Heartbeat, gushing blood veins in the body, every step seems to drive the whole body's qi and blood, nervous ・・・・・・ excited, scared, but longing, ahead, there seems to be a strange old friend, strange, but familiar, that familiarity, it seems not from their own memory, but a distant potential consciousness, sympathy, driving, pulling their own body, slowly walking forward・・・・・・

Walking・・・・・・ getting closer and closer・・・・・・

Feng Zimo stopped and took a deep breath・・・・・・

In front of me, there was a mist, and in the mist・・・・・・ the unpredictable lilac ・・・・・・

It seems to be a river, a lilac river, slow and serene, flowing・・・・・・

Flowing with the joy of the world,

Flowing with the sorrow of the world,

Slowly

There was only one sigh left, echoing in my ears・・・・・・

Echoes in my heart・・・・・・

The hair on the sideburns was blown by the wind and brushed against the cheeks, and the black hair fluttered and fluttered in the wind・・・・・・

The breeze blew, as if carrying a snowflake, crystal white, like a star dotted on the black hair・・・・・・

Faint, dyed sideburns white・・・・・・

The cold ・・・・・・ hit like silk・・・・・・

"Ah!!h

Feng Zimo shouted, his blurry eyes gradually became firmer, and he hummed softly:

"It's amazing, it's amazing!"

Leaning over, he burrowed into the lilac mist in front of him・・・・・・

The wind stops, the fog clears...

Originally, the bits of golden light that illuminated the road behind Feng Zimo disappeared in an instant, and it seemed that it had never appeared at all.

The plain earth, with the thick smell of the earth, once again appeared at the end of the stone brick road・・・・・・

A white hair, fluttering down,

Slowly・・・・・・

Falling on this empty dirt ground, all around, it was pitch black and silent・・・・・・

Except, that falling gray hair, which seems to hint at everything that happened here・・・・・・

As if a water curtain blocked the road ahead, the lilac light curtain flowed in the water, gorgeous and charming, Feng Zimo held his breath, and pushed away the blocking of the water curtain in front of him, only to hear a burst of water sound of "bang", followed by a "poof" sound, Feng Zimo pounced forward, his center of gravity was unstable, and he fell heavily to the ground.

"Ouch, my head !! what ・・・・・・ is this place?" Feng Zimo got up and patted his clothes, rubbed his bruised head, and muttered quietly in his mouth, at the same time, his eyes began to look at the surrounding environment, and this look suddenly made Feng Zimo stand in place again.

I saw that there was a lilac light like a water curtain everywhere, and it seemed to be attached to the surrounding air, but if you look closely, behind this layer of light curtain, there is a faint hint of golden light, and when you think about it, this water curtain seems to be attached to this golden light!

What's more peculiar is that the ground here is neither mud nor paved with stone bricks or green bricks, and it seems to be paved on the ground with a whole piece of natural crystal without carving, smooth and crystalline, walking on it, like walking on the calm and smooth water surface, looking down, you can see your own figure and appearance on the ground.

Feng Zimo sighed, and then walked forward slowly, slowly, the pace became faster and faster, because ahead, in the very center of this building, a sword with a full body of light was suspended and erected, the hilt was facing up, the sword blade pointed directly at the crystal clear ground, Feng Zimo walked to the front, only to see that the sword body was glowing with golden and cyan light, on the simple hilt, there were two entangled green dragons engraved on the ancient hilt, above the hilt, a purple pillar of light was like Mount Tai pressing from top to bottom, from fine to thick, shrouded in this ancient sword, looking up, only to see a delicate and small pagoda suspended above the ancient sword, the purple pillar of light was shot out from the bottom of the tower, directly covered the sword body。

Feng Zimo looked at the tower hanging in the air, but saw that the tower was thin and straight, there were seven floors, and the corners of each layer of the tower overflowed a little purple light, and there was a little golden light on the top of the tower that was faintly trembling, Feng Zimo's heart moved, and he looked up at the top of the building, and sure enough, he saw that on the top of the building where he was located, a golden pill exuded a soft light and floated quietly at the top, Feng Zimo was happy in his heart: Could it be that I am now in the so-called tower that hides the immortal medicine in the forbidden land? What is the ・・・・・・ of this small and delicate seven-story pagoda floating in front of me?

Feng Zimo frowned, his hands gently stretched out to the seven-story exquisite tower in front of him, but before he touched the tower body, he saw a layer of purple light around the tower body, and pushed Feng Zimo's hands out, and at the same time, Feng Zimo noticed that around the building he was in, the purple light curtain also lit up like an echo at that moment! There was a brilliant purple light reflected on the ground, as if to the clouds, the wind and clouds surged, and there was a slight feeling of tightness in the chest, Feng Zimo was taken aback, and looked up at the exquisite tower, only to see a burst of purple light, overflowing outward like water waves, the sword body of the blue light ancient sword at the bottom of the tower trembled faintly, and the original golden and cyan light dimmed for a while, revealing a soft and bright sword blade like autumn water, Feng Zimo stood firm, and suddenly thought: It turned out that the exquisite tower floating in front of him was to suppress this ancient sword! After a while, Feng Zimo thought about it and couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart:

Could it be that where I am now is in this small and translucent tower in front of me?!

Feng Zimo circled around the ancient sword a few times, and then explored the surrounding environment, and found that this tower was actually a closed space, and now even if he wanted to go out, it was impossible for the time being, however, Feng Zimo looked at the golden pill that was shining with a soft light above his head, and secretly thought in his heart: No matter what, you must get this golden pill, otherwise, what you did tonight will be in vain, but how can you get the golden pill? The top of the tower is so high, is there anything around that can be borrowed, and if you want to get the golden pill with your bare hands, it is estimated that only the gods can do it!

Feng Zimo looked at the ancient sword in the center of the tower, and his eyes turned to the Linglong Pagoda above the ancient sword, and thought silently in his heart: If ・・・・・・ I am now in the small Linglong Pagoda in front of me, then there should also be a golden pill in this small tower, so as long as you get this exquisite pagoda in front of you, won't this golden pill naturally come to you?

Feng Zimo thought about it, while approaching the Linglong Pagoda floating in the air, the top of the Linglong Pagoda is much higher than Feng Zimo, Zimo frowned, then walked to the front of the tower, took a slight breath, and then, I saw him come out with both hands, and hit the purple light curtain in front of him, suddenly, like the sky and the earth changing color, the lilac light curtain moved outward with the wind, layer after layer, the purple became deeper and deeper, and the purple light waves were pushed around like water, Zimo raised his heavy eyelids, looked down, towards the top of the tower, sure enough, there was a trace of golden light running through the entire tower body above the top of the Linglong Tower, Feng Zimo did not hesitate, stretched out his right hand, and grabbed the small and slender golden light.

"Puff" ・・・・・・ dull sound echoed in the tower, and then, only the crisp sound of breaking gradually sounded on the body of the Linglong Pagoda, less than a moment effort, the original Linglong Pagoda full of purple brilliance instantly lost all the light, the cracks of the tower body emerged one by one, accompanied by the loss of the purple light of the Linglong Tower, on the contrary, the golden cyan light that was originally pressed under the purple light gradually rose, like the rising sun, gushing out a cloud of life breath, Feng Zimo got up from the ground, the original smooth and translucent crystal ground seemed to have been destroyed by some kind of force, cracked into thousands of small blocks, Feng Zimo looked down at the gold wire in his handJust when Feng Zimo felt unbearable, he saw that the purple light curtain around him collapsed suddenly in an instant, and the cracked Linglong Pagoda floating in the air finally couldn't bear the impact of the golden cyan light, and fell weakly from the air, for a while, the golden mangs were sheng, vaguely, it seemed that a divine dragon passed through the golden cyan light, churning and jumping in the air, there was no restriction of the purple light curtain around, and the dragon transformed into the golden light seemed to be reborn, and the dazzling light turned into a pillar of light and went straight to the sky in the night・・・・・・

Feng Zimo endured the severe pain and looked around, only to see that the surrounding area was the same open space when he advanced the tower first, the difference was that half of the surrounding soil had turned purple, and the damaged Linglong Pagoda was lying quietly on the purple earth, as if he was unwilling.

The sky changed greatly, the night seemed to tear a hole, the dazzling golden dragon was churning wantonly in the sky, Feng Zimo felt that the golden silk in his hand seemed to echo the dragon in the night, trembling and trembling, but, slowly, it seemed to feel that something was wrong: in this night sky, a few points of purple light appeared vaguely, shining on the churning golden dragon, gradually, a few points of purple light became brighter and brighter, and slowly, there were seven points of purple light from the south to the Beidou spoon-like arrangement in the night:

Big Dipper Array!

The dragon conjured up in the night sky seemed to sense something, the dragon head swung, roared at the Tianquan star, and then swooped down on the seven stars, suddenly, the Big Dipper seven stars were full of light, and at the same time, Feng Zimo felt the purple earth under his feet tremble slightly, and the purple on the soil gradually shone with light, gradually, gathered on the Linglong Tower, the damaged Linglong Pagoda that was originally lying on the ground now regained its dazzling light, and rose from the dirt ground, and the surrounding area was once again shrouded in the purple light curtain, only to see that the ancient sword in the air also gradually rose with the rise of the purple mang, and the dragon conjured out of the golden blue light in the night seemed to sense the movement of the ancient sword, Turning the dragon head straight down, integrated into the ancient sword, the ancient sword body glowed with enough golden light to illuminate the heavens and the earth, forcing the purple light that was constantly pressed down, Feng Zimo was sandwiched between the golden mang and the purple mang, and the whole body seemed to have suffered the torture of Shura, but, he still held the silk thread with golden light in his hand, seeing that the golden mang and the purple mang were fighting more and more fiercely, Feng Zimo was sandwiched in the middle, enduring the severe pain all over his body, and wanted to endure the past, but who knows, the ancient sword in the air was flooded with a burst of golden light, and this time it turned into a golden dragon of the same size as the original, and rushed straight towards Feng Zimo・・・・・・

Feng Zimo was taken aback, and hurriedly wanted to take a few steps back, but he was caught in the middle of such a huge force, but he was in a dilemma, seeing the golden dragon getting closer and closer, Feng Zimo's heart was anxious, his throat was sweet, and he actually spurted out a large mouthful of blood, and the blood droplets flew, dying the surrounding gold and purple light.

The surrounding ・・・・・・ seemed to be foggy again, Feng Zimo was exhausted, fainted on the ground, in the fog・・・・・・ seemed to hear many noisy footsteps around him・・・・・・ closed his eyes・・・・・・ it was dark again・・・・・・ it was a ・・・・・・ strange world!