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165. Black Stone Statue

165 black stone statue

The brain is working rapidly, but it is in a mess.

From a temporary point of view, the four treasures should be stored in four dangerous places. As for the Eight Treasures Exquisite Tower, Chen Feng once entered it in the Soul Land, but it was obviously a forged artifact, not the 'Eight Treasures Exquisite Transparent Tower' in the true sense.

Ruyi Relic Golden Pagoda!'

But what secrets do the things recorded in these texts contain? And what connection do these things have with the Deng Deng Emperor?

Countless question marks kept circling in his mind, and Chen Feng felt like he had a splitting headache.

Suddenly, Chen Feng moved and his eyes opened wide!

That's right, if...if this so-called Ran Deng Emperor is a system carrier, then can everything be explained?

Thinking of this, Chen Feng felt so cheerful!

Remember that among the professions in the system, there are four professions: Alchemist, Weapon Refiner, Formation Master and Spirit Enchanter. If the profession chosen by Emperor Ran Deng is Weapon Refiner, does that mean that the Pseudo Eight Treasures Exquisite Pagoda comes from?

His hand? And the things mentioned in the Chinese characters above are only used to record the artifacts he personally made?

But if this is really the case, then the Deng Deng Emperor is too outrageous, and the profession of weapon refiner is too overbearing!

Cold sweat slid down Chen Feng's forehead quickly. He couldn't believe that all of this was true, because if it was true, then he seemed to be far behind compared to other system carriers!

"Chen Feng, are you okay!" Wang Ruoyu saw Chen Feng in a daze and called out softly. Chen Feng shuddered, looked at Wang Ruoyu and smiled bitterly, shook his head and said: "It's okay, I just can't figure out the mystery!

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"Guardian Red, since you know about the Thousand Beast Demon Tower and the Soul-Returning Flag, why don't you tell everyone about it!" Han Xiao narrowed his eyes and looked at Zheng Min with evil intentions. Several others looked at Zheng Min.

go.

Hearing Han Xiao's words, Chen Feng also followed everyone's gaze and looked at Zheng Min. However, after thinking about it, before Zheng Min could speak, Chen Feng took the lead and said: "Forget it, let's wait for Zhong Daoyou to finish speaking. After all,

We are now in the Nine Palaces and Eight Formations, and we may encounter danger at any time. As for the Ten Thousand Beast Demon Tower and the Soul-Returning Flag, we should wait until we get out and make inquiries!"

Nowadays, Chen Feng's status has been qualitatively improved with his endless magic weapons and powerful cultivation. Now that Chen Feng has spoken, several people still chose to remain silent despite their reluctance.

When Zhong Baichuan saw that everyone was focusing on him again, he cleared his throat and continued to talk.

Arriving in front of the ancient temple, Zhong Baichuan was shocked by the majestic momentum of the ancient temple. He lingered outside the ancient temple for a long time before he made up his mind and walked towards the ancient temple with the monks in his clan.

Pushing open the heavy door of the ancient temple, it was dark inside, and what came into view was a small courtyard. In front of the courtyard was a small ancestral hall, and behind the ancestral hall, there were many densely connected buildings.

The ground of the courtyard is black soil without any vegetation, and around the courtyard are various black stone statues with different expressions.

The statue is completely black, and I don't know what material it is made of, but it is lifelike, like a real person, giving people an extreme sense of oppression.

Looking around the courtyard, Zhong Baichuan felt inexplicably uneasy, because he always felt that these black stone statues seemed to be alive, and they were quietly watching everyone's every move through their cold eyes.

After a stalemate for a while, Zhong Baichuan watched every move of the stone statues vigilantly. After confirming that these stone statues indeed had no signs of life, Zhong Baichuan plucked up the courage and led his tribe members step by step towards the ancestral hall directly ahead.

Walking into the ancestral hall, Zhong Baichuan was slightly stunned, because there was nothing in the ancestral hall. There was nothing. This made Monk Zhong Baichuan Zhang Er confused and didn't know why it was like this.

With strong unwillingness, Zhong Baichuan led his clan members through the ancestral hall.

There are many rooms connected behind the ancestral hall, like a huge maze. Several people searched inside one by one but found nothing.

After searching for a while, Zhong Baichuan was furious. He thought he had found some treasure this time, but he didn't expect that it was a waste of time and effort, but he was so happy in vain.

But just when Zhong Baichuan was so depressed that he almost went crazy, a tribesman ran over in a hurry and said that he had found an ancient bronze lamp in the last room of the temple.

After hearing the news, Zhong Baichuan became energetic and quickly followed his tribe members towards the last room of the temple.

Arriving in front of the house, there were already two Zhong family monks guarding the door. Zhong Baichuan had no time to talk nonsense with the two, so he filed in with other Zhong family monks.

Entering the room, Zhong Baichuan was pleasantly surprised to find that, as the monk said, there was a stone statue of a little girl in the middle of the room, and in the hand of the stone statue, there was an ancient bronze lamp, burning slowly, just letting the

What Zhong Baichuan couldn't understand was why the ancient lantern was placed in the hands of a stone statue of a little girl, and why the burning flame of the ancient lantern changed back and forth, changing into various colors from time to time.

After carefully observing the little girl and the ancient bronze lamp, Zhong Baichuan felt the huge energy coming from the ancient lamp from time to time, and the joy on his face was as brilliant as a blooming chrysanthemum.

Can't wait to step forward quickly, Zhong Baichuan stretched out his hand to grab the ancient bronze lamp.

But just when Zhong Baichuan's hand was about to touch the ancient bronze lamp, a burst of laughter like silver bells suddenly came from the room.

The laughter was crisp and sweet, as refreshing as an oriole, but in this silent room, in this strange and inexplicable ancient temple, it gave people a creepy feeling.

Whoa! Stomping one foot on the ground, Zhong Baichuan ducked back to the door and looked around in horror. However, except for several monks from the Zhong family, there was no one else in the room. In an instant, a wave of

Chill rushed from the soles of Zhong Baichuan's feet straight to his forehead.

"Here you are, come out and see me!" Zhong Baichuan looked very ugly and shouted sternly at the people around him, but his sweet laughter was still the answer.

In the empty room, laughter lingered, and a slight chill invaded everyone's hearts like a tide. While Zhong Baichuan was looking around vigilantly, suddenly a Zhong family monk behind him pointed with a trembling voice.

The girl's stone statue in front said: "Home...the head of the family, the voice...the voice seems to come from there!"

Following the direction of his finger, Zhong Baichuan looked intently and saw the stone statue of the little girl. At some point, her eyes had opened, and she was looking at everyone with a smile, and the corners of her mouth made of black stone were slightly smiling.

Her head was tilted upward, as if everyone was nothing more than an exciting toy to her.

The air became solid in an instant. Zhong Baichuan had seen countless strong winds and waves in his life, but this was the first time he saw such a strange scene, and he couldn't help but feel a little panicked.

However, Zhong Baichuan was a well-known figure after all, and he was also the head of the Zhong family. His fear swept away, he shouted angrily, a divine light flashed in his hand, and he flew towards the stone statue of the girl.

I saw Zhong Baichuan's right hand turned into a palm, mixed with powerful spiritual energy, and slapped hard towards the girl's head, while his left hand turned into a claw, grabbing the ancient bronze lamp in the girl's hand.

Zhong Baichuan's speed was extremely fast, and he had arrived in front of the girl's stone statue in a flash. Powerful spiritual pressure suddenly broke out on Zhong Baichuan's body, filling the whole room with terrifying energy that made people palpitate.

But... everything was not as beautiful as imagined. Just when Zhong Baichuan's big hand and Ma Shan patted the girl's head, the originally silent stone statue of the girl suddenly moved.

In an instant, before Zhong Baichuan could see clearly what the little girl was doing, an indescribable force hit Zhong Baichuan in the chest.

There was a sound coming from outside, and Zhong Baichuan felt as if he had been hit by a giant hammer weighing ten thousand kilograms, and all the bones in his body were about to break. With a bang, he flew straight out like a cannonball and hit the corner of the wall hard.

Poof7e! A stream of blood rushed straight into his throat. Zhong Baichuan felt a sweet taste in his mouth, and a mouthful of blood surged out.

However, what surprised him did not end there. He saw that the black stone on the body of the little girl who was originally a stone statue slowly dissipated, creating dots of black light and dispersing in the air.

After a while, the black stone on the girl's body disappeared, and she turned into a cute child of seven or eight years old. In her hand, she was still gently holding the 'ancient bronze lamp' that kept changing flames!

Zhong Baichuan will never forget what happened next. He saw the little girl looking at the monks of the Zhong family with a smile. She casually stretched out her white and tender hands and lightly touched one of the monks. The flame on the ancient bronze lamp instantly surged.

Changing different colors, after just a few breaths, the flames suddenly stopped, and a dark green fire light fixed on the ancient lamp strangely, exuding a gloomy color.

"Giggle...you are so unlucky, it's actually a disease!"

The little girl smiled innocently, just like a child whose childishness had not yet faded away. However, as her voice rang out, the monk roared and fell to the ground. His body kept rolling, and countless pimples suddenly appeared all over his body.

Then these acnes quickly enlarged, and for a while the flesh and blood were blurred. A large amount of black and sticky blood flowed out of his body, and the skin on his body kept festering, looking extremely disgusting!

The monk's roar resounded throughout the room. Everyone stared blankly at the man who was so lively just a second ago. Their scalp felt numb and all the blood in their body froze.

Next, the girl ordered two more monks. In the end, I don’t know whether the two monks had bad luck or whether the little girl did it deliberately. Anyway, both of them died tragically.

Seeing this scene, everyone could no longer bear the horrific scene in front of them, and they all circulated their spiritual energy and blasted towards the little girl, but the little girl just smiled, waved the ancient bronze lamp, and waved it at everyone, a dazzling divine light

Flash forward, and in an instant, all the monks of the Zhong family turned into black stone statues after leaving Zhong Baichuan.

Zhong Baichuan collapsed on the ground, his mouth wide open, looking at everything in front of him in astonishment, his mind went blank, but the little girl walked to him sweetly, and said with a smile: "You are very lucky, Nine Turns Seven Stars Lantern"

The three opportunities have been exhausted!"

After saying this, the little girl waved the ancient lamp in her hand and threw it at Zhong Baichuan, who was stunned. But at this moment, an old and distant voice suddenly sounded: "Let him go, there are still people waiting to see him!"

The voice came from nowhere. The little girl pouted, looking extremely reluctant, but in the end she glared at Zhong Baichuan, and then turned into a black stone statue of a girl again...

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