"Qingfeng Bamboo Forest?" Standing in the bamboo forest, Wang Zhongxin looked around suspiciously, but did not see any valuable information.

Of the thirty-five monks who came in front, there was none nearby, and they were separated as soon as they entered, just like the formation outside.

Wang Zhong thought back to the scene before he came in, and the painting obviously depicted the bamboo forest he had passed through before, so now that they are picturesque, what they entered should be a copy of that bamboo forest.

And where the chance, if he expected it to be good, it should be in that small courtyard.

There is a flower garden medicine garden in the small courtyard, there are bamboo pavilions, and I don't know if there is a collection of books and pills, or magic weapons and talismans.

Moreover, the exit of the world in this painting should probably be in the small courtyard, otherwise Qing Xuanzi's painting would not have so overlapped with the outside world at that time.

It's just that he doesn't know where he is now, and he doesn't know which direction the courtyard is in, so he can only search around in the bamboo forest for the time being.

"It seems that I encountered a path before, and then it led all the way to that small courtyard! If the world in the painting is the same as the outside world, then there should be a road here!"

With this thought in mind, Lieutenant Wang unfolded all his divine senses and quickly probed forward, and it didn't take long for him to find a path mark in the bamboo forest.

But there are two ends of the path, and there is a trade-off, Wang Zhong looked up, although the sky was infinitely bright, but there was no sun, not even clouds, only a white scene, like a blank on the paper.

"Flying seems hopeless, forget it, just pick one and go first. ”

Wang Zhong condensed, and walked all the way down the left-hand side, surrounded by endless bamboo seas on both sides, ethereal and silent.

After walking for a short time, the path ahead suddenly cut off, and the bamboo forest actually came to the border, and the outer area was endless white chaos, obviously he had gone in the wrong direction, and had already reached the edge of the world in this painting.

It's just that in the king's divine consciousness, there is a very strange feeling about the white and chaotic scene, although he does not feel the danger, but he always feels not very happy.

"Why is that? Could it be that there is another space outside of this chaos? Or is this bamboo forest not the painting painted by Qing Xuanzi, but just one of the entrances?"

Wang Zhong was a little unsure why, rather than looking for the so-called opportunity, he was more concerned about exploring the secrets behind the large and small arrangements in this formation.

On the one hand, it is to explore the follow-up, and on the other hand, it is to reflect and learn what you have learned.

After observing the endless chaos for a while, Wang Zhong still didn't see anything, so he had to follow the same path again.

This time he was extremely fast, quickly overtaking where he had set out and moving on.

But at this moment, when he was fully conscious, he suddenly found a strange place, which made his eyebrows sink and his eyes couldn't help but sink.

On the path, Wang Zhong instantly went deep into the bamboo forest on the left, and after a while, he came to a place in the bamboo forest.

This place is actually no different from the rest of the bamboo forest, there are still tall bamboos everywhere, and under the feet are the bamboo leaves that have fallen from the past, spread in a thick layer, and people step on them, constantly making a creaking sound.

Everything was so real, so real that Wang Zhong looked at the scene in front of him with his eyes tightened.

There is nothing to shock about the broken bamboo, what makes Wang Zhongshen nervous is that this bamboo is broken from the middle, and a section of the bamboo tube in the middle is pinched and broken.

The bamboo, which has not yet completely fallen, hangs among the branches and leaves of its kind around it, swaying.

Wang Zhong slowly stretched out his hand and shook it weakly at the broken place, and his brows furrowed even more.

"How can this be? This should be the bamboo I just pinched with my hands! But the bamboo I pinched off was in the bamboo forest where Qing Xuanzi was, and now I am in a formation space that Qing Xuanzi sent us in, the two may be somewhat similar on the surface, but they should indeed be completely different places, why is there such a scene here?"

The two spaces, as if overlapping in an instant, made him a little confused.

"Moreover, if I continue to follow the situation just now, will I go to a small courtyard again, and there will also be a Qingxuanzi there?"

Wang Zhong became more and more puzzled, if he changed to any other scene, such a strange change would make people frightened, but this is the Daoyuan Conference of Huoyuan Mountain, which should be safe for the time being, and the formation effect shown in it is a little intriguing.

Wang Zhong threw down the bamboo and turned and walked towards the path.

"If you change the scene, this is not the Daoyuan Conference, but when the Heavenly Alliance is attacking, a team of Heavenly Alliance monks killed here, and rashly rushed into the small courtyard guarded by Qing Xuanzi, the moment they rushed in, could it be the same as me now, entering such an inexplicable space?"

"And in this formation space, if there are any powerful means outside the appearance of the bamboo forest, I am afraid that this team of Heavenly Alliance monks will not know how they died. ”

The further he went, the more amazing Wang Center's methods were for Huoyuan Mountain.

Although he couldn't get the chance, Huo Yuanshan's huge and exquisite formation was tested externally, and the use of the means he observed and learned from it was not a simple chance to compare.

"A famous family, it's really extraordinary!"

Seeing the mystery of Huoyuan Mountain's formation, Wang Zhong couldn't help but be amazed.

This is really thanks to the blessing of the Daoyuan Conference, so that he can have the opportunity to observe the means of the Great Gate Sect up close.

If he came in at another time, he would be greeted by the various swords, mountains, fires, and purgatory thunder hidden under the transformation of this formation, and he would be blasted to the ground in an instant.

After walking forward for a while, Wang Zhong's eyes suddenly opened up again, the same open area, the same elegant courtyard, the same threshing field, the same other monks, the same Qingxuanzi, and the scene overlapped again.

When Wang Zhong walked to the top of the field, this "Qing Xuanzi" was also splashing ink, but in his eyes, it was a little unnatural.

Moreover, the monks on the threshing field were completely different from what they had seen before, and some of them frowned, not knowing what they were pondering.

Some of them closed their eyes tightly, clenched their fists tightly, trembling uncomfortably, and seemed to be struggling inexplicably in their consciousness.

Some of them widened their eyes and stared at the "Qing Xuanzi" who was painting, as if they were facing a great enemy.

Some of them have grown their mouths and raised their hands to shout, but they stand there as if the picture is frozen, unable to shout at all, only a pair of frightened eyes are protruding outward.

All kinds of strange appearances, to name a few, if you change places, such a strange atmosphere will definitely make people creepy.

After Wang Zhong walked to the group of monks, the "Qing Xuanzi" above just raised his head and glanced at him: "Oh, there is another Taoist friend coming, just right, all of you thirty-six are here, and you will open directly after the next scene!

When Wang Zhong heard this, he rushed forward with a smile, walked to the side of the case, and said to "Qing Xuanzi": "Come slowly, this Daoist brother of Huoyuan Mountain, there is a companion below, just behind me, why don't you wait for him to come along?"

"Qing Xuanzi" looked at him in surprise when he heard this: "Daoist friend said that he laughed, this breeze bamboo forest is all in the palm of his finger, and there are no other Taoist friends in the forest who are coming, and the friend of Daoist friends is afraid that he will not be able to come." ”

As he spoke, "Qing Xuanzi" wanted to continue painting again, but Wang Zhong stepped forward, grabbed his wrist, narrowed the distance between the two, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, my friend is already here!"

"Oh?" Someone grabbed his wrist, this money couldn't fall, "Qing Xuanzi" was not in a hurry, but looked at Wang Zhong with a smile and said: "Oh? Daoyou's friend has such a good ability?

Wang Zhong stared at his eyes, stretched out a finger in his left hand, pointed at himself, and said, "He has already come, didn't Brother Dao see it?"

"Qing Xuanzi" was stunned for a moment, and the smile on his face disappeared without a trace: "Dao is a friendly means!"

As soon as the words fell, a rippling aura suddenly appeared around the body of "Qing Xuanzi", and after a while, Wang Zhong suddenly felt a slight change in the light in front of him, and immediately had a sense in his heart, and he wanted to strengthen his hand, but unexpectedly he was blocked by a strong mana.

He couldn't use the Xuanyuan True Solution, and he was shocked away in an instant.

And Qing Xuanzi in front of him suddenly smiled at him: "This Taoist friendly spiritual, I can't imagine that among the thirty-six people, you are the first to wake up, and the opportunity is in the attic, please." ”

Wang Zhong didn't have time to think about Qing Xuanzi's words, and immediately looked around, the harvest field was still the same grain field, Qing Xuanzi was still the same Qing Xuanzi, and even the other thirty-five monks were still the thirty-five monks, but their expressions were confused, or anxious, or gritted their teeth, all standing motionless on the field.

On the side of the harvest field, there is the small bamboo courtyard, which is shrouded in a flickering spiritual light, which is magnificent.

Qing Xuanzi was standing behind the table, but the pen in his hand had already been put down, and there was a painting on the table that had just been painted not long ago, which was painted in a bamboo forest, in front of a small courtyard, more than 30 monks were waiting for one person to paint.

And in the picture-in-picture, there is also a bamboo forest and a small courtyard.

Layer upon layer, seemingly endless!

"It turns out that I didn't go in, this is a kind of illusion at the beginning?" Wang Zhongyu asked Qing Xuanzi with emotion.

Qing Xuanzi put his hands behind his back, smiled and nodded: "It's illusion and truth, it's truth and illusion, what Daoist friends feel, then he is!"

Wang Zhong's eyes froze, and he paused for a moment, and then bowed to Qing Xuanzi and said, "Thank you, Brother Dao, for acting the method!

Qing Xuanzi was stunned when he heard this, and he didn't seem to have figured out what the name of this spell was, and said: "Not yet, Daoyou is the first one among the one hundred and eight interlocutors to wake up, what do you think is the appropriate name for this spell?"

Wang Zhong thought for a while and said: "Since it is the Daoyuan Ascension Conference, this method is to be a person with a painting, and a person is like a picture, so how about calling it an immortal in the painting?"

"Hmm...... The fairy in the painting, a good name, a good meaning!" Qing Xuanzi thought for a moment when he heard this, and then nodded again and again: "Qing Xuanzi is here to thank Daoyou for giving me a name." But the opportunity has come, why don't you go in and pick one or two?"

Qing Xuanzi said, pointing to the courtyard next to him that had been opened.

Wang Zhong smiled and said, "I'm not busy, I still have something to ask Brother Dao!"

Qing Xuanzi said very generously: "I don't know what you want to ask? As long as you can say it, you will naturally tell you frankly." ”

Seeing this, Wang Zhong smiled and said, "Dare to ask Brother Dao, whether the changes in this Qingfeng Forest are the same as the mysteries of the four directions of the outer heaven and earth!"

Qing Xuanzi smiled and didn't speak, just glanced at Wang Zhong deeply, and then shook his head.

Wang Zhong hurriedly bowed and saluted: "I'm bothering Brother Dao!

Qing Xuanzi just smiled and bowed: "Please!"

Wang Zhong turned around and walked towards the gate of the small courtyard, the moment he passed through the courtyard gate, there seemed to be a thunder explosion around him, and after the roar, he was already in a courtyard full of inspiration, looking back, the outside was full of chaos and nothingness.

The whole courtyard is like a relic of an immortal family floating in this endless chaos, lonely and cold.

In the courtyard, the spring water is tinkling, born from nothingness, flowing all the Qingling Jade, endless.

There is a medicine garden flower garden on the side, and on the land of half an acre in size, there are more than ten plants full of spiritual energy, each of which is a rare treasure.

In a pavilion next to it, there is a stone table and a stone bench, on which there is a brewed spiritual tea, just the breath escapes to the king, and the huge spiritual breath contained in it makes him feel full of blood and blood.

Of course, his tossing was not a benefit, but a powerful stimulus to his own Xuanyuan True Solution.

It is foreseeable that that pot of tea is definitely a rare panacea for ordinary monks.

And the attic in front of him was also open, and there were countless flashes of spiritual light inside, just outside, Wang Zhong had already seen the light of the magic weapon.

Wang Zhong looked left and right, and finally chose to walk towards the attic.

Everything is fine in this world, but it is all useless to him, and for Zheng Jingyue at present, it can only be used as icing on the cake, and cannot have a fundamental effect, so it is okay not to take it.

When I entered the attic, I saw that it was indeed a hidden treasure farm.

On the first floor alone, there were a total of thirteen treasures placed, including three magic weapons and ten superb magic weapons, and their respective powers were definitely far from the best treasures on the market.

Wang Zhong looked around, but still didn't see it, turned around and went up to the second floor.

This attic has three floors, and if it is not bad, it should be that the higher up the things are, the better.

When I came to the second floor, there were only seven spiritual lights placed on this floor, and none of them were magic weapons, but all kinds of strange things.

There are mutilated and broken chapters that are difficult to understand, there are formation catalogues with difficult lines, there are unknown stones that are black but exude an unusually cold atmosphere, there is a piece of leather that keeps circulating and rolling like a living thing, and so on, although they are not common magic weapons, they are definitely rare treasures, and the secrets and values contained in them are definitely not low.

When Wang Zhong walked here, he didn't have the heart to go to the third floor again, and he touched the black stone in the palm of his hand.

This time, instead of any suction, the stone emitted a bright white light.

The light flashed away, and when Wang Zhong looked at himself again, he was already on a wilderness, and where there was any bamboo forest around, but the monks came and went, and the sound of disturbance was endless.