The grass is also magical. They obviously stepped on a lot of footprints when they walked by, but when they walked through the grass and turned back, those marks disappeared without a trace, just like no one has ever walked on that grass.
Hu Li Changtian said: "You don’t need to be surprised, and you don’t have to memorize the way you came, because when we look back, the way we came may have changed. Therefore, we just need to remember that the way back is in the east. The three-finger-shaped snow-capped mountains in the distance are the basis, just run in that direction, regardless of whether the foot is the way we came."
"What do you mean, the scenery here will change over time?" Bai Zhi was slightly surprised.
Hu Li nodded for a long time: "Yes, everything here is very mysterious, not mortal, don't think about it with common sense."
Yes, of course it is! This is Kunlun, the ancestor of Ten Thousand Mountains. It is said that there were immortals here in ancient times. It is normal that it is magical and mysterious.
What's more, it is naturally impossible to grow in such a cold region that has not changed for ten thousand years. Every plant and tree can be extraordinary.
Across a large area of grass, there is a river in front of which is covered with white mist. A stone arch bridge spans the river. Because of the mist, the stone bridge seems to be hidden in the dense fog of the fairy house, out of reach of mortals.
Xiaoqing pointed to the stone bridge and asked, "How can there be a bridge here? Who built the bridge here?"
Hu Li Changtian shook his head: "No one knows how this bridge came. Because of this bridge, this river is also called Wangchuan River, and that bridge is called Naihe Bridge."
Xiaoqing's face turned pale, and he murmured: "According to legend, the other side of the Wangchuan River is the underworld. After crossing the Naihe Bridge, you can forget your past and present lives. I don't know if it is true."
Bai Zhi smiled and said, "Of course it's not true. This is not a region. I guess this bridge was built by the ancestors who once lived here."
Hu Li nodded for a long time: "It should be so, let's go, only after passing this Naihe Bridge, we can truly enter the valley. The ice cicada is in the Yuguilin behind the magic incense forest."
Hearing that Bingchan was close in front of him, Bai Zhi immediately energized him and took the lead two steps forward: "Go, let's cross the bridge now."
Hu Li Changtian took the lead again: "I'll lead the way, you follow me, don't touch the bridge, and don't look down."
Xiaoqing asked: "Why? Why can't you look down?"
Hu Li Changtian turned his head and glanced at her, his expression a bit mysterious: "You don't want to know, just listen to me."
The more Hu Li Changtian was like this, the more he aroused Xiaoqing's curiosity. Human curiosity is like a box, Pandora's box, how can it be easily closed when it is opened
When they stepped closer, the stone bridge was no different from the ordinary stone bridge they had seen before. The only difference was that the stone bridge had no handrails to protect it, and it was made up of so bare bluestone bridge slabs.
Walking on the bridge, the fog is still very thick, thick like a bunch of cotton candy just out of the oven, and even feels a bit sticky. Before they reached the middle of the bridge, their pants were wet.
Xiaoqing stretched out his hand to touch the thick fog, as if touching a ball of cotton, soft and soft, it melted with a touch, and the palm of his hand was wet.
This place is really amazing, even the fog is so rare, this is the first time she really touched the fog.