"Then again, you've been here alone for two hundred years to take care of these things, so it seems that they're really important?" Su Mufeng said curiously.

The white-robed woman said lightly: "What Qing left here is just a wisp of incarnation, and three hundred years have passed. As for the things that are guarded by the land of the town, it is the heritage of the human race, if there is a catastrophe between heaven and earth, and the Tao of literature is gone, the human race can also rely on these heritage to make a comeback. ”

Su Mufeng nodded.

This sentence translates to this, what I have here is very valuable, come and grab it.

The white-robed woman said: "I have explained the origin of the town seal land to Your Excellency, I don't know when Your Excellency will leave?" ”

"Well, I have one last question...... Su Mufeng smiled: "You just said that the blood lotus can save Ye Ming's life, that is, it can be used as a magic medicine for the flesh and bones of the living dead?" ”

Although the surface was very calm, Su Mufeng's hands were already clenched.

If this conclusion is true, then he doesn't need to wait for Han Fei to grow up, he only needs to use the blood lotus to wake up his sister.

The white-robed woman nodded and said, "The blood lotus integrates the essence of the ancient dragon and the aura of heaven and earth, and if there is medicine to help, it can cure all diseases in the world." ”

"Medicine?" Su Mufeng frowned.

The white-robed woman explained: "The medicinal power of the blood lotus is too strong, and it is impossible to bear it if it is eaten below Hanlin, and it needs to be relied on by the medicine." ”

Su Mufeng asked, "Do you still have the medicine in your hand now?" ”

The white-robed woman shook her head and said, "Back then, Confucius Sheng traveled around the world, and he once obtained three pairs of medicine from the medical saint Bian Que. ”

The medical saint Bian Que.

Su Mufeng's eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a smile.

"Thank you."

Of course, this sentence is sincere.

The white-robed woman said: "I think that Your Excellency has relatives and friends who are sick and need blood lotus healing, so you can give you a plant, but the premise is that Your Excellency leaves immediately and will never enter the land of the town in the future." ”

Su Mufeng shook his head and said, "I'm sorry." ”

This sentence is also sincere.

The white-robed woman frowned slightly, "What does Your Excellency mean?" ”

Su Mufeng said lightly: "I want it all." ”

The white-robed woman's face changed, and she said angrily: "Your Excellency is too deceitful! The blood lotus is a treasure of the human race, how can it be taken by one person? ”

"Terran treasures?" Su Mufeng raised his eyebrows and said, "I'm sorry, the Terran of the Central Continent has nothing to do with me. ”

Su Mufeng came from another world, he was originally a passerby, and he had a sense of closeness to the Middle-earth human race, but he had no sense of belonging.

His only bond with this world is named Han Fei.

That was his only disciple, the only person he valued in this world.

For the sake of that naïve ideal, Han Fei will surely embark on a killing journey of conquest by the nations.

Along the way, there was a bloody rain, and the white bones and corpses paved the way.

Su Mufeng is a teacher who has no real skills, he will only take the things of his ancestors all day long, and even for such a trivial matter as teaching Han Fei, he has to find tutoring under the snow first.

He only has the name of a half-saint, but it is impossible for him to shelter his disciples from the wind and rain for a long time like a real half-saint.

Han Fei's path is bound to be lonely and tortuous.

All Su Mufeng could do was leave something insignificant for that child.

What about abandoning the so-called conscience for her sake?

Hearing Su Mufeng's words, the white-robed woman's expression became extremely cold for a while, and she said indifferently: "Since you don't think you are a Middle-earth human race, then Qing doesn't have to be polite." ”

Su Mufeng smiled and said, "Please take care of yourself." ”

The white-robed woman stopped speaking, a thought flashed, and a pale wolf pen appeared in her hand.

She looked at Su Mufeng, who had no movement, and said coldly: "Take out your Wenbao and fight with Qing." ”

Su Mufeng shook his head and said, "Didn't I say it?" Please, I don't need any weapons yet. ”

"Although Qing is a distraction, he has been guarding this place for three hundred years, and he can't practice, but three hundred years ago, he was already a scholar, although I can't see your realm, but I have never heard of your existence in my memory, and I must not be a new half-saint."

"Even if you want to fight with Qing without Wenbao, it is impossible to get a bargain."

The white-robed woman said coldly: "I'll give you another chance to take out Wenbao." ”

Su Mufeng shook his head with a smile, turned around, and walked straight towards the dragon remains and blood pool.

The white-robed woman's expression was grim, she no longer spoke, and the wolf pen waved in the void, and the pale golden streamer swirled and danced, interweaving a simple handwriting - "seal".

It was one of the origins of the orthodox writing of the Yin Shang era, the oracle bone inscription, and the Wendao.

This is the most basic and mysterious usage of the text of the Tao, borrowing the words of the ancient ancestors, using talent as a guide to call on the power of heaven and earth.

If it is the realm of Confucianism, he can even turn the word "sword" into a sword array, and the word "soldier" into a thousand armies.

The oracle bone inscription flashed away in the void, and at the same time, not far from Su Mufeng's feet, pale golden streamers rotated rapidly, intertwining and outlining a complex and mysterious formation, imprisoning Su Mufeng in it.

Su Mufeng's footsteps froze, and he looked at the golden formation under his feet with interest.

The white-robed woman put down the wolf pen in her hand and said lightly: "As long as you don't move around at will, the sealing array will not hurt you." I'll send you straight out of the fiefdom, and if I see you again, I won't show mercy to you. ”

Su Mufeng smiled dumbly and said, "You are really soft-hearted. ”

The white-robed woman said solemnly: "Confucianism is reverent, you just entered the sealed place by mistake, as long as your behavior does not touch the bottom line, Qing will not hurt you." ”

Su Mufeng smiled slightly.

He took a step forward and stepped directly over the so-called sealing formation.

The white-robed woman's pupils constricted, her expression became solemn, and she said: "I see, I underestimated you, but I didn't expect that in just three hundred years, there was such a young Confucian in Central Continent...... Nine Palace Heavenly Lock! ”

Before the white-robed woman could finish speaking, the quaint chains wrapped around the dragon's remains in the distance began to flicker, and countless complex and mysterious runes flowed on it.

At the end of the chain fixed on the ground, a streamer of light rushed down the ground and rushed towards the direction where Su Mufeng was.

Su Mufeng didn't have the slightest intention of dodging, and the streamer only took less than a second to reach his feet.

In the next moment, a mysterious formation that was countless times more complex than the previous sealing array was formed.

At the edge of the formation, four golden light curtains rose into the sky, intertwined and entangled, forming a huge cage that locked Su Mufeng in it.

Su Mufeng blinked, feeling that the sound and light effects this time were much more beautiful than last time.

The white-robed woman slowly stepped forward and said, "There is no need to try to break the formation anymore, the Nine Palace Heavenly Lock is the magic weapon of Kong Sheng, which contains the gossip of King Wen and the holy way of 'rites', and within the category of 'incivility' it identifies, even a great Confucian cannot get out." ”

"Three hundred years ago, the evil dragon that ravaged the world was imprisoned by the Nine Palaces Heavenly Lock, even if the dragon's heart is still there, and the Heavenly Lock Town is sealed, it will not be able to regain its life."

"Qing said it again one last time, if you are captured, Qing will naturally send you out of the town of the feud. If you forcibly resist again, Qing will suppress you here for thirty years! ”

Looking at the solemn and cold expression of the white-robed woman, Su Mufeng suddenly wanted to tease her.

The corners of his mouth curled into a malicious smile.