Ye Xiaoxue didn't know what to say, she glanced at Lan Feng's waist lightly, muttered a little, and changed the topic: "I didn't expect that Brother Lan also likes kapok, and there is one engraved on the flying sword on his waist." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Hearing this, Lan Feng's eyes suddenly froze, and following the direction Ye Xiaoxue was pointing, he slowly lowered his head and saw the purple gold sword hanging from his waist and the gray storage bag exclusive to the Ten Thousand Swords Sect.

"Not a dream......

"Brother Lan, what are you not dreaming of, how do you feel that you haven't seen you for five years, you are a little weird?" Ye Xiaoxue raised her eyelids, and her eyes showed a look of doubt.

Lan Feng glanced around in surprise, then turned around and walked briskly towards the bamboo hut where he had cultivated before.

"Brother Lan, why are you going?"

"Are you going to start the retreat again?"

"Leave Xiaoxue alone......"

Ye Xiaoxue's voice gradually became smaller, and when Lan Feng closed the soundproof door of the bamboo house, there was a dead silence all around, and no sound could be heard.

"What's going on?......" Lan Feng's eyes flashed coldly, and with a slight touch of his left hand and right wrist, a small black coffin one foot long and half a foot wide flew out of it and landed on the floor in front of him.

Staring at the seven-star coffin on the ground for a long time, Lan Feng frowned and muttered to himself: "I didn't expect the rumors to be true, the seven-star coffin has the function of traversing, which is why Situ Jin can come to me from thousands of miles away in an instant and put me to death." ”

But what made Lan Feng feel strange was that since this thing was powerful enough to travel through time and space, why didn't Situ Jin directly go back to the Treasure Hunt Conference hundreds of years ago and kill Lan Feng before he was controlled, so that he might be able to save Situ An.

For Situ Jin, who loves his grandson like his life, this method, even if it may not be successful, he will give it a try, but why, he didn't do it?

After thinking of many reasons, he finally ruled them all out, leaving only one, that is, Situ Jin didn't know that the Seven Star Coffin could travel through time and space, or in other words, there were specific conditions for wanting to use the Seven Star Coffin to travel through time and space.

The more he thought about it, the more strange he felt, and after a long time, Lan Feng frowned, carefully remembering everything that had happened before he came here.

"Light ......" Lan Feng's eyes flashed, his face showed a look of surprise, his hand slapped on his thigh, and suddenly realized: "It's that little dark spot." ”

Lan Feng took a deep breath, closed his eyes and concentrated, and his divine sense once again peeked towards the Seven Star Coffin.

The space inside the coffin is still very dim, except for the forbidden lock in the center and the mysterious middle-aged man at the bottom of the coffin, there is nothing else, and those strange points of light have completely disappeared.

"Don't you even remember your own divine sense?"

While Lan Feng was meditating, a hoarse male voice suddenly came from inside the coffin.

Lan Feng's heart tightened, and when he looked down, he found that the middle-aged man was staring at him with half-open eyes, and a faint light appeared in his eyes, looking deep and weird.

Originally, he was jealous of this strange middle-aged man, but at this moment, Lan Feng's consciousness was stunned, and he didn't know what to say, but he only felt that the atmosphere around him suddenly became cold and cold.

The middle-aged man was lying flat at the bottom of the coffin, just gently tugging at the corners of his mouth, and said with a weird smile: "You don't have to be afraid of me at all, compared to the ruthless Situ Jin, the old man is a bodhisattva." ”

"Who are you?" frowning, Lan Feng still spoke.

"Who am I? Hehe, that's an interesting question. The middle-aged man raised his eyebrows slightly, rolled his eyes around, and said, "Equivalent exchange, as long as you let me out, I will tell you who I am, how about it?"

Hearing this, Lan Feng suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, squinted his eyes, and said lightly: "In this case, I think it's better to forget it, who you are has nothing to do with me at all." ”

"Why are you like this?" The middle-aged man's face sank, but his body seemed to be bound by something, and he couldn't move at all.

In desperation, he had no choice but to show a flattering look and begged: "Little brother, I see that you are personable and extraordinary, let me out and there will be no less meat, please?"

Lan Feng snorted lightly and pursed his lips with disdain, "I don't have the time to spend it here with you, goodbye." ”

After speaking, his divine sense glanced around again, and when he was about to retreat, the middle-aged man suddenly said in a loud voice: "Don't you want to know the secret of this seven-star coffin?"

Lan Feng's expression moved, he looked sideways slightly, and asked coldly, "You know?"

Seeing that Lan Feng was moved, the middle-aged man immediately put on a condescending look, snorted lightly, and said proudly: "This thing is my magic weapon, how could I not know what it does." ”

"Are you the owner of the Seven Star Coffin?" Lan Feng turned to stare at the middle-aged man who couldn't move his body except for his facial muscles, and shook his head strangely, "Let's not talk about what this thing does, what I'm curious about now is that since ancient times, where would there be a master who was trapped by his own magic weapon, you can fool me." ”

The smile on the middle-aged man's face froze instantly, and he twitched the corners of his mouth uncertainly, muttered for a moment, and said embarrassedly: "Is there a problem?"

"Of course there is a problem. Lan Feng also seemed to be suddenly interested, and his divine sense once again spread to the middle-aged man's side, with a playful look on his face, "Not only is there a problem, but it is also very serious." ”

Hearing this, the middle-aged man's brows instantly rose, his face was full of resentment, and he scolded angrily: "What are you laughing at, if it weren't for Situ Jin's miscellaneous, would Lao Tzu be able to have today? Fuck it, when the old man goes out, he will definitely crush his bones and scatter ashes, so that ......"

Seeing that Lan Feng was still laughing, the middle-aged man was suddenly stunned, and then shouted loudly: "Boy, don't laugh, do you hear!"

"But Situ Jin is dead. Lan Feng had a smile on his face and shrugged helplessly.

The middle-aged man's expression froze, he looked Lan Feng up and down a few times, and said suspiciously: "Don't tell me, you killed him?"

Sighing lightly, Lan Feng shook his head, "Of course I can't kill him, but the corpse spirit of the Burning Immortal Valley has this ability." ”

"Corpse Spirit ......" The middle-aged man squinted his eyes, thought for a long time, stared at Lan Feng deeply, and frowned: "Below the Ten Thousand Feet Cliff, Burning Immortal Valley?"

Lan Feng didn't say anything, just nodded slightly.

"That thing is really not easy to mess with, if you go out of the valley, the cultivation realm will be doomed. The middle-aged man shook his head in surprise, a look of worry on his face.

Hearing the middle-aged man's words, Lan Feng's brows furrowed slightly, and he said secretly in his heart: "People who can say such things shouldn't be bad people." ”

Thinking of this, his expression became serious and asked, "Tell me the secret of the Seven Star Coffin, and I'll find a way to save you." ”

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, was silent for a long time, and finally said with a wry smile: "If I say that I haven't fully understood, do you believe it?"