Zuo Feng didn't know where he was, or even how he got here. He even had some illusions just now, could he have died, this is the Huangquan Road that shelters the dead.

But he stayed here for a while, but no one else appeared. Even if he really died, at least there should be a guide to come out, right, and it seems a bit too much to say that he just threw himself here and ran around.

Think about it again, there are also a lot of family members and puppet spirit sect warriors who have just died before and after him, and if he dies, he should be with these people. Could it be that after different people die, they will be sent to different places? Facing such a strange place, Zuo Feng was also constantly thinking in his heart.

The brain kept thinking, and the feet were not idle, Zuo Feng recognized a direction and kept walking. He knew that it would be unwise to wait where he was at this time, and only to move and explore was the most important thing for him to do now.

Although in this completely unfamiliar place, the more you do, the more you may be wrong, but if you don't do anything, there is no danger, and obviously the danger is the same. So when Zuo Feng faced this situation, Zuo Feng began to explore without much thought.

The unknown has an indescribable attraction to anyone, drawing people to explore. This kind of stimulating feeling seems to stimulate a certain existence in Zuo Feng's body, making him want to continue to explore.

At first, Zuo Feng was still cautiously observing his surroundings, and he would be cautious and cautious with every step, but as Zuo Feng walked farther, he began to become more and more calm, as if he had returned to his own home. Because the longer he stayed here, the more he found that there was no danger in this place, and the mysterious wall of the city also made him feel a little bored after looking at it for a long time, and he really wanted something to appear, even if it was danger.

But there was nothing, the city wall on the right side could not be seen at a glance, and on the left side was a thick fog, and there was nothing behind the thick fog. He actually had some impulse in his heart, and he wanted to see what was behind the fog, as if a closed box was in front of him, and the contents of the box made him want to open it to see what was going on.

Reason, however, is still reminding this left wind that he must not take risks to do stupid things. It's one thing not to be afraid of danger, but it's another thing entirely, he's not the kind of reckless stunned young man.

This thick fog is unusually sticky, and if you walk in, it's easy to get lost, and it's the stupidest decision for yourself at this time. Now he was at a loss and could only walk stupidly by the wall, like a mouse, but at least the left wind had a direction, and he didn't believe that he would always circle around a wall.

The left wind in the midst of walking faintly has a wonderful feeling, as if this place has some connection with itself. Although this place is unfamiliar, although this place makes him feel a little frightened, although this place always makes him feel a sense of hidden danger, but familiarity is familiarity, a sense of familiarity from the bottom of his heart.

This made Zuo Feng very surprised, and he searched his stomach and searched all the things in his head, but he never found any memories related to his eyes.

Zuo Feng grabbed his head as he continued to walk forward, and suddenly saw a huge stone monument looming as far as his eyes could reach. This is not because of the fog so that Zuo Feng can't see clearly, but because Zuo Feng's eyes at this moment are not as far as before, and it is completely because he can barely see at this moment.

It's a strange place, and the walls here seem to be able to emit an invisible thrust, pushing the thick fog into the distance. There was no fog to be seen from a distance of seven or eight feet within the high wall, and it seemed to be a completely different world beyond the seven or eight feet, where the fog was thick as if it was dripping water.

Zuo Feng, who was constantly walking against the wall, couldn't help but feel a slight relief when he saw the stone monument in the distance, and he was really a little afraid that if he kept walking like this, only the wall would be in sight.

Because Zuo Feng has been gone for I don't know how long, he was still able to calculate time by the position of the sunlight or the operation of the exercises in his body. However, this place is strange and inexplicable, there is no sunlight but it is also extremely bright, and I have no cultivation at all, and I can't run the exercises, let alone calculate how long time has passed.

He only knew that at least an hour or two had passed, and at last he saw a change in the distance, just as a wanderer who had been wandering for a long time in the sea saw an island.

Zuo Feng was surprised in his heart, and subconsciously accelerated his pace, but he obviously saw the stone tablet in the distance appear in sight, but he still walked for half an hour before finally coming to the stone tablet.

"I'd rather have a crippled body and return to vain, and my ambition is stronger than Jin and I rush into the sky. ”

The short two lines of words are more than three inches into the stone like a knife and an axe. Zuo Feng didn't know much about the literati's writing, but he could still feel the momentum in these two sentences.

However, Zuo Feng is not more concerned about this poem, but about the two words "Ning" and "Xiao" contained in the poem. Originally, Zuo Feng didn't care too much, but these two words echoed each other at the beginning and at the end. Linking these two words together is the "Ning Xiao" that Zuo Feng originally obtained the inheritance of the beast soul.

When he found Ning Xiao on the stone tablet, Zuo Feng seemed to be moved in his heart, could it be that this is the mansion of Ning Xiao's predecessors, but that mansion should be in the ancient wasteland, could it be that he came here unintentionally.

But this is not reasonable, he was hit hard in the Xuanwu Empire, how could he come to the Ancient Desolate Empire in a blink of an eye, and he also came to Ning Xiao's location accurately.

Although he had never been here, he had heard Teng Xiaoyun introduce Ning Xiao's mansion to him. At the beginning, many people except Teng Xiaoyun had come to visit this mansion, but very few people were able to enter it. According to Teng Xiaoyun, at that time, nine out of ten people who ventured into that secret realm were killed, and even those who could survive generally returned empty-handed.

When he thought of this, he couldn't help but move slightly in his heart, Teng Xiaoyun was already poisoned when he was introduced, but he clearly said that the secret outside of the mansion was shrouded in a layer of fog. Looking back at the thick fog behind him, it seemed to be very similar to what Teng Xiaoyun said.

"Could it be that I really came to that mansion, but why did I lose all my cultivation and my body became its original appearance, this doesn't make sense?"

Zuo Feng was talking to himself full of doubts, not understanding whether what he was seeing in front of him was a real existence or a complete illusion. If this is a real place, how can he appear in the Ning Xiao Mansion in the Ancient Desolate Empire thousands of miles away in an instant.

But if everything here is an illusion, then why does it give itself such a real feeling? The cold and smooth high walls, the stone monuments with real textures, and the grass on the ground are all so real in front of you, and these things seem to constantly remind Zuo Feng that everything exists, except for himself.

"Except for yourself!"

Subconsciously muttered in a whisper, Zuo Feng felt as if he had suddenly grasped something. This place is so real that you can have a sense that your own existence is unreal.

The doubts in his heart were still secondary, but that lingering panic made Zuo Feng's mood heavier and heavier. However, Zuo Feng did not stay long, and the best way to keep himself safe is to solve all the mysteries. Then he has to start from within this high wall, or rather from within the high wall.

Thinking of this, he turned his gaze to the side of the stone monument, and the two stone gates were only closed, and the stone gates were surprisingly high, like two city gates. This is like an ordinary mansion, this is clearly a city, and it is the kind of city that is even bigger than Bald Mountain City.

This kind of thought made Zuo Feng couldn't help but be taken aback again, if this was Ning Xiao's private mansion, then Zuo Feng would have to make a new judgment on this senior. At the beginning, he thought that this senior master must be the kind of cultivation that is extremely high, and his net worth background must not be simple.

But now it seems that this judgment is still a little low, this Ning Xiao is not the city lord of a certain city, but he actually has such a large mansion. There are many ways to stop the enemy invasion outside the mansion, and the thick fog outside, this is a wonderful place that exists outside the world.

"Wonderful? ...... out of the world"

Zuo Feng whispered what he was thinking, in fact, he didn't understand why he thought like this, but he had the idea at the heart of the moment.

It's so mysterious that I don't understand why this thought came out of nowhere. It's just that he vaguely feels that this place doesn't seem to exist in this world, and since it doesn't exist in this continent, then it should also be regarded as a place and a domain of the Ancient Desolate Empire.

Thinking along this line of thought, Zuo Feng was more sure of his conjecture. If it is according to Zuo Feng's judgment, then it becomes possible for him to appear here, because maybe he has not left the Xuanwu Empire in the first place, maybe he is still outside Bald Mountain City, but the secret realm of this mansion has appeared in the place where he was injured.

If Zuo Feng told this idea to others, it is estimated that most people will laugh out of their big teeth. However, if those who have cultivated extremely high, such as the existence of the illusory life, hear it, then they have to admire it. This is not because Zuo Feng's comprehension is really high to this extent, but because what he has experienced before is really not something that ordinary martial artists in the refining stage can experience.

The sea of thoughts, the space of thoughts, these are all things that only those who are close to the last step will feel, but these left winds have experienced it personally.