"Hallucinations."

"Another damn hallucination."

Fenglan walked through the cave and landed on a flat, rounded stone slab, silently comforting himself.

However, the colorful spars and the small axes with golden blades are all real.

Unless, Fenglan has the mysterious ability to bring out the colorful spar from the illusion.

Otherwise, the real thing cannot be explained by illusion.

When he put the colorful spar into the storage bag, the mouth of the bag produced a strong repulsive force, much like magnetism, same-sex repulsion.

The storage bag is a great miracle of the human cultivation realm, made of special materials and secret methods, with a very small capacity, very easy to carry. But there are also imperfections, for some things that contain special energy, it cannot be contained.

This colorful spar, which originates from the tail of the big black snake, belongs to this category.

Such a strange thing, carried with you, is exposed sooner or later.

In the blink of an eye, Fenglan's face was ruthless.

He cut the muscles of his left arm, stuffed the colorful spar into the muscles, and was gritting his teeth to endure the pain and preparing to bandage it, only to see that the flesh and blood healed quickly, and the pain disappeared directly.

Then, a warm current flowed throughout the body.

It's so comfortable.

Fenglan raised his head and closed his eyes, feeling this warm current with his heart.

As the sun sets, the afterglow stains the mountains.

The lake is turbulent and picturesque, as if it is depicted by a wonderful hand.

It's just that the ripples in the middle of the lake are more and more like the face of a fox, smiling and watching the sunset.

As the night darkens, the fox's face becomes clearer and more real, like a fox-faced mask floating on the surface of a lake.

The cool mountain breeze blew, Fenglan breathed a long sigh of relief, slowly opened his eyes, and jumped up and avoided the moment he saw the fox's face.

Staring at it for a moment, my heart was straight, and the wind blowing through consciously and unconsciously felt like a gloomy ghost wind, and my back was involuntarily cold.

Fenglan pinched himself, sobered up painfully, and blamed himself for forgetting to chase the big yellow dog.

I didn't see what I should see, and I saw what I shouldn't.

The fox's face became more and more foxy, more and more like a blooming flower.

A pale golden sheen from the bottom of the lake just connected to the back of the fox's head, as if it were the only support.

The pale golden luster became more and more intense, and the fox's face changed more and more.

Fenglan clenched the axe of order and the time and time, and he couldn't suppress the nameless fear.

Silent!

Quiet!

Fear is spreading!

Fear, the memory that all living beings are born with, the deepest memory!

Fear is the only way to overcome fear.

I don't know how long it took, but the fox face finally smiled completely, and its mouth opened like a door.

Fenglan looked up at the sky, and it was just night.

After surviving the most difficult times, there is nothing to fear and fear.

Suddenly, there was a muffled rumble from below the bottom of the lake, like a heavy stone door being pushed open.

Feng Lan's eyebrows were slightly raised, he looked around, raised the Seven Star Immortal Sword, turned into a sword, swooped into the fox's mouth, and descended along the pale golden pillar of light.

The fox's face immediately changed drastically, infinitely distorted, hideous and terrifying, and transformed into a skull mask.

The clear surface of the lake seemed to be splashed with ink, and the black gas flew up, converging over the lake, turning into a bewitching and graceful figure, without a head.

"Strange, how is it the breath of the old man?" A puzzled voice came from the black air, "It's finally out, it's the best policy." ”

After a while, the wind blew fiercely, and the black air rushed into the cave with a roar, and disappeared without a trace.

* * *

Edgeworth landed in front of a red wooden door.

There was nothing unusual about the red wooden door, except that the seal made of the golden wooden block in the middle of the door was extremely conspicuous.

Fenglan knows this, which is a sealing method of group words.

The wooden door can only be opened if the wooden blocks are moved correctly to form the correct characters.

It seems simple, but it's actually very difficult.

The real master uses this trick, often the same wooden block can form multiple complete words.

If you want to decipher which one of the words, it will be difficult.

If you form a random word and want to go back and move again, it is impossible.

In the most lethal cases, the wrong word will directly lead to traps.

It is not unreasonable to say that it is ingenious.

At the root, it is the ultimate duel between intelligent offense and defense.

Feng Lan memorized the twelve wooden blocks in his heart, and a word gradually formed in his mind, and his heart moved. Move the wooden blocks decisively to form a "Aoi" character. At the moment of formation, the red wooden door creaked and rose on its own.

"Aoi?" Feng Lan muttered, "The Golden Knight of Flame City! ”

Fenglan walked into the Zhu Gate, and the wooden door slowly fell.

This is an extremely delicate Dan room.

The owner should be a woman, a woman who loves beauty very much, loves cleanliness very much, and loves sunset red very much.

The red Dan box is very well sealed and has not been eroded by the years.

Three red Dan furnaces and three silk books are neatly placed.

The rest of the things in the Dan room were obviously carefully packed up and taken away.

The moment the Dan box was opened, the strong fragrance was in the nose, and the smoke was dizzy.

"It's so powerful."

The wind and snow meridians dissolve the aura of the elixir, and gradually feel that the breath is free, and the spiritual power in the acupuncture points of the whole body surges.

"To break through to the trend of the middle level of the Ning Yuan Realm."

Feng Lan smiled indifferently, grabbed a handful of elixir and put it in his mouth, chewed vigorously, and let the elixir dissolve and scatter.

Suddenly, there was a loud bang, as if a drum had been hammered.

Feng Lan immediately put away the Dan box, Dan furnace, and silk book, checked his body, replaced the big ring knife with a black hook, slowly twisted the entrance, and a secret door leading to the garden corridor opened.

The corridor was long, the gardens on both sides were empty, there was no vegetation, and the ground was dead.

At the end of the corridor are octagonal pavilions, which are independent of each other and scattered.

Fenglan hid behind the pillar, ready to wait for the sound to appear again, when he saw two cat-waisted "things", tiptoeing away.

He got closer, and he could see better.

It turned out to be two people, both dressed in black impermanence, with pointed things on their backs, wearing high, pointed black hats, and long tongues that seemed to be dripping blood hanging down to their abdomen.

"Yu Cong, 'Jinkui Tianhou Palace' is becoming more and more fake, let's go through this place, there is no Dan room or Dan box you said."

"It's wrong, it's wrong, I just don't know what the hell the Dan room is doing."

When Fenglan heard this voice, he was secretly happy, it was the voice of the young man in the yellow shirt he was looking for.

"Yu Cong, why do I suddenly feel like you're chattering? What do you think? ”

"The boy who bought the book. How many generations have passed, and suddenly someone comes and buys the book. ”

"Weird?"

"It's weird. The first time he saw the book in my hand, he stared at the pattern on the cover. He was the first to react in this way. ”

"Do you suspect that he is also a descendant of the Archmage?"

"Haha, the descendants of the archmage? Now we go to the street and shout, and others don't even look back, they all think of them as big fools. However, if you weren't a descendant of the archmage, how could you buy that book? ”

"Your surname is Jia, my surname is Long, what surname will he be? Wind? Blessing? Examine? Kwong? ……”

"It's almost time for us to go. I think we'll meet him at Nanbaofang. ”

After a loud whistle, a big yellow dog rushed out of the darkness, and the direction of the dog's squinting eyes was exactly the direction where Fenglan was hiding.

The big yellow dog seemed to recognize that the hidden man was not hostile, and he hunched up the two and rushed into the pavilion.

Feng Lan casts his shape-shifting magic power and follows.

Suddenly, three thick black iron chains shot out from the window of a pavilion, like a spirit snake, entangled in the wind.

Fenglan couldn't dodge it, and was tied up and dragged into the dark pavilion.

* * *

The darkness in the pavilion was so dark that I couldn't see my fingers.

It seems that this attic is isolated from the world and has its own dark space.

When Fenglan adapted to the darkness, he gradually felt a feeling of squirming on his body, and his eyes that were slightly adapted to the darkness looked at it and were stunned.

That's ...... It was three caterpillars with chains, their bodies as black as ink, and their resentful eyes were looking at each other's eyes.

Through the eyes of three pairs of caterpillars, Feng Lan saw a giant sword floating horizontally.

The giant sword, with a black body, is nine feet five inches long and five inches wide, without the slightest luster.

The hilt of the jet-black giant sword was inserted into the skull of the toad, and a jet-black chain passed through the skull and buried deep into the ground, forming a strong suppressive force that dominated the heavens and the earth.

The eyes of the three caterpillars spewed out pale golden flames, which happened to spew into Fenglan's eyes.

Feng Lan suddenly felt that his body was pierced by strange flames, and his soul was blocked.

At the last moment, the depths of my mind appeared in the depths of the oriental fish white, and the ice mist was shrouded.

In a trance, the pale golden flame spewed out by the caterpillar seemed to be injected into the endless sky.

The caterpillar gradually withers and withers.

Suddenly, the big black sword moved.

Suddenly, a terrible toad chirped, and the toad's skull shattered with a loud boom.

The big sword pierced into the windy dantian.

Fenglan's left arm rose with colorful light, and even the person with the sword shrouded tightly.

In an instant, the octagonal attic was unusually quiet, and all the breath of life was masked.

About half an hour later, a little cyan starlight appeared on the tip of the jet-black greatsword.

Subsequently, Fenglan's chaotic dantian, centered on the cyan starlight, slowly broke open, and the colorful light continued to be injected, gradually becoming a radiant space.

The big sword slowly became smaller, and little by little it melted into the newly opened dantian space.

Fenglan didn't feel anything.

The black big sword turned into a sword-shaped phantom, lying across the dantian space.

Gradually, the spiritual power stored in the meridians and acupoints of the whole body seemed to be pulled by the power of the tides, and gradually formed a torrent of spiritual power, without any rules, breaking through the barriers of many meridians and veins, and pouring into the space of the dantian, like a hundred rivers returning to the sea.

Then, all of them disappeared into the sword-shaped phantom.

At this moment, it was still evident that the spiritual power of Fenglan Condensing Yuan Realm cultivation was too thin, and it was not enough to stabilize the dantian space at all.

The colorful light continued to converge into the dantian space, and the space was re-condensed, even more condensed than before the big sword pierced into the dantian.

The incomparable emptiness attacked Fenglan's divine soul.

Fenglan quickly took out the pill box and chewed the elixir one after another, and the situation improved greatly.

Then, he took out a spirit crystal and ran the Wind and Snow Sutra. Gradually, I saw a blue light emerge from the palm, like spiritual liquid seeping into the palm, and then it was carried by the wind and snow through the magic trick Zhou Tian, refined into spiritual power, and stored in the acupoints of the whole body.

With the assistance of the elixir, he absorbed and refined the alien spiritual power in the ten spirit crystals, and only then did he recover the initial level cultivation of the Ning Yuan Realm, and he was about to break through to the middle level.

Fenglan didn't care about anything and rushed out of the window.

The octagonal attic immediately collapsed.

Then, the surrounding attics collapsed one after another.

"This way."

One man waved and shouted from afar.

Feng Lan immediately flashed over.

Barking~.

The big yellow dog barked a few times and rushed into a dark passage.

Feng Lan followed and rushed into the dark passage.