After experiencing the scene just now, Chu Feng's heart was very confused, and he did not return to the dormitory directly. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info Instead, he walked in the direction of the Koko-chi-tei.

The Huxin Pavilion is a unique attraction at Yandu University, located in the center of the western part of the campus. There is an artificial lake and a pavilion has been built on the lake. In the summer, the lake is full of white lotus flowers, attracting many students.

At night, the Pavilion is silent and the most beautiful, and the glittering moonlight falls on the Pavilion like broken silver, as if covered with a layer of pale snow. The bright moon is bright, sparkling, the lotus flowers are snow-white and holy, in the peaceful and quiet night, it is like a holy place, which makes people nostalgic and intoxicated.

"What have you experienced, what have you seen, what have you gained?"

The Taoist priest's words echoed in Chu Feng's mind over and over again, impacting his mind, and each time he fell into deep contemplation.

First the world of gods and demons, and then the nocturnal journey of ghosts, everything seems to be unrelated, but if you think about it carefully, you will find that there is a common direction between the two, that is, this world has changed, and it is no longer the original 'simple' world.

Not long after, Chu Feng came to the Huxin Pavilion. The pavilion in the center of the lake, the pavilion was built in the ancient style, located in the center of the lake, and the bluestone corridor leads directly to the long pavilion. Standing on the pavilion, under the illumination of the moonlight, there is a dreamy feeling of being in the lotus flowers.

Bursts of fragrance spread from the lotus flowers, and under the rippling breeze, it is refreshing and refreshing.

Chu Feng sat in the pavilion, his mind clear. His eyes looked into the distance through the lotus leaves, revealing a light of thought.

"Brother, we'll see you again. The figure of that girl slowly appeared in his heart, and he couldn't help but shudder.

"Who the hell is that girl? Why did she get into me? The Taoist priest said, I have something on my body that attracts them, what is it?" Chu Feng sighed melancholy, and there were countless questions in his mind.

As if thinking of something, he raised his hand and ripped off his clothes, revealing the arm of his right hand. Close to the shoulder, there is a faint golden imprint. The imprint is small, only the size of a thumb. The mark was not a tattoo, but an automatic formation from his body when he stepped onto the platform and left.

"Could it be that this is not possible?" Chu Feng frowned and stared at the imprint. Viewed closely, this mark resembles a bone crown, imbued with the aura of divine immensity. Chu Feng felt it carefully and found that it was very similar to one of the nine sculptures.

In addition to this, Chu Feng also discovered that since this bone crown mark appeared on his arm. Every night, when he sleeps, a series of ancient texts will come to his mind. These ancient texts are abstract, like pictographs. Each one is complex and jerky, complicated and difficult to understand.

But he seems to understand what he means here!

But once he awoke from his sleep, even if he remembered the ancient texts, they were vague, as if something was missing, and they were completely revealed.

"I don't know if Zhao Xin'er has such a golden mark. Perhaps, it is only after asking them that it is possible to draw conclusions. Chu Feng muttered to himself.

The wind at night is very cold, blowing on people's bodies, there is a feeling of coldness. Chu Feng didn't dare to stay longer, he still had too many things to deal with, so he was ready to turn around and leave. But at this moment, a purple light suddenly fell on his body, causing the golden mark on his arm to appear purple light.

The purple light was so dazzling that it was noticed by Chu Feng at the first time: "Hey, what's going on?" He was still thinking about it, and the afterglow of his eyes fell to the ground, and he found that the ground was also purple, as if it was covered with a layer of faint purple starlight.

It's not a light!

He looked up suddenly, and at this glance, he saw the change in the night sky. He gasped, a look of surprise in his eyes.

At this moment, the night sky is cloudless, a piece of purple, purple light, like a starlight cover, like a purple sea. A full purple moon rose into the sky, hanging in the sky, emitting an endless purple light.

"The purple moon is in the sky, and the moon is purple!" Chu Feng was stunned, and his heart was full of surprise. He had never seen such a strange sight, the moon was purple. He was momentarily shocked by this strange sight.

At this moment, it was not only he who made a discovery here. Many people on the planet saw this scene and were shocked by this strange sight. Some curious people even took out their cameras or cameras to shoot wildly at the night sky, trying to record this miraculous moment.

This is a shocking change, and no one knows about the formation of this purple moon. Even so-called scientists find it difficult to explain.

Ziyue didn't exist, but now it is truly presented in front of the eyes of the world. However, this round of the Purple Moon has had a huge impact on the earth. For example, the mountains and rivers have become full of aura, the air is fresher, and some animals have gradually undergone strange changes...

When the purple moonlight fell on the golden imprint on Chu Feng's arm, the imprint seemed to have turned into a black hole, absorbing all the heat sources of the night, and becoming boiling hot. The purple and gold rays were intertwined, and the ancient words in the dream gradually emerged on the bone crown.

The appearance of this ancient text caused Chu Feng's pupils to shrink suddenly, revealing a strange color. And at this moment, there was a tingling pain in his mind, like dozens of thin needles piercing his head, like an electric flash.

The stinging pain spread, and his face instantly turned pale, as white paper, as if he was dehydrated. It all happened so fast that he nearly fell to the ground. At this moment, his body was cramping, and the pain was like a tidal wave hitting his nerves.

It wasn't until half an hour later that the pain gradually dissipated. The bony crown mark on his arm is gone. He stretched out his palm, as if sensing the difference, his eyes staring at the lines of his palm, and muttering to himself.

"Chaos is just beginning, all spirits are cultivated, and living beings can also live forever!

He spoke strangely, his tone was not like his own, and he spoke like a machine. But the moment the words spread, with a kind of magnificence, like the words of the emperor, it spread mightily.

"Soul Sutra!"

After the sting, a scripture came to his mind. This scripture is exactly the same as the ancient text in his sleep. It seems to be solidified from a hazy state, etched in his mind. Even if you are awake, you can remember it in a flash.

The Spirit Building Sutra, in Chu Feng's words, is a peerless exercise, a martial arts inheritance. It records a special cultivation method, which is the foundation of the beginning of immortality.