After leaving the Sifang Inn, Jiang Nanjun rushed to Sifang Village, thirty miles away, without stopping. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Info entered the village, and what piqued his interest the most was a dry well.

He first lay down at the mouth of the well and looked down, but when he didn't see any clues, he twisted a rope with a strip of rag and slid down the wall of the well. But when he reached the bottom of the well, he groped around, but found nothing.

In vain, he said to himself in discouragement: "Could it be that I made a mistake in my judgment this time, and I couldn't find the entrance to the base of the Changing Celestial Instrument through the underground sewer? But on the side wall of that wooden barrel, there is obviously still a bloody smell of saltpeter, even if it has been exposed to the scorching sun for so long, the smell has not completely dissipated! These can prove that Nangong Xiang is using this well water to drive the hydraulic linkage system of the Changing Heavens, and after the linkage device circulates a circle, the remaining saltpeter materials will be poured into the waste water and washed away. The distribution of water flow has always been the best road map, but it must be hidden under the dry well, why can't I find it?"

The time of stealth has not been short, and the two balls of divine energy on his shoulders may be dissipated at any time. He was furious, racking his brain to figure out which step had gone wrong.

I don't know if it was because of excessive anxiety, but suddenly, he felt dizzy, and an unknown source of exhaustion invaded his brain, and the clouds in front of him began to jump and gradually blur.

After a moment of confusion, he immediately realized what this exhaustion and dizziness meant, and said hurriedly: "Impossible! I have demon dragon poison hidden in my body, and demon dragons can resist illusions, Nangong Xiang is not so easy for me to be tricked!" But why do I react so strongly?"

The qi of the invisibility technique on his shoulders was all supported by internal force, and he wanted to divide some more to fight the exhaustion, so he couldn't bear it. Seeing that his legs were trembling, he had no choice but to quickly sit down at the bottom of the well and cross his legs to breathe.

Qi returned to the dantian, and he vomited a few times in succession, he improved slightly, and his sleepiness was not so heavy, so he slowly opened his eyes, wanting to continue the search in the dry well.

But when he looked at it again, he jumped up and down, and couldn't help but exclaim, it turned out that he had left the dry well and came to a courtyard.

He remembered that when he looked up from the bottom of the well, he saw a round wellhead and a cake-like canopy cut by the wellhead. However, at this time, there was a vast night sky on his head, and the crown of a peach blossom tree, lined with a royal blue background, appeared in sight, which looked very enchanting and very kind.

The pink petals fluttered down, and he caught a few, but before he could look closely, they flew away with the night wind.

And more petals, falling on his sideburns and shoulders, the familiar fragrance, bursting into his nose.

He turned around twice in a row, feeling that his feet were soft, and he looked down in amazement, but saw that his feet were stepping on the wet soil, and the dry and cracked mud at the bottom of the dry well had long since disappeared.

He looked around and saw a familiar stone table. A neat stone bench is placed next to the stone table, a half-read book is placed on the table, and there is a set of exquisite purple sand tea sets.

Seeing this situation, he burst into tears, and shouted three words in a distracted manner: "Compassion Pavilion!"

He said to himself in fear, "How is this possible......? Didn't I go down to the dry well in Sifang Village? How could I suddenly go back to the Jiangnan family?"

After talking to himself, vigilance replaced surprise, he believed that all this must be Nangong Xiang is making trouble! He has demon dragon poison on his body, and ordinary mental tricks are not close, so this demon finds out the most fragile emotions in his heart and uses them, in a vain attempt to kill him with a single move.

"I must cheer up, I must not lose the battle before I find the Heavenly Instrument!" he reminded himself that he was looking for the Yin Yan Sword again, but fortunately the sword was at his feet, so as soon as he stretched out his hand, the sword flew into his hand, and he was about to run out of the Compassion Pavilion.