"What's hidden in this ancient well?"

In front of the thatched house, Feng Qingyan frowned tightly, as if the ghost boy approached him just to lure him here.

The black fog of the ancient well rolls and rises into the sky.

At this time, he really wanted to see what was in the ancient well, but the feeling that the ancient well gave him was too dangerous, which made him hesitate a little.

He, a cloudy man, is not invincible here, and it seems that he will also die.

After a while, his gaze moved to the broken thatched house, looking at the faint golden light that came out of it, and said with some uncertainty: "If this is really Yunmeng Mountain, then this valley should be the Ghost Valley." ”

"This thatched cottage ......"

"Could it be Guiguzi's self-cultivation?"

"But how did you suddenly run out of Yunmeng Mountain and Ghost Valley? This is not in line with the world I am in. Feng Qingyan still frowned, staring at the few wisps of golden light and said lightly: "The power of these few wisps of golden light doesn't seem to be simple......

At this time, he used his divine eyes again, but his gaze could not pass through the thatched house.

He was silent for a while, then walked up to the hut, and when he reached the door, he stretched out his hand and pushed it.

I saw that the entire thatched house turned into a pile of ashes and fell, and a few faint golden rays of light were reflected in the ashes, dispelling the black fog around them.

Feng Qingyan was stunned for a moment, then stepped forward and picked up three mysterious bamboo slips from under the ashes.

Those few faint rays of golden light were emitted from the bamboo slips.

At this time, he looked at it curiously, the three bamboo slips were very ancient, exuding a vicissitudes of life, and also contained a mysterious charm.

There are obscure textures flashing on it, which makes people feel very extraordinary, and it is suspected to be a treasure of heaven and earth.

These three bamboo slips, all seven inches long and half an inch wide, are engraved with some ancient characters.

When Feng Qingyan saw these ancient characters, his brows furrowed slightly, and he had a sense of déjà vu.

"It's strange, I shouldn't have seen this kind of writing, why do I feel familiar?" Feng Qingyan was surprised in his heart.

"Is it the supreme supernatural power recorded above, or the mystery of heaven and earth?" He felt that these three bamboo slips were very mysterious and contained infinite power, but it was a pity that he couldn't peek into one or two.

After a moment, his eyes showed some surprise, and he said, "There should be seventy-eight bamboo slips to ......."

"Seventy-eight plus three, that's ninety-nine eighty-one ......"

The power exuded by these three bamboo slips has a mysterious power that makes the gods and ghosts unpredictable.

At this time, Feng Qingyan was holding three bamboo slips, and he finally felt a little at ease.

"I'm ......"

Feng Qingyan couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly, so he walked around the valley casually with three bamboo slips, and nothing special happened after walking around.

Very ordinary.

Except, of course, the ancient well.

At this time, Feng Qingyan walked up step by step with a bamboo slip, and when he put the bamboo slip on the ancient well, the black mist disappeared immediately.

He looked out and saw an ancient corpse floating in the well.

The face of the ancient corpse was shrouded in a faint mist, making it impossible to see the face.

"Who is this person?"

Feng Qingyan squinted his eyes and looked at it, puzzled: "Could it be Guiguzi?"

If it was Guiguzi, then how did he die in the ancient well? It seems that something really happened to Yunmeng Mountain, and Guigu has become a real Guigu......

At this moment, a black ghost claw suddenly stretched out from the ancient well, and the speed was very fast, as if it was going to pull Feng Qingyan down.

But the ghost's claw touched three bamboo slips, and as if they had been burned by fire, a puff of green smoke came out.

"Ahh

Screams were immediately heard from the bottom of the well.

Feng Qingyan frowned, and two divine lights shot out of his eyes, but unfortunately he still couldn't see through the ancient well.

It's not that his divine vision is ineffective, it's that his divine vision is not powerful enough.

"What secrets are hidden in this ancient well, how can a ghost claw stretch out? Moreover, this ghost claw, it doesn't seem to be simple, it's not even afraid of me, a cloudy man......

Feng Qingyan thought for a while, and when he looked down again, he found that the ancient corpse at the bottom of the well was gone.

Under the ancient well, there is only a pool of dark water, and only its own reflection.

Feng Qingyan looked at his reflection, and then his brows furrowed, because he saw the reflection nodding at him.

When he looked again, there was no reflection of himself.

"Huh?"

At this time, Feng Qingyan saw a black book in the well, and his face became a little solemn. The first time was an ancient corpse, the second time was a reflection of oneself, and the third time was a black book......

What is this book?

Feng Qingyan really wanted to fish it up and take a look.

"Hey, why is there one more crow?" When Feng Qingyan looked again, he found that there were more lifelike crows on the black book.

The black book does not look simple, and the longer you read it, the more extraordinary it feels, with an ancient and vicissitudes of life.

It contains a mysterious power that seems to suppress the ancient well.

Feng Qingyan was pondering, should he pick it up and take a look? But after it is fished up, will something happen to this ancient well?

"If you don't take it, you will be blamed!"

Feng Qingyan thought so, and he felt that this ancient well still couldn't help him.

When he came into contact with that pool of dark water, he suddenly seemed to enter a space-time channel.

Glowing lights flickered everywhere, and all kinds of mysterious symbols appeared.

At this time, he felt that there were fragments of time passing, the spatial hierarchy was disordered, and the physical and mental bodies were strongly impacted, which made people very uncomfortable.

It seems to be hovering between life and death.

The passage shone with a ghostly light, and the black mist steamed, making it look eerie and with no end in sight.

"This ancient well is really extraordinary!"

Li Tu was surprised and looked forward to it, but what about the black book?

The ghostly light flickered, and the back of the passage was foggy and blurry, and it was impossible to see what was inside, but all kinds of strange and strange sounds were faintly heard.

It seems to be the miserable screams of ghosts, or the sound of gnawing bones and meat, or the sound of desolate pleading.

Hearing these voices, Feng Qingyan frowned.

It's like a terrifying hell with all kinds of ghosts. However, he is the Yin Tianzi who is in charge of the underworld, what kind of ghost will put it in his eyes?

It's just that when he walked out of the passage, his body couldn't help but shake slightly, and he couldn't believe it.

"Reincarnation reincarnation rebirth coffin?!"

In front of him, there was a very huge bronze coffin, exuding an incomparably terrifying aura. Layers of sparkling were flickering, as if they were suppressing the passage and preventing the ghosts behind from escaping.

The bronze ancient coffin is carved with countless runes, which looks ancient and mysterious, exuding an ancient atmosphere, and I don't know how many years it has existed.

At this time, Feng Qingyan was shocked, how could there be a reincarnation reincarnation coffin here? This bronze ancient coffin is almost exactly the same as the reincarnation reincarnation coffin in the burial palace under the mountain.

He couldn't help but think of Feng Juxu's words: This bronze coffin was cast by my Feng clan after thousands of years with the strength of a country, and it was called the reincarnation and rebirth coffin. Some people call it the ghost coffin, or the coffin against the sky, which can help the person in the coffin to be reincarnated......

The territory of the Great Shang Empire, I don't know how many thousands of miles, has countless heavenly and earthly treasures. However, it took the strength of a country and thousands of years to cast a reincarnated reincarnation coffin......

And now, Feng Qingyan has seen the second one.

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