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A white shadow swept around the house at a speed like the wind, and swept away into the distance.

The guard's family seemed to sense something, rubbed his eyes, and patted the person beside him, "Night Breeze, look, did something pass just now?" before rubbing his eyes again, staring in one direction, as if there was really something there.

The man called Night Wind impatiently slapped the hand off his shoulder.

"Someone, you're dreaming, it's raining at night, go to sleep...", muttered and rolled over and fell asleep again. Yeyu looked around in confusion, the wind, could it be that he was wrong?

That figure, naturally, was none other than Huang Bing, and was sweeping in the direction of Xuanyou Mansion at the moment.

Xuanyu Mansion is not really a mansion, but a cave. It is said that there is a thousand-year-old piece of black iron in the cave, but I have never heard of anyone finding it. Dark iron, though not the rarest material, is just right for daggers. So, Huang Bing decided to explore the Xuanyou Mansion at night.

In a few breaths, Xuanyou Mansion appeared in front of Huang Bing's eyes. Through the thin moonlight, you can see the wild grass outside the cave, and the indescribable desolation and desolation linger in my heart. The sound of the wind blowing through the grass is like the whining of pedestrians, and it is creepy. In the end, he is a person who walks between life and death, but Huang Bing is not afraid of this.

The moment he stepped into the cave, Huang Bing's good-looking brows frowned. No, the wind is blowing in the cave outside, but you can't feel anything when you step into the cave, it's surprisingly quiet here, and the darkness that you can't see your fingers is weird. Huang Bing cheered up his spirit, and his ice-blue eyes looked extraordinarily bright in this darkness. Step by step, one step at a time, you can't look at all directions, you listen to all directions, and don't let go of the slightest movement. However, there was nothing more than the sound of unhurried footsteps.

After walking for half an hour, a faint light gradually appeared in front of him, and Huang Bing sped up his steps. Suddenly it stopped again. In front of her was the end of the cave. Huang Bing's expression became strange, there was no road, where did the light come from?

Huang Bing moved to look elsewhere, but stopped after taking a step. Blue eyes stared at the ground under his feet, stomped twice, and then retracted a step to make a sound elsewhere. Really......

The corners of Huang Bing's mouth slightly hooked up an arc, and he almost missed it. Taking a few steps back, his right hand condensed a phantom force and struck directly at the place where he had just stood. After a dull sound of "...... bump", a man-sized hole appeared in front of him, and from the hole a sparse light emanated, white as if it were nothing. Without any hesitation, Huang Bing leaned over and jumped down, not into the tiger's den, but the tiger, the Mediterranean Sea can be traversed, and the valley of death can still be set foot in, let alone here.

However, the scene under the cave was disappointing. A stone house, a stone-carved bed, a stone-carved table and chairs, and a small moonstone inlaid on the wall emitted a faint light.

No, it's not. Huang Bing's brows furrowed, he reached out and slowly groped forward, and stopped at a place, sure enough, this stone house has another mystery......

The moment Huang Bing's fingers touched, a light blue barrier-like thing appeared in front of him, like water ripples, like wind marks, like moonlight scattering. Is this an enchantment?

Huang Bing suddenly remembered that he seemed to have seen a record of enchantments in the general history of the mainland. The people on the Canglan Continent all practice phantom power, and everyone has a phantom root in their body since birth, and the root veins are thick, the higher the grade, and the level of the phantom root grade is the level of cultivation talent. When you practice to a certain height, you can use your magic power to condense into an enchantment. However, it has been a long time since there has been such a master on the main road, and now there is an enchantment here, so ......

With this barrier, even if the treasure hunters find it, they will not be able to enter it. But what is there in this stone house that deserves such protection?

Huang Bing tried to condense the magic power into a sword blade and cut towards the enchantment, however, what he didn't expect was that when the sword blade touched the enchantment, it seemed to meet a spring and rebounded back, so he simply dodged in time, only scratching his fingers.

Huang Bing looked around, and in the corner behind him, a few dry bones were scattered all over the place. I think these people are also trying to break the barrier with violence like her, but they don't want the barrier to have a rebound effect, and they are injured by their own power and finally die. Huang Bing gasped unconsciously, but fortunately she only tentatively played less than a point of strength. Otherwise, the consequences are unimaginable. This enchantment is really weird. However, if she can't open the enchantment, how can she get in, will she go back like this, unwilling to return in vain......

Huang Bing reached out again to reach out to the barrier, trying to find some clues. But I saw that where the phantom blade was cut on my finger, a trace of learning was stained on the enchantment along the fingertips, and then, it actually melted into it, and the enchantment still maintained a clear light blue, without the slightest variegation. Huang Bing frowned, this ...... It's so weird......

However, before she could think about it, a clear line appeared on the barrier, "Identification in progress, please wait".

Huang Bing only felt a burst of thunder rolling above her head, Rao was as calm as her, and her eyes widened in faux pas. This, this is obviously a product of modern electronic technology, how can it be here? She doesn't think that this place is advanced enough to use electronic technology. In an instant, a thousand thoughts appeared in Huang Bing's mind, and this day seemed to be more interesting.

"Identification passed, please enter, welcome" A burst of white light lingered on the barrier, the sound of machinery sounded, and the barrier disappeared.

Huang Bing stretched out his hand to test it, and sure enough, the enchantment disappeared. As soon as his feet stepped into the room, Huang Bing only felt a huge change in front of him, and when he stopped, everything around him changed again.

The small stone house is beautifully decorated. The walls are inlaid with luminous stones, which make the whole room look like a sunny day. On the other wall are several relief murals, the pictures are clear and exquisite. In the center of the room, a black wooden box was placed at the top of a white jade table, and the box exuded an ancient atmosphere of desolation. At that moment, Huang Bing felt as if she was being moved, her heart was beating faster and faster, and it seemed to have some kind of resonance with the things in the box, and the spontaneous sense of familiarity held her heart tightly, and her eyes locked the box tightly.

Huang Bing stretched out his hand to touch the box, but retracted sharply. No, she vaguely felt that once she opened the secret of this box, she would never have a peaceful day again.

Gently closing his eyes, he sighed for a long time, opened them again, turned and stood in front of the murals, carefully looking at the contents of each one.