The light of the light curtain talisman had not completely faded, and the faint light was shining, and the surface of the remaining sacrifices in the mausoleum shone with a faint light. In the black and gold coffin, Song Weiduo, who had already been lying down, suddenly sat up, and his dark eyes reflected a scarlet light, staring at Jiang Feng with a spirit.

"It scared the hell out of me. ”

Even though he had been here once, Jiang Feng was still taken aback by the sudden change. Crushed a few spirit stones, illuminated the neighborhood more brightly, and looked at Jiang Chengzi with an innocent face, he wanted to criticize it, but he had to give up.

"Master, you see, I'm right. Jiang Chengzi's little hand picked up the magic trick decently, as if he was reciting a mantra, but in fact he was playing cool, he was the same as Liu Yanluo, he only needed to be distracted and controlled, and there was no need to put on so many shows.

Most of them are bad at learning from themselves, and they do things for An Xinjie, although this little guy is above his arm, he is also watching the whole process, he is really learning and selling.

"Up!"

Song Weiduo, who was broad, stood up from the mausoleum, clumsily turned over the coffin, and stood straight in front of the two. After a period of dormancy, most of the scars on his body have recovered, but his mental state is very poor, compared to the earliest time when Liu Yanluo tried to control him, his eyes are slightly dilated, but the remaining instinctive resistance in his body, after a great battle, seems to have faded.

Jiang Chengzi has the orthodox bloodline of the Thousand Illusion Xuanhuo Crow, which is the same as the demon bloodline in Liu Yanluo's half-demon bloodline, so he can barely control Song Weiduo's actions, this is Jiang Feng's guess. On the other hand, because the bloodlines are not exactly matched, it is impossible to control Song Weiduo to use skills such as the Ring of Flames and summon the fire dragon, and even the natal skill Claw cannot be freely cast. At the same time, Jiang Chengzi's cultivation is also very low, which is the same as that Liu Yanluo, and he can't give full play to Song Weiduo's true strength.

Fortunately, Jiang Feng's intentions were not here. He just wanted to open the neatly inlaid secret box in the wall of secret treasures that shone with golden light, judging from his previous experience, the treasures contained in this wall should be more than those two magic weapon-level artifacts.

"Stand back!"

Jiang Feng took Jiang Chengzi and retreated to the vicinity of the re-dug thief cave, until Jiang Chengzi almost couldn't feel Song Weiduo's presence in his mind.

Control him to open a secret box on the wall at random. Jiang Feng shot out two second-order water shield talismans, covering the two of them respectively, just like Song Weiduo was blessed.

As soon as the crate was opened, the mechanism on the wall was touched, and a large wave of cold iron javelins with corrosive venom shot out from a hidden corner. Even with the defense of ground-level strength, Song Weiduo was still penetrated into a hedgehog by the cold iron javelin, and the water shield charm on his body only slightly blocked the momentum of the cold iron javelin.

It's terrifying!

No wonder Chen Kun also wanted to borrow the hand of Juan Ling to open the secret box that he was familiar with, the power of this kind of mechanism, I am afraid that Song Weiduo's body could not resist twice.

The red light in the eyes of the demon puppet Song Weiduo quickly dimmed, and his whole body trembled wildly, he stretched out his right hand, which was still intact, and a black mist rolled towards the black gold coffin that he had been sleeping before, and the low-level talismans and medicinal herbs that remained in it were stimulated, scattered in the air, and suddenly sucked into Song Weiduo's mouth.

This guy can directly devour such things, if it were an ordinary demon clan, he would have already exploded and died.

Smack!

With the help of the spiritual power contained in the medicinal herbs and spirit runes, the cold iron javelins on Song Weiduo's body were forced out of his body one by one and shot on the pitch-black and smooth stone walls, causing them to collapse one by one. It's just that the wall full of secret crates was not damaged under the impact, and a few golden halos flickered, making the cold iron javelin return in vain.

It looks like there's a show. Jiang Feng had the spirit cage loot he had previously shared, because it was full of spirit cage marks, it was almost difficult to make a move openly, it was better to ...... Seeing that Song Weiduo recovered well, he directly asked Jiang Chengzi to continue to command the demon puppet and open the next secret box.

It's a pity that the luck is too back!

After two consecutive rounds of cold iron javelins, Jiang Feng had to throw away all the inventory in his hand and let the demon puppet devour and recover in order to continue trying. The stone pillars that supported the entire hall had been broken to pieces, and even if there were countless spirit runes and medicinal herbs, they could only try again, otherwise there was a good chance that they would be buried deep in the collapsed mausoleum.

The demon puppet's hairy hand touched a golden secret box again, and opened it clumsily, and only Song Weiduo's breath could open the secret box so smoothly.

A pale gold contract document was presented in front of him. The demon puppet's eyes flashed with a glimmer of light, as if this document had awakened a little memory for him, but that memory was quickly dispersed by the half-demon chaotic mind, and it became muddy again. Without the help of the Half-Demon Bracelet, he now resembles a wild humanoid beast alone.

Hey—

Jiang Feng sighed, and he couldn't say that he was sympathetic, to say that the two of them also had something in common, they were both masters of the same sect. Will one day, after a hundred years, he will become such a demon puppet with a lack of intelligence? Seeing Song Weiduo lying quietly in the coffin again, Jiang Feng suddenly had the urge to take him away.

"Can you give this demon puppet an order to enter the spirit beast bag?" Jiang Feng asked Jiang Chengzi, if he wanted to put a life form like a spirit beast into the spirit beast bag, either the spirit beast was voluntary, or the strength was far superior to that of the spirit beast, and at the moment, the demon puppet obviously did not meet such conditions.

"If the spirit beast bag is placed here with me, it should be fine. Jiang Chengzi begged for the spirit beast bag and quietly communicated with the demon puppet, until after a burst of light, the demon puppet and the black gold coffin disappeared from view at the same time.

He couldn't bear the coffin. ”

Well, looking at the empty ground, Jiang Feng felt a lot of emotion in his heart. Since he has already gained, he is not willing to try to let the demon puppet take the treasure again, he can't be too greedy, maybe this mausoleum will come one day, let it be kept for later, and wait until his strength is enough, and then come to explore.

He spread out the golden contract, and then looked at it carefully. The documents were written in ancient demon script, which is rarely seen now. Jiang Feng had seen similar words in the historical documents of the Rolling Shutter Division, and he recognized a lot.

This turned out to be the canonization document of the founding sect of the Song Lake Sect, issued by the supreme "Nine Old Men" of the Demon Clan of the Northern Continent, it is said that it is the highest organization of the Demon Clan for nearly 10,000 years, all the Demon Clans of the Northern Continent, including the oldest Red Dragon Gate and Huadi Gate, are all canonized by the "Nine Old Men", and each canonization document is signed by a heaven-level deacon - not a member of the Nine Old Men, just the errand boy of the Nine Old Men - and is responsible for supervising the implementation, demarcating the boundaries, and assisting in the conclusion of the covenant. As for the "Nine Old Men", no one seems to know who they are, at least in the records of the Assayama sect, there has never been such a record.

"Cloud Beginner"

This is the name of the heaven-level demon cultivator who is responsible for the execution, Jiang Feng has no impression, and the canonization of the shallow mountain sect in his memory is "Dinghu Shangren". Heaven-level bigwigs usually like to call themselves "Master So-and-so", of course, there are also those who call themselves "So-and-so True Monarch" or "So-and-so Venerable", which is purely a personal preference, and there are no written regulations, but if it is only a prefecture-level cultivation, you can't be so arrogant, otherwise there is only the possibility of "being mysteriously disappeared".

From the records and what I know, if the Song Lake Sect continues to the present, there will still be a 250-year patriarchal protection period, which is 200 years longer than the Qianshan Sect, but it is only defeated by the human race, coupled with civil strife, there is no way, and the demon clan patriarchal system naturally only protects the demon clan.

This is the first time Jiang Feng has seen the canonization document, the last record of the Qianshan Sect should be the period of the six generations, it is estimated that it is either in the mausoleum of Shen Ailong, the head of the sixth generation, or the seventh generation of Shen Dejun was lost, perhaps in the private collection of the two subordinate "Baiguo Snake Lotus" bloodline families, in short, it has not been handed down, so it is impossible for Jiang Feng, the head of the tenth generation.

Holding it in his hand, Jiang Feng involuntarily injected a spiritual power.

The body was dizzy for a while, as if the body had become fluttering, in a panic, Jiang Feng wanted to get rid of the canonization paperwork, but he didn't expect this thing to be stuck in the palm of his hand, forcibly absorbing more spiritual power, until in a mental trance, a spirit body came out of the body, penetrated the mausoleum covered by the thick soil, broke through the muddy and dirty debris on the surface, and went straight to the sky.

The cold clouds descended rapidly in front of him, and the light spirit climbed all the way until he saw the towering low mountains in the distance, the rushing river network, the sparse jungle and the muddy swamp, and the spirit's vision was far beyond imagination. It continued to climb, and its field of vision continued to expand, and it crossed the town of Zhanchuan, where Jiang Feng had stayed, and saw the border of Donghu County, where the people of the Qianshan Sect were casting nets to catch fish, and saw the nameless city of Wei, where the human leaders were walking around, and there were soldiers patrolling the country.

He tried to turn around, but the spirit suddenly fell, like a falling meteorite, and slammed into the ground.

He rubbed his head vigorously, but the feeling of dizziness could not be dissipated for a long time, Jiang Feng found the reason for the fall, and the spiritual power in his body was completely exhausted.

It's a baby.

From the scope of the spiritual body that came out of the body just now, it was almost the "Hometown of the Song Lake Sect" that he knew, and it had such a wonderful effect, checking his own territory? What would happen if he cultivated to a higher level? If he got this canonization document, would he be able to start a sect?

Countless questions surged in Jiang Feng's heart for a moment, but he suddenly had a realization, and the auction of the "Righteous Qi Alliance" nine months later seemed to have become clear.

............

Yuntai City, Jishou Palace.

The head of Qiu Bai Temple is concentrating, he believes in a primitive fetishism in his life, and he is still meditating on the third and last prayer.

Suddenly, a chill seemed to carry a strong peeping, awakening him from his ethereal state. I couldn't help but shudder, he was a fifth-level cultivator, and he was also the only ground-level powerhouse in Heishuimen, this kind of change made him suddenly vigilant, just like the last time he met the Yuanying powerhouse of the Wei State, "Dao Yuan Shengjun", the other party's telekinesis penetrated every inch of his skin at will, and it was cold to the bone.

Who?

The feeling was fleeting, and when he flew into the air, the feeling of peeping was gone.

He didn't collect the futon, dressed in the night, picked up a big red light axe, and flew towards the merchant house of the Spirit Cage Chamber of Commerce. Yuntai City is small, you can reach it with a snap of your fingers, although Bai Zhongkai belongs to the five scum of war among the prefecture-level monks, but his spiritual sense is not low, and Fang Cai's sense of peeping should also be experienced, and he can simply communicate one or two.

"What? I don't know what to do, and I haven't returned?"

Qiu Baisi knew that the two flustered little guys in front of him didn't dare to lie to him, but his current mood was really bad.

Who dares to make trouble at Blackwatergate?

............

Jiang Feng didn't know why the atmosphere in Heishuimen suddenly became tense, and the "dead faces" that were originally forbidden for the living to enter suddenly came out of nowhere, filling the streets and alleys of Yuntai City, which were not spacious.

The Spirit Cage Chamber of Commerce has not made any movement in the past few days, and has hired a few casual cultivators with raw faces, probed one or two, and learned that the other party has ceased business, and it is estimated that they are waiting for the arrival of a new elder. Jiang Feng didn't want to wait here any longer, since he had a temporary token, even if it was from the "Hundred Ghost Hall", he could barely make a difference.

Think about it, maybe the token of "Hundred Ghost Hall" can better clear your suspicion.

After staying for a few more days, Jiang Feng rushed north to leave Heishuimen, passed through the swamp of poisonous water that was gradually appearing on the ice floe, and returned to Zhanchuan Town.

There was a scene of depression everywhere. Surprisingly, Ding Lingyun, the maid who was originally ordered to stay here, ran away on her own because she couldn't bear the hard work here, and she didn't even leave a letter!

Didn't take the boss seriously, did he?

There seems to be good news, though.