Rebirth of the Urban Madman

Tianxiao Pavilion, a treasure of the Dao.

Legend has it that Han Xiao obtained it from the secret realm in the starry sky, and then refined it for thousands of years. He used this pavilion as a cave to collect people to refine things, cultivate medicine and explore the Dao.

In the world of cultivation, the higher the grade of the magic weapon, the rarer it is. For example, in the Tianyun Sect, there are probably only a few magic weapons above the fourth grade, no more than ten.

Qin Xuan flew into the Tianxiao Pavilion, and the surroundings seemed to be spinning. When Qin Xuan's eyes settled, he saw a quiet scenery.

There were gurgling water, high rockeries, and jade pavilions carved with hundreds of beasts and birds.

It seemed like a house, a paradise, but at the end of this house, it was not a house, but a bridge.

Where the bridge was, the fog rolled in the air, covering half of the bridge, and it was impossible to see through it.

In this courtyard, there were dozens of cultivators, most of whom were disciples of the Huanyun Sect.

Since Qin Xuan entered, his eyes could not help but pause.

Changyan entered the Tianxiao Pavilion with him, but now he is nowhere to be found and is not behind him.

Qin Xuan's eyes swept across the quiet scenery, smiled faintly, and finally looked at the bridge.

Not only him, but also dozens of great masters of the Incarnation Realm present, all focused their eyes on the fog bridge. Qin Xuan entered it without attracting anyone's attention.

"Brother Xunshou, how do we cross this bridge?" Someone took a deep breath and looked at the long gray bridge with a serious look in his eyes.

On this bridge, there are three or five storage jade pendants, and the light is dim and scattered on this bridge.

This is the one who rushed to the bridge before, but was banned, and his Incarnation Realm cultivation was reduced to nothingness.

Many disciples of the Huanyun Sect looked at one of the tall middle-aged men. The middle-aged man stared, "Wait for me to cross this bridge, and you will find a way to cross the bridge. If you are not sure, don't enter."

He took a deep breath and looked serious.

Among the dozens of great masters of the transformation of spirits, he was the strongest, with a half-step to the realm of a true lord.

After watching for a while, Xun Shou stepped lightly, and his figure turned into clouds and mist, looming and floating on the fog bridge.

After he stepped onto the long bridge, suddenly, the fog bridge lit up with a forbidden light.

A chain rushed straight towards Xun Shou, Xun Shou's eyes condensed slightly, and his hands suddenly condensed, and his body movements were more than twice as fast.

The chain penetrated Xun Shou's residual image, and Xun Shou had already stepped a hundred steps into the bridge. Suddenly, the stone bridge shook, and nearly a hundred chains rushed out, like a net, strangling Xun Shou.

"Get out!"

On the bridge, a burst of shouting suddenly rose, Xun Shou's eyes flashed, and a large tortoise shell shield appeared from his hand.

Boom boom boom...

In just a moment, the chains fell on the tortoise-shell shield. Xun Shou groaned and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Immediately, there was a horrified light in his eyes. He used the recoil force and planned to rush into the vast fog at the risk of serious injury.

Just as Xun Shou was about to step into the fog, suddenly, in the fog, there seemed to be a light music, graceful and gentle. Xun Shou focused his eyes and kept his mind, not affected at all.

Huh!

Accompanied by a sound of breaking wind, a palm slowly stretched out from the fog.

The palm was slender, and what made people's scalp numb was that this palm was covered with creepy green hair, and the nails were curved, like sharp blades.

How could Xun Shou never have thought that there were still living beings in this fog?

He was almost scared to death, and then, he held a talisman in his hand.

Seventh-grade escape light talisman!

At the moment when the green-haired palm easily broke his body's protective essence, Xun Shou had already crushed the talisman, and turned back immediately like a stream of light.

Bang!

With a muffled sound, Xun Shou rolled on the ground for several breaths, and then he vomited a large mouthful of blood with a wow, looking at the depths of the fog with horror.

The green-haired palm had disappeared silently, hidden in the vast fog.

And in front of Xun Shou's chest, he flashed and turned into nothingness silently, as if decayed, and the flesh on his chest was even more decayed, filled with death.

"What?"

A group of great monks who had reached the state of transformation looked at the fog bridge with fear on their faces.

Even Xun Shou was almost killed in it, how could they be spared?

"Didn't Master Liuchen say that since Tianxiao Pavilion has no master and the restrictions are almost decayed, we can easily cross it?" A great cultivator of the Huanyun Sect was pale.

The strongest among their many great cultivators of the Huanyun Sect could not cross this long bridge, how could they cross this bridge?

Among the present, there were three or five great cultivators of the Huanyun Sect who were also pale. They were all Xun and Chang generations, and the strongest was only a mid-level cultivator of the Huanyun Sect. Even Xun Shou, who was a half-step true lord, had difficulty crossing the bridge, let alone them?

Tianxiao Pavilion is a treasure of the Hedao. If the restrictions here are still intact, even if they have a hundred courage, they dare not rush into it.

"Be patient!"

Suddenly, Xun Shou's eyes flashed with brilliance, and he sat cross-legged withThe magic power nourished the lifeless flesh on his chest.

After Xun Shou spoke, the many Huanyun Sect's Divine Transformation disciples became quiet.

The Tianyun Sect and other Divine Transformation masters focused their attention on Xun Shou.

Xun Shou was healing while transmitting his voice, "Uncle Liuchen is right. Although there are restrictions in this long bridge, the restrictions are indeed rotten. If I am not mistaken, the restriction chains are based on the rule of one chain per step. I stepped on the bridge more than a hundred steps before, but the restriction chains are less than a hundred. I have explored several places where the restrictions can be avoided. As long as you can follow me, you can cross this bridge!"

Speaking of this, Xun Shou frowned and continued to transmit his voice, "The only thing I can't see through is the green claws in the vast fog, which can take away life, rotten clothes and my blood. I will try again in a while."

After Xun Shou finished speaking, a group of great masters of the Incarnation of the Spirit were surprised and happy.

The other great masters of the Incarnation of the Spirit looked at the Huanyun Sect with an extremely ugly expression, especially the Tianyun Sect monks. They naturally didn't know what Xun Shou had discovered.

"I just don't believe it. I have practiced hard all my life. Am I afraid of an ownerless magic weapon?" After a few breaths, an old man's face showed anger. He looked at Xun Shou coldly, "There are so many talented people in the Northern Wilderness, not just your Huanyun Sect."

Immediately, the old man wanted to imitate Xun Shou and explore the restriction.

He stepped into the long bridge, landed on the bridge, and suddenly jumped, intending to cross the bridge.

Just when the old man stood up, he suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, as if he was suppressed by the mountains, and his body seemed to be twisted. Then, two restriction chains penetrated his body. With the flickering of the restriction, the old man's body turned into mist, and his clothes, bones and blood all turned into nothingness. Wisps of blood mist entered the vast mist, leaving only a little storage magic weapon, gathering on this bridge.

"Idiot!" Many Huanyun Sect disciples showed sarcastic expressions, and even laughed at them.

At this moment, a figure suddenly walked out of the crowd and walked towards the long bridge calmly.

"It's just a bridge, just walk across it."

Qin Xuan walked forward with his hands behind his back, and he looked back at the several great masters of the Tianyun Sect.

"My fellow apprentices, please watch carefully, uncle..."

"Help you cross the bridge!"