Chapter 226 Array Mage Ling Feifu

The corridor formed by the continuous wall clamping up is uncertain, sometimes wide, sometimes narrow, sometimes to the left, sometimes to the right, and after turning in it for a while, it is dizzy, and it is not clear that the southeast and northwest can not be distinguished.

Li Wenjun didn't deliberately discern the direction, he didn't have a map of the mausoleum of the ancestor of Yukun, even if he could clearly distinguish the direction and walk in it, it would be like a big luck, whether he could find the inheritance of the ancestor of Yukun still depended on luck.

Since killing those two people, Li Wenjun has gone through several battles, killing seven or eight people one after another, and getting something from them. With the gradual advancement, Li Wenjun's face became more and more solemn, and there were too many people who were fishing in troubled waters and taking advantage of the fire to rob, so he could not help but be vigilant.

The only thing to be thankful for is that Li Wenjun has not yet encountered a master, and he has no more losses except for the loss of some mana and a first-grade talisman, especially no injuries. This is especially important.

It is no exaggeration to say that in the mausoleum of this Yukun ancestor who suddenly appeared, everyone is an enemy, and even if Li Wenjun can fight again, it is impossible for him to be an enemy of thousands of people. Once he is injured, he is putting himself in danger, after all, although the green light can heal, it also takes time, and when he heals, his strength decreases, and it is easy for him to take advantage of the loophole and knock him over.

In view of this, Li Wenjun has always been very careful, and when he fights with others, he pays special attention, but fortunately, the situation is not bad until now, and he does not even have an inconspicuous wound on his body.

Along the road, I walked forward for a distance, and my eyes suddenly lit up. When the corridor arrived, it suddenly became wide, forming a small square with a radius of dozens of zhang, surrounded by high walls, and there were two or three passages on each wall, and the immortal cultivators were passing through these passages, and they were constantly walking to this small square.

When Li Wenjun came over, the square was crowded with people, and roughly estimated, there were at least five or six hundred. He glanced at it slightly, but he didn't continue to pay attention, he focused his attention on finding the coffin of Yukun Ancestor. But to his disappointment, not even a coffin board could be seen in this small square.

On the four walls, there are a total of eleven passages, each of which has a person walking in, which means that these passages can be walked to this square from the outside, not from this square to other places. In other words, this small square is likely to be the end of the mausoleum, and if the coffin of Yukun Ancestor is not here, where can it be?

What Li Wenjun thought of, and some other people thought of it. Those who are impatient have long had red eyes, showed their magic swords and swords, and shouted at the top of their voices: "Who is the first batch of people to come here?

No one paid attention to the person's questioning, and an old man stood up and said, "Fellow Daoists, please be calm and let me say a few words." ”

"Is there a place for you to speak?" the immortal cultivator with the magic knife scolded and scolded.

The old man smiled, he was not annoyed, but said lightly: "Under Ling Feifu, Daoyou said that with these three words, do I have the qualifications to speak?"

The immortal cultivator holding the magic knife had a grim expression, and hurriedly put on a smiling face, and said, "It turned out to be Master Ling, I really had no eyes and collided with you." You adults don't care about villains, don't be like me. I'm here to make amends to you. ”

Ling Feifu waved his hand generously and said, "Those who don't know are not guilty." ”

When Li Wenjun reported to Ling Feifu at home, he couldn't help but glance at Ling Feifu more. After he became the cheap junior disciple of the Moon Porcelain Daoist, the Moon Porcelain Daoist told him a lot of things, and it was from that time that he knew that there was such a number one person as Ling Feifu in the Great Song Kingdom's immortal cultivation world.

Ling Feifu, like Chen Sheng, belonged to a relatively special existence in the Great Song Kingdom's immortal cultivation realm. Both of them are not in a high cultivation realm, but they both have a skill, and this skill is still difficult for ordinary people to master.

Chen Sheng is good at medicine and alchemy, and Ling Feifu is good at the way of formation, breaking the formation and refining the formation flag array plate are all his forte.

Of course, like Chen Sheng, limited to various objective conditions, Ling Feifu's formation level is nothing if it is placed in the entire Great Immortal Cultivation Realm environment, but in the small waterhole of the Great Song Kingdom's Immortal Cultivation Realm, Ling Feifu can definitely be regarded as a big fish that can make people awe-inspired.

The immortal cultivator holding the magic sword smiled at Ling Feifu again, and then shouted at the top of his voice: "Everyone be quiet, Master Ling has something to say." ”

With his voice, the hundreds of people gathered in the small square fell silent, they were all helpless about the situation here, and they all hoped that Ling Feifu would be able to say one, two, or three to solve the dilemma in front of him.

Ling Feifu clenched his hands into fists, shook his way around, and said, "Fellow Daoists, I'll just say a few more words. I belong to a group of people who came in relatively early, and I can responsibly state to you that none of the first batch of Daoists who arrived here have received the inheritance of Yukun Ancestor, let alone the inheritance of Yukun Ancestor, and they have not even gotten any fart benefits. There is nothing here, let alone anything of value, not even anything of value. ”

Before the words fell, someone shouted: "How is this possible? Isn't this the mausoleum of the ancestor of Yukun? How can it be that there are no funeral goods at all?"

There were many people who echoed it, and for a while, everyone became noisy again, and the buzzing sound made people have a headache.

Ling Feifu slapped his face, and after attracting everyone's attention to him again, he said, "Don't be anxious, don't be anxious, my words haven't finished yet." According to my observation and calculation, the position we are in should not be the deepest part of the Yukun Ancestor's mausoleum, the Yukun Ancestor's mausoleum also has at least two floors, and the road we just walked on is likely to be just a passage into the mausoleum, and it is understandable that there is nothing valuable. ”

The immortal cultivator with the knife couldn't hold back and asked, "Master Ling, then how should we be able to enter the mausoleum of the true Jade Kun Ancestor?"

Ling Feifu said: "This is exactly what I want to tell you, judging from my experience, the passage to the real mausoleum should be covered by a spell, as long as we can take corresponding countermeasures to break the formation, we can find the passage." It's just that breaking the formation is not something that can be successful in a while, and the little old man needs an environment where he can break the formation with peace of mind, and he also needs some other help. ”

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