The black flames composed of light filaments seemed to be endless, but there were still some when they came out of the hole.
Xue Tianqing saw the opportunity, and when the Jiuyou Fire was at its lowest and a gap appeared at the entrance of the cave, she ducked and rushed over.
The light strands rushing out seemed to have intelligence. Xue Tianqing was still several feet away from the entrance of the cave. They had gathered together and quickly surged, trying to completely block the entrance of the cave.
Fortunately, the snow cleared quickly enough, and when the light filament expanded, it had already rushed into the hole.
However, the process of entering the cave was dangerous. When passing through the narrowest point, the nearest light wire had already rubbed against his clothes.
After rushing into the cave, Xue Tianqing dodged to one side without any pause.
When he was in the underworld, Bai Wuchang said that the Jiuyou Cave was extremely spacious, and as long as he could rush into the cave entrance, he would pass.
This is absolutely true. Although the entrance of Jiuyou Cave is narrow, the inside is extremely spacious, enough to avoid the obstruction of light threads on snowy days.
After ducking into a corner, Xue Tianqing froze his body and held his breath. The light thread that was still chasing him seemed to have lost its target in the next moment, scurrying around like a headless fly, and finally mixed into the black torrent and rushed out of the cave.
Seeing this, Xue Tianqing breathed a sigh of relief, and then began to look around.
Although Jiuyou Cave is the birthplace of Jiuyou Fire, it is no different from an ordinary cave except for the endless black light strands emerging from the bottomless depths.
In the extremely spacious cave, the black torrent is more like a well-trained army. Except for some of the light filaments that have just chased Xue Tianqing, the rest are gathered in a space of several feet and moving upward. The situation is like in a transparent water pipe. Flowing black liquid.
Seeing that Jiuyou's fire was no longer abnormal, Xue Tianqing urged the cloud heads to go downwards.
After traveling for about ten miles, the originally independent and clear light strands began to become blurred, and eventually turned into a black mist like ink.
To be precise, it is not that the light threads turn into black mist, but that the black mist turns into light threads, because Xue Tianqing is sailing against the current, heading towards the source of the Nine Nether Fire.
During the descent, the Jiuyou Cave became larger and larger, and finally the surrounding walls were almost invisible.
At this time, Jiuyou Cave is not so much a cave as it is an almost limitless space.
After descending for several more miles, the place where Xue Tianqing was located had long lost the concept of a cave, because at this time, there was only boundless emptiness around him.
At this moment, Xue Tianqing also stopped.
Because not far below him, the black mist spread without warning, covering the entire space under his feet.
These black mist seem to be blocked by an invisible boundary, and the boundary has only one exit, allowing the black mist to gather together and move towards the entrance of the cave.
Xue Tianqing carefully looked at the black fog under her feet, and finally began to descend with extreme caution.
When his feet almost touched the black mist, he stopped descending and crouched down to shrink into a ball as much as possible. Then he took a deep breath, then used a heavy weight and suddenly fell into the black mist.
Then Xue Tianqing felt an unusually sticky barrier blocking him. Just because his momentum was too strong, the barrier broke after a moment, and he fell straight into the black mist.
Although the barrier was broken, the black mist did not spill out. On the contrary, Xue Tianqing felt light after entering the black mist, and then fell heavily into the dust.
With a cry of "Ouch", Xue Tianqing opened her eyes and realized that she had fallen on the ground.
Getting up from the ground, Xue Tianqing looked at the surrounding green mountains and was confused: it only took a moment from breaking through the barrier to falling to the ground. Calculating, the fall was probably less than a few feet, so why did it fall directly to the ground?
After kicking hard, Xue Tianqing was convinced that the ground beneath her feet was real.
Looking up at the surrounding mountains, he became more and more puzzled: Where is this place and why does it feel so familiar?
Feeling the oncoming breeze, Xue Tianqing opened his eyes wide and tried to find traces of the Nine Nether Fire, but in the end he found nothing.
Although everything around him was so real, he still thought it was an illusion, so he punched forward fiercely!
Xue Tianqing used all her strength to punch Xue Tianqing, and the wind of the punch was everywhere. The empty front area shattered like glass. That was because the space could not bear the power of the punch, and the cracks occurred.
Looking at the nothingness exposed in the cracks, Xue Tianqing was confused: Could this be the birthplace of the Nine Nether Fire, but why did it become more and more familiar the more he looked at it?
Standing there reminiscing for a long time, Xue Tianqing finally prepared to walk to the northwest, because the passage from the Nine Nether Fire outwards in his memory was there.
Xue Tianqing didn't know why, but he who was supposed to hold up the clouds finally chose to walk.
After walking for about an hour along the mountain path that could hardly be called a road, a stream blocked the way. There was a wooden bridge made of tree trunks at the narrowest point of the stream.
The moment she saw the wooden bridge, Xue Tianqing's pupils shrank sharply: No wonder it felt so familiar just now, it turns out this is his hometown!
When she first remembered it, Xue Tianqing had already understood that everything around her was an illusion.
But then, there was a blur in his mind, and his memory seemed to go back to his teenage years, because this wooden bridge was an eternal memory deep in his heart.
At that time, Xue Tianqing was only thirteen years old. During the summer vacation, he went into the mountains to collect firewood or wild animals to support his family.
On this day, seeing that the weather was fine and snowy, we set out for the mountains early.
Because he was already familiar with the neighborhood, his family was not worried that something would happen to him.
This time I went into the mountains and had an unexpected harvest due to the clear snow and clear weather. On the side of a hillside that he had never set foot on, he dug out a ginseng plant that was almost ready to take shape.
Seeing the ginseng that was almost a foot long, Xue Tianqing was ecstatic.
Although he didn't have a deep understanding of money at that time, he also understood that this ginseng could change his life today.
Thinking of this, Xue Tianqing put the ginseng in her arms and ran out of the mountain.
In a daze, Xue Tianqing seemed to see a child running across the road he had just walked. He didn't care even if his legs were scratched by branches.
When the child ran in front of him, Xue Tianqing wanted to move away, but for some reason it felt like roots were growing under his feet and he couldn't move.
When the child rushed to Xue Tianqing, he found that he could finally move, but then he felt even more horrified, because at this time he and the child's body were almost integrated into one, and they ran towards the wooden tree not far away. bridge.
As he ran, there was only one thought left in Xue Tianqing's mind: take the ginseng home and sell it for money, so that the family no longer has to live in that dilapidated thatched hut.
At this time, Xue Tianqing had already forgotten everything just now, and the only memory she had was the ginseng in her arms.
After running to the creek, Xue Tianqing ran onto the wooden bridge without any hesitation, because he had walked on this bridge countless times.
