"Guanzhu Zhang, shall we... go in or not?"
Facing unknown opportunities, Chen Qingqiao felt that his head hurt less. In fact, he really wanted to try it out.
Just like a person who is afraid of poverty and desperately longs for change, it is difficult to withstand the temptation of a windfall opportunity that is right in front of him.
He still maintained an instinctive vigilance against danger, staring closely at the light and shadow door, without looking back to inquire.
Suddenly he heard the sound of sword wind breaking through the air. Sensing the danger, Chen Qingqiao jumped forward with his feet, and swung the sword in his hand to block it. "Cang", he used the force to retreat further, turned around suddenly, and saw Zhang Guanzhu menacing and unreasonable. Chase him with his sword.
"Hey hey... you're crazy!"
Chen Qingqiao was shocked and angry. He blocked several moves and was surrounded by dangers. His robe was torn in several places and he was almost injured by the sword.
Only then did he realize how far apart his strength was from Guanzhu Zhang. He retreated in embarrassment and shouted:
"Zhang Guanzhu, what do you mean?"
"Hmph, you plotted against me from behind earlier, and the score hasn't been settled yet?"
"Zhang Wenfeng" had gloomy eyes and a sinister tone.
However, the swordsmanship is complex and gorgeous, and the killing intent is sharp. He presses forward step by step, and uses every move to kill him.
"No, I was tricked by the moon-watching eel demon. I really didn't mean to stab you. Master Zhang, please listen to my explanation..." Chen Qingqiao was anxious.
At this critical juncture, how could Zhang Guanzhu be confused and want to settle his old score?
Besides, he didn’t mean it, and he was still the victim.
The elbow hit him so hard that his chest still hurts.
"You can tell your conscience that if you don't harbor murderous hostility towards me in your heart, will you be assassinated by that sword drawn by sorcery? You still dare to quibble, you villain, go to hell!"
Following "Zhang Wenfeng"'s harsh words and scolding.
Chen Qingqiao was stunned and speechless.
After tearing through the weak defense in his heart, he could no longer withstand the sword attack in the chest. He had to grit his teeth and jump back with all his strength. He crossed the sword in his hand and tried to deflect the opponent's sword move to the side.
"Cang", the long sword was released.
He also successfully used his strength to jump into the light door that was about to disappear into the mist.
The scene in front of him changed, and he appeared in a land with beautiful scenery of green mountains and green water. The distance was hazy and blurry. Chen Qingqiao subconsciously looked to his right hand. He was holding the long sword in his hand, and the several places on his robe that were pierced by the sword were not damaged at all.
After a while, Chen Qingqiao shook his head with a wry smile and sighed silently.
"What a powerful, brilliant 'moisturizing and soundless' illusion!"
Being able to truly amplify and evolve some of the thoughts deep in his heart, making him take it for granted without realizing it. This experience in the secret realm may be difficult to break through.
However, no matter how difficult it was to break through, he had to break through. Once he came in, he had no choice.
He threw away the extinguished torch he was holding in his left hand, his eyes were firm again, and he walked in one direction.
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Zhang Wenfeng lightly caught Chen Qingqiao's swords that suddenly stabbed him. Seeing that the guy's eyes were wrong, he couldn't stop him even after several drinks. He watched Chen Guanzhu as if he was being chased by a ghost, jumped back and disappeared through the light door in a hurry. .
Shaking his head, Chen Guanzhu had a flaw in his character.
He has already seen that without knowing it, Guanzhu Chen has fallen into some kind of illusion here and cannot extricate himself.
He stuck the torch on the rubble ground, recited the scriptures silently, and pinched the Qingmu Wuyou Jue with his left hand. He kept his mind calm and did not look at the "Lanfang Pavilion" that was about to be obscured by the fog.
If you are not surprised by the strange things, you will lose yourself in the strange things.
He wants nothing, what can a mere illusion do to him!
After a while, when I looked again, the light door and the vague building had not disappeared from their original place.
On the contrary, it is a bit clearer, the mist is shrouded, and it is as misty as a fairyland.
Scanning the surroundings, the fog enveloped the deserted continent, and even the river breeze could not be felt. It was as quiet as death.
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He is exhausted, and it is difficult to force him to let him in.
The strange thing is that he can no longer detect the ghostly aura that leaked out before.
After thinking carefully for a moment, Zhang Wenfeng stretched out his left hand, touched the black cloth bag on his right waist, pressed the mouth of the Shoushin bottle inside the bag, shook the yellow talisman pasted through the cloth layer, broke the simple restriction, and asked via voice transmission. :
"Friend Zhong Dao, do you know much about Lanfang Pavilion?"
Zhong Wenyong's slightly surprised voice came from the bottle: "What? Zhang Daoyou, you have met the secret realm of Lanfang Pavilion, one of the four mysterious houses? I am very happy and congratulated. This is an incredible opportunity."
Zhang Wenfeng was not too polite to Zhong Wenyong. He briefly talked about coming to investigate the case and slaying the two moon-watching eel demons. He also described the strangeness of Lanfang Pavilion and said in a message:
"My two companions were affected by the illusion and went in one after another. I want to discuss an idea with you. Since Lanfang Pavilion is a secret realm, why does it reveal a ghostly aura? Can you tell me?"
He firmly believed that he could not feel wrong, he was too sensitive to ghost energy.
No matter how subtle and subtle the ghostly aura is, it can't escape his perception.
Zhong Wenyong asked: "You haven't come in yet?"
"not yet."
"Let go of your palm, and I will cast a trace of incense spell to take a look at the legendary Lanfang Pavilion."
Zhang Wenfeng was speechless and let go of his hand.
Why isn't he so curious?
His first priority is safety and security, and he will talk about other matters under the premise of guarantee. Of course, he is driven to dare to fight desperately. The fear comes from the unknown. Deep in his heart, he wants to master as much information about Lanfang Pavilion as possible.
He thought it was unnecessary to rush in and experience it ignorantly.
He would rather not take an opportunity that he didn't quite understand.
As long as you live a long life, there should be no shortage of opportunities on the road to spiritual practice. What is lacking is the state of mind to deal with opportunities calmly.
A trace of dark yellow mist penetrated through the black cloth, and the tentacles stretched out five feet high, almost transparent, floating left and right.
After a moment, he shrank back again, Zhong Wenyong's voice became cautious, and he said:
"I noticed a faint hint of demonic energy that was very restrained. I used to be a mountain god, and I am quite keen on monsters and all kinds of demonic auras. Although I have never entered the secret realm of Lanfang Pavilion, I know a lot about it.
The light and shadow in front of me looks very similar to the 'Lanfang Pavilion Secret Realm'. It is similar in style and style, but it is definitely not the same. It does not have the upright grandeur of the ancient secret realm. It gives people the impression of being sneaky and hiding something. Tuck, not atmospheric.
If I read it correctly, the light and shadow in front of me are illusions transformed by the magic of demons and water formations.
When the sun rises and the mist dissipates, the formation cannot last long and will naturally break.
So you wait outside the formation, guard your mind, and there is no danger if you are not tempted by illusions. If you don't enter the door, the hidden monster can't reach you unless it dares to come out to fight with you. "
The former mountain god was well-informed and told the truth about light and shadow.
And provide simple and practical solutions.
Zhang Wenfeng knew that the sprites were different from sprites and were a kind of water monster. He was secretly glad that he had the Mountain God with him. He sent a message to ask for advice: "Is there any way to break the sprites and this formation? My friend is still among them, so we must Gotta get them out of danger.”
He knew nothing about formations, and it was estimated that Yun Qiuhe and Chen Qingqiao, who were trapped in the formation, would not be able to survive the sun rising the next morning.
The moon-watching eel demon, which wanted to swim back to its lair before it died, really had evil intentions and wanted to lure them to the deserted island by the river at night.
There was silence in the black cloth bag.
Watching the excitement outside the formation and fighting outside the formation are two different levels of difficulty.
The mountain god who has lived for hundreds of years is in a bit of a dilemma.
In his understanding, many of the troubles encountered on the road of spiritual practice can be resolved through experience and knowledge, rather than having to fight to the death.
However, if Daoyou Zhang wants to save his friends, morality comes first, so a fight is inevitable.
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