A hint of surprise flashed in Sang Ling's eyes, the smell that suddenly wafted was not fragrant or smelly, but with an indescribable fishy smell, so strange.

Sweeping around, the corridor is clean, it can be seen that it is not from the environment, then this smell should come from people.

There was a gloomy look in her eyes, and Sang Ling's eyes were heavy and she looked in the direction where Zang Tian and Zang Feng were gone. She had been entangled with Zang Feng before, but he didn't have this smell on his body, that was from Zang Tian's body?

Racing in his head, all the information about Zang Tian emerged one by one-

The smell of the body is mixed;

He practiced quickly, often retreated, became angry and angry, and killed people;

Zang Feng's stealing was easily fooled just now, and it was obvious that Zang Tian had a problem with his memory;

Obviously, the exercises that Zang Tian cultivated were probably not serious immortal methods, but ......

Evil law.

Inside the courtyard, the study was closed, like a giant beast opening its abyssal maw, waiting to be devoured.

Thinking of the past that Da Mao once described to himself, the big demon was killed by Zang Tian, who was unknown and did not have a high cultivation, it can be seen that Zang Tian still has a lot of secrets......

Sang Ling turned back and re-approached the study, maybe all the secrets on Zang Tian's body could be found here.

"Squeak-"

Gently push the door in, and the study is empty and unobstructed. There is no secret law of the mechanism at all, and of course there is no big demon.

Sang Ling's mansion has been searched by her, and there is indeed no trace of the big demon, the big demon is not here, so where should it be?

Suddenly, a thought flashed through my mind.

It turned out to be that place.

But it's true that apart from that place, there is no other place where a big demon can be held, and if it is placed elsewhere, it will be difficult to move back and forth.

Since no trace of the big demon has been found, all that remains is to continue to explore Zang Tian's exercises. It's just that after searching around, I didn't even find a futon, so it can be seen that there must be a secret room in this study.

But the study room was empty, and there were only a few pretending books on a few shelves, and there were no other enchantments. It's like an ordinary study.

If there was no Zang Feng before, she might have really let it go, and now that she knows that this person is wrong, she directly checked it a second time.

This time, it was she who noticed something abnormal, the tip of her nose twitched slightly, and she smelled more clearly.

"In the entire mansion, the demonic aura here is actually the largest? According to common sense, if it is a big demon, if he kills someone and is stained with blood, he should have a bloody aura, but here is a clean demonic aura, and it seems that it has never been contaminated with blood. That means that the demonic energy here does not come from the big demon. ”

Sang Ling was even more puzzled, feeling that there was a hazy white mist shrouded in front of her, and all the truth was shadowed behind the white mist.

To calm down the restlessness in her heart, Sang Ling stopped, and in a demonic aura, she slowly touched the side of the study in the direction of the heaviest taste.

At last.

She faced the location of a wall.

The walls were painted with white powder, pale as snow. On the right, there is a Duobao Pavilion by the window, and on the slightly narrow wall on the left, there is a painting called the Spring Tour.

Sang Ling casually glanced at the painting, and saw that it was just a mortal thing, so he set his eyes on the Duobao Pavilion.

There are several magic weapons scattered on the Duobao Pavilion, and all kinds of spiritual energy reflect each other, colorful, and shrouded in spiritual power, which is very unusual. Zang Feng also lingered here for a long time just now, and obviously guessed that this place was extraordinary.

Three steps, two steps, one step, and finally Sang Ling walked straight to the front of the Duobao Pavilion, and the spiritual light of various magic treasures and treasures had already shone on it, and in a trance, the whole person seemed to be shrouded in light, covering the clarity in his eyes.

On the Duobao Pavilion, there are thousands of condensing snow, water-like silk, wings in the wind, and fire in the water; There is a Tibetan star mustard, which is rumored to accommodate hundreds of people and thousands of demons, thousands of miles in an instant; There are two sword hairpins, which can be used as women's hairpins in a unique shape, and can be turned into double swords when fighting, which is impossible to prevent......

There are so many treasures that I can be dazzled for a while.

"This Zang Tian collection is really rich and powerful, and I don't know if there are anything that belongs to the demon ancestor in it......"

The voice was hoarse and deep, completely different from the usual.

At this time, Sang Ling's hand had slowly touched one of the magic treasures of the Duobao Pavilion, his eyes were misty, with an unusual look of obsession and fanaticism.

"What belongs to the demon clan should be returned to its original owner."

Her fingertips were only half an inch away from the magic weapon, and in the air in front of her, she suddenly saw a few faint fluorescent flashes.

The Mirror of Retrospective Migration immediately sensed that something was wrong, and exclaimed:

"Don't move!"

But it was too late, and the voice in Sang Ling's head rang empty, but it couldn't wake up the superfluous senses.

The mirror of retrospective migration suddenly became impatient, and wanted to use the energy in the mirror to stop it, but the mirror body flickered, and there was only a little bit of thinness, and half a point could not break the method of this obstacle.

Before, in order to protect Sang Ling, after coming out of the forbidden place, every time the strength was fed, it gave a lot, and I thought that it would not take much to sleep, but I never expected that this time there was an accident.

Without the strength of the organization, the Mirror of Retrospective Migration can only pull its throat and desperately warn.

"Stop it! Stop it! Sang Ling, wake up, wake up! ”

“....... Wake up, you're so noisy. ”

There was only the last finger left in the tip of the Duobao Pavilion, and it came to a near stop.

His eyes glanced at the few "thin lines" floating in front of him, and his eyes were cold.

She slowly withdrew her hand and stepped back, and her whole person was a foot away from the Duobao Pavilion that had been set up with a barrier before stopping.

The Mirror of Retrospective Migration hurriedly said:

"Fortunately, your heart is still strong and strong, and you woke up immediately. This Duobao Pavilion is weird, the magic weapon light is a blinding method, and there seems to be some other formation shrouded in the magic weapon, it is completely a trap waiting for the stupid pig to jump! ”

Laughed by the "stupid pig" of the retrospective mirror, Sang Ling eased her nervousness and said in disgust:

"Mirror, I almost hit the front foot, and you scolded me for being a pig on the back foot. I don't know who screamed like a pig in my head just now. ”

The mirror of retrospective smacks fiercely, and does not recognize it at all:

"Who, it's not me anyway."

After fighting with the mirror of traceability, Sang Ling seized the time to call the aura to run around her body, cleansing away the obstacle method of the Duobao Pavilion, her heartbeat calmed, and the fog in Sang Ling's brain completely dissipated, and she recovered her heart.

Suddenly, a trace of silver was caught in the corner of her eye, and Sang Ling looked up, only to see that in the emptiness above the magic weapon, there were a few small hair-like things flashing in the sun, with a dangerous aura.

This thing floating on the magic weapon seems to be the defensive magic circle.

It's a lot like ......, though.

"Spider Silk."

The mirror of retrospective transmission suddenly spoke, two simple words, but it was the truth that was revealed.

Everyone in the cultivation realm despised the evil ways of the demon clan, and they wanted to trample the demon clan on the soles of their feet in terms of verbal status, but the magic weapon of the demon clan was in their hands and used it completely.

It's ridiculous.

Looking at the golden Duobao Pavilion in front of him, Sang Ling's eyes were covered with a layer of coldness, this Zang Tian looked rude, but he didn't expect that he was a scheming and superb person.

Just now Zang Feng touched the magic weapon on the Duobao Pavilion, and Zang Tian suddenly appeared, which is likely to be related to this spider silk.

As soon as the ordinary monk entered the study and explored the circle, it was easy to find the Duobao Pavilion, and then he was confused by the obscuration method hidden in the light of the magic weapon. Whether it is true greed or fake greed, it will be directly swept in one net, and all of it will be sent to the magic weapon, and as soon as it touches the spider silk, it will activate the formation, directly link with Zang Tian, and it will be completely exposed.

Who would set up such a dangerous magic circle in the study room that is commonly used, it seems that there is a lot of hidden here.

She suddenly thought of something, and turned her head to look at the painting on the other side, which looked like an ordinary mortal thing, unlike the pearlescent brilliance of the Duobao Pavilion.

It doesn't even match the whole study, which is a bit weird.

Sang Ling's eyes swept left and right, and sneered:

"There was a stone hidden in a house of gold, and I wondered if there was gold in it. Zang Tian is really smart, every step is exhausted, I don't know if I will lose my life in the end. ”

The mirror of retrospective thought was half incredulous, and mocked:

"You see that he was originally a monk with a low cultivation, if he hadn't designed to kill the big demon back then, where would his strength have soared, and he would have been able to get the position of Longnan City. Now that she is majestic, even if the only daughter is a mortal, how many sect families can be attracted to a banquet to come over to congratulate her, where can she be mistaken. ”

Sang Ling's eyes were slightly condensed, but it was the meaning of coldness:

"High-rise buildings rise out of thin air, where will they not collapse?"

As she spoke, she had approached the only painting in the study, the ordinary thing in the golden house—a picture of a spring outing.

A few strokes, simply waved, after a large freehand blank, there are a few green willows, the courtyard of the tile house, and a person is stopping in front of the tile house to look in.

The only thing that the characters do doesn't seem to be enjoying the scenery?

With a trace of doubt in her eyes, Sang Ling looked at the only person in the painting, he was just a drooping child, not very old, but he was tiptoeing to look at the tiled house, with a serious expression.

"Spring outing?"

Her gaze took a closer look at the name of the drawing, and then confirmed that it was the name. Sang Ling's eyebrows flickered for a moment, her thoughts surged, and finally, she actually reached out directly to the painting.

The mirror of retrospective migration paused suddenly, and was about to speak, when suddenly he saw a flash of white light in front of him, and his body was slightly sluggish. When he was loosened, he was suddenly sent into another space.

The soil under your feet is soft, a few wisps of emerald green willows are slightly blowing on your head, and the breeze is slightly cool, as if you have come to spring.

It is clear that Longnan City is already sunny at this time, and the weather is hot.

Sang Ling looked around, and saw a courtyard not far away, surrounded by a fence, surrounded by a large tiled house-

The doors and windows were narrow, the room was low, and there seemed to be a few dark shadows shaking inside, and there were people inside.

"Who are you?"

A childish and stereotypical child's voice sounded, and when she turned around, she saw that it was a drooping child, looking up at her vigilantly, with dull eyes, like an object randomly dotted with ink on a paper figure, without half a point of popularity.

Sang Ling looked at the "familiar" person in front of her, and suddenly laughed, understanding that she had made the right bet.

Here, it is still Longnan City, and she is also in the study of the City Lord's Mansion, but not in reality, but in a painting, a painting of a spring outing.

Zang Tian really calculated people's hearts and understood human nature.

A wall, everything on the left, and Duobao Pavilion on the right, the vast majority of people will go to check the Duobao Pavilion first.

In the end, even if you are lucky enough to avoid Duobao Pavilion, you can see the person who knows the first level, even if you finally find this painting, where can you dare to touch this painting with confidence? They will only carefully circle around the study, even if the painting is placed in front of them, they will only use the aura to test, but the final result is that the painting is a mortal thing, and it will not cause half a reaction from the aura.

Who knows, someone has set the activation method of this painting to be accessible by touch.

Only Sang Ling, who has a certain understanding of Zang Tian's mental nature, and has already stepped on a thunder in Zang Feng, will be lucky enough to enter here-

The secret room where Zang Tian really cultivated, the space hidden in the painting.