If you dislike it, you dislike it, but if you still say it, it's yours.

Nangong Qingyi directly lifted the little stone man with his head, but he didn't sink at all, and grinned, "Listen to the master." ”

The little stone man snorted something.

Nangong Qingyi's face darkened suddenly, and when he looked around, everyone else was looking at him, Xiao Feng seemed to be smiling, and the others were at a loss.

He was so angry that a chestnut smashed on the stone man's skull, but he screamed in pain.

So, everyone laughed.

"You're on the wrong track, go back. Seeing that several people had eased up, Xiao Feng waved his hand to greet.

Zhuge Li deliberately took two quick steps and asked Xiao Feng quietly, "What did you do?"

He asked very coincidentally, not to ask why those strange things didn't dare to provoke Xiao Feng, nor to directly ask Xiao Feng why he came now, how he knew that they had gone wrong, and how to say whatever you wanted, but the words were all at this point, and it would be too shameless if he didn't answer.

But Xiao Feng was very faceless this time, shook his head, and trotted to the front.

Zhuge Li frowned, and it was hard to say anything.

Along the way, the boy has been acting abnormally for some reason.

They walked back, there were potholes along the way, they were in a hurry to run for their lives, they didn't feel it, and now they all admired how they didn't wrestle.

The waterhole was calm, as if nothing had happened, and the group didn't dare to look at it, so they followed Xiao Feng directly into the next passage.

This passage has nine twists and eighteen bends, like a big labyrinth, occasionally there are water dripping down, and from time to time they encounter a few piles of white bones, and they all guess that this may be the person who has wrapped themselves around to death.

After walking for a while, a group of people can hardly find the east, west, north and south, even the compass is also inaccurate, if it is not for Xiao Feng to lead the way, someone should question whether it is lost.

At this time, Xiao Feng said that he had stopped to rest for a while, and they all stopped.

After a series of accidents, several people were a little exhausted, and sat down against the wall, Lin Feng told Xiao Feng about Zhuge Li's situation, Xiao Feng only nodded, and didn't say anything, Lin Feng was a little helpless.

Behind, Nangong Qingyi suddenly shouted.

A few people leaned over to take a look, and it turned out to be some murals, which were very corroded, and could be vaguely identified as scenes such as the ascension of the heavenly maiden, and there was no practical significance, so they were all interested.

This kind of mural painting is the same in the ancient tombs, and they all imply the beauty of future generations, or immortality, but they are not seen and heard a lot.

Nangong Qingyi is a novelty, plus he received a little monster, and he was excited, so he admired it to himself, and did not hesitate to praise it, but a few people listened to it like a lullaby, and they were sleepy unconsciously.

I don't know how long it took, Nangong Qingyi suddenly stopped talking, and the surroundings were quiet all of a sudden, and then a slight rustling sound was heard, getting closer and closer, which made people's hearts furious.

Xi Yan shouted, "Xiao Nangong, what are you doing?"

Nangong Qingyi sighed, and the rustling sound stopped, "I found something good, don't you see it?"

Heehiko snorted, "Be quiet." ”

Nangong Qingyi sighed, and then there was silence.

After a while, Nangong Qingyi ran back from the passage and woke everyone up, almost causing public outrage, but fortunately, the news he said was attractive enough, he said that he knew who the owner of the tomb was.

Several people were surprised, and even Xiao Feng showed a surprised expression.

Nangong Qingyi immediately became triumphant, "You must not guess that those murals are double-layered, and the outside is messy, but there are a lot of things explained inside." ”

As soon as he said this, it was bad, everyone didn't listen to his tirade, and ran behind Nangong Qingyi.

Before Nangong Qingyi could stop him, a group of people stopped their feet again, their faces shocked.

He looked back and froze.

Behind me I don't know when it turned into a cliff, the sea of clouds under it is surging, there is Lingyun Mountain in the distance, the golden temple on the top of the mountain stands, the surrounding colorful glow is like burning, the crane wanders, the sky and water flow straight down, the world is alone, not like the mortal land.

However, at this time, I saw a white shadow directly stepping over, and when I looked at it again, there was nothing in front of me, only Xiao Feng was looking at something on the rock wall with a fire.

A few people suddenly realized that it should have been an illusion just now, or something hallucinogenic hidden behind the mural, as soon as Nangong Qingyi scratched the mural outside, those things volatilized.

A few people hurriedly ran over, and saw Xiao Feng's brows furrowed very tightly, looking at a mural of a white-clothed battle battlefield, behind the white-clothed mermaids was a team of half-human and half-fish sharks, a team of fire-colored strange birds, a team of Chengren high stone people, and countless troops, in front of the team, a red-clothed drum, juxtaposed with the white-clothed, and only that one person was juxtaposed with the white-clothed.

Lin Feng hurriedly looked back.

In the previous picture, the white clothes brought out countless fire-colored strange birds from the sea of fire.

In the previous picture, the white-clothed man brought out of the mist countless stone figures.

He looked straight from the beginning.

In the first picture, a man in a green shirt walks out of the darkness with a baby in his arms.

In the second picture, children are reading sage books, and the people in green shirts are playing alone.

In the third picture, between the green mountains and green waters, there is a young man boating on the lake, watching the rain hit the water.

In the fourth, the young man walks out of the secluded mountain forest, surrounded by life.

In the fifth, the young man makes friends, drinks and talks, has red clothes and dancing sleeves, and has confidants singing.

In the sixth picture, everyone is crowded, and the young man is dressed in white, competing in all directions.

The seventh, the smoke and flames of war, the chaos of the soldiers, the white-clothed independent city wall, full of self-blame.

In the eighth, the mermaid sings, and the white clothes go to sea.

The ninth piece was received to the place where Lin Feng was looking.

In the twelfth picture, the red clothes are gone, the white clothes are gloomy, the green shirt scholar is blocking thousands of troops, and the three teams of monsters are nowhere to be found.

In the thirteenth picture, the white clothes returned to the secluded mountains and forests, and behind them were the scholars in green shirts.

The fourteenth, the initial darkness, has a huge star, white clothes and green shirts standing facing each other.

The fifteenth, on the top of a majestic mountain, is white-clothed and blood-stained, sleeping forever.

In the sixteenth painting, in the bronze sarcophagus, the white clothes sleep quietly, and a dark blue star above the head emits a dim light, surrounding the white clothes.

There were a few lines of strange symbols engraved next to this mural, Lin Feng couldn't understand it, guessing that it was written by ancient times, so he turned his head to look at Xiao Feng, wanting to ask Xiao Feng if he knew.

Xiao Feng was already looking at another mural, and Lin Feng also leaned over to look at it, but what was recorded was not a biography, but something that I didn't know, the majestic fog, the boundless Black Sea, the churning magma, the flying sand in the sky, the boundless snowfield, and the mountains that reached the sky...... Twelve of them.

"What is this?" Lin Feng asked confusedly.

"Forbidden land. Xiao Feng replied, "All the forbidden places are here." ”

He looked at the last few lines of ancient text, smiled, pointed to the huge star, and said, "The person who painted this mural said that this is the origin of the forbidden land. ”

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