Eternal Demon Lord

Chapter 1630 Lost Bridge
Tianhuang Mountain is a famous dangerous place in Dongming Immortal Domain.

Dongming Immortal Territory is located in the eastern realm of the Immortal Territory. It is a small world of immortality in the eastern realm of the Immortal Territory. It is about the same size as the Zhenwu Immortal Territory. The highest is the peak of the Immortal King.

On this day, early in the morning, the sky was dim.

Two figures descended from the sky and came to the depths of Tianhuang Mountain.

Two people, a man and a woman, the man in white clothes like snow, with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, has an extraordinary bearing, the woman's long skirt flutters, her beautiful face is beautiful, and her temperament is out of the world. Who are they if they are not Yang Xuan and Wu Lingyan?

The two stood embracing each other, standing on a certain mountain peak, like a pair of lovers, with unparalleled demeanor.

"This place is not bad. Is your husband planning to survive the catastrophe here?"

Wu Lingyan asked with a smile, this day barren mountain is inaccessible, the mountain is steep, all kinds of powerful fairy beasts are dormant, without the cultivation base of the fairy king, few people dare to come in to hunt for treasures, it is suitable for Yang Xuan's catastrophe.

"Well, I still need you, Yan'er, to protect me for this tribulation."

Yang Xuan nodded, and also smiled. He chose to cross the tribulation here because he was sure that Tianhuang Mountain would not be disturbed by people. As for the ferocious birds and beasts in the mountain, as long as they don't disturb them, they will not cause any trouble.

"With me here, my husband just needs to get through the calamity with peace of mind."

Wu Lingyan said, she is also an immortal monarch no matter what, although her strength is far inferior to Yang Xuan, she is also confident that she can fight against ordinary immortal saints.

"There is a talisman here for my husband, you hold it, if you encounter any danger, you can crush this talisman."

"This is……?"

"This is the life-saving talisman left to me by my master, Emperor Yan. It's not a critical moment, and even I don't want to use it. I just hope that I won't need it this time."

"Don't worry, husband, nothing will happen."

……

Crossing the catastrophe is a very important matter, Yang Xuan did not dare to neglect it, and soon he and Wu Lingyan found a valley in the mountains, the valley was surrounded by mountains, and there were only some low-level immortal beasts in it.

Yang Xuan didn't go on a killing spree either. After driving away these immortal beasts, he took out the Heaven-Swallowing Cauldron and placed it outside a cave deep in the valley. The Heaven-Swallowing Cauldron was guarding it, no matter how powerful the immortal beasts dared to approach it .

After half an hour, everything was ready, and he started to cross the tribulation.

Wu Lingyan didn't speak any more at the moment, but sat down in an open space not far away, and looked at him quietly.

On the ceiling of the cave, there are a few luminous pearls, so it is not dark. Under the light of the luminous pearls, Wu Lingyan can clearly see Yang Xuan's handsome and serious face, and gradually she can't help but be fascinated by it.

This is her husband, and the two will be together for a lifetime, sharing good and bad.

Yang Xuan sat cross-legged, his heart was calm and unwavering, but this peace did not last long, and was broken by many illusions, but illusions are illusions after all, no matter how real they are, they can't shake his Dao heart at all.

His Dao heart is unbreakable, and mere illusions will only make his Dao heart stronger.

"boom!"

After an unknown period of time, all the illusions disappeared, and then Yang Xuan felt a shock all over his body, and then his soul came to a mysterious space full of mist.

The specific size of this space is unknown, it seems to be boundless, Yang Xuan raised his eyes and looked around, and saw a divine bridge faintly appearing in the depths of the mist.

The divine bridge, built on a dark abyss, is a million feet long, with all kinds of brilliance spreading throughout its body, like a huge rainbow bridge, giving people a beautiful feeling.

"The Bridge of Lost!"

Yang Xuan squinted his eyes, knowing that it was undoubtedly the Bridge of Lost. This magical bridge was related to everyone's past experiences, so it would show different colors.

"I came from the lower world and experienced too many things, so the bridge of the lost is colorful."

Yang Xuan said to himself, with a slightly dignified expression. The more beautiful something is, the more dangerous it is. He can also see that this lost bridge is not easy to cross.

If one is not good, you will fall into the endless abyss, sink forever, and never recover.

"It's worthy of the calamity of being lost that only the immortal monks have. This is much more terrifying than the calamity of any demon."

While feeling emotional, Yang Xuan didn't feel afraid because of this. He took a deep breath, and then resolutely stepped forward, step by step towards the Shenqiao in the distance.

Although the fog covered his eyes and confused his mind, making it difficult to discern the direction along the way, it could not stop him at all.

His heart is like a mirror, his steps are firm and powerful, and he sees the mist as nothing. After about a stick of incense, he successfully came to the outside of the divine bridge. He only needs to take another step forward to board the divine bridge and overcome the lost calamity. .

"The way of heaven is to damage more than enough to make up for what is not enough. The way of man is to make more than what is damaged."

Outside the Shenqiao, Yang Xuan first took a piece of Taiqing Pill presented by Yuxuzi, and then silently recited the first two paragraphs of the Taoist scriptures, which are also the scriptures he has mastered so far. It became more and more peaceful.

Time passed, and half a day later, he finally stepped on the Shenqiao. With the power of Taoism, he had the confidence to cross this bridge and break into the other shore.

But at the moment when he boarded the Shenqiao, he found that he still underestimated the calamity of being lost.

The so-called Lost Calamity, the horror lies in the word Lost. Standing on the bridge, his five senses and sense of spirituality have been completely deprived, and he can only see colorful fog in his eyes. This fog is completely different from the fog outside the bridge. .

In a blink of an eye, he suddenly returned to his previous life, and suddenly came to the Yang family where he lived when he was a child. All the past, everything he experienced, came to mind one by one. Extricate yourself.

"It's hard to cross the bridge of the heart, but it's the shore when you look back, let's go back..."

In the middle of nowhere, more strange voices came, one after another, making his mind full of illusions, and his thoughts became more chaotic. This is the lost calamity that must be overcome between the immortal king and the immortal saint.

Only by surviving this catastrophe can one overcome the illusion and enter the realm of immortality and sagehood.

"Go back? Where can I go back?"

Yang Xuan asked himself repeatedly, and after a long time, a light flashed in his eyes leisurely, and said: "Since there is a bridge, people can cross people, so why turn around and talk about the shore? No matter the other side of the bridge is the sea of ​​swords and flames, or the purgatory of the Nine Nethers, I will not afraid."

Although the five senses are lost, Yang Xuan still thinks in his heart. He is not affected by the phantom in his mind, and he will not lose his way forward.

A real strong person does not lie in how high his cultivation base is, but how strong his heart is. Yang Xuan can figure this out, and he has the foundation to become a strong person.

"Crossing this bridge is the other side of the heart!"

At this moment, he was no longer confused, and walked away on the bridge with both feet. It took a full half a month to walk, but he still couldn't reach the other side, and he kept wandering on the bridge.

"How is this going?!"

Yang Xuan frowned. Although he was not fast, after walking for half a month, how can he cross this bridge and lead to the other side?

(End of this chapter)