Standing in front of the chain bridge, facing the bottomless cliff, Chen Chen looked to the other side of the cliff and said, "Master, shall we walk over there?"

The old monk smiled and said: "Yes, do you dare to leave?"

Chen Chen said confidently: "Why don't you dare?"

After saying that, he jumped up first and stood firmly on the iron chain with his two pairs of paws.

The cat's balance is super good. Chen Chen stood on the icy iron chain as if he were walking on flat ground, and with the help of small flesh pads, he didn't feel slippery.

The old monk took out another lantern from his body. After lighting the wick inside, he also walked carefully on the other iron chain.

"Master, although I can't see your cultivation, I know that you must be very powerful. You don't need a lantern to illuminate the snowy mountains, right? And it's broad daylight!" Chen Chen finally couldn't help his curiosity.

"This is a guiding light. Changbai Mountain is not as simple as you think. As long as we have it, we will not go in the wrong direction." The old monk said, having already taken a small step.

With the strength of the old monk, he was able to quickly cross this chain bridge, but he had to walk across it step by step, so Chen Chen accompanied him across it.

Soon they reached the middle of the chain. At this time, the wind blowing from the cliffs on both sides became colder. Chen Chen felt that his cat hair was standing on end and the chain was shaking unsteadily.

Chen Chen stood firmly on it with both pairs of paws, and the old monk did the same, walking leisurely.

Under the iron chain, there are also many ice spikes hanging, which must have accumulated over the years. They are like sharp swords, blown by the wind, and the ice spikes collide together, making a crisp sound.

"Master, what exactly is an ice snake? A snake?" Chen Chen asked again.

"When you see it, you will know it." After the old monk finished saying this, he took two more steps.

Chen Chen fell into deep thought.

At this time, the old monk said again: "In the first half of his life, the poor monk was trembling with fear, walking on thin ice, and wandered on the edge of sin several times. The poor monk was not afraid of death, but he could not die, but he died in the end."

After hearing what he said, Chen Chen looked over curiously, not knowing what to say for a while.

A look of pain flashed across the old monk's face, as if he was recalling the unbearable past, and he added: "Now that the poor monk has really stepped on thin ice, he is standing steadily, and he is more solid than ever."

"It's a pity. After so many years, I never imagined that this chain bridge would become like this."

As if he was about to tell his story, Chen Chen asked casually: "Master, who built this chain bridge that is so long?"

The old monk sighed: "The Iron Cable Bridge was built more than 160 years ago. The poor monk was still the supervisor of the project. It can be said that it was built by the poor monk."

More than one hundred and sixty years?

Old monk or overseer?

Chen Chen couldn't help but look at the old monk again, but saw that his face was plain and his appearance was similar to that of a man in his forties. He didn't look that old, and he didn't look like someone who had lived for more than 160 years.

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"Could it be said that after he died and was resurrected by the power of the Bronze Gate, he would be immortal as long as he did not leave Changbai Mountain?" Chen Chen had this idea in his mind.

The old monk didn't know the shock in Chen Chen's heart. He only saw him bend down, break an ice spike under the iron chain, and then take out a little flame from the lantern. The seemingly ordinary flame actually ignited the ice spike.

Chen Chen didn't know what he meant by doing this, but then he threw the burning ice spike down the cliff.

The flames of the ice spike fell rapidly and were clearly visible in the boundless darkness. It was not until almost twenty seconds after falling that a little bit of fire could still be seen.

"How deep is this cliff?" Chen Chen said in surprise.

"It's very deep, bottomless. Changbai Mountain is a place full of secrets." The old monk smiled and said, "In order to build this chain bridge, I watched many workers fall with my own eyes, leaving no trace of their bodies."

Chen Chen was even more puzzled and asked: "Why did you build a chain bridge in such a ghost place back then?"

The old monk shook his head and said nothing.

Chen Chen knew that he still had many secrets that he didn't want to tell, but in order to get the fire snake and find the bronze door, he didn't want to waste time on these stories, so he just kept on going.

Just when he was thinking this, Chen Chen lowered his head and suddenly looked at the bottom of the cliff, in a place filled with endless darkness, where a little fire was rising.

"What's this?"

Chen Chen suddenly said: "Master, look!"

Could it be that the ice spikes thrown by the old monk just now floated up? But it was impossible. The ice spikes had a certain weight and would not float upward.

The old monk lowered his head and was shocked. He only watched him think for a moment: "I can't see what it is, wait a minute!"

So they all stopped, and the middle of the cliff became quiet. Apart from the whistling wind, the only sound was the breathing of Chen Chen and the old monk.

When the fire came close, Chen Chen still couldn't see clearly what it was. He just felt it was very erratic and unpredictable.

The old monk suddenly stamped his foot on the chain bridge, and the ice spikes hanging upside down on the chain vibrated for a while, and then they all fell down.

Those ice spikes suddenly disappeared when they were about to approach the blue light, but after a while, there were many more dots of light at the bottom of the cliff.

It's like there are bright stars flowing in the dark night sky, brilliant and beautiful.

"How is this possible? Could it be..."

The old monk was shocked, but he stopped mid-sentence. The way he spoke made Chen Chen feel uncomfortable.

"Master, have you thought of something?" Chen Chen asked. He only felt that Changbai Mountain was full of all kinds of strange phenomena.

"This is impossible. When the chain bridge was being built, many workers slipped and fell. I have been to the bottom of the valley, and there was absolutely nothing down there. Why is this?" the old monk said with a trembling voice.

"Will there be any monsters awakening below? Now that the spiritual energy has revived, many ancient creatures have also awakened." Chen Chen said.

"It's also possible." The old monk said with a gloomy face.

But at this time, there were more and more firelights, densely packed and floating upward from the bottom of the cliff, as bright as the Milky Way in the sky. This picture was beautiful, but also terrifying.

Chen Chen didn't know what to do or what was floating up, so he could only look at the old monk.

The old monk has been in Changbai Mountain for more than 160 years. He must have seen many unexplainable things.

After a long time, the old monk suddenly shouted: "No, leave quickly!"

As soon as his voice fell, he stepped on the chain and walked quickly to the other end.

Chen Chen already wanted to speed up. He immediately followed behind the old monk, his two pairs of paws beating rapidly.

At this moment, Chen Chen could feel a cold chill on his back. He looked back and saw that the flames had risen above the cable bridge.

Thousands of light points gathered together, like a huge light curtain, reflecting on them.
Chapter completed!