Lin Feng was overwhelmed with grief as he saw his companions disappear into the quicksand whirlpool one by one.

He made a few vertical leaps, sacrificed starlight wings, and then turned upside down, and reversed the stone-breaking skill.

The huge attraction sucked him towards the ceiling, and he barely got out of the quicksand entanglement.

The stone stalactites fell with a clatter, and Lin Feng was swinging in it, shuttling non-stop.

The bald head sneered: "Want to escape from my Zhang Hong's palm? You're still a little tender! ”

Sou!

He threw the mace in his hand hard, and the pitch-black mace turned into a black light, roaring and smashing towards Lin Feng.

Lin Feng shook the starlight wings sharply, and jumped forward a few feet in a row. However, the mace chased more and more fiercely, and it went straight to his body. In desperation, he kicked his feet back, stomped on the handle of the mace, and took advantage of the momentum to roll and fall to the ground.

The quicksand on the ground disappeared strangely, as if what had just happened was nothing more than an illusion.

Lin Feng's feet were numb, and a cold current rushed up the soles of his feet, cold to the bone.

He used his spiritual power, and the two cold currents hedged against each other, and only then did he defeat that aggressive force. Rao was like this, his whole body was almost frozen.

"Roar!" The other party roared wildly, rushed down, grabbed the mace with his big hand, grabbed the mace in the palm of his hand, and banged it was a chaotic dance.

The wind was blowing, the air was shaking, and the stalactites were falling. The huge oppressive force forced Lin Feng to retreat step by step, this person was his unprecedentedly strong enemy.

In a hurry, Lin Feng sacrificed the bee, and with a buzz, the bee turned into zero, and the mist pounced on the opposite side.

Sonor!

The Wind God Sword was shocked, and Lin Feng fought back with his sword. However, the opponent's attack was too fierce, and he blocked his counterattack in a few strokes.

Lin Feng's arms trembled with the huge impact, and the other party was like a fierce beast, attacking one after another, and finally kicking him in the chest.

This kick came quickly and violently, directly kicking him into the air. He spurted out a mouthful of blood, slammed into the stone wall, and rushed into the wall with a thud.

Zhang Hong landed on the ground, his green tendons were intertwined, and his big hands with abrupt bones were holding the huge mace tightly. He glanced at the wall, snorted, and turned back to the Mountain of Bones.

He moved a mechanism, and the mountain of bones reunited, and in the mountain space, a stone platform about three feet in length, width and height floated in the air.

On the stone platform, a fist-sized crystal was emitting a crystal glow. In the center of the crystal, there is a turquoise egg-shaped object.

Seeing that all this was safe and sound, Zhang Hong breathed a sigh of relief, crossed his hands in front of his chest, and saluted respectfully.

……

Knock knock!

Lin Feng felt that he had been rolling down in the narrow and circling tubular stone passage, and he didn't know how long it took before he fell to the ground with a thud.

This time he fell hard, staggered to his feet, and felt like gold stars in his eyes for a while.

Zhang Hong is too powerful, if he hadn't had a black robe to protect him, and he had just broken through, he was afraid that this kick would directly kick his internal organs to pieces.

I took out an elixir and swallowed it, sat cross-legged and used my spiritual power, and didn't mention healing.

Standing up again and looking around carefully, Lin Feng was taken aback.

It is antique, with four walls wrapped in logs, a cylindrical building space, and a circle of bookcases standing on top of the sky.

Each bookcase is stuffed with huge books, exuding the fragrance of books and a rich aura. On the edge of the bookshelf, there are countless night pearls, illuminating this place as if it were day.

The diameter is about fourteen or fifteen zhang, and the high energy is thirty or forty zhang, so many books, Lin Feng has seen it for the first time. Even the family's library does not have so many books.

A spiral metal staircase winds its way through the walls to form a spiral passage through which one can select books.

It turned out to be a huge study.

In the center of the space is a bookcase, next to which are painting tubes, in which several scroll paintings are inserted.

Looking up again, an irregular round hole is where Lin Feng fell.

Lin Feng tried, it was not difficult to go up, and Zhang Hong didn't chase after him, he wanted to have a good walk here.

Looking at this rich aura fluctuation, there may be treasures hidden.

He casually pulled out a scroll and unfolded it to see a landscape of ink painting.

Although Lin Feng does not know calligraphy and painting, he can look at it and feel that this painting is vivid, vivid and touching, landscapes, birds and beasts, ready to come out, it is a wonderful masterpiece.

"I didn't expect the old devil to have a vassal elegance time." He said secretly.

Looking at the other paintings, they were all very vivid, but one of them made him stunned.

It was a portrait of a man, a young man, dressed in bright gold armor. It holds a bright halberd in his right hand, and a square tripod in his left hand, sitting on the top of the mountain.

Behind him is a sea of clouds and fog, like a fairyland. Although it is a painting, its eyes are blazing, vivid, majestic, and dominating the world.

Lin Feng was surprised not that this painting was good, but that this person's appearance was nine out of nine similar to him!

He frowned and pondered for a long time before he rolled up the picture and put it in his pocket. Looking at the next one, he was shocked as if he had been struck by lightning, followed by tears rolling down.

In this painting, a lifelike person.

It was a portrait of a young girl, with a delicate face like a fairy daughter, with a gentle and soft expression, and her eyes were soft and strong.

Sakura lips, Qiong nose, eyebrows as light as a crescent moon, and big sparkling eyes, in this world, I am afraid that I will never find a more beautiful woman than her.

"Master!" Lin Feng's tears fell on the painting one by one.

This painting is clearly the master of the previous life!

After he regained his memory, he has been cultivating desperately, and all the efforts he has made are to find his master as soon as possible.

He can be reincarnated, and I believe that with Master's profound cultivation, he will definitely not lose his soul.

Holding the scroll tightly in his hand, making a creaking sound, Lin Feng gritted his teeth and forced the tears to stop falling.

After taking a deep look at the portrait again, Lin Feng carefully put it away. Before I found the master, I was so longing that I could take a look at the painting.

After calming down, Lin Feng thought again and again: "It looks like my portrait, and the portrait of the master, why is it here?" ”

This question was too complicated, and Lin Feng couldn't figure it out, but it made him even more interested in this study.

He began to search from the first row, flipping through all the books he could get his hands on. Time passed little by little, and he read tirelessly. While reading, I worked hard to think and comprehend.

The bookshelves have all kinds of subsets of scriptures and histories, and more are mental methods and martial arts cheats. Most of the mental methods here are at the Xuan level, and the best one is the Wind Wave Gong, which is the mental method at the bottom of the ground level.

Here, it's a treasure trove of martial arts!

However, Lin Feng has the Biyi Xuan Jing in his body, and he is not greedy, so he can take a look at many exercises and broaden his horizons and thinking.

When he searched to the top of the first row of bookcases, Lin Feng suddenly saw a pitch-black square object on the bookshelf, slightly smaller than the palm of his hand.

His mind moved, and he remembered the task entrusted by Boss Mo.

The last time he and Wu Side went to Shifang City to hang out, they met Boss Mo by chance. At that time, Boss Mo handed him a bag and asked him to help him find something when he completed Han Liangfu's list. What you are looking for, a detailed description is in the bag.

That time, Lin Feng didn't find what Boss Mo needed. Looking at the object now, he suddenly felt so similar to the description.

(End of chapter)