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Chapter 10 The Ghost Gate Bridge of Life and Death

Like a newborn baby, Liang Shaochong looked curiously at this fairyland-like world, walking and stopping, and unknowingly came to a tall and simple archway.

This archway is about twenty feet high, and the top has been completely hidden in the clouds. You can vaguely see the five big blood-red characters "First Heaven Realm" engraved in the center.

On both sides of the archway, there are two lines of large blood-red characters.

"If you want to achieve the second level of pulse sense, please go to the bridge of the gate of life and death!"

Liang Shaochong was very curious: "Could it be that after passing this independent bridge, one can cultivate to the second level of pulse sense? Is there such a cheap good thing in the world?"

Liang Shaochong raised his head and looked behind the archway, and sure enough he saw a long single-plank bridge standing in the abyss. The abyss was surrounded by a strange purple mist, making it difficult to see anything within a foot.

Liang Shaochong slowly approached the abyss and looked inside.

The abyss is so deep that there is no bottom, and purple mist is like clouds, rolling in the abyss. The strong sunlight cannot penetrate it, but instead makes the purple mist appear purple and white, making it more weird and terrifying.

At this time, Liang Shaochong also saw clearly that the single-plank bridge standing in the abyss was only narrow, about five inches, and could only accommodate half of an adult's foot.

The other end of the single-plank bridge was plunged deep into the heavy purple mist, and the edge could not be seen at all.

"It's so small and long! How can anyone get there?"

Seeing the single-plank bridge in front of him, Liang Shaochong couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

"Have you also been to the Gate of Life and Death?"

A voice suddenly came from the left.

"Hey! Is there anyone else in this place?"

Liang Shaochong turned his head to look curiously, and saw a middle-aged man with a kind face standing about three feet away from him, greeting him in a friendly manner. At the same time, he also found that in the purple mist, he could vaguely see dozens of people.

A silhouette.

"Yes! Have you been to Guimen Bridge too?" Liang Shaochong nodded and asked.

"Of course I want to! Anyone who can cross this bridge of life and death will be able to cultivate the second level of pulse sense. But so far, I have not seen anyone who can successfully cross this bridge of life and death." The kind-faced Zhong said.

The young man sighed softly and said.

"Is it so difficult? I don't know how to cross this bridge?" Liang Shaochong asked.

The middle-aged man shook his head: "I don't know! I'm afraid no one in the world knows, because the people who step on this bridge of life and death have never come back alive?"

"So, everyone who crosses the 'Bridge of Life and Death' is already dead." Liang Shaochong was shocked and asked.

"Yes, I heard that there is a method to practice the second level of pulse sense at the other end of the bridge. If you want to practice pulse sense, you must pass through this bridge of life and death." The middle-aged man said slowly.

"I can't bear it! If I keep waiting like this, I would rather die than give it a try."

Just as Liang Shaochong was talking to the middle-aged man, a shout suddenly came, and a figure rushed over like lightning, carefully stepping onto the Ghost Gate Bridge.

"Look, someone is going to die again!" The middle-aged man suddenly let out a long sigh, seeming extremely regretful.

Sure enough, as soon as the middle-aged man finished speaking, he suddenly let out a sharp and miserable scream, and his body suddenly flew up from the Bridge of Life and Death, and fell high into the bottomless abyss.

"Boom!"

Suddenly there was a thunderous sound in the abyss, and the man was immediately shattered by a powerful force.

A rain of blood spurted up like spring water and splashed on the Ghost Gate Bridge.

"It's really extremely dangerous!" Liang Shaochong was horrified when he saw it.

At this time, a sharp voice suddenly sounded: "I'll try it too, I don't believe in this evil!"

A short young man also carefully stepped onto the Bridge of Life and Death...

This short young man walked very slowly, taking every step with extreme caution. It took a stick of incense to reach just a few feet away, and he was really walking on thin ice.

Liang Shaochong held his breath and observed intently, hoping to find out from this man the reason why he would not fall into the abyss.

But as soon as he stepped into the thick purple mist, before he even took five steps, he immediately let out a shrill scream and fell into the abyss like a dying star.

"Falled again."

Everyone on the shore opened their eyes in fear, feeling that this Bridge of Life and Death was full of mysterious terror, like a sign to attract death.

Even Liang Shaochong was no exception and developed a deep fear of the "Ghost Gate Bridge".

The thick purple mist billows in the abyss, and the sound of thunder comes from the mist from time to time, creating an unpredictable mystery and terror.

And the "Ghost Gate Bridge of Life and Death" spans it, as if to tell the world that this is definitely a ghost gate road leading to the Palace of Hell.

At this moment, the kind-faced middle-aged man shouted urgently: "Hey, little brother! What are you doing?"

"I'm going to try it too!"

Liang Shaochong said without looking back.

"No! You don't want your life."

The middle-aged man shouted anxiously and stretched out his hand to pull Liang Shaochong, but Liang Shaochong had already stepped onto the "Gate of Life and Death".

Liang Shaochong carefully and slowly stepped onto the "Gate of Life and Death Bridge" and moved forward slowly.

The thick purple mist enveloped Liang Shaochong like a pool of boiling water, and the swirling air currents caused his body to sway unconsciously.

Everyone watched nervously as Liang Shaochong stepped into the "Gate of Life and Death" step by step, waiting for him to make a pitiful cry like the first two before falling directly into the abyss.

But everyone was disappointed, until Liang Shaochong's figure completely disappeared in the rolling thick fog, and his miserable cry was not heard.

"Everyone, come and see, someone can actually go ten feet deep into the 'Ghost Gate Bridge' without any problem!" Suddenly, the people standing on the shore watching were all excited and started talking.

The evil reputation of this "Bridge of Life and Death" has been widely spread for a long time. Anyone who has boarded the bridge has never walked more than ten feet.

But now, they actually saw someone walking more than ten feet on the "Ghost Gate Bridge of Life and Death".

Just when these people were envious of Liang Shaochong's good luck, they didn't know that Liang Shaochong was in a dilemma at this time.

When Liang Shaochong walked less than a foot into the "Ghost Gate Bridge", he discovered that the purple mist wrapped around him was like a pair of cold sharp blades, making him miserable, as if he had fallen into ice.

It's cold and painful.

After slowly moving forward another two feet, Liang Shaochong found that apart from the cold pain that penetrated his body, nothing unexpected happened, and he gradually became more courageous.

After walking slowly for another seven feet, the "Life and Death Gate Bridge" filled with death and terror gradually disappeared in Liang Shaochong's mind. Looking forward, he saw the "Life and Death Gate Bridge" standing in front of the billowing waves.

In the purple mist, you can't see the edge at all.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a strange whirlpool of energy rushed out of the thick purple mist, and the energy swirled like a spiral.

"not good!"

Liang Shaochong struggled to sink, trying to stabilize his body.

But when the turbulent purple mist hit the resistance emanating from Liang Shaochong, it seemed as if the primer of gunpowder was ignited. Suddenly, there was a strong wave, and a violent surge blew from the depths of the abyss, like an overwhelming giant.

Like a wave, it hit Liang Shaochong.

This is a force of nature that cannot be resisted by humans!

Liang Shaochong felt that he was hit by the powerful energy, and his body was involuntarily thrown high from the "Ghost Gate Bridge of Life and Death" and fell into the abyss...

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"ah……"

A shrill scream ripped through the empty room.

"Master Liang, why are you here!" Xiaoping rushed to Liang Shaochong's bedside and asked with concern.

Liang Shaochong looked at Xiaoping helplessly, and found that she, who had always had a straight face and a cold face, actually showed an anxious look at this time. He couldn't help pinching the muscles on his body, but he felt a lot of pain, and then wiped his forehead

beads of sweat, he breathed a sigh of relief and said to himself: "Fortunately, it was just a bad dream."

"So you're having a nightmare!"

After Xiaoping was stunned for a moment, she immediately laughed again, her body shaking with laughter like a blooming flower swaying in the wind, and continued: "Young Master Lazy! It's almost noon now, and you are still doing white stuff.

Daydreaming.”

Liang Shaochong smiled awkwardly: "I didn't scare you just now!"

"It's a bit scary! The scream you just made was really like being raped... the desperate scream of a dying person struggling." Xiaoping blinked and smiled mischievously.

"Xiao Ping, you look really good when you smile if you don't tighten your face!" Liang Shaochong said with a slight smile.

Xiaoping's face suddenly darkened, and she said with a straight face: "Master Liang, it seems that this slave has nothing to do with your sullen face. You are fine, so I will prepare lunch right now."

"Woman, it's really inexplicable! She immediately changes her attitude after complimenting her for a few words. She doesn't look like a slave at all." Liang Shaochong shook his head.

After getting along with each other for six months, Xiaoping's attitude towards Liang Shaochong was no longer full of hostility as it was at the beginning. It had undergone extremely subtle changes. But whenever Liang Shaochong wanted to joke with Xiaoping, Xiaoping always

Keep a straight face.

After a while, Xiaoping finished serving Mr. Liang, washed his face and had breakfast, and then left alone.

"Actually, this Xiao Ping has a cold face and a warm heart, and is hard-working and hard-working. She is a good girl!" Liang Shaochong thought to himself as he looked at Xiao Ping's leaving figure.

The meticulous care in the past six months has made Liang Shaochong grow white and tender. There are still shadows of the poor country boy in the past, and now he is simply a rich man with a decent demeanor.

As usual, Liang Shaochong sat cross-legged on the bed again, racing against time to practice pulse skills.

"laugh!"

At this moment, Liang Shaocheng suddenly felt a stream of warm air suddenly burst out from under his feet, flowing quickly along the soles of his feet. He couldn't help but look down, and saw a stream of air about 4 centimeters long and as big as a goose egg.

His skin was bulging out, as if he was swimming around like a flexible snake.

"It's the feeling of pulse! It's the feeling of pulse!"

Liang Shaochong was stunned at first, and then became ecstatic.

The hard work of the past six months has paid off, and I finally got the pulse sense.

"Hey, what a big pulse!"

Liang Shaochong further discovered that the pulse sense he had developed was different from that of ordinary people.

Liang Shaochong had also seen other cultivators in Wushabao develop pulse sense. The pulse sense they had just developed was small and short, only the size of a baby's little finger, less than 2 centimeters, and far less than one-fifth of his own.

Under normal circumstances, the pulse sense that practitioners have just developed is as big as a baby's finger and the length is between 1 cm and 2 meters. Only a few geniuses have the pulse sense that they have just developed, which is as big as an egg.

, the length is also about 3 cm.

However, the pulse sense that Liang Shaochong had just developed now is as big as a goose egg, and its length is actually 4 centimeters.

The pulse sense cultivated by those so-called geniuses and geeks is like an earthworm with half of it broken off compared with Liang Shaochong. But Liang Shaochong's pulse sense is like a vigorous snake.

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