Chapter 118: Regain Your Memory!

The ghost creature illuminated by the silver light, its face was revealed, and it was exactly the same as Feng Wanli.

"It's a ghost condensed from my memories!"

The color of Feng Wan's heart changed slightly, and he never expected that the black hand behind the scenes would actually refine his memories into ghosts.

The ninth uncle in front of him also changed his complexion slightly, picked up the soul suppression spell floating in the air, and directly attached it to the forehead of the ghost thing, the silver bronze mirror in his hand did not decrease, and the yin qi on the ghost thing continued to float out.

"Ding Dong!"

A reddish crystal fell from mid-air.

Feng Wanli quickly stepped out and grabbed the memory crystal in his hand.

"Uh-huh!"

As soon as I touched the crystallization of memory, Feng Wanli's eyes turned black, and the missing memories kept coming to mind.

The old lady who burned paper in front of the door, the red-clothed hanged ghost named Yue'er, the weird Hongfu, and the slow footsteps, the cold touch.

It was also at that moment that Feng Wanli's memory was withdrawn and he fell into a coma.

"Whew!"

Feng Wanli slowly opened his eyes, but found that Uncle Nine was looking at the copper well in the center of the secret room, and at this time, he saw Feng Wanli open his eyes, nodded, and said, "Wanli, are you okay?" ”

Feng Wanli rubbed his slightly tired eyebrows and replied, "Thank you for your concern, I'm much better now." ”

Uncle Jiu's face was slightly condensed, and he asked, "Then do you have any clues in your memory?"

Feng Wanli shook his head: "I fainted when I saw only a pitch-black hand, and there was nothing else." ”

"Uh-huh!"

Uncle Nine nodded, and since he didn't get any news, he turned his gaze to the copper well in front of him.

The copper well is not high, only as high as the waist, and the white Ze divine beast is depicted on it, and the four corners are the bronze elephants of gluttonous divine beasts.

"Uncle Shi, what's in the well?"

Looking at the copper well in front of him, Feng Wanli slowly stepped forward and asked.

Uncle Jiu frowned, looked at the copper well in front of him, gently pinched a red talisman with his right hand, rubbed it slightly, and an orange-red flame instantly condensed into his fingertips.

"Whoa!"

Under the light of the flames, the darkness in the copper well was instantly expelled.

The inside of the copper well is bottomless, and countless strange curse marks are carved on the inside.

"Memory crystallization can be condensed through this?"

Feng Wanlijian's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he asked Uncle Jiu, "And what are these curse marks?"

Behind him, Qiusheng raised his eyebrows and said, "This pile of broken copper and iron is not worth anything, so let's destroy it directly!"

Uncle Nine nodded and replied, "Since you can't see what the truth is, it's a good idea to destroy it directly." ”

Before the words fell, Uncle Nine took out a dark blue talisman in his right hand and pinched out the magic trick left and right.

"Sting!"

The dark blue talisman burned instantly, and a dark blue flame continued to rise.

"Go!"

Uncle Nine raised slightly, and the faint blue flame fell lightly.

"Crackling!"

The faint blue flames continued to spread, and the flames fell on it and spread rapidly.

"It's that simple!"

Seeing that the copper well burned so easily, Feng Wanli raised his eyebrows, it stands to reason that this copper well is not simple, and it was burned down so easily in the end.

"Let's go!"

Seeing that the flames continued to burn, Uncle Nine waved his hand and said to Wen Cai Qiusheng, "Let's go back quickly." ”

Tongjing was burned so easily, and when he thought that the mastermind behind the scenes had not yet appeared, Feng Wanli felt quite uneasy in his heart, and he always felt that the matter did not end so easily.

"But!"

Feng Wanli sighed lightly and said secretly: "That guy is too strong, just touch it, and put me down... ”

"Master, come and help me!"

Qiusheng Wencai dragged the golden gate alone and carried it out of the house.

Uncle Nine glanced at the two of them and snorted lightly: "Where am I so powerful, you can find Wanli to help." ”

Among the three gates, the bronze gate is the heaviest, followed by the golden gate, and the silver gate is the lightest.

At this time, Feng Wanli pasted the bronze door and the silver door together, resisted on his shoulder, followed behind Uncle Jiu, and walked towards the entrance of the secret room.

Hearing Uncle Jiu's words, Feng Wanli shook his head again and again: "I have no hands anymore." ”

Although gold is far more valuable than copper and silver, in Feng Wanli's opinion, the Golden Gate without the Yin Gathering Array is a piece of scrap iron, and it is useless.

Looking at the wind Wanli, Qiusheng hurriedly shouted: "Wanli, you are about to lose the silver gate and bronze door, help us bring the handle!"

Feng Wanli glanced at the two: "Isn't it enough for the two of you to drag one together!"

Speaking of this, Feng Wanli couldn't help but ridicule the insatiable greed of the two: "Half of the Golden Gate is worth enough, just don't be so greedy!"

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After leaving the secret room, the Yanyu Building has become a ruin, and the delicate girls and turtle princes before have all disappeared.

Uncle Nine took a deep breath: "Go back!"

Feng Wanli looked in the direction of Hongfu from afar, and his eyes flickered: "One day, I must find you out!"

casually made an excuse, Feng Wanli carried the bronze and silver gate and separated from the nine uncles, and rushed to the mass grave.

"Next, wait for Yingying to wake up!"

Feng Wanli put the two giant doors aside, looked at the zombie king's coffin that exuded a faint smell of blood, and said softly: "Although it is already a foundation cultivation, if you continue to die, it is possible to hang it at any time." ”

"Pen Immortal Curse Seal!"

Thinking of this, Feng Wanli habitually touched the pen immortal curse mark that had long disappeared on his neck, and his heart couldn't help but sound Wang Lin and the others.

"These two people will pull themselves into the water, and they will have to settle accounts with them when they go back!"

Feng Wanli chuckled: "Wang Lin's talent is very magical, take me back, but let him return all the money with interest." ”

did not stay in the mass grave for long, and half an hour later, Feng Wanli returned to Yizhuang.

Wencai Qiusheng hid in the house to divide the gold, but Uncle Jiu was left to drink tea alone.

"Uncle!"

Feng Wanli stepped forward and arched his hand.

"Sit!"

Uncle Nine pointed to the position in front of him and nodded slightly.

"Thank you, uncle!"

Feng Wanli knew that the next thing should be the torture of the Ninth Uncle, after all, the Vajra Immovable Ming King body that he performed did not look like a Daomen exercise, and it was even more unlikely that it was taught by his own master, the four-eyed Dao master.

"Wanli, although you have not been in Maoshan Daomen for a long time, you have experienced a lot of things during the period!"

Uncle Nine put down the teacup and smiled at Feng Wanli: "Although our Maoshan sect disciples will not prohibit you from learning other exercises, I still want to ask, where did you learn the Buddhist exercises?"

"It was taught by Master Ichishu next door to the master!"

Feng Wanli's eyes rolled, and he thought of a perfect explanation: "Once I went down the mountain with Yixiu Daoist to catch ghosts, but the ghost thing was too powerful, and Master Yixiu could only break off and find a glimmer of life for us, and the exercises I learned were the last ones he passed on to me." ”

This lie, true or false, is to confront the two, and it may not be debunked.