"Is the entrance to the Chang'an Sword Shrine this cave?" Bei Qiufeng said in admiration, "I can't believe it, such a narrow one can at most allow a small child to get into, and I'm afraid we won't be able to get out if we go in, right?"

"So the designer's intention, of course, is not to let us climb into it. Xu Changfeng said lightly, "Since you can't climb in, then go in." ”

"How do you go?" said Bei Qiufeng, touching the rock above, "This is a real stone, not an illusion. ”

"Get out of the way. The boy put the oil umbrella aside in his hand and pulled out the lone shadow dagger behind him.

Bei Qiufeng looked at the young man's actions and was surprised again. He didn't believe that this young man wanted to break through this mountain rock with this sword, he was afraid that he would have to have a seventh-order cultivator to do it, right? He was really a little worried, if the mountain rock was unscathed, but his weapon was broken, it would be more than worth the loss.

Bei Qiufeng still wanted to say something, but Xu Changfeng had already raised the spirit sword in his hand.

Seeing that the thin spiritual power quickly covered the surface of the blade, the young man held his breath and stared, and let out a loud shout, the sword in his hand bloomed with a dim light, cutting through the silence of the night, and gently striking on the rock wall.

Bei Qiufeng thought that Xu Changfeng would use a lot of force to break through this rock wall, but he didn't.

The boy's strength was light, like a feather slowly falling on the rock wall. But the moment the blade touched the rock wall, there was an incomparably crisp crashing sound, which made Bei Qiufeng couldn't help but be surprised.

"This ......"

Immediately afterwards, another picture of spirit emerged in front of the northern autumn wind.

The impregnable rock wall in front of me was shattered!

It was as if a huge stone gate had been broken, and a two-foot-high cave appeared in front of the two of them.

Bei Qiufeng didn't have time to be surprised, his hand was grabbed by Xu Changfeng, and the two walked quickly into the stone gate.

Rumble......

The northern autumn wind was puzzled, and suddenly there was a sound of rocks colliding behind him. He subconsciously looked back, only to see that the originally broken mountain rock was slowly restored, and the gravel on the ground flew out of thin air as if it had a soul.

In less than ten breaths, the rock wall was blocked again, and the cave was plunged into darkness.

Whoosh!

Then, in the next moment, a fire lit up in the cave.

In the sight of the two, there were many people at once.

"Du Yuchen, Zhan Liuli, Liang Yi......" Xu Changfeng muttered the names of these acquaintances in his heart, it turned out that they came so early.

"You're finally here. The moment Du Yuchen saw Xu Changfeng, he nodded and said, "If you don't come, I will be very disappointed in you." ”

Liang Yi, who was sitting quietly in the corner, also threw a look of joy at Xu Changfeng.

If Xu Changfeng didn't have the opportunity to participate in this second trial, he might feel a little guilty in his heart. At least for the rest of the time, he will be very uncomfortable.

"Why are you doing this, and you're welcoming us?" asked Bei Qiufeng suspiciously.

"That's not right!" The young man suddenly discovered something, and his face quickly changed, "Bei Qiufeng, these people may not be people!"

He lowered his voice as he looked towards the northern autumn wind beside him.

I saw the north autumn wind on the side, he stood there fixedly, and his feet were the same as those in front of him.

There is no shadow!

Whoever has no shadow is dead!

"You ...... Who the hell is it?" Xu Changfeng exclaimed, his breathing becoming a little short of breath as he clenched the Lone Shadow Short Sword in his hand.

The faces of these people in front of him suddenly turned gray, and the whole person stared at him directly, looking like zombies. Xu Changfeng didn't dare to slack off, he kept retreating, obviously this cave was not very long, but he felt that he had retreated for a long, long time. However, the people in front of them were still in hot pursuit, and the distance between them was getting closer and closer, almost meeting each other.

Xu Changfeng realized that he couldn't go on like this, and he took a deep breath.

He was sure that none of these people were real, so he raised his sword and slashed at them.

However, when the Lone Shadow Short Sword touched these people's bodies, they were scattered to the ground like ashes in an instant. Once again, the cave was plunged into darkness and empty.

The northern autumn wind that was still beside him before is gone.

"What the hell is going on, where am I?" Xu Changfeng exclaimed in his heart.

He had read a lot of Qimen miscellaneous scriptures, but he had never heard of such a mysterious place, what kind of place was this?

He vaguely heard that the sword intent of a high-level cultivator could create an illusion, just like when Mo Xingxiao drew his sword in Daoxiang Village that day, he saw a sky full of stars. But that is the active consciousness of the advanced cultivator, not his own consciousness.

It is impossible for Mo Xingxiao to know these people, but Xu Changfeng does.

Therefore, these images, even if they were false, were fantasies in his own consciousness, not images that could be compared to by a high-level cultivator with his sword intent.

"What the hell is this ......"

Whoosh!

The lights are back on.

The boy faintly heard the crackling raindrops, and he rubbed his eyes to look at them. I don't know when I was in a small house, and the house was filled with the smell of books.

An old man and a young man sat quietly in the room.

The young man's eyes widened, he couldn't believe that the young man sitting in front of him was actually himself!

Crunch......

The door panel was slowly pushed open, and a man walked in the rain.

"Zhao Xinji!"

Xu Changfeng couldn't help but exclaim.

The next scene was exactly as he remembered.

Until the wind stops coming.

"Who are you?" Mo turned as he turned around, as if ignoring the surprised young man in the room, and looked at him.

"Are you very angry? Do you know Zhao Xinji? What do you have to do with Zhao Xinji?" Mo Zhifeng looked at Xu Changfeng and asked.

Crunch, the picture in front of me changed again.

The person in front of him is still Zhao Xinji, but the scene he is in is the extremely oppressive and dark world, Chang'an Heavenly Prison.

"You should recognise this place. Mo Zhifeng said lightly.

"What do you want to say. Xu Changfeng took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.

Although I know that all this is illusory, I touch the scene. When he saw this scene, he couldn't help but recall the scene of that night in the prison. Although it was just a passerby for him, it was enough to leave a deep shadow in his heart.

"The fish that slipped through the net in the Sky Sword Village, is that you?" Mo Zhifeng asked in a deep voice as he looked at the young man.

"I don't understand what you're saying. Xu Changfeng shook his head and sneered, "Everything you let me see is just illusory. ”

"Really?" Mo Zhifeng smiled slightly.

Whoa!

A sharp blade stabbed deep into the scarred man in the cell.

Zhao Xinji opened his eyes with difficulty, staring at Xu Changfeng with straight eyes.

"Don't!" the young man couldn't help but feel a tingle in his heart.

Zhao Xinji is the hope, the hope of the Sky Sword Village. The moment Zhao Xinji collapsed in Mr. Qin's courtyard that day, he already felt deep despair. Now that Zhao Xinji is traumatized again, the whole person is even more heartbroken.

"Do you want to say it?" Mo Zhifeng was very calm, he became less like the Mo Zhifeng that the teenager once knew, "If you say it, I may be able to spare his life." You know, Zhao Xinji has been in the prison for a long time, and in a sense, even if he dies, no one will care. ”

"You dare!" the young man raised his sword and stabbed at Mo Zhifeng.

"Bang dang!" he knew that all this in front of him was illusory, but the lone shadow short sword in his hand was bounced away by Mo Zhifeng with a gentle wave of his hand!

This was obviously impossible to do, but Mo Zhifeng still did it.

"How can this be?" Xu Changfeng couldn't believe it.

Is all this an illusion or a real existence?

Suddenly, a deep fear sprouted from the bottom of his heart, which was the fear of the power of the imperial court.

"No......," exclaimed the boy, "why, why did I become so afraid?"

It was as if there was a voice in his heart that made him give up all resistance......