"Monk Transformation God...is he so fragile?"
"Even Nascent Soul..."
"If you really disagree, you'll die..."
Lin Feng didn't know that the spiritual liquid was actually extremely rich spiritual energy. Anything that was too full would overflow, so the spiritual liquid was more toxic to people with higher cultivation levels.
On the contrary, mortals not only survived unscathed after taking it, but also extended their lives.
For a monk like Shen Kuangdao, whose body is almost assimilated with spiritual energy in the transformation stage, he is only seriously injured and comatose after inhaling the spiritual liquid, which is already very good.
If Lin Feng didn't help him heal his injuries and speed up the spiritual liquid in his body, he might still have a chance to survive.
Unfortunately, good intentions go wrong.
Lin Feng looked at Shen Kuangdao's body in front of him and still couldn't figure out how he died. He couldn't help but feel melancholy on his face, and even the joy of harvesting points faded a lot.
"City Lord Shen, I have known for a long time that you are a cheerful person."
"But you...can't be so happy."
"You left me and left. I... alas!" Lin Feng took off Shen Kuangdao's storage ring and solemnly said: "Don't worry, I will live on with your wealth."
After muttering to himself for a while in front of Shen Kuangdao's body, Lin Feng picked up the candle and continued to fumble around carefully.
Shen Kuangdao felt that there was a treasure here until his death.
Maybe there really is.
With the mentality of "if you have it, you'll make a lot of money, if you don't have it, you won't lose anything", and slowly walked around the bottom of the cliff in a large circle, and finally stopped in front of a stone door.
A huge mountain was hollowed out and surrounded by spiritual liquid. All kinds of adventures seemed to illustrate the difference of this stone door.
There might actually be a treasure inside.
Lin Feng felt a little nervous. He raised his hand and pressed hard on the stone door, trying to break in.
But he didn't know what kind of stone the stone door was made of. With his terrifying power, he could only barely make a crack, making it impossible to break in.
He suddenly felt a pity. A stone door seemed to be able to isolate two worlds. When he stayed here, he couldn't help but fantasize about what was on the other side.
Maybe it's an endless treasure, maybe it's a withered skeleton, or maybe it's a shocking secret.
After a moment of silence, Lin Feng sat down slumped.
He leaned against the stone door and gently rubbed the particles on the door.
"Stop thinking about it. The more you think about it, the more you get greedy."
"Why don't you think about how you can win the championship without City Master Shen?"
"well!"
Lin Feng was troubled. The robbery plan planned by him and Shen Kuangdao had not yet been implemented. Shen Kuangdao died so hastily. Isn't this just a cruel mentality?
Jian Huashuang and Hehuan Sect are perverts. They are both Nascent Soul stage masters and cannot be defeated at all.
If you can't beat it, you can't win the championship.
If he can't win the championship, all those generous rewards will be missed.
Lin Feng was depressed, leaning against the stone door, taking out Shen Kuangdao's storage ring and looking at it. Through the weak candlelight, he seemed to see Shen Kuangdao's voice and smile.
"City Lord Shen, City Lord Shen."
"You have a spirit in heaven, please let this stone door open."
"Bang!"
Suddenly there was a loud noise behind him, Lin Feng trembled all over and jumped up quickly.
Looking back, I saw the stone door shaking, as if it was about to open.
He couldn't help but look surprised.
"Is it really a miracle?"
Lin Feng looked at the storage ring. He originally wanted to see what was inside, but now he was no longer interested, so he put the ring away.
Suddenly, a black shadow flew out of his storage bag.
The light was too dim, and before he could see what it was, a dark shadow had already fallen on the stone door.
Immediately, the stone door stopped vibrating and opened to both sides.
Amidst the huge rumbling sound, a stone room came into view.
The interior was dimly lit and the furnishings were simple, with only a chess table placed in the middle.
In front of the table sat a skeleton.
The skeleton is holding a chess piece and raising its chin slightly, as if thinking about where to move next.
"This is......"
Looking at the familiar scene in front of him, Lin Feng couldn't suppress the shock in his heart.
He stiffly bent over, holding the candle, and finally saw clearly the whole black shadow in the candlelight - the prophecy book left by the ancestors of Zhaoyao Village.
He picked up the ancestral prophecy and opened a page at random.
Suddenly, my whole body felt numb.
[Divining secrets before death, monsters will cause trouble a thousand years later...]
Turn forward again.
[I am a stranger in this world. Entering this secret realm, I miss my wife every day...]
Turn forward again.
[The Immortal caught me in the cave and told me...]
"Snapped."
The book fell to the ground. Lin Feng seemed to have heard nothing and took out the letter from Shen Zhongli that he got not long ago.
Comparing it with the predictions of our ancestors, I suddenly realized it.
"No wonder... the handwriting always felt familiar."
"The original ancestor of Zhaoyao Village."
"It's Shen Zhongli!"
Lin Feng took a deep breath, squatted on the ground holding his head, and muttered something.
"I missed Du Wanxin's wedding."
"Zhaoyao is good at creating illusions and likes to feed on men's essence."
“Binhai City is like spring all year round.”
"There is also the Altar of the Four Seasons..."
"No, no...there seems to be something wrong."
Starting from the scene when entering the secret realm, I started to recall, Zhaoyao Village, Huguan Town, Binhai City, Star-Zhaing Cave... Suddenly, a name came into my mind.
Dashan Zhenren......
Lin Feng was stunned, picked up the ancestral prophecy, and turned to the first page.
"The immortal caught me in the cave. Is the 'immortal' here the real Dashan?"
"Is 'Dongtian' the star-catching cave?"
Lin Feng always thought that the cave heaven mentioned in the ancestor's prophecy was the secret realm of Wanhua Kingdom. Now it seems that where the cave heaven is is still open to question.
Soon, another mystery followed.
Master Dashan died in the battle to stop the Insect King tens of thousands of years ago. The time when Shen Zhongli was captured in the cave should be even higher, at least 50,000 years ago.
But the prophecy said that Shen Zhongli only lived for three hundred years, and then he missed his wife and became a demon, and died with regret.
The inner demon here is probably Zhaoyao who is good at creating illusions.
The wife is probably Du Wanxin.
When I think about it, the timeline is completely messed up.
Whether it is the letter left by Shen Zhongli or what Shen Kuangdao said before his death, it can be proved that Shen Zhongli died two thousand years ago.
The ancestors predicted that Shang Shen Zhongli would die 50,000 years ago.
In the same way, he missed his wedding to Du Wanxin fifty thousand years ago, but asked Lin Feng to apologize two thousand years later.
Lin Feng was able to kill Zhaoyao. How could Shen Zhongli be so strong that he was trapped by Zhaoyao, and even after death, he could not get rid of his resentment and turned into an illusion.
All the details are just tricky at first thought.
"Isn't the ancestor of Zhaoyao Village Shen Zhongli?"
Lin Feng compared the prophecy book and Shen Zhongli's letter back and forth, and finally frowned: "The handwriting is exactly the same, but the tone is completely different."
"What's going on?"
"Could it be said that... Shen Zhongli can travel through time at will?"
There seems to be only one explanation.
Lin Feng put away all the prophecies and letters, and after a month of hiccups, he walked into the stone chamber again.
