Feng Zirui didn't have any other thoughts now, he just wanted to get out of here as soon as possible.

While speaking, Feng Zirui let go of Nie Xiaoqian and Zhang Wantong, slowly approached the stone stele, and greeted respectfully: "Brother Shibei? I don't want to break into this place, please don't blame ......"

"Are you stupid!" Zhang Wantong pulled Feng Zirui away with tears and laughter, and then quietly took a few steps back, and whispered in his mouth, "Crazy, although this stone tablet is alive, it is not conscious, if you talk to it, it can't understand!" ”

Feng Zirui was stunned for a moment, and looked at the stele with some surprise: "Then what do you mean?" ”

Zhang Wantong spread her hands, revealing a tangled expression of "I don't know how to say it".

"Okay, so what do you say?" Feng Zirui shook his head with a wry smile, glanced at the stone stele, and then looked at Nie Xiaoqian and Zhang Wantong.

The atmosphere was silent instantly, and after a while, Nie Xiaoqian spoke.

"Perhaps, we can try to subdue the stele?" Nie Xiaoqian's eyes locked on the stele, and with some expectation, she explained slowly, "There is no doubt that this stele is the core of this scripture pavilion, if we can control this stele, leave here, and even find the sect, it will not be a problem!" ”

Feng Zirui shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly: "The key is, how to accept it?" ”

"Sit on it, maybe you will get something!" Nie Xiaoqian didn't have any good ideas, so after thinking about it, she said such an ambiguous idea.

Nie Xiaoqian led by example, and when the words fell, she walked to the stele and sat down cross-legged, staring at the stele.

Although Feng Zirui and Zhang Wantong felt that it was not very reliable when they heard this, they had no other way to do what they said.

"With my qualifications, I can make soy sauce at most." Feng Zirui sat next to Nie Xiaoqian, and said with self-deprecation, "Whether you can gain something or not depends on you!" ”

Feng Zirui is self-aware, his talent and comprehension can only be regarded as average, and it is almost impossible to comprehend the stone tablet. So after sitting down, Feng Zirui was staring at the stone tablet on the surface, but he was actually in a daze.

Because there was no network in this scripture pavilion, and there was no contact with the soft, Feng Zirui was in a daze for a long time, and he was really bored, so he began to study the formation path.

In the blink of an eye, I don't know how long it has been.

Feng Zirui finished deducing a new three-star formation, and was about to rest for a while, and as soon as he came back to his senses and opened his eyes, he saw Zhang Wantong beside him lit up with Dao spiritual light, shining like a Buddha wheel, completely enveloping Zhang Wantong.

In astonishment, Feng Zirui looked at himself, and there was no change in his body; Looking at Nie Xiaoqian again, there is also aura on her body, but it is much worse, and the aura is only three inches.

"So, this is Wantong's luck?" Feng Zirui looked at Zhang Wantong with envy, and his words were jealous.

As he spoke, Feng Zirui sighed lightly again, closed his eyes again, and continued to deduce the formation.

I don't know how many years of cultivation, Feng Zirui deduced the four formations with a face, and halfway through the fifth formation, he was awakened by a crisp laughter.

"It's finished?" Feng Zirui didn't need to open his eyes, turned his head to look at Zhang Wantong who had just spoken, and asked calmly.

Zhang Wantong was stunned and a little surprised: "Crazy, you know?" ”

Feng Zirui slowly opened his eyes, although he was prepared, but when he saw the stone tablet suspended next to Zhang Wantong, he couldn't help but be surprised and jealous in his heart: "Wantong, have you accepted it?" ”

Zhang Wantong laughed and nodded, her mouth almost opening to the corners of her eyes.

Feng Zirui took a deep breath and calmed down his restless mood, and then asked, "Wantong, tell me, what is it?" After a pause, he continued, "Will it take us out of here?" Can you find the sect? ”

Zhang Wantong coughed lightly and began to introduce: "The stele is made by the Penglai faction by mining the black and dark gold at the bottom of the Nine Secluded Sea, and it is dedicated to guarding the scripture pavilion. ”

"Penglai faction?" Feng Zirui muttered, didn't bother with this sect, turned to look at Zhang Wantong, and asked suspiciously, "What about the ability of this stone stele?" ”

Zhang Wantong's face was a little embarrassed when she heard this, she shook her head and said: "The spirit of the stele has been destroyed, and now the ability of the stele has been lost, except for being extremely strong and heavy, it is basically useless. He sighed lightly and said with a slight loss, "Well, it's a brick now." ”

Feng Zirui was stunned when he heard this, and was a little surprised: "What about the damage rebound just now?" That's amazing! ”

"That's the effect that the stele can achieve with the help of the formation in this scripture pavilion, and it can't do it by itself." Zhang Wantong has already subdued the stele and knows it very well.

"What do you mean?" Nie Xiaoqian frowned and interjected, glanced around, and said in a deep voice, "Isn't the stone tablet one with the Jing Pavilion?" ”

Zhang Wantong's expression darkened, raised her hand and pointed to the ruin-like bluestone mountains around her, and said in a mournful voice: "Is there still a need for this scripture pavilion to exist?" ”

Feng Zirui and Nie Xiaoqian glanced at each other and understood the choice of the stone stele.

"Okay, so it, can you get us out of here?" Feng Zirui sighed lightly and asked instead, "What about the sect?" Can we go? ”

Zhang Wantong shook her head, seeing that Feng Zirui's face had changed greatly, she hurriedly explained: "The stele has a way to send us away, but the sect can't, because it has also lost the trace of the sect. Saying that, he took a long breath and said slowly, "The Penglai faction suffered a great disaster, the mountain gate was directly blown up, and the Jingge also sank into this trench in that battle, and it did not see the light of day. ”

Feng Zirui was a little lost, but he had nothing to say, and was about to ask Zhang Wantong to take them away, when Nie Xiaoqian on the side spoke again.

"Did we forget something?" Nie Xiaoqian turned her eyes to look around, a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind, and she remembered something, "Wantong, what's going on with the Eight Immortals?" ”

Wake up the dreamer at a glance, isn't the reason why Feng Zirui and the three of them are willing to take risks to go deep into this place is because of the Eight Immortals?

Zhang Wantong thought of this stubble, and hurriedly looked at the remaining records in the stone tablet.

After a while, Zhang Wantong shook her head with a disappointed face: "I didn't find anything." ”

"Forget it, maybe the Eight Immortals didn't find it here!" Feng Zirui was open-minded, looked at Nie Xiaoqian, who was pale, and smiled and comforted, "Isn't it the Eight Immortals?" It's not like we can't compare to them, and we can't afford to grab things from them! ”

Nie Xiaoqian laughed unconsciously when she heard this, lightly hammered Feng Zirui, shook her head, and skipped the stubble.

"So, shall we leave now?" Seeing this, Zhang Wantong echoed and laughed a few times, and then asked.

Feng Zirui nodded, and was a little worried: "By the way, Wantong, this stone tablet sent us out, where is it sent?" As he spoke, Feng Zirui cast a water avoidance spell on the three of them, so as not to suddenly enter the water too late.

Zhang Wantong shook his head and said unconvincedly: "The ability of the stone tablet is missing, and it is at the expense of the entire Scripture Pavilion to forcibly break the Scripture Pavilion enchantment, and with the help of the power of space in this moment, it can achieve an effect similar to that of immediate teleportation, as for where it will appear, it is not very certain!" ”

"Well, be careful!"

Feng Zirui was even more uneasy when he heard this, and he was not in a hurry to leave, but sat on the ground, picked up the bluestone, and began to paint and carve the formation, making a simple "magic weapon".

The jade slip itself is a spiritual jade, because of the loss of spiritual power and spirituality, it gradually faded, and thus fell into bluestone, but in the end, it is extraordinary, and it can be regarded as a good use for painting and carving formations at this moment.

It took more than two hours for Feng Zirui to make eighteen bluestone "magic weapons", although they are "magic weapons", they are actually more inclined to the "rune treasures" in the middle, of which there are twelve defensive ones and six offensive ones.

"Take it all, as soon as there is a change, immediately stimulated!" Feng Zirui handed over the bluestone "magic weapon" to Nie Xiaoqian and Zhang Wantong respectively, and sternly admonished them.

After everything was ready, Feng Zirui looked at Zhang Wantong and the stone stele.