Feng Qinghan took out a phoenix-shaped key from his bosom, then lightly pressed on the same phoenix-shaped groove, and opened the stone door.
As the stone door opened, the igneous rocks hanging on the inner wall ignited with the wind, forcibly illuminating the inside and outside of the stone door.
"This is my treasure house, about the treasure house of the Feng Clan"
I glanced at him, and for some reason, Feng Qinghan seemed to have grown a little taller in my mind at this moment.
"Feng Clan?!"
Feng Qinghan put away Ye Mingzhu, and dragged me to continue walking inside.
Listening to the sound of the stone door closing behind me, and looking at the bookshelves full of books in front of me, I felt my heart start to speed up slowly.
It feels like that the classics in front of me are layers of veils. After being lifted, it is the process of history. Although it cannot be touched or seen, it is immersive.
"You collected all of these?"
I randomly picked up an old booklet with no dust on the surface, and curiously asked Feng Qinghan behind me.
"Yes, I collected these classics when I was traveling, and it has been a long time."
I opened the booklet and looked at the awkward words and sentences on it. I couldn't help wondering how many years it has passed, and it can still be preserved so completely.
"Feng Qinghan, you brought me here, didn't you want me to see it myself?"
Feng Qinghan touched my head and said: "These are just a part, there are many more in my memory, I will tell you slowly"
Listening to Feng Qinghan's narration, the history of the Feng Clan is very long. When the Shen Clan was still in this land, the Feng Clan was already the overlord among the leaders.
Even if the God Clan left later, the Feng Clan was still a great race. After all, they still had the blood of the God Clan in their bodies, and one day when the blood was awakened, they would be able to rank in the God Realm and despise the sky.
The turning point that led to its end may be the time when the twin phoenixes were born.
Scenic star, wind and cotton, these two colorful phoenixes were originally a once-in-a-thousand-year opportunity for the Feng clan, and they were supposed to be like the old Phoenix king's hopeful wings, bringing auspicious omens, but they eventually led to the entire Feng clan's death. destruction.
That period of the past that is not recorded in classics, probably only the landscape star himself knows.
"Although the Phoenix Clan has been exterminated, there are still phoenixes scattered all over the place that have not returned, and the most precious treasure of the Phoenix Clan, the Soul-Locking Orb, is still left outside. There is no news."
"Soul lock beads?"
I looked at Feng Qinghan suspiciously. Although I had heard the name of the Soul Locking Orb from Scenic Star, I didn't think about it that much at the time, so I didn't ask further.
"The soul-locking orb is a treasure obtained by the Phoenix clan since the gods were still there. It has the spiritual power of invisible soul-locking. It is said that it can control the user's soul to the desired level without any backlash against itself. Abilities are very precious, but unfortunately only those of the Feng Clan who are destined to have the qualifications of Phoenix King can use them."
Good guy, this is no treasure, it is simply a fetish, fixed-point positioning, exclusive magic weapon.
"Then did you find the beads? Like your adoptive father, the colorful phoenix can be useddon't forget to call me to open your eyes"
Feng Qinghan looked at me, shook his head, and said: "The soul-locking orb cannot be found with ordinary spiritual power, but if it is the same as the Feng family, it is still a little touching to get close to the soul-locking orb and sense it seriously."
"Ah, by induction! Isn't that the same as finding a needle in a haystack"
I put down the classics I was looking at casually in my hand, and looked at him speechlessly.
"By the way, what does that soul-locking bead look like? I've never seen a pig running, so it's good to look at the pork."
Hearing this, Feng Qinghan turned around and took down a foot of satin from the shelf beside him, then with a flick of his hand, a delicate necklace appeared in front of my eyes.
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