When Lin Feng came to the back of the statue, he found that the belly of the statue was slightly arched, as if there was something hidden inside.
The two looked at each other.
"Senior sister, didn't you notice something weird about this place before?"
"No." Qian Zining shook her head, "I have spent this time exploring the surrounding terrain and communicating with the natives.
I thought this statue was just an ordinary statue, so I didn’t go into it too deeply.”
"It seems that there should be something hidden in the belly of this statue."
Lin Feng calmed down and looked at the bulge of the statue.
When he raised his wrist, a sword light flashed through, breaking open the surface of the statue's belly.
And with Lin Feng's sword strike, what was hidden in the belly of the statue was revealed in front of the two of them.
Lin Feng raised his hand and took off the thing.
It is a wooden box. The wooden box is not big, but it is a bit heavy to hold.
Qian Zining was surprised when she saw this wooden box.
“A box made of Moyun wood!
This is actually made of black cloud wood worth thousands of spiritual stones. This black cloud wood can be used for medicine, sword forging, and formation formation.
I didn’t expect it to be used to make a box like this.”
After hearing this, Lin Feng couldn't help but become wary of the Mo Yun box in front of him.
As this box is so precious, the contents inside are probably not trivial.
Place this box on the ground.
Lin Feng signaled Qian Zining to move away, and then, with her surprised eyes, he used the black sword to open the box.
With a click, the ink cloud box opened, and there was nothing unusual about it.
Qian Zining couldn't help but hold her forehead.
"Junior brother, you are too careful."
Lin Feng put away his sword and said calmly without feeling any embarrassment.
"Be careful of the ten thousand year ship."
Qian Zining sighed helplessly, but didn't say much.
The two of them stepped forward and took out the contents of the Moyun box.
It came as a bit of a surprise to them.
The things contained in such a precious ink cloud box are a bit ordinary.
There was only an animal skin, a manuscript, and a blue token inside.
The token has a simple style, with rare and exotic animals painted on the front and a Chinese character "Xiao" on the back.
"Xiao? Could it be that Xiao Fuyu's token?"
Qian Zining looked over and asked with a little doubt when she saw the character Xiao.
"If you look at this manuscript, you might be able to find out."
Lin Feng put down the token and picked up the manuscript.
To his surprise, the manuscript showed no signs of being eroded by time, and it still felt new to the touch.
Probably this is the effect of the ink cloud box.
Only such treasures of heaven and earth can ensure that this ordinary manuscript can be preserved for such a long time.
Lin Feng opened the first page and saw the words clearly written above.
[Xiao Fuyu knew that he was going to die today, so he left the manuscript in the hope that someone who came after me could bring my token back and hide it in the Xiao family’s ancestral grave.]
When I saw these words.
Lin Feng and Qian Zining probably understood that Xiao Fuyu should be dead.
Otherwise, such a manuscript and token would not have been left behind.
"Let's take a look at his manuscript first."
Lin Feng opened the manuscript and sat on the floor without caring about the location.
Qian Zining also came to the side and watched Lin Feng flipping through the pages.
Do you show an expression of confusion, surprise, and confusion?
On the contrary, Lin Feng never changed much in his demeanor.
[In the early June of the 312nd year of Wu Li, I set out from the Xuexue Palace to explore the Blood Spirit ruins. 】
…
[At the beginning of July, on the first floor of the Blood Spirit Ruins, the stone monster was a little tricky. It took half a month to finally break through. 】
[July 16th, the Sea of the Dead. How big is this fucking sea? Where is the chance? I will be suffocated to death.]
[On July 24th, I was tired. After more than ten days, I finally arrived at an island. It was deserted, but there seemed to be something hidden here. 】
[At the beginning of August, those monsters from the Sea of Death attacked this island, and two of our classmates died. Maybe this place is not as peaceful as I thought.]
.....
[At the end of August, fortunately, the senior brothers from Tiangong Sect were traveling together, and they were able to figure out how to use the stone monster corpses on this island to resist the undead sea monsters. If the spiritual energy here was not so rare, it could be regarded as a treasure.
land.]
This should be what Xiao Fuyu experienced, but it seems ordinary.
If so, they should be able to get out.
He must have experienced some changes, otherwise, he would not have been able to leave such writing on the first page of this manuscript.
Sure enough, when Lin Feng turned to the following content.
The handwriting on this manuscript has obviously begun to become a bit sloppy.
It seems that when these things were recorded, Xiao Fuyu's environment had begun to deteriorate.
[Damn, this island is so terrifying, we didn’t even realize that there is such a terrifying existence hidden here. 】
[Is there such a god within the island? Could this be a place of divine punishment? Otherwise, why...]
After the manuscript was recorded here, it suddenly broke, and the subsequent records have disappeared.
No, Lin Feng checked it carefully and found that there should be something recorded behind it.
But I don’t know who tore it out directly. The small half of the records at the back are the key to this manuscript.
Lin Feng put away the manuscript, and the doubts in his heart became more intense.
Who took away this Xiao Fuyu manuscript?
What exactly is this god talking about?
And the black stone man he once saw on the beach killing sandworms in the sea, could it be set up by the senior fellow from Tiangong Sect a hundred years ago?
However, a hundred years have passed and it can still be used, which surprised Lin Feng.
Qian Zining was also confused.
"Xiao Fuyu must have gone through something, but who has touched this manuscript? There is no key information!"
Saying that, Qian Zining stamped her feet angrily.
Lin Feng put the manuscript away and thought about what was recorded in the manuscript.
There are still some questions in my mind.
"Sister Qian, did you see anything recorded in the manuscript on this island?"
Qian Zining thought carefully.
"There is a formation on this island, which is somewhat similar to the work of this Tiangongmen."
"Array?"
Lin Feng frowned.
Formation techniques are not particularly paid attention to in Luotian Academy. Luotian Academy pays more attention to the strength of the monks themselves.
In Luotian Academy, it is not that there are no people who practice formations.
But it is more of an auxiliary means rather than a strategy to defend against enemies.
But listening to what Qian Zining said, this Tiangong Sect obviously specializes in formation formation.
At this moment, the world suddenly darkened.
A thunder sounded in the sky, and the entire hall trembled under the vibration of this muffled thunder.
The beams and pillars above the main hall screamed, as if they were about to collapse.
However, in the end, only the rocks and dust were shaken off, and no collapse occurred.
Qian Zining couldn't help being startled, and raised her eyes to look at the gap in the main hall.