Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Palace in the Painting

There is mystery in the words, and there is the world in the paintings.

At this time, Chen Zifeng was in the world of the painting engraved on the stone wall in the sacrificial ground, holding the Luofeng Sword in his hand.

Now Chen Zifeng is in a barren desert, the sky is blue, the white clouds are long, but there is a lack of vitality.

"What the hell is going on?" Chen Zifeng wanted to cry at this time, just thought that he had escaped the siege of the fierce red fox group, but he didn't expect to fall into the cliff, and after falling, he was immortal, and his mother was dragged to a sacrificial ground full of corpses, and in the sacrificial ground, he just calmed down a little panic, and inexplicably arrived in this very strange desert.

Life needs excitement, but it doesn't have to be so exciting!

Looking around, this desert is terrifyingly quiet, even a gust of wind, a rain, may be a luxury.

At this time, Chen Zifeng felt a strong sense of loneliness in his heart.

In a person's life, life and death are not the most terrible, but the most terrible thing is loneliness.

Man is a kind of animal that loves to live in groups.

You must get out of here!" Chen Zifeng secretly shouted in his heart.

He can't stay here for the rest of his life, he can't be here for the rest of his life, he still has a lot of things to do, and he has a bigger and wider world to explore

The sun is blazing.

Beads of sweat the size of beans appeared on Chen Zifeng's forehead, dripping into the desert and evaporating in an instant, but Chen Zifeng was still gritting his teeth, holding the Luofeng Sword as a crutch.

Chen Zifeng's eyes were a little numb, and the endless desert at a glance was like a big mountain pressing on his heart.

He didn't know how long he had been walking in this desert, because there was only day and no night in this world, so much so that he couldn't count the time.

It could be a day, or a month, a year, or even longer.

But miraculously, he seemed to have an endless amount of power in his body, which prevented him from feeling hungry and tired.

Chen Zifeng's skin has become even darker than before, and it is the scorching sun here that has made his skin turn bronze, but at this time, Chen Zifeng's small body can show a kind of maturity.

Chen Zifeng's head was a little numb, but he still insisted, he knew that since this world could come in, he would definitely be able to get out for so long.

Suddenly, Chen Zifeng stopped.

He felt a wave in front of him, but he didn't know what it was.

Chen Zifeng's eyes suddenly lit up, and he put the Luofeng Sword on his back, and rushed towards the front, fine dust and sand rolled up on the soles of his feet.

This is the first time Chen Zifeng has felt fluctuations in this dead and silent world, although Chen Zifeng can't tell what it is, and he can't be sure that that place is the exit, but at least his almost numb heart is no longer so lonely.

It's as if there is only one person left in the world, and suddenly there is a knock on the door.

The feeling was not surprise, nor was it fear, but a strong excitement.

The infinite power in Chen Zifeng's body seemed to be inexhaustible, and no matter how he ran, he didn't feel a trace of fatigue.

After running for an hour, Chen Zifeng couldn't get excited when he saw that the distant place ahead was obviously different from the vast desert.

It was a huge palace, although it was far away from Chen Zifeng, Chen Zifeng could still see the outline of that palace, vague, as if illusory, but very real.

This distant palace is something that Chen Zifeng has encountered so far that is different from the grain of sand, although that palace may have a huge danger, but Chen Zifeng can't manage it so much.

There is the exit! Chen Zifeng comforted himself in his heart.

Chen Zifeng was very far away from the palace, but Chen Zifeng did not give up, and the palace gave him enough faith to keep going.

I don't know how long it took, and I don't know how many white clouds drifted through the blue sky, Chen Zifeng just felt that the rough calluses under his feet broke a few times and grew a few times.

Finally, he came to this palace.

This palace, when Chen Zifeng was still far away, he already knew how huge this palace was, but as soon as he arrived in front of this palace, Chen Zifeng felt how shrunken he was.

It's like an ant in front of a big mountain.

The main entrance of the palace was very wide, and when Chen Zifeng raised his head, he didn't see the edge of the gate until he raised his head with a sore face.

On both sides of the palace, there are several huge stone pillars standing on both sides, standing neatly, and the stone pillars actually exude an ancient atmosphere.

On the stone pillar, there is an engraved dragon, with teeth and claws, coiling around the entire stone pillar.

Buzzing!

The Luofeng Sword on Chen Zifeng's back shook slightly, Chen Zifeng took off the Luofeng Sword and put it in his hand to look at the Luofeng Sword.

Suddenly, Luo Feng's sword slowly floated up and left Chen Zifeng's palm.

Boom!

At the moment when the Luofeng Sword floated up, the gate of the palace roared, and then slowly opened, and the dust on the gate rose one after another with the opening of the gate, making the air a fog.

When the fog cleared, there was only a darkness in Chen Zifeng's eyes, a darkness that made people feel frightened and frightened, and appeared in Chen Zifeng's eyes.

Buzzing!

The Luofeng Sword shook slightly, while Chen Zifeng looked at the Luofeng Sword floating in the air, very puzzled.

Shout!

Suddenly, Luo Feng's sword flew into the gate of the palace.

"Eh!" Chen Zifeng shouted softly, watching Luo Feng's sword disappear into the darkness.

"Wait for me!" Chen Zifeng shouted, and ran in towards the palace gate, although it was very dark in this palace, Chen Zifeng had a sense of landing on the Luo Feng Sword, so he also ran over in a direction where the Luo Feng Sword flew in.

This palace was very empty, and there was not a trace of obstacle that hindered Chen Zifeng from running in the dark.

Suddenly, Chen Zifeng felt a glimmer of light, which was the direction in which Luo Feng's sword flew away.

As he ran, the light grew bigger and softer, a different light from the vast desert.

When Chen Zifeng's body felt a thin layer of obstacles being broken through by himself, his eyes were covered with a ray of light, so that he had to close his eyes, and only slowly opened them as he slowly adjusted to the light here.

Buzzing!

Luo Feng's sword stood, hovering beside Chen Zifeng.

And Chen Zifeng, his eyes were looking at the huge throne in front of him, this huge throne was more than five meters wide, it was hard to imagine how human beings could sit down.

This is not a custom-made throne for humans at all, as this throne is large enough to accommodate a dozen people to sleep.

It's hard to imagine that there are such huge creatures in this world.

The throne didn't know what material it was made of, and when Chen Zifeng looked at it, he always felt that this throne was flickering with red light, but as soon as Chen Zifeng looked away, there was no trace of red light in this place.

This is similar to the main hall in the imperial court, the floor has been covered with a layer of dust, and on both sides of the main hall, there are also several pillars standing, and the throne, naturally, falls on the main seat of this main hall, a stone step carved with strange creatures, so that the throne borders the ground.

And above the main hall, the large lamps were suspended, exuding a soft light, obviously, the light that Chen Zifeng had seen before was emitted by these lamps.

Buzzing!

The Luofeng Sword shook slightly, and immediately swept towards the throne, suspended above the throne, like a wandering eaglet, hovering in its own nest.

With a little sadness, because the eagle is no longer there.

Chen Zifeng could now feel that Luo Fengjian had a sad complex at this time, indescribable, inexplicable.

Buzzing!

Luo Feng's sword left the top of the throne and flew back, floating in front of Chen Zifeng with a buzzing sound.

Suddenly, a trace of white gas came out of the sword body of this Luofeng sword, floating in the air, and under Chen Zifeng's stunned expression, a man's figure appeared in front of Chen Zifeng, looking at Chen Zifeng with a smile, with an expression that made people want to squash hard.

Chen Zifeng was a little surprised at first, and then a strong excitement welled up in his heart, because he had had enough of mental torture in this desert where birds don't lay eggs, and now he was naturally excited to see a similar kind of people.

Of course, this kind of person is just a phantom.

The phantom looked at Chen Zifeng and said with a smile: "Boy, is it fun here?"

It's good that the phantom didn't say this, as soon as he said this, Chen Zifeng immediately jumped up, he was brought here by Luo Feng Jian, although he loved Luo Feng Jian very much, but he was somewhat annoyed by Luo Feng Jian for bringing him to this place.

And when the phantom said this, Chen Zifeng quickly thought that it was this guy who was making trouble.

Chen Zifeng scolded: "It's you!

Chen Zifeng didn't learn much swear words from his father, so he could only scold a few words before he was speechless.

"Hahaha!" The phantom looked at Chen Zifeng and laughed, "Boy, you should thank me!"

"Thank you, big head!"

"Look at your body now, is it stronger than before?" the Phantom continued.

When Chen Zifeng heard this, he first looked his eyes up and down, and saw that his arms were stronger than before, and his skin looked healthier than before.

Suddenly, Chen Zifeng thought about it in a blink of an eye, and the anger in his heart became even stronger, and he raised his voice and scolded: "You big-headed ghost, if it weren't for you, would I be able to do this? If it weren't for you, would I be able to suffer here?"

After hearing this, the phantom laughed and said, "The path of cultivation is destined to be extremely difficult, if you can't even endure this bit of suffering, will you be able to make a difference in the future?"

"Every strong person needs to climb to the top with his own corpse!"

"Only people who have experienced countless lives and deaths can become an enviable and admired figure!"

The phantom's face became very serious at this time, and there was no longer the same flat expression as before.