Looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar mountain roads around, Feng Lin sighed a little.
Before I knew it, I was no longer a child.
Come to the top of the mountain.
There is a small temple in front of you, the size of a classroom in a school.
The inside is very clean.
There is only one tall stone tablet.
It is less than one meter wide, two meters high, and about fifteen centimeters thick.
Feng Lin asked about it when he was a child, and his steles all had names.
Why is the stele here as smooth as a mirror.
I remember that my father said with a smile at that time, "Old Feng's family are all honest people, and they don't leave names when they do good deeds."
"I didn't expect that you could grow to this extent in a short period of time."
Feng Jedi looked at Feng Lin with a smile, "With your current state, can you find the clues on the stele?"
"Stone tablet?"
Feng Lin walked over strangely, he put his hand on it, and was startled suddenly, "Formation!"
"That's right."
Feng Jue nodded.
"This is the formation at the entrance of the ruins!" Feng Lin said after feeling it.
"Let's go in."
Feng Jedi put his hand on the stone tablet, and ripples appeared on the stone tablet.
He walked in first.
Feng Youfu and Feng Lin followed closely behind.
They fell from a height, and here is a plain.
There are wheat, millet, and large rapeseed flowers nearby.
Gives people a strange sense of security.
Not far away, there is a double stone gate, which is the same as the ordinary gate in the village.
What is strange is that this stone gate can only be seen from the front.
From the side or the back, the stone door does not exist.
"Master, there are still ruins in our village."
Feng Lin spread his hands helplessly, "I can really hide it, so I didn't tell me until now."
"It's too early to tell you now!"
Feng Youfu glanced at Feng Lin calmly.
"Hey, what is this stone gate?"
Feng Lin asked around the stone gate.
He found that in the back, the stone gate did not exist at all, and he could pass through directly from the position of the stone gate.
But if you can't do it from the front, you will be blocked by the stone gate.
"The stone gate is an entrance, and inside is a magical place."
Feng Jedi looked at Feng Youfu with a smile, "Youfu, you walk from the front."
"yes."
Feng Youfu walked towards the stone gate from the front. The strange thing was that the stone gate didn't seem to exist to him.
He easily passed through the front.
"What's the situation? Why can Uncle pass through?"
Feng Lin asked strangely.
"He was able to pass through, proving that he was not chosen, but your father was chosen."
Feng Jedi explained with a smile, "You too."
"Is this born?" Feng Lin asked.
"That's right, the person who opens the door is born."
Feng Jue nodded, "So your uncle can't go in alone, he can only go in if the stone gate is opened."
"What's inside?" Feng Lin turned around and asked.
"You are far from qualified to know now."
Feng Jedi looked at Feng Lin, "I'll give you a task. Push open the door. You can only move within 100 meters of Shimen. Try to stay inside and don't get knocked out."
"Is there a master inside?" Feng Lin asked in surprise.
"That's right."
Feng Jue nodded, "If you are going to die, remember to escape."
"good."
Feng Lin nodded, "I just want to see if I can break through."
"Remember, within the range of 100 meters, if you step out of this range, you will definitely die."
Feng Jedi reminded again, "Rebellion is useless."
"knew."
Feng Lin's face was solemn.
He pressed the two doors with both hands and pushed them hard.
The stone door was pushed open a gap of half a meter, and it was pitch black inside.
Feng Lin swallowed, and walked in
Surrounded by strange things, Feng Lin felt as if he had stepped into chaos.
Behind is still the stone gate.
But elsewhere, is a patch of black and white thick clouds.
Suddenly, from the thick clouds, many lights flew out.
These rays of light are like tadpoles, flying around, but the size of the rays of light is about the same as that of a person.
These rays of light gather in the distance, and it seems impossible to step into this area.
Feng Lin carefully calculated the distance, which was similar to what Feng Jue said.
It's about a hundred meters.
At this time, a ray of light fell within a hundred meters.
The light gradually dissipated, and a middle-aged man with a thin body appeared here.
This person has deep eyes and seems to be able to see through everything.
He has a goatee, long hair, and wears a blue shirt.
Judging from the clothing, it should be in the Ming Dynasty, and looks like an ordinary scholar.
"Hello senior." Feng Lin cupped his hands.
The man in front of him stared at Feng Lin without expression.
When Feng Lin met the other's eyes, he suddenly covered his heart.
For some reason, his heart started beating wildly.
Plop! thump!
"Pfft!"
Feng Lin spat out a mouthful of blood, and took several steps back.
"Weak! Too weak! Has the spiritual energy been so deficient?"
The middle-aged man walked towards Feng Lin step by step with his hands behind his back.
Every step he took seemed to hit Feng Lin's beating heart.
Boom! boom¡¡
Every step made Feng Lin's body tremble violently, bleeding profusely.
Feng Lin didn't even know how he was attacked.
"Since the seniors don't talk about martial arts, don't blame the juniors for being merciless!"
Feng Lin suddenly released his anti-rebellion, approached the middle-aged man in the blink of an eye, and punched him in the head.
Hurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
A hundred meters away, those swaying spots of light suddenly became excited.
The middle-aged man in front of him didn't move at all, and murmured without joy or sadness, "Candles in the wind."
Plop!
Feng Lin, who flashed behind the middle-aged man, hadn't attacked yet, when his body was startled suddenly and he fell to the ground.
His eyes widened in disbelief.
He felt that he was now a frail old man, his body trembling uncontrollably.
Even the strength of clenching a fist can't do it.
brush!
He used anti-magic again and found himself back to normal.
In this way, it was the other party who used a certain trick on him just now.
However, God allowed himself to enter a short period of nihilization and escaped from that trick.
"Give you a chance, leave immediately, this is not the place you should come."
The middle-aged man stroked his beard lightly.
"Senior, it's okay to leave, at least let you enter the fifth level of Dacheng."
Feng Lin wiped the blood from his mouth with a smile.
"Then you can die."
While the middle-aged man was speaking, Feng Lin spat out another mouthful of blood.
Feng Lin gritted his teeth, he didn't believe in evil yet.
? As long as the magic counter works, you can't hit him if you don't believe it.
He continued to show his anti-rebellion, and punched the middle-aged man in the head.
"I am solid as a rock and will only break your bones."
The middle-aged man said softly.
Boom!
Click!
Feng Lin hit the opponent's head with a punch, but he felt that he was really hitting a rock.
The hand bones were shattered and blood flowed.
"this¡¡"
Feng Lin saw the pain in his palm, and his fingers were bent.
He performed divine counterattack again and found that his hand had recovered.
"It turns out that all of this is fake! It's similar to the phantom array." Feng Lin sneered.
"It's fake, but the truth is more terrifying than fake."
The middle-aged man's gaze was like a torch, "I am very surprised, how can I support you to stand with bones as soft as tofu."
"You ah!"
Feng Lin's leg bones were suddenly shattered, and he collapsed on the ground.
The piercing pain pierces the soul.
Feng Lin used Divine Rebellion again, but found that he couldn't cast it.
"Did you forget? From the beginning, there was no aura around." The middle-aged man continued.
"How can this be?"
Feng Lin raised his hand and found that he couldn't use Qi Jin.
He didn't understand what happened. Could it be that the person in front of him was a god, and what he said was what he said?
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