Volume VI Cangtian] Chapter 14 Weaknesses

According to the 'Memory Seal Scroll', the place to enter the 'Iron Tree Dream Realm' is to enter the 'Pig Temple'/o/m hand and fight. Bar update super fast)

Murong Xiaotian walked over with Ling'er, and he couldn't arouse the slightest interest in the 'Pig God Temple' to take a closer look.

Not to mention that he couldn't brush the boss in the past two days, even if the boss was in it, he didn't have the heart to fight at all.

Isn't there a chance that it will explode the 'spirit of the city', but if this thing is enough, it's useless if there is more; Fama, the guilds of the federation have been established, and the 'spirit of the city' here in China is also there, and there is no need at all.

Because it is the 'invisible mén', there is no mén in this hall, and when I look at the time, more than a minute has passed, which means that the entrance to the 'pig temple' has been closed.

The next time you turn it on, it'll be an hour later.

In the whole 'Pig Temple', only the wall opposite the entrance is carved with a very peculiar and quaint pattern, and people who don't know it don't realize anything at all.

But Murong Xiaotian knew very well that in fact, this pattern was the mén of the space that entered the 'Iron Tree Dream Realm'.

And the key to unlocking the mén of space is the 'Scroll of Memory Seal'.

Standing in front of the wall, silently staring at the patterns on the wall for a while, Murong Xiaotian turned his head and said to Ling'er: "From here, I will enter the 'Iron Tree Dream Realm' It is estimated that I can't take you in, if you can't get in, you will wait for me here!" ”

"Good!" Ling'er nodded.

Murong Xiaotian really regretted bringing Ling'er to change jobs together, fortunately, this 'Pig Temple' is not a monster fighting area, and the boss will not be refreshed in the past two days, otherwise, I really don't know how to place her.

The moment the red light of the 'Memory Seal Scroll' was reflected in the pattern on the wall, the pattern disappeared, and a mén appeared on the wall, and the white light shone inside, and nothing inside could be seen from outside the mén.

"I'll go in first!" Murong Xiaotian greeted Ling'er and flashed into the mén.

The 'Memory Seal Scroll' is the only proof of entry and exit from the Spatial Mén.

Even if a player enters this 'pig temple' and sees this light, it is impossible to enter.

"Xian'er?"

It was dark and bright in front of him, obviously he had already entered the 'Iron Tree Dream Realm' through the mén of space, but the scene that suddenly appeared in front of him made Murong Xiaotian unable to believe it.

Tiefeng Mountain, will he actually be on Tiefeng Mountain? And standing in front of him, wasn't it the fairy who told himself that he would wait for him for 10,000 years when he left?

Shaking his head suddenly, Murong Xiaotian wanted to sober himself up, it seemed that his whole thinking was a little tricky.

Could it be that there is a problem with the transfer of space mén? Brought yourself to the world of Linglong?

However, even if there was really a problem with the mén of space, it was impossible for Xian'er to stand on the top of Tiefeng Mountain and wait for herself all the time, right? Moreover, the situation was exactly the same as when I was leaving.

Could it be that when you step into the mén of space, not only did you teleport incorrectly, but even the time went wrong? Brought him back to where he was?

"Big brother thief? Why did you just go out and come back? ”

Xian'er's words made Murong Xiaotian groan in pain, it seemed that it was really a misalignment of space and time, and he brought himself back to the time period when he entered the 'Linglong World' in the 'Nine-Story Linglong Refining Tower' and left Tiefeng Mountain.

"Husband, save me!"

Before he could recover from the shock, a voice that often appeared even in his dreams stirred up Murong Xiaotian's already húnluàn thoughts.

"Xiaowei!" Murong Xiaotian's pupils instantly dilated several times, and his entire heart was about to jump out of the xiōng cavity.

At the intersection of the top of Tiefeng Mountain, two two-headed demon beasts dragged an NV child who was entangled in iron chains, who was not Xiaowei?

You must know that the demon world is also part of the 'Linglong world', and it is not impossible for Xiaowei to be beaten into the demon world and appear in this place.

"Big brother! Get me out of here, okay? Xian'er stretched out her hand to Murong Xiaotian, her eyes full of infinite emotion and longing.

"Husband, save me!" At the intersection, Xiaowei's miserable and helpless voice seemed to tear apart Murong Xiaotian's heart.

One, with the promise of 10,000 years of waiting, not only saved his life, but also endowed him with the power of demon power and the skill of 'five-tone lore', stretched out his hand and waited for his hug.

The other, making a declaration of love with his life, was in front of him at this time, ruthlessly destroyed by the two demon beasts, Xiaowei's helpless eyes made Murong Xiaotian's heart burn with a fiery impulse.

He couldn't, couldn't just watch Xiaowei suffer.

However, Murong Xiaotian suddenly closed his eyes, because he couldn't change jobs, he hadn't been able to learn the 'fusion and forgetfulness technique', but what his master told him made him remember it deeply.

That is the highest state of 'fusion and forgetfulness', that is, if 'selflessness' doesn't even exist for itself, how can the enemy hit you?

'Selflessness' is impossible, but what Murong Xiaotian has to do now is 'forget me!' ’

Let the brain become empty, forget that you are there, forget that the fairy is in front of you, forget Xiaowei's cry that tears her heart; Even, forget about your own existence.

Let your mind be completely empty, there is nothing in it, let your mind and ears be completely closed, and completely insulated from the outside world.

"Haha, young man, it's very good, congratulations, you have passed the trial of the third turn of the 'Demon Summoning Warrior' profession!" Suddenly, an old voice sounded in Murong Xiaotian's ears, waking up Murong Xiaotian in 'self-forgetfulness'.

When I opened my eyes, what Tiefeng Mountain, Xian'er, Xiaowei, all of these were gone; It turned out that everything was nothing but an illusion.

In front of me, there was a valley, and it was a completely closed valley, surrounded by towering cliffs, and there was no way out.

Only behind Murong Xiaotian, there was a space mén, emitting a blazing white light, which was where Murong Xiaotian came in.

There is obviously a layer of sealing enchantment in the sky, needless to say, this is a special realm, and there will be no night here.

The valley is not very large, from the center of the valley to the edge of the perimeter, the radius is less than fifty meters, and in the whole valley, there is only one thing.

That's the red tree in the middle of the valley.

From the trunk of the tree, to the branches, to the leaves, all of them are red, reflecting the whole valley in red.

There is no doubt that this is the 'Iron Tree Dreamland'.

And in front of Murong Xiaotian, there was a white-bearded old man, who was the one who spoke just now.

However, the old man's existence is very illusory, not like a real person, but more like a shadow.

"What happens if I don't pass the trial?" Murong Xiaotian looked at the old man and asked calmly.

"Then you can only report to the novice village! How can a person who lacks concentration and judgment become the descendant of the 'Red Blood God of War'? The old man replied ruthlessly.

“cào！ It's dangerous! Murong Xiaotian wiped his cold sweat, just now, he almost wanted to rush over to save Xiaowei; As long as you move, it means that you have failed the trial.

"The so-called illusion is born from the heart, and the illusion I cast on you is aimed at the knot in your heart, which can be said to have hit your weakness; But I didn't expect you to be unmoved, boy, it's really yours! The white-bearded old man smiled and nodded.

"Actually, if it weren't for your drawing, maybe I would have failed!" Murong Xiaotian replied with a wry smile.

"Drawing snakes? How do I draw snakes? "The white-bearded old man mōmō beard, with a suspicious look on his face.

"At first, I really thought I had made a mistake in the spatial teleportation and was teleported to before; However, when Xiaowei appeared, I knew that all this was fake! Murong Xiaotian replied calmly.

"Why?" The old man still didn't quite understand!

"Because, when I left Tiefeng Mountain, I didn't know Xiaowei at all, you shouldn't put two different time spaces in the same scene!" Murong Xiaotian said with a smile.

"Huh!" The white-bearded old man was stunned for a moment, then immediately stretched out his thumb and praised: "Yes, you have a brain, a calm heart, and accurate judgment, it seems that you are the best candidate to inherit the 'Red Blood God of War'." ”

"So, can I go to the Iron Tree and have a look?" Murong Xiaotian stretched out his hand and pointed to the iron tree in the middle of the valley.

He didn't have time to listen to the nonsense of this shadowy old man, he just wanted to take the iron tree and flash people, Ling'er was still waiting for him outside!

"Young man, don't worry, I still have something to do for you, listen to me a few more words, it will only be good for you and no harm!"

"Okay! Say it! Murong Xiaotian stretched out his nose and nodded helplessly.

Don't fuck it, it's another super long old legend.

"More than a thousand years ago...... the old man sighed, as if remembering, and pulled his eyes back to that ancient era.

"Stop!" The old man only said five words, and was directly intercepted by Murong Xiaotian: "Don't tell me about the ancient war a thousand years ago, I'm tired of hearing it, just keep it simple, and you can do what you need me to do next!" ”

"Before the 'National War' starts, find all the five major genera and the world's first divine craftsman, otherwise, you will have to go back to the novice village to report! What do you think? Simple enough, right? The white-bearded old man glared at Murong Xiaotian and roared wildly.

"This, no, what are the five genera xìng fetish? Can you elaborate on that? Murong Xiaotian smiled awkwardly and stretched out his nose.

"It's you who thinks I'm verbose, and you're you who think I'm simple, what do you think of me?"

"No, you can't go to extremes! Either just say a lot, or, just two sentences; At least, what do you tell me, what do these five genera xìng fetishes look like? Where is it possible? In this way, I have a clue to find it! Murong Xiaotian could only smile bitterly.