Facing unknown opportunities, Chen Qingqiao felt that his head ached 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...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 murderous 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. Zhang Guanzhu, 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 scores?
Furthermore, he had no intention and was still the victim.
The elbow hit him so hard that his chest still hurts.
"You have to tell your conscience that if you don't harbor murderous hostility toward me in your heart, will you be assassinated by that sword drawn by the sorcery? You still dare to quibble, you villain, go to hell!"
Following "Zhang Wenfeng"'s harsh remarks 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, so he gritted his teeth, jumped back with all his strength, crossed his sword in his hand, and tried to deflect the opponent's sword attack to the side.
"Clang", 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 waters. 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 and brilliant magic trick of 'moistening things silently'!"
Being able to truly amplify and evolve certain thoughts deep in his heart, making him take it for granted without even realizing it. This experience in the secret realm may be difficult to break through.
However, no matter how difficult it is to break through, he must break through. Once he got in, he had no choice.
He threw away the extinguished torch he held in his left hand, and immediately his eyes were firm again, and he walked in a certain 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 drinking several times. He watched Chen Guanzhu as if he was being chased by a ghost, hurriedly jumped back and disappeared through the light door.
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Shaking his head, Chen Guanzhu had a flaw in his character.
He had already seen that Chen Guanzhu had unknowingly fallen into some kind of illusion here and could not extricate himself.
He stuck the torch on the rubble ground, recited the scriptures silently, pinched the Qingmu Wuyou Jue with his left hand, and kept his mind calm, not to look at the "Lanfang Pavilion" that was about to be obscured by the fog.
Don't be surprised if you see strange things, but you will lose yourself if you are strange.
If you don’t want anything, what can a mere illusion do to you?
After a while, when I looked again, the light door and the vague building had not disappeared from the original place.
On the contrary, it is a bit clearer, shrouded in mist, and as misty as a fairyland.
Scanning the surroundings, the fog shrouded the deserted island, and even the river breeze could not be felt. It was as quiet as death.
This weird Lanfang Pavilion was something he had to deal with. He had to let him in. It was so hard for someone to do so.
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-gazing 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 place, why does it reveal a ghostly aura? Can you tell me why?"
He firmly believes that he will not feel wrong, he is too sensitive to ghosts.
No matter how subtle and obscure the ghostly aura is, it cannot 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 he let go of his hand as he was told.
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 down 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, like tentacles extending 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. I used to be a mountain god, and I am quite keen on monsters, monsters, and all kinds of demonic aura. 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 will have no way to reach you, unless it dares to come out of the formation 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 to solve the problem.
Zhang Wenfeng knew that the sprites were different from sprites and were a kind of water monster. He was secretly glad that he had brought 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 save them from 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 sunrise 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 inside 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 path of spiritual practice can be resolved through experience and knowledge, rather than having to fight to the death.
However, Daoyou Zhang wants to save his friends, and morality comes first, so a fight is inevitable.