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Her spellcasting detection was interfered and failed.

Facing the vigilant Zhang Wenfeng in the middle of the barren island, he said in a low voice, "Look, there has been a change...'Lanfang Pavilion', does any of you know what it is?"

He saw the location of the ruined walls, and in the mist, a light and shadow building suddenly appeared.

On the simple and elegant archway plaque, there are gold characters on a dark blue background, showing three ancient seal characters: Lanfang Pavilion.

Yun Qiuhe turned around abruptly, staring at the illusory floating ancient building, from the text to the architectural style, recognized it for a while, and shouted: "It's 'Lanfang Pavilion', my God, we found the legendary mysterious Sifang One of the secret realms, ha, how lucky! I want to enter the Lanfang Pavilion to practice!"

She was overjoyed with excitement, lost her composure, and ran to the gate of the Light and Shadow Arch in Lanfang Pavilion, not forgetting to turn her head and greet the two of them:

"Fast forward, we accidentally opened the secret realm of Lanfang Pavilion. This is a great opportunity, and it is very difficult to come across. If you miss it, you will regret it for the rest of your life. Don't worry, there will be no life-threatening danger in Lanfang Pavilion. At most, you will not be able to pass the test. Trapped for a while."

She was worried that the shaking light and shadow building would suddenly disappear, so she rushed towards it as if it had suddenly appeared.

Regarding the records of Lanfang Pavilion, she had seen it in the collection of Xuanyun Temple of the Zongmen. It was a secret place opened up by the ancient great powers with great supernatural powers to experience the younger generation. The specific test is different from person to person.

Moreover, the location of the Lanfang Pavilion Secret Realm is not fixed. If it appears here today, it may go elsewhere next time.

In short, it is a great opportunity to meet any one of the mysterious four squares in the mysterious world of Qingming.

She chose to come to Xiling County as a law enforcement guard to practice because she heard a divination from an uncle of the sect who told her that her opportunity to break through was in the south, so she didn't go to other places.

Unexpectedly, it really came true.

Let her suddenly encounter the secret realm of Lanfang Pavilion here, how can she not be excited?

"Hey, wait, Yun Qiuhe, don't be rash... Why do I feel that something is wrong with this Lanfang Pavilion?"

Zhang Wenfeng kept his footsteps in place without moving, and shouted.

He is a temporary ghost messenger, extremely sensitive to ghost aura and the like, and he is an expert in catching ghosts.

He fears it's a trap.

Chen Qingqiao, who had already run a few steps, immediately backed away.

Yun Qiuhe stood still, and when she turned her head to see the light of the torch, Guanzhu Zhang had a serious face, her serious expression was not a joke, she turned her head to look at the "Lanfang Pavilion" which was less than a few meters away, and saw that the fog was slowly engulfing the place. Mysterious light and shadow architecture.

She quickly took out another mirror magic weapon, and took a picture of the light and shadow building in front of her and the surroundings.

No ghosts were found, and the mirror surface was as clear as water.

Time waits for no one, she cried:

"It's a rare opportunity, even if there is a ghost aura, I will break through. Perhaps, the test of the secret realm has already begun from now on. The ghost aura you are aware of may be the secret test of the secret realm for you!"

She waved her hand to the back, quickened her pace and rushed into the gate of light and shadow, and her figure disappeared instantly.

Zhang Wenfeng was stunned, and what he said seemed to make sense.

Chen Qingqiao was at a loss as to what to do, the classics he had read were worse than Guanzhu Zhang, and he didn't know the mysterious Sifang Secret Realm, so he was a little uncertain that he should listen to Yun Qiuhe, so he rushed to the door to find opportunities.

It is better to listen to Zhang Guanzhu's safety first, and not to take risks.

A small half of the light and shadow building has been covered by the fog, and it seems that it will disappear completely at any time.

In the face of sudden opportunities, risks and rewards coexist.

It's so hard to choose! .

Chapter 122

"Guanzhu Zhang, shall we... go in or not?"

Facing the unknown opportunity, Chen Qingqiao felt that his headache did not hurt so much. In fact, he wanted to make a breakthrough in his heart.

Just like a person who is too poor and desperate to change, it is difficult to resist the temptation of a windfall opportunity right in front of him.

He still maintained an instinctive vigilance against danger, staring at the gate of light and shadow, without turning back to ask.

Suddenly he heard the sound of the sword wind piercing the air, Chen Qingqiao sensed the danger, he jumped forward, the sword in his hand circled a block, "dang", he used his strength to retreat further, turned around suddenly, and saw Zhang Guanzhu's aggressive, unreasonable Swing the sword to chase and kill.

"Hey...you're crazy!"

Chen Qingqiao was frightened and furious, he blocked a few moves, the danger was everywhere, his robe was torn in several places, and he was almost injured by the sword.

Only now did he realize how far the strength was from Zhang Guanzhu, he retreated in embarrassment, and shouted:

"Guanzhu Zhang, what do you mean by this?"

"Hmph, you plotted against me from behind with a sword earlier, and the account has not yet been settled?"

"Zhang Wenfeng" had gloomy eyes and a gloomy tone.

However, the swordsmanship is complicated and gorgeous, and the killing intent is sharp.

"No, I was plotted by the moon-watching eel monster's sorcery. I really didn't intend to stab you with a sword. Guanzhu Zhang, please listen to my explanation..." Chen Qingqiao was anxious.

At this critical juncture, how could Guanzhu Zhang be so confused that he remembered to settle his old score?

Besides, he didn't have the heart, but was still a victim.

That elbow hit him so hard that his chest still hurts.

"Take your conscience and say to yourself, if you don't have murderous hostility towards me in your heart, you will be assassinated by the sword drawn by the black magic? You dare to quibble, you villain, die!"

Followed by "Zhang Wenfeng" scolded harshly.

Chen Qingqiao was dumbfounded, speechless.

After tearing through the weak line of defense in his heart, he could no longer resist the sword attack in the chest, so he gritted his teeth, jumped back with all his strength, and swung the sword in his hand, trying to unload the opponent's sword posture to the side.

"Dang", the long sword was released.

He also successfully used his strength to jump into the light gate that was about to disappear into the mist.

The foreground changed, and he appeared in a place with beautiful green mountains and green waters. The distance was hazy and blurred. Chen Qingqiao subconsciously looked to his right hand. He held his long sword well, and the few places on his body 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.

"It's so powerful, such a clever 'moisturizing things silently' illusion!"

Being able to magnify and evolve certain thoughts deep in his heart, making him take it for granted without noticing it, this time the experience of the secret realm is probably difficult to break through.

However, no matter how difficult it is to break through, he has to break through, and he has no choice when he comes in.

He threw away the extinguished torch in his left hand, and with a firm look in his eyes, he walked in one direction.

Zhang Wenfeng deftly caught Chen Qingqiao's sudden thrusts at him, saw that the guy's eyes were wrong, he couldn't stop him even after drinking a few times, and watched as Chen Guanzhu was being chased by a ghost, he jumped back into the light gate in a hurry and disappeared .

Shaking his head, Chen Guanzhu had a flaw in his mind.

He has seen that, unconsciously, Chen Guanzhu has fallen into some kind of illusion here and cannot extricate himself.

Put the torch on the rubble, recite scriptures silently, pinch the Aoki Wuyou Jue with your left hand, keep your mind calm and calm, and don't look at the "Lanfang Pavilion" that is about to be covered by fog.

Don't be surprised, it's self-defeating.

He has nothing to ask for, what can mere illusions do to him!

After a while, when I looked again, the light gate and the faint building did not disappear in their original places.

On the contrary, it is a bit clearer, misty and misty, like a fairyland.

Scanning the surroundings, the barren island was covered in fog, and even the river wind could not be felt, and it was as silent as death.

This weird Lanfang Pavilion is related to

He was exhausted, and he had to be let in, which was difficult for others.

The strange thing is that he can no longer detect the ghostly aura that overflowed before.

After thinking carefully for a moment, Zhang Wenfeng stretched out the palm of his left hand, touched the black cloth bag on his right waist, pressed the mouth of the Shoumin bottle in the bag, and shook the yellow talisman on the seal through the cloth layer, breaking the simple restriction, and asked via voice transmission :

"Friend Daoist Zhong, do you know much about Lanfang Pavilion?"

Zhong Wenyong's slightly surprised voice came from the bottle: "What? Brother Daoist Zhang, you met the secret realm of Lanfang Pavilion, one of the four mysterious squares? Congratulations, this is a great opportunity."

Zhang Wenfeng is not too polite with Zhong Wenyong, he will come to investigate the case, kill the two moon-watching eels and other things in general, and describe the strangeness of Lanfang Pavilion, and said through voice transmission:

"My two companions, affected by the illusion, went in one after another. I want to discuss with you an idea. Since Lanfang Pavilion is a secret realm, why does it show a gloomy aura? What can I say?"

He is convinced that he will not feel wrong, he is too sensitive to ghosts.

No matter how subtle and obscure the ghostly aura is, it can never be hidden from his perception.

Zhong Wenyong asked: "You haven't entered yet?"

"not yet."

"Let go of your palm, I'll cast a trace of incense to take a look at the legendary Lanfang Pavilion."

Zhang Wenfeng was speechless, and let go of his palm as he said.

Why is he not so curious?

The first thing he considers is safety and security. On the premise of guarantee, he will talk about other things. Of course, he is also daring to work hard. Fear comes from the unknown. Deep down in his heart, he wants to grasp as much information as possible about Lanfang Pavilion.

He felt that it was unnecessary to rush in to practice in a ignorant way.

He would rather not have a chance that he didn't know much about.

As long as you live a long life, there should be no shortage of opportunities on the road of practice, but 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 protruding five feet high, almost transparent, floating left and right.

After a while, he retracted again, Zhong Wenyong's voice became cautious, and he said via voice transmission:

"I noticed a faint trace of demonic aura. I used to be a mountain god, and I'm more sensitive to elves and monsters and all kinds of demonic aura. Although I haven't entered the secret realm of Lanfang Pavilion, I know a lot.

The light and shadow in front of me looks very similar to the 'Lanfang Pavilion Secret Realm', both in style and style, but it is absolutely not. It does not have the dignified grandeur of the ancient secret realm. It gives people the feeling of being sneaky and hiding. Tuck, not atmospheric.

If I'm not mistaken, the light and shadow in front of me is an illusion transformed by magic and water formation.

When the sun rises and the mist dissipates, the formation cannot last, and it 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 demon will not be able to reach you, unless it dares to come out to fight you. "

The mountain god of the former court was well-informed and told the truth about light and shadow.

And give a simple and practical cracking method.

Zhang Wenfeng knew that the demon is different from the ghost, it is a kind of water monster. He secretly rejoiced that he brought the mountain god with him, and asked for advice through voice transmission: "Is there any way to break the demon and this formation? My friend is still in it, we must Save them from danger."

He didn't know anything about formations, so it was estimated that Yun Qiuhe and Chen Qingqiao, who were trapped in the formation, would not survive until the sun rose the next morning.

The moon-watching eel demon who was about to swim back to his lair on the verge of death really had evil intentions and wanted to lure them to the barren island by the river at night.

There was silence in the black cloth bag.

Watching the excitement outside the formation and fighting against the formation are two different levels of difficulty.

The mountain god who has lived for hundreds of years is a little embarrassed.

In his cognition, many troubles encountered on the road of practice can be resolved through experience and knowledge, instead of fighting to the death.

However, if Zhang Daoyou wants to help his friends, morality comes first, so the struggle is inevitable. .

Chapter 123

After waiting for a long time without getting a response, Zhang Wenfeng suddenly came to his senses, and said via voice transmission: "Your Daoist Zhong, feel free to mention any conditions you have, as long as it does not violate morality and conscience, I can agree as appropriate."

He thought that Zhong Wenyong wanted to exchange benefits, but he was too embarrassed to speak up.

When dealing with Zhong Wenyong for the first time, he was deeply impressed by the subtle calculations of the former mountain god, one after another, which were seamless.

He is not prepared to owe favors either.

As a good deal, he felt at ease asking for advice.

Inside the Shoumin bottle, Zhong Wenyong changed to the size of a finger, wearing a dark yellow robe and a simple hat, looking young and elegant, sitting on a complicated seat transformed with incense, covered by yellow mist.

Hearing Zhang Daoyou's voice transmission, he secretly smiled wryly.

Deliberately wanting to say that there are no conditions, but then thinking about it, if there is nothing to be courteous, it is either adultery or robbery. Zhang Daoyou was very wary of him, so he replied by voice transmission: "If it's not troublesome, after the matter is completed, Zhang Daoyou take me Go to Banni Lake, and absorb the incense for a stick of incense time is enough."

The more he needs for the power of incense, the better.

Of course, compared to being able to step into reincarnation, any conditions are insignificant.

In fact, he just wanted to show his own value with all his heart, and it would be better if Zhang Daoyou owed him more favors.

Only in this way can he rest assured of his own safety. He is very thoughtful and thinks more.