, just stay on the bridge and wait for the large army. Don't run around. Although it only leads to the second level, it is not a place where you can run around. If you are caught by some bad-tempered manor owner, you will be killed. No one makes the decision. But as long as you are on the bridge, you are all safe. Which of you will go up first? Xing Cang? Or Xing Shichi?"
Tang Zhao looked at Qiao, who was not in the same dimension as himself, and couldn't help but feel silent, and then looked at Xing Cang.
I heard that you once walked across Yinglang Bridge. Can you take a few steps for me?
Xing Cang sighed: "I'll go first, old man. I really miss this bridge again. It's still the same bridge as before, but things have changed."
With a sigh that no one understood, he took a step forward with his feet.
One step, crossing the boundary between the human world and the mountains!
Tang Zhao heard from Mr. Chen that there is a weapon called two-way foil.
This kind of weapon can beat a person from three-dimensional to two-dimensional, and from three-dimensional to flat. Of course, given Mr. Chen's conditions, it is impossible to speak more vividly. He can't even draw a sketch, and Tang Zhao can't feel it intuitively. He can only rely on imagination, or he can't even imagine it, and he can only rely on abstraction.
But today, Tang Zhao saw a scene that could only be described as "hit by a two-way foil".
Xing Cang stepped on the "three-dimensional" bridge. One step lost its color, the second step lost its shape, and the third step merged with the bridge and became a silhouette on the bridge.
In particular, this bridge has some three-dimensional perspective inside, so when Xing Cang stepped on the bridge, it did not immediately become two-dimensional. Instead, it maintained the three-dimensional feeling, but was slightly blurred. As he moved forward, the blur became more and more It deepened until he truly became one with Yinglang Bridge, and everyone suddenly realized that he was already a person from another world.
When he wanted to look again, he had already crossed along the bridge into the secluded water where he didn't know where to fall.
There are changes in this, and when you recall it carefully, there is a strange sense of terror.
This was the first time Tang Zhao had seen such a strange scene, and it reminded him of those people in the White Jade Capital who were dragged down to the Shadow Abyss by black shadows. He described them at that time as: "never to be reincarnated." Now he actually wants to walk on the bridge to the shadow world by himself. Isn't this a self-imposed escape from hell without a gate?
Tang Zhao still remembered his identity. Although it was his first time to go to Langqiao, he had lived in Zongliang Mountain for many years. He should not make a fuss, so he had to force himself to calm down and pursed his lips completely.
However, Bai Hu, who was really experienced, saw it and said in a voice that only Tang Zhao could hear: "It's just the entrance to the outer world. You two talents are not that capable of creating a world of rules by yourself. They just make the entrance more bluffing. Look. What you see is not the old man’s current appearance, but his projection here.”
Tang Zhao thought about it carefully and finally understood: the so-called Tianwaitian is a small world of his own that can be created by sword immortals and above. It's just that the small world in the Sword Immortal Realm is far from being able to be created independently and become its own universe. In fact, it is just a semi-independent small isolated space in the big world. In essence, it is similar to a hollow magic cave, and may not be as complete as a hollow magic cave.
The strength of Gangliang is also at the level of Sword Immortal, and its Gangliang Mountain is also a similar existence. This Yinglang Bridge can be regarded as an entrance, but it behaves a little weirdly. Once people enter, they have entered, and they have completely arrived at the other side. A world. It has not been dimensionally reduced. And this shadow can be seen as a window. From the outside, it is the projection of the person inside. It looks strange because the window where it is projected is rather evil, and the image reflected is strange.
It's essentially the same as looking in a mirror.
do you mean this?
Tang Zhao wasn't sure, but felt a little relieved. He will go up the bridge immediately. With so many pairs of eyes looking at him, there was no room for him to hesitate.
One step, two steps.
The moment he stepped onto the bridge, he felt that the world in front of him was fading rapidly, as if it was covered with a gray-white curtain.
Immediately afterwards, there was a crashing sound in my ears, as if a huge waterfall was falling in front of me, making a deafening roar.
In front of my eyes, countless black, white and gray lines rushed towards my face, like heavy rain pouring down. I saw rain, raindrops, and rain lines tangled bit by bit, drop by drop, and strands. There were only these tangled lines between the sky and the earth. , can’t tell what shape it is. Fortunately, except for the dizzying colors in front of me, there is no feeling in other parts of the body.
Tang Zhao took a breath and walked steadily forward on the bridge. He only felt that he was sinking a little after taking one step. The ground under his feet seemed to collapse endlessly, all the way to the underworld.
But when he lowered his head slightly, he saw that the Yinglang Bridge was still firmly under his feet, and the surroundings were filled with all kinds of gray and white light, making it difficult to distinguish all directions.
Now, all we can do is keep moving forward.
After walking a few steps, I felt as if a huge shadow passed by me.
That's a... fish?
If the shadow is a fish, it is at least the Kun of the North Ming Dynasty. It is so huge that the shadow almost covers the entire area around Tang Zhao.
Tang Zhao was horrified and stopped slightly, but the shadow disappeared after passing by, and the messy lines that were not square were still in front of him.
Calm down, this may be the Shadow Abyss envoy that I just mentioned passing by. Don't make a fuss at this time. Unless it actively comes to me, just pretend you haven't seen it.
Tang Zhao thought this and continued walking forward, when he felt another shadow passing by, this time it was a huge ape.
The shadow of the ape also flashed past. Tang Zhao was calm on the surface and cursed secretly in his heart: Didn't it mean that there was usually no one there, and at most there was only an occasional messenger passing by? Why are they still coming one after another?
Fortunately, it seemed that the road was not long. After walking a few steps, he could vaguely see an exit ahead that was not very bright.
At this moment, another shadow came over. This shadow is a few sizes smaller than the previous ones, but it is still huge enough. Because the features were not obvious, Tang Zhao couldn't tell what it was. It seemed to be a bear and it seemed to be a cat.
It comes again, it comes again, ignore it.
Tang Zhao was already looking away, just waiting for it to pass.
However……
The shadow suddenly stopped.
Tang Zhao's heart sank when he heard a voice coming from his ear: "Huh?"
Immediately afterwards, I heard a voice from Huibaishengchu: "Who are you?"
(End of chapter)
