Zhang Ziming's eyes lit up, and when he opened his eyes again, he found that he was still in that secret room. And Qian Miao and the others were all lying on the ground, as if they were still asleep.

I don't know when the young master will wake up, Zhang Ziming said secretly in his heart, and leaned Qian Miao and the others in the corner. Walk back and forth in the secret room by yourself.

Several broken swords inserted into the ground in the secret room were faintly glowing, and Zhang Ziming was idle and curious, and stepped forward to take a closer look.

This broken sword, it seems that I have seen it somewhere, why does it feel familiar.

Zhang Ziming stretched out his hand and grasped one of the broken swords.

Suddenly, Zhang Ziming only felt that the broken sword trembled slightly, and the true qi in his body operated automatically. Zhang Ziming hurriedly withdrew his hand, but found that his hand and the broken sword seemed to be tightly connected and could not be separated.

What to do, I can't have touched some mechanism. Zhang Ziming was so anxious that he was sweating profusely, and suddenly remembered the existence of the white-haired old man in this secret room, and was about to shout. Suddenly, a divine thought hit Zhang Ziming's sea of knowledge, and Zhang Ziming only felt that his eyes were splitting at this moment, and his head was spinning.

For a moment, his face turned red and he was sweating profusely. In front of me, I was in a trance, and I almost wanted to pass out.

At this moment, a strange scene is happening in Zhang Ziming's sea of knowledge. The originally calm sea of knowledge was turbulent at the moment, and a black dot similar to a sword could be faintly seen in a white wave.

This black spot seems to be rooted in the sea of knowledge, and no matter how the divine thoughts in the sea of knowledge are washed, they will stand still.

As if conscious, the black dot slowly spreads out, forming a black spot that fights against the white waves.

At this moment, Zhang Ziming was clenching his teeth, only to feel a splitting headache.

Suddenly, Zhang Zi knew that the symbols he saw on the stone wall appeared in the sea, like ghost paintings.

The originally jerky and obscure symbol gradually evolved into a golden river, flowing towards Zhang Ziming's sea of knowledge.

The black spots, which were originally immovable, were instantly wiped out when they met this golden river as if they had met a natural enemy.

And after this golden river flowed to the side of Zhang Ziming's sea of knowledge, it gradually faded in color, as if it was sleeping in Zhang Ziming's sea of knowledge.

Zhang Ziming was panting heavily at the moment, and his originally painful head also regained its calm.

Zhang Ziming hurriedly let go of the hand holding the broken sword, although he didn't know what happened, but at the moment it seemed that he was lucky to survive again.

He hurriedly retreated, not daring to touch the broken sword on the ground at will.

"Little brother, where are we?" Yueyue's voice came from the corner.

Zhang Ziming was overjoyed in his heart, it seemed that the young master was about to wake up. Hurriedly responded: "Yueyue, how are you feeling?"

Yueyue stood up and said sleepily: "Yueyue feels like I've had a long, long dream. In my dream, I seemed to have eaten a lot of delicious food. ”

"Hey, Brother Ziming, why are these little brothers and sisters lying down?"

"We slept in the illusion before. ”

"Illusion! There is an illusion in this place, I really don't know which shameless person set up such a strange spell. Yueyue pursed her lips.

“... Don't!" Ma Xiaoling suddenly shouted, and then stood upright, as if she had experienced something in the illusion, and at this moment the sweat had already wet her clothes.

"Miss Ma, are you okay?" Zhang Ziming hurriedly asked.

Ma Xiaoling took a deep breath, saw Qian Miao, Liu Qingshan, and Liu Qingyun who were still lying down, and asked eagerly, "What's wrong?"

Zhang Ziming hurriedly told him about the illusion, Ma Xiaoling felt at ease, and asked again: "Then why haven't Qian Miao and the others woken up yet?

As soon as the words fell, Liu Qingshan and Liu Qingyun woke up at the same time, both of them looked a little flustered, as if they had experienced something in the illusion. Then Zhang Ziming told the illusion again, and the two of them calmed down.

Zhang Ziming saw that Qian Miao had not woken up for a long time, and he was worried, walked to Qian Miao's side, shook Qian Miao's body gently, and shouted at Qian Miao: "Young master, young master..."

But Qian Miao on the ground did not react, and Zhang Ziming probed Qian Miao with a snort. At this time, Zhang Ziming's expression changed greatly, and a look of panic appeared on his face.

"Young Master Liu, Miss Ma, come on, young master, young master, him!" Zhang Ziming panicked, only to feel that his hands were trembling, and the six gods were masterless.

Ma Xiaoling was also shocked in her heart, and hurriedly probed Qian Miao's pulse, only to see that Qian Miao's pulse was completely empty and lifeless. Ma Xiaoling's face was full of panic, her eyes flashed with tears, and she couldn't seem to believe what she was looking for.

Yueyue on the side, Liu Qingshan, and Liu Qingyun were also stunned, not knowing what to do.

Zhang Ziming was sad and angry in his heart, and was about to question the white-haired old man desperately.

Suddenly, I saw Qian Miao's eyes open, the corners of her mouth rose, and her eyes were full of jokes.

Seeing this, Zhang Ziming stumbled and said, "Young master, young master, you!"

Qian Miao stood up, shook her head proudly, and touched Zhang Ziming's head with her hand, "Your young master and I, I am blessed with great fortune, how can I die so easily." I'm just trying to scare you. ”

Ma Xiaoling, who was on the side, heard Qian Miao's words, and said with a crying voice: "You person, do you know how worried we are!"

Qian Miao touched her head, as if she didn't expect the situation to be so serious, and hurriedly apologized to everyone, "It's me who is wrong, and everyone is worried." ”

Yueyue snorted on the side, "What's the use of apologizing! Yueyue almost thought that the big bad guy had died!"

Qian Miao smiled and touched Yueyue's head, Yueyue dodged with a disgusted face and hid behind Zhang Ziming.

"In this way, after we go out, Young Master Ben will be the east! Please don't get drunk and don't return in Piaoxiang Building!"

"Hey, hey, big bad guy, get your money ready. Yueyue said through gritted teeth.

Everyone laughed, as if what they had experienced in the illusion had been forgotten.

The stone door opened, Zhang Ziming and his party all walked out of the secret room and walked out of the tunnel, and the psychic white-veined tiger who had died of anger was still lying next to the big pit.

"Young Master, what should I do with this strange beast?"

"This white-veined tiger, there is still some use for Neidan, you take out Neidan, and you can hand it over when the time comes." ”

Zhang Ziming nodded, and was going to borrow a weapon to break the skin of the white-veined tiger, but a thought flashed in his heart, and he directly slashed at the white-veined tiger with his palm.

Although this white-veined tiger is not a desolate alien product, it is also a relatively difficult beast in this Xiaoliang Mountain Range, which is not unrelated to its skin as hard as iron.

But Zhang Ziming's palm went down, but it was like cutting tofu with a knife, and directly opened the intestines of the white-veined tiger.

When Qian Miao saw this scene, her eyes lit up, and the corners of her mouth smiled. The rest of the people naturally didn't know the mystery here, and Qian Miao was already familiar with ancient books and knew everything about the strange beasts of this Xiaoliang Mountain Range.

Now seeing Zhang Ziming so relaxed, I was secretly happy in my heart, guessing that Zhang Ziming had broken through the foundation and increased his strength. Then the competition of the training camp in the three houses must be a little more certain.

Zhang Ziming took out Neidan and handed it to Qian Miao, suddenly remembered the token, and hurriedly asked Qian Miao.

Qian Miao smiled, "I found it for you a long time ago." After speaking, he threw the Sanfu token to Zhang Ziming. Zhang Ziming touched his head and smiled.

At this time, the night fades and the day falls. The flowers and plants in the forest swayed in the wind, and Zhang Ziming and his party walked towards the small cool post station in the assembly place of the three prefectures.