When Qin Feng opened his eyes and saw the bright light, he had already come to a new space.

This kind of spatial teleportation array, Qin Feng had already experienced it twice before when he entered the underground sealing space in the Tibetan Sword Blade and inside the enchantment outside the academy, and his body began to gradually adapt to the changes in this space, except for a brief dizziness, he no longer felt like vomiting.

The first time he came to the new environment, Qin Feng had already made the necessary precautions, and after his physical state recovered, he immediately began to observe the surrounding situation.

Looking up, the eyes are full of tall vegetation, a strange flower and plant are one or two meters high, the trees not far away are more than ten meters high, some individual stout giant trees are up to twenty or thirty meters, and the sky above the head is floating with flowing clouds.

Everything around us is like a real world, but hidden deep underground.

Looking at the illusion-like scenes around him, Qin Feng knew that these were all real.

Whether it is flowers and trees, light and wind, they are all real.

"Hurry up and keep up. ”

Murong Xue's voice came from the front, and Qin Feng's thoughts were interrupted, and he hurriedly followed.

Along the way, apart from some strange flowers and plants that I have never seen before, there is nothing else to discover, which is a good situation.

Qin Feng didn't feel like he was facing a swarm of Holy Blood Mantis worms again.

The scope of this world is very large, and after walking for about half an hour, the two of them came to an open area.

I saw twelve stone seats up to five or six meters high in a circle, and in the center was an ancient well, which was very similar to the ancient well seen in the palace, and it was also bottomless, but the mouth of this ancient well was more than ten times larger.

Although the twelve stone seats are all in varying degrees of dilapidation and appear to have been abandoned for a long time, the ground near the stone seats is devoid of any vegetation and remains unproportionately clean, and there seems to be some invisible force around them.

Qin Feng and Murong Xue looked nearby for a while, and there was nothing else except for a sentence engraved on the ancient well.

"Only by picking up the first sword can we see hope. ”

As for the "original sword" in this sentence, neither of them knew what it meant.

In fact, Murong Xue didn't know anything about this world, before she was born, Murong Baichuan had disappeared, and her impression of her grandfather was all heard from her father.

After searching for no result, Murong Xue took out the spirit pen, infused it with spiritual power, and wrote in the air on the ancient well.

Not long after, Murong Xue used Zhen Bing's spiritual power to write the "Cangjie Chapter", "Calendar Chapter", "Erudite Chapter", "Discipline Chapter", and "Joy Chapter" in mid-air, but there was no change in Gujing.

Seeing this, Murong Xue also fell silent.

According to her guess, this should be the formation eye of the Wucang Array, and the five Wucang texts should be the key to activate the formation eye, but it has no effect.

"Is it because the Spiritual Pen is incomplete?"

Murong Xue was thinking in her heart, and Qin Feng also came to the ancient well.

I saw a piece of golden light pouring out of Qin Feng's body, reflecting on the five cangwen in the sky above the ancient well, and the cangwen font of Zhen Bing's book was immediately like a layer of golden light, dazzling.

Dots of golden mangs were scattered from the cangscript font and floated into the bottomless ancient well.

In addition, there was a golden light projected out of the cangwen and landed on the broken twelve stone seats, only to see that the golden light gradually condensed twelve huge golden figures on the stone seats.

These golden figures are all swordsmen, sitting on stone seats, with the same long sword in their hands in front of them, and their hands on the sword, the whole scene looks solemn.

Suddenly, a glimmer of light flashed in Qin Feng's eyes, and then everything around him fell into darkness.

In the endless darkness, I saw a golden light coming out of the ancient well, condensing golden stone slabs in mid-air, paving a golden staircase, extending to the top of the heavenly dome.

"You ended up here. ”

Above the heavenly dome, a majestic voice fell, like a thunderclap.

Although the momentum was very loud, Qin Feng could hear it, and there was a trace of helplessness in his voice, and just as Qin Feng was still thinking about it, the majestic voice exploded in his ears again.

"There's not much time, so let's hurry up. ”

Qin Feng was startled, and looked around, in addition to the darkness, where were the figures of the previous Twelve Stone Seats, Gu Jing and Murong Xue.

Although he was vigilant in his heart, he had no other choice, so Qin Feng had to step on the golden ladder and climb the stairs.

At the end of the golden staircase is a mysterious and brilliant starry sky.

A middle-aged man in a blue robe was standing in the middle of the starry sky, quietly looking at Qin Feng who was walking forward, and said, "You are finally here, and my mission is completed." ”

"You are?"

Walking closer, Qin Feng saw the middle-aged man's face clearly.

The angular faces did not make people feel rigid, especially the pair of sword eyebrows, the edge was revealed, as if there was a thousand catties of sword intent.

The middle-aged man looked at Qin Feng and said with a smile on his face, "Who am I, you should have guessed it in your heart." ”

Indeed, the first time he saw Qin Feng, Qin Feng thought of someone in his heart.

"Senior Murong Jian?"

Hearing Qin Feng's words, the middle-aged man immediately ignored his image and asked angrily, "What?

Qin Feng was taken aback when he heard the middle-aged man's tone, he didn't expect that the seemingly solemn and majestic senior in front of him would actually care that others couldn't guess his identity, so he had to say in passing, "May I ask who the senior is?"

The middle-aged man was still selling Guan Zi and said, "Who founded Baichuan Academy?"

"Are you Murong Baichuan's senior?"

Qin Feng couldn't believe that the middle-aged man in front of him was actually Murong Baichuan, who disappeared fifty years ago.

However, Qin Feng also knew that in the process of cultivation, the monk could slow down the aging of the body, especially after reaching the Spirit Venerable realm, the aging of the body would stop, and the monk of the saint realm could even change his appearance and maintain his appearance and body at his peak.

Predecessors like Master Muyu and Duobao Daoren did not choose to change their aging faces and bodies.

It's just that Murong Baichuan's character really makes Qin Feng can't believe it.

The monk who has always existed in the legend is actually this kind of cynical character, and the gap is not small.

Murong Baichuan didn't care about Qin Feng's surprise, and said to himself, "Even if you still have a little vision." However, to be precise, I am just a doppelganger of Murong Baichuan, and I have been waiting here for thirty years. ”

"Thirty years?" Qin Feng was surprised in his heart, thirty years ago, wasn't it the year Murong Baichuan disappeared?

"Back then, I found that there was a threat under the Baichuan Academy that might affect the mainland, and the Demon Emperor also infiltrated the academy, looking for something, after leaving the formation eyes and doppelgangers of the Five Cang Array, my body went to solve the two troubles. ”

Murong Baichuan said, staring at Qin Feng tightly, and said, "As for your arrival, I deduced it from 'Jiazi Plastic'. ”

Speaking of this, Murong Baichuan looked up at the endless night sky around him, and after a long while, he continued, "Your arrival was just a possibility to deduce before. Now, since you're here, it means that the troubles that my ontology has solved have not been solved. It's time to come, it's still coming. ”

Qin Feng couldn't help but ask suspiciously, "Senior, what exactly is the trouble you are talking about?"

Hearing Qin Feng's question, Murong Baichuan slapped his palm on Qin Feng's right shoulder, only to see a line of silver light floating out of Qin Feng's body, floating away from his body for a meter or two, and then bouncing back into Qin Feng's body like a rubber band.

At this time, Qin Feng realized that it was only his own spirit body that had ascended here.

"Senior, what do you mean?"

Faced with Qin Feng's question, which was still completely unclear, Murong Baichuan suddenly touched his head helplessly, and reluctantly explained, "You, the incarnate, are really unqualified. Not only is the weak pitiful, but there is no sense of precaution at all. ”

"On this continent, there are many things that cannot be said or touched. Once you say it or touch it, you may fall into the trap set by some old guy or old monster. For example: fate is dead, karma is reincarnated, soul shackles, soul curses and other mysterious powers. Unknown effects and attacks ensued. ”

"The light that has just popped out of your body is the fate line related to you, each line may involve the corresponding person or thing, but it may also be the fate of the dead line that you have touched. Under normal circumstances, the Dead Line of Fate seems completely harmless. However, once the switch is triggered, it can be a big problem. ”

"Of course, the higher the realm, the more severely affected and attacked the monk is. Therefore, the higher the realm, the monks will be very careful about some forbidden things, which can be regarded as the restrictions of heaven and earth on monks. Perhaps, only by completely getting rid of the cage of heaven and earth can we achieve true freedom. ”

What Murong Baichuan said, Qin Feng had never heard of, especially the traps related to fate, cause and effect, and soul, which were too ethereal and illusory, and he had no relevant concepts at all.

However, Qin Feng had heard Master Muyu's words about cause and effect, and at that time, Qin Feng thought that the old-timers were naughty and childlike and did not take it seriously.

At this time, Qin Feng couldn't help but think in his heart, "Could it be that cause and effect really exist?"

"Forget it, it's okay if you don't understand. ”

Murong Baichuan suddenly changed the topic and continued, "Actually, when the body left me, it didn't find out what the specific danger was. So, I don't know what happened to the ontology later. ”

For Murong Baichuan's such a frank admission, Qin Feng had a black line on his face, this senior really didn't look like a serious guy.

"According to Jiazisu's deduction, you will be the one who will pick up the 'first sword', and you will also solve that danger. ”

As he spoke, Murong Baichuan made a move, and a golden oval sphere flew in front of Qin Feng.

"This is Jiazisu, and it will guide you to do what you have to do. ”

Jia Zishuo had already flown into Qin Feng's eyebrows in the blink of an eye, but Qin Feng still asked puzzledly, "Why did you choose me?" It stands to reason that Murong Xue is the only descendant of the Murong family, and she is also the most talented genius in our generation, so she is more suitable to inherit your will. ”

"You guy, why do you have so many questions, believe it or not, I hit you until you call your father and mother. ”

Seeing that Qin Feng's jaw was about to drop, Murong Baichuan understood what Qin Feng was thinking, and immediately scolded, "Does the predecessor have to be a serious and solemn appearance? I thought the guy waiting for me would be more interesting, but I didn't expect it to be as boring as my apprentices. ”

After scolding, Murong Baichuan finally said, "As for why it's not Murong Xue, that's another story." You don't have to be in a hurry, judging from the results of Jiazi's performance, you will soon know the reason for this. ”

After listening to Murong Baichuan's words, Qin Feng seemed to think of something, and hurriedly asked, "Could it be that you just deduced my future?"

"Hahaha, you're not too stupid after all. The children can be taught, the children can be taught. But don't be curious about the possibilities of the future. Because this involves fate and time, the limitations of the two forces, I just want to say, but I can't open my mouth at all. ”

"Little guy, you really care about Murong Xue's little girl. For the sake of you who have borne this burden, you can fulfill her. ”

Murong Baichuan's words made Qin Feng feel very strange.

He is obviously Murong Xue's grandfather, but in his words, he doesn't care much about this granddaughter, and the treatment is not even as good as that of Qin Feng, an outsider.

As soon as Murong Baichuan's words fell, four streamers flew out of his hand, and Qin Feng on the side could clearly see that it was the four parts of the Lingxi Pen that were missing.

When all these fragments are fused, the Pen is restored to its entirety.

A complete spirit pen is a heaven-level spirit weapon.