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He couldn't help being shocked, he knew that this figure must be Feng Wuji!

Han Feng tried, approaching the light group, but felt a powerful invisible energy field, isolating the light group from the outside world.

Even with the Huangyu magic crystal to resist the evil spirit, he couldn't continue to approach.

After hesitating for a moment, Han Feng called directly via voice transmission: "Dean Feng, Dean Feng!"

There was silence in the light group, and there was no response.

Immediately afterwards, Han Feng tried to use his mental power, spiritual power, and even the power of blood to create movement around the light group one after another.

He tried to wake up Feng Wuji in the light group, but it still didn't work.

After trying all the methods, Han Feng couldn't help frowning, thinking, could it be that Dean Feng's mind has sunk and he can no longer wake up.

Although I have entered the source of the evil spirit now, if I can't wake up the other party, everything will be in vain.

At this moment, Han Feng could clearly sense that a steady stream of evil spirits rushed out of this light group, and its spreading momentum continued to increase.

Once these evil spirits accumulate to the peak and threaten the seal again, Dean Mu and the others can only suppress and kill Dean Feng's primordial spirit.

Secretly anxious in his heart, Han Feng stayed where he was, thinking for a moment, and suddenly his heart moved.

In the next moment, a golden light floated between his brows, revealing his hollow eyes.

Han Feng directly mobilized the vast power of divine sense and poured it into Dongxu's eye.

At the center of the eyebrows, although the eyes of the hole were not opened, a golden light shot out, directly penetrating the invisible energy field, and clearly seeing the situation in the evil light cluster.

I saw, in the viscous black and red aura, a man with a withered figure like a "mummy" could be vaguely seen sitting cross-legged in it.

The muscles of the man's whole body had shrunk, as if only a skeleton remained, and his hair was scattered like straw, covering his face.

In the void, there are twelve chains of laws that penetrate his hands, feet, shoulders, and torso, imprisoning him in this void.

The man sat there with his head bowed cross-legged. There was no trace of life in his body, but a strong breath of death, as if he had been dead for a long time.

Seeing this scene, Han Feng didn't hesitate, he instilled more power of spiritual thoughts, and the golden light in the eyes of the hole, without hesitation, shot directly at the man's brow.

The eyes of the hole can see through all the falsehoods in the world, and it can make people wake up from the lost. Han Feng just wants to use the power of the hole to awaken Feng Wuji.

However, the energy of the eye of the hole pierced into the center of the opponent's eyebrows, but it was like a mud cow entering the sea, without any waves.

Although Han Feng was suspicious, he did not give up, and continued to activate the eyes of the hole.

Until the power of his divine sense was consumed by nearly half, there was still no response when seeing the other party.

When Han Feng thought that this method would not work.

"Boom...!"

Suddenly, a sound sounded in the silent underground, the sound was loud and empty, like the sound of "heart beating".

Just when Han Feng was astonished, the golden light released by the eyes of the hole suddenly intensified, and it actually took away most of Han Feng's remaining spiritual power in one breath.

"Boom...!"

At the same time, the sound of the beating heart began to intensify.

Han Feng's heart trembled, and he was about to forcibly cut off the energy infusion of the eye of the hole, but the attraction suddenly disappeared.

Just when Han Feng was puzzled, he suddenly noticed that the figure in the light cluster trembled.

The next moment, that mummy-like body slowly raised its head. Under the disheveled long hair, a pair of scarlet eyes slowly opened and closed, instantly piercing through the halo of evil spirit, and looked at Han Feng!

At that moment, Han Feng only felt his heart shrink suddenly, as if being grasped by an invisible big hand. At the moment of life and death, a huge shadow of death appeared in his heart.

As if the other party could take his life with just one look, Han Feng's hair stood on end in an instant, and his clothes were soaked in cold sweat.

But after a short while, the bloody light in those eyes faded a little, and he regained a trace of sobriety.

"Who is coming?"

A hoarse and low voice, as if coming from endless hell, came from the evil light.

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Hearing the voice in his mind, Han Feng suddenly lifted his spirits.

"Dean Feng! Have you regained consciousness?"

"you know me?"

The hoarse voice came again.

Han Feng immediately cupped his fists and bowed to the figure in the light group: "Tiannan College student Han Feng, pay respects to Dean Feng!"

"Tiannan Academy!"

There was a "whispering" sound from the light group, and at the same time, the blood eyes fluctuated, as if they were a little clearer.

Han Feng hastily said: "Dean Feng, this junior once learned the art of guns in the Biluo Valley. Thanks to your secret guidance, I can get a glimpse of the gun's heart."

"Oh……?"

After a while of pondering, the voice came out again.

"It turned out to be you, little guy, I remember you, you are much stronger than before."

Seeing that Dean Feng was awake, Han Feng was overjoyed.

At this moment, Feng Wuji also asked: "Little guy, why did you come here? But what happened to Tiannan College?"

Han Feng hurriedly explained: "Dean Feng, everything is fine in Tiannan College, it's just that you... something happened here."

"I...?" Feng Wuji was startled for a moment, then suddenly said: "You mean that the evil spirit on my body has started to hit the seal, right?"

Han Feng was a little surprised when he heard this.

"Dean Feng, you already know all this?"

Feng Wuji responded indifferently: "I naturally understand my situation, little guy, you go back and tell Junior Brother Mu to suppress and kill my primordial spirit, so that everything can be wiped out."

Hearing this, Han Feng couldn't help being shocked, he didn't expect Feng Wuji to accept his fall so calmly.

"Dean Feng, Dean Mu and the two vice-principals don't want you to perish, so this junior entered here to wake you up.

As long as you regain your mind and actively suppress the evil spirit, you can continue to survive. "

Hearing this, Feng Wuji smiled lightly.

"Hehe...Little guy, do you think that I have been sealed here for a hundred years, and I suffer from the pain of 'thousands of arrows piercing my heart', 'the pain of karma burning my body', and the 'sorrow of resentful spirits' every day. Is it better to be alive than to die?" Do you feel good?"

Han Feng was dumbfounded when he heard this.

The facts are exactly as Feng Wuji said, compared to the three kinds of human capital punishments he suffered day and night, it is obviously easier to die once.

Looking at the silent Han Feng, Feng Wuji said in a calm tone: "Little guy, since you have comprehended my gun skills in the Biluo Valley, and you can meet me here, you and I are also destined.

Now that my time is approaching, you can talk to me. "

When Han Feng heard this, he didn't know how to respond.

Feng Wuji took the initiative to ask: "Little guy, what's your name?"

"Junior Han Feng!" Han Feng responded respectfully.

"Han Feng, for the past hundred years, my consciousness has been wandering in the Biluo Valley, and I don't know what happened outside.

The last time I learned about the outside world was 20 years ago when I asked Junior Brother Mu once.

Now that 20 years have passed, what is the current situation of Tiannan College? "

When Han Feng heard the words, he vaguely guessed Feng Wuji's intentions.

Immediately, he relayed the current situation of Jinnan College.

When he learned that Tiannan College was thriving, and now that he had received the Inner Sea Trial reward and was about to step into the ranks of first-class colleges, Feng Wuji in the light group was silent for a long time, and let out a long sigh!

"After 100 years, Tiannan College is finally on the verge of revival!

Back then, if I hadn't gone berserk and slaughtered the entire elite of the academy, it would have destroyed the academy's thousand-year accumulation.

Today's Tiannan College is probably already a first-class, or even a top-level college in the empire. "

Han Feng could feel Feng Wuji's inner emotion, and immediately comforted him: "Dean Feng, what happened back then is just hearsay.

But I know that Tiannan College is also your painstaking effort, so how could it be your original intention to destroy all of this? You cannot be completely blamed for this. "

Feng Wuji heard the words, but sighed: "You don't have to excuse me, all the things that happened back then were caused by me, and all the sins should be borne by me.

Fortunately, Tiannan College still has the opportunity for revival today, and it can also cultivate outstanding disciples like you. Under the Nine Springs, I can also rest in peace. "

Han Feng clearly felt that Feng Wuji's will to die had already been born.

He hurriedly comforted him and said: "Dean Feng, the so-called catastrophe of human beings is nothing more than life and death. The karma of the past, right and wrong, has passed. You have made atonement here for a hundred years, why bother to destroy yourself?"

Feng Wuji shook his head and said: "My fault is too great, how can I atone for my sins in just a hundred years, and the bones of my old friends in the academy from the past are already cold, how can I survive with my crippled body."

Han Feng said: "The dead are gone, and the living are like this. Hasn't Dean Feng ever thought that there are still many people in this world who miss you?"

"Remember me?" Feng Wuji laughed at himself, apparently not believing it.

Han Feng immediately said: "Dean Feng, don't you want to see the old God of War again?"

As soon as he heard the words "Old God of War", Feng Wuji, who was originally extremely indifferent to everything, really had his eyes tremble, his body trembled, and his emotions fluctuated violently for the first time.

"Master!"

"Han Feng, have you met my master? Is the old man in good health?"

Sensing Feng Wuji's mood swings at the moment, Han Feng's heart moved, and he hurriedly said: "Uh... this junior just saw the old God of War not long ago, the old God of War is in good health, but he is older than before, and he took the initiative to tell the junior Mention Dean Feng."

"Oh... Master mentioned me?" Feng Wuji was a little excited.

Han Feng hurriedly said: "The old God of War said that Dean Feng is his only direct disciple, and he also identified him as the next heir to the Zhenguo artifact. Because of your accident, Dean Feng, the old God of War has not found him until now. to a suitable heir.

When talking about this matter with me, the old man looked lonely, and there was a lot of regret and pain in his words. "

Han Feng's words were heart-wrenching every word, causing Feng Wuji's emotions to fluctuate violently.

"Master... this disciple is not filial, I'm sorry for your cultivation, I have ruined your wisdom!"

Feeling Feng Wuji's sadness, Han Feng struck while the iron was hot: "Dean Feng, it's not too late now, if you can turn around and start over, you can still inherit the mantle of the old God of War, serve the empire, and make the academy famous!"

Hearing this, Feng Wuji was silent for a while, and then sighed deeply.

"Hey...Han Feng, I know you said all this to arouse my desire to live, but it's too late.

From the moment I made a big mistake back then, I am no longer worthy of being Master's disciple, let alone appearing in front of Master, so you don't need to persuade me anymore.

Besides, my body, I know that in the past hundred years, that fierce energy has completely overdrawn the vitality in my body. I am already a person with exhausted oil and lamps, so you don't need to waste any more time for me. "

Feng Wuji's words made Han Feng fall into silence.

The so-called sorrow is greater than heart death, perhaps a hundred years ago, Dean Feng's heart was already dead.

The continuation of the hundred years was just to atone for the killings of that year, and to support the day when Tiannan College is going to be revived.

Now in this world, nothing can keep him.

Looking at the silent Han Feng, Feng Wuji in the light group seemed to show a relieved smile.

He said calmly: "Han Feng, thank you for telling me about Master's situation, in return, you can ask me for something.

Martial arts, exercises, secret techniques...what I have learned in my life, if you ask for it, I can pass it on to you.

After all, you and I are all practicing the way of guns. Although I dare not claim to be the best in the mainland, the Qianlan Empire is invincible. "

"Invincible!"

The simple four words reveal the peerless demeanor of this man of the mainland a hundred years ago.

It is impossible for Han Feng to say that he is not moved.

He had heard long ago that this Dean Feng had practiced a "peerless spear technique" that was unrivaled in the world, and relied on this spear technique to sweep away countless powerful men in the empire.

If the other party can teach this set of marksmanship, he will definitely benefit for life.

"Han Feng, tell me what you need."

Feng Wuji spoke again.

Han Feng heard the words, pondered for a long time, and finally made a decision.

"Dean Feng, this junior doesn't need you to teach me any martial arts. I'm so bold, I just want to find out the truth!"