According to the records in the notes, Chen Feng walked out of the village and came to a quiet mountain col in the mountains behind the village. The mountain col was not big, about a kilometer long. Looking around, there were hundreds of densely packed ink stone towers.
The various mausoleums are neatly arranged. Although the shapes are very different, they also appear dignified and solemn because they are all dark.
Looking at the many tombs in front of him, Chen Feng felt sad. The people buried here are all descendants of China. Why? What could make Ran Deng so crazy and not hesitate to kill his own brothers and sisters.
Is it just for the illusory fame and fortune? Is it just for the dominance of the mountains and rivers?
Chen Feng doesn't understand. Doesn't he understand that these things are really more important than the nation? You know, we all bleed the same blood. We are all descendants of Yan and Huang. Doesn't Ran Deng know what blood is thicker than water and what it means?
Compatriots with the same breast?
Reaching out to touch the cold tombstone, Chen Feng felt indescribable discomfort in his heart. At the same time, his hatred for Ran Deng reached its peak. He had never hated a person so much, but Ran Deng had obviously exceeded Chen Feng's bottom line.
Feng swore that if he was allowed to walk out of here, he would crush the burning lamp into ashes and break it into pieces.
In the mountain col, flowers and plants were swaying in the wind. Chen Feng took out the sun and cut a wound on his hand. The blood followed the scratch and fell to the ground. The scarlet blood splashed on the green flowers and plants, making it particularly dazzling.
"Seniors, don't worry. I, Chen Feng, swear here that if I am allowed to walk out of here, I will live up to your expectations and seek justice for everyone!"
The voice was extremely firm, and then Chen Feng raised his hand vigorously, and the blood turned into a cloud of blood mist and spread into the sky, as if the hazy blood rain was about to swallow up the entire world. The surrounding air suddenly became extremely solemn.
Taking out the note with his backhand, Chen Feng followed what was written in the note and went to the center of the col. Then he found a small octagonal platform in the center of the col and immediately pressed his hand gently on the center of the platform.
Beep beep... The system detection program is started, please wait patiently...
Beep beep... The system detection is completed. The player system is compatible with the main computer. Please enable the audio and video message system...
Chen Feng looked at the two buttons floating in front of him, and without hesitation stretched out his hand to press the start button. In an instant, a divine light slowly rose from the octagonal platform, and in the divine light, the figure of an old man slowly emerged.
The old man had a kind face, both temples were white, and he was wearing a white gown. He had a faint smile on his lips, and his eyes seemed to be looking at Chen Feng, or at the mountains behind Chen Feng.
Holding up his hands slightly, the old man glanced deeply into the void. The surrounding scenery suddenly changed. A ball of black came out from the old man's hand. After a while, it blocked the original blue sky, turning the top of the mountain into a dark place.
The black sky appeared, and more than a hundred bright stars appeared in the black mist, flashing and beating.
"Hello, late comer!" The old man opened his mouth slowly, looking towards the sky.
Chen Feng was shocked and quickly said respectfully: "Senior, is it Liu Canghai, senior Liu?"
However, the old man seemed to have ignored Chen Feng's words. Instead, he paused and said to himself: "I believe that since you came here, you must have read my notes. Yes, I am Liu Canghai.
And the stars in this dark curtain are the little bits of cultivation we have left behind!"
Chen Feng turned his head blankly and looked at the starry sky, and found that there were indeed one or two hundred stars hanging in the black night sky. These stars were shining and colorful. Although they looked no different from ordinary stars, Chen Feng could still feel it.
The majestic power they exude.
"Haha, it's actually funny. Although you saw my image, I can't see or hear it. I don't even know how many years have passed since the end of the world and how many stars have appeared in the night. But
I think there should be some now. Although I don’t know if these stars can help you leave here, I believe that as long as we work unremittingly, we can eventually get out of here!"
Afterwards, Liu Canghai told Chen Feng his story and insights about the system. Chen Feng sat cross-legged in front of the octagonal platform and listened quietly, for fear of missing something.
Time flies so fast, and before you know it, an hour has passed. Liu Canghai finally stopped talking, and immediately smiled faintly, and his body disappeared into the divine light. Chen Feng quickly calculated in his mind. Although he listened very carefully, due to the rush of time,
, but could only write down seven, seven or eight, but even so, Liu Canghai's words gave Chen Feng a sudden enlightenment and a new understanding of the system.
After Liu Canghai disappeared, the light on the octagonal platform did not dissipate, but continued to beat, and then one after another illusory figures appeared in the light and shadow.
Like Liu Canghai before them, they taught Chen Fengdao everything they had learned throughout their lives and their understanding of the system.
Chen Feng has been sitting in the star screen for more than half a month. During this half month, Chen Feng's eyes have been opened, and his understanding of the system has also changed qualitatively compared to before.
Half a month later, when Chen Feng walked out of the mountain col, he found Wang Simiao and others waiting anxiously outside. As soon as everyone saw Chen Feng coming out, they immediately came forward.
"Boss, are you okay?" Wang Simiao looked at Chen Feng worriedly, with a gloomy look on his face.
"It's okay, it's fine!" Chen Feng looked at himself curiously, and then shook his head. He thought it was because he left in a hurry that day that he didn't have time to say anything to Wang Simiao and the others, which was why they were so worried.
"Chen Feng, why did you come here? A few days ago, we found that you left the village and looked for you everywhere. Finally, we found that this mountainous area is extremely weird. We tried our best and couldn't break through the barrier here. You are worrying us to death.
Got it!" Wenqing also said with an anxious look on his face.
"Haha, I'm sorry, I discovered something that day. Because I was so excited, I forgot to tell you for a moment. I won't do it next time, which made everyone worried!" Chen Feng smiled apologetically, and at the same time looked at him, who seemed a little embarrassed.
Qiu Xuan, who wanted to come forward but didn't dare to, walked over slowly, took Qiu Xuan's little hand with one hand, and touched her black hair lovingly with the other.
"Huh? What is this?" Seeing Chen Feng's actions, Qingqing looked a little dim, but Elder Long looked at the hundreds of tombs standing behind Chen Feng and asked.
Following Mr. Long's gaze, everyone looked behind Chen Feng with a look of surprise on their faces.
"Boss, how come there are so many graves here? Could it be..." After saying this, Wang Simiao's expression changed, he stepped hard with one foot, and the divine light surged in his hand, he waved his hand and grabbed Qiu Xuan, and at the same time shouted in a deep voice:
"Boss, I've long said there's something wrong with this woman!"
Wang Simiao's speed was extremely fast, and the vast energy enveloped Qiu Xuan like a tide. Qiu Xuan was shocked by Wang Simiao's powerful energy, and her face suddenly turned pale.
"Si Miao!" Seeing Wang Simiao being so impulsive, Wenqing hurriedly shouted. Chen Feng's expression suddenly changed, and the golden Zen spirit burst out of his body. He immediately shot out a Buddhist Zen seal to stop Wang Simiao's attack.
The rolling golden rainbow shocked Wang Simiao and took several steps back.
"Boss, can't you see clearly now?" Wang Simiao was about to step forward, but Qing Qing hugged Wang Simiao and shouted in horror: "Si Miao, no, no, I beg you!"
"Sister Wenqing... The boss..." Wang Simiao was hugged by Wenqing and did not dare to struggle too much, but her eyes towards Qiu Xuan were extremely fierce.
"That's enough!" Chen Feng shouted sharply and looked at Qiu Xuan, who had red eyes but lowered her head and said nothing, feeling extremely distressed.
"Si Miao, let me tell you once. This matter has nothing to do with Xuan'er. She is here and is also a victim, and I have already thought of a way to get out!"
Chen Feng had a gloomy face, suppressed the anger in his heart, and said coldly.
"Chen Feng, you... have you really thought of a way?" After hearing Chen Feng's words, Qiu Xuan suddenly raised her head, grabbed Chen Feng hard with her little hands, and said with excitement on her face.
"Well, I don't know if it works yet, but I can give it a try!" Chen Feng showed a relieved smile to Qiu Xuan. Then he told everyone that he would be in seclusion in the mountain col and would not return to the village for the time being, so that everyone would not have to worry about the future.
, and asked everyone to leave.
But when everyone was leaving, Chen Feng called out to Mr. Long, and the two of them walked slowly to the mountain col.
"Chen Feng, have you noticed that our cultivation is gradually declining!" Elder Long followed Chen Feng in the mountain col and suddenly spoke, his voice hoarse and unpleasant.
"Well, the reason why I called you here is precisely for this matter!" Chen Feng stopped, looked back at Mr. Long, and said.
Huh? Mr. Long was slightly shocked, and then said urgently: "So, you have found a solution?"
Shaking his head, Chen Feng smiled bitterly: "Actually, Ran Deng and I come from the same world, and those buried here are all our brothers and sisters. They were all imprisoned here by Ran Deng, and in the end they slowly lost their cultivation and died of old age.
Here.”
Speaking of this, Chen Feng paused and continued: "But don't worry, these people left me many clues when they were dying. If we are lucky, we might be able to get out of here!"
Listening to Chen Feng's words, Mr. Long slowly scanned the tomb with his eyebrows furrowed.
"Mr. Long, the reason why I called you is mainly because I want to ask you for a favor!" Chen Feng said with a solemn expression.
"Say it!" Mr. Long was stunned and said.
"Over the years, I have owed Xuan'er a lot, and you know Simiao's character, he is too impulsive. This retreat will last for at least a year, or at most several years. I am afraid that due to the continuous loss of cultivation, he will turn to Xuan'er.
My son is malicious, so I want to ask Mr. Long to help me take care of Xuan'er!"
Mr. Long thought for a while, nodded and affirmed: "Well, don't worry, Qiu Xuan will be fine as long as I'm here!"
Hearing Elder Long's promise, Chen Feng finally felt relieved, then waved Elder Long away, opened the black star curtain again, raised his head and looked up, his eyes fell on the twinkling stars, and there was an unconcealable flash in his eyes.
