"What a coincidence?" Ning Feng couldn't help but look up at the sky. He only saw the ceiling, not a smiling face in the sky. ¡Ê¡â Since God is not watching, how could there be such a coincidence in this world? "My luck is too good." "Li Mubai, are you too unlucky?" Ning Feng felt that the latter was the majority. Immediately, he dispersed all distracting thoughts and concentrated on the information. It reads: "The Sea of ??Demons, whose real name is Seven-Colored Light, is named because the water in the sea is seven-colored and extremely beautiful." "In the past, the Sea of ??Seven-Colored Light was surrounded by islands and was a fairyland-like place on the sea." "Until a certain time. On that day, I don¡¯t know the exact time, a man in black robe came from the outer sea and visited the islands one by one. Finally, at a certain island meeting, the man in black robe lifted up his black robe, revealing his ugly appearance, which was covered with sharp scars. Take a second look. "The man in black robe cursed fiercely, to the effect that he was a member of the Seven-Colored Sea of ??Light. He was persecuted by the Islands Alliance and his family was destroyed. He was the only one left in the family. He broke his face and disfigured himself to evade pursuit. He has been around for decades. "I'm thinking about revenge for my family." "The result of that day is the cause of today. Now the revenge has been avenged, and he is no longer alive." "After saying that, the man in black robe committed suicide on the spot. He was still laughing wildly before he died." "Everyone." At a loss, no one knows what he means by revenge. They just have an idea in their mind and use the relics of the man in black to determine its origin and so on. " "The next day, a sudden change occurred, and the islands were submerged and turned into a surrounding sea. The hidden reef; the creatures in the Seven-Colored Light Sea were extinct, and there were demons crying, which continued for ten years. "Later, the natives of the Seven-Colored Sea of ??Light went out to escape the disaster, and they escaped. When the story spread, everyone was shocked. Many people used this to teach their descendants to be unworthy, and the atmosphere in the nearby sea area was cleared up!¡± Analyze results and more. Whether useful or useless, Ning Feng looked at each word carefully, for fear of missing something. "It's really lucky!" "The more I look at it, the more they look alike!" Ning Feng chewed on his teeth. This completely unexpected act of God's will made him feel butterflies in his heart. "Before committing suicide, the man in black robe traveled all over the islands, and some people saw him burying things somewhere and leaving things on the beach." "Those who saw it felt that he was burying treasures and never wanted to uncover them. But it was dark soil, so I was deeply impressed." "Bury it, throw it out of the soil, and the sea of ??seven-colored light turns into a sea of ??demons" "The more you look at it, the more it looks like!" Ning Feng originally wanted to learn something about the origin of the sea of ??demons. After the information came out, a far-fetched fake news about the location of the Demonic Land was produced, which attracted Li Mubai to come and wait for work. ¡°Now it seems that it was an accident, and maybe I actually got a clue to the magic soil. "The man in black robe probably wandered somewhere and discovered the strangeness of the demon soil, so he brought it back, polluted the seven-color sea of ??light, turned it into a sea of ??demons, and avenged his great revenge." "This person doesn't understand. What is the magic dyed dream soil? It just uses the most basic effect of the magic soil. Otherwise, if Li Mubai is not used, the vast sea area will become the magic dye territory for many years. " "Also, this person committed suicide on the spot. It¡¯s not necessarily that he has no interest in life, it¡¯s just that he has been contaminated by the demonic soil, and he can¡¯t survive for long. He will simply die after taking revenge.¡± Ning Feng made a judgment while carefully picking up bits and pieces of information. The clues about the origin of the man in black robe are written down and firmly remembered. "Pa!" There was a soft sound, the file was closed, and dust rose into the sky. A normal person would have been coughing. Ning Feng seemed unaware. Half of his mind was analyzing the traces left by the black-robed man to determine where the demonic soil came from; the other half was weighing the pros and cons. "With this information and some effort, I should be able to find the real location of the Demonic Land." "But in that case, should I continue with my original plan?" Ning Feng was a little hesitant. The pros and cons involved were too complicated. It's really not something that can be straightened out in a short while. "According to my original plan, even if it fails, it will not affect the overall situation. It is just a trap." "If it were replaced by a real demon soil" Li Mubai's appearance appeared in Ning Feng's mind, what he said and so on. "Li Mubai doesn't need much magic soil. Although the Yin Ruins transaction will give him enough weight sooner or later, it will take time."?There is a price to pay! " "But if my plan fails and Li Mubai is not killed by me, but gets enough demonic soil from it, wouldn't I also make him wedding clothes? " Unknowingly, Ning Feng circled around in place. Suddenly - he stopped and looked up. Directly above him, a big hole was opened in the roof that had been in disrepair for a long time. The moonlight was shining like water, and it happened to fall on It was as if a piece of clothing was being gently put on him. ¡°I think so. " Ning Feng smiled at himself and said to himself: "A man, just do what you do, why do you think so much. "My original plan may not be that good. After all, Li Mubai is a native of the vast sea area. He may not have other channels or anyone else to provide him with information." " "The trap of the demon sea may not be able to deceive him, and he may not be able to get the real information about the demon land. " "In that case, why should I hesitate? I'll just use the real demon soil to lure him into taking the bait. " "One thought of the king, one thought of death; one step of legend, one step of mud. " "The comparison between the Du family in the past and today is just like the contrast between Li Mubai and myself. " "I have set up the situation. If you are good enough, you can win everything, so what? " "If you dare to do it, you will have no complaints. " Ning Feng figured it out and was not trapped by the demonic barrier. He couldn't help but laugh loudly. The laughter shook and the roof trembled. Countless dust was shaken off, causing half-starved rats to scurry around. Show it to Du Fanchen Although the old man is old and deaf, he can't hear the sound. He followed the sound and opened the door of the library, but there was no one there. Why is the hole in the roof even bigger? " "Why. I'm too old to care anymore. " The old man shook his head and sighed, and went back to rest. Ning Feng was still coughing as he walked away from the roof. Even he couldn't bear the dust. Now he is not in a hurry to implement the plan, and goes to look for it first An inn was settled. In the next few days, Ning Feng¡¯s figure kept appearing everywhere in the old iron port, collecting information, asking old sea guests, and making various preparations. ¡°It should be in this sea area! " On the first day, in the middle of the night, Ning Feng lay on the desk, caressing inch by inch the sea chart he drew himself based on the Du family's information and the dictation of a group of old seafarers. "That's it! " "It can't be wrong! " On the third day, it was still night, on the same case. Ning Feng straightened up suddenly and slapped the chart with his hand. "Crash". The chart broke into countless pieces and turned into flying butterflies. Ning Feng was no longer there He needed it. The place where the word "Demon Land" was originally marked on the chart was now firmly engraved in his mind. Within a few days, his eyes were as red as rabbits, and he couldn't even breathe. It has never been closed. ¡°The rest is preparation. " Ning Feng returned to the bedside, fell back, and fell asleep without even having time to take off his shoes and socks. " In the past few days, he was not just asking, sorting, and drawing, but also how to spread the news, how to Leading Li Mubai into the urn step by step, etc., exhausted his energy. In his sleep, Ning Feng vaguely saw a dark land, with demonic energy rising, and countless monster-like creatures living in it, fighting, and devouring each other's flesh and blood ¡ The next day, Ning Feng woke up and rushed to the port immediately. He didn¡¯t want to go to sea, but to find something. ¡°I wonder if it¡¯s still there? "Ning Feng was thinking anxiously as he hurried on, and couldn't help but regret not buying it before. "Well, he came here to buy something. ""Is it really gone? " Ning Feng arrived at the port and walked around a few times. He was still almost stricken by the various smells that filled the port. This was not the point. The key was that he did not find what he wanted to buy. He was a little unwilling to give up and relied on his memory. When we arrived at the location where we heard the hawking last time, the number of vendors was obviously a little thinner than a few days ago. After all, the prosperity here was closely related to the arrival of the large fleet. Ning Feng could not remember which day it was. The vendor was hawking, so he looked for a vendor who looked a bit familiar and must have seen him before and walked over. ¡°Young Master, what do you want to buy? What I, Lao Xu, have are all rare treasures from the sea. It would be great to buy them back as family heirlooms or something" The chubby stall owner fainted when he saw the customers.??The sleepy look on his face was instantly gone, and he kept mumbling for a while, giving the impression that he didn't look like a vendor, but like a tomb robber. ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? you in a you make in 2014 of 2020. Ning Feng didn¡¯t listen at all, his eyes swept back and forth across the stall, and finally a look of disappointment appeared on his face. "It's not him" "Not here!" Ning Feng sighed and turned to leave. How long has Fat Old Xu been in business? Needless to mention his sharp eyesight, he quickly grabbed him and said, "Sir, I, Old Xu, really have everything here. Just in case, there really isn't anything. Of course, I'm talking about just in case. Generally, it's not possible." Maybe, I can ask all the brothers to come over. " "I've been running a stall for decades, Lao Xu, and I know a lot of people. I can't get what I want." Ning Feng just thought that Lao Xu was farting, but in the end. This sentence still made him stop in his tracks. The palm that was originally about to slap away Lao Xu's hand turned around and fell on Lao Xu's shoulder. In a sincere tone, he asked: "I'm here to buy wood and plan to build a set of furniture" "Stop. !" Halfway through, Ning Feng saw that Lao Xu was about to speak again, so he quickly waved his hand to stop, and then used his eyes to force the other party to swallow the sales words, and then continued: "I am not interested in other wood, just the past few days. I heard someone selling a kind of whirling wood. I wonder, Old Xu, do you know the stall owner? " "Whisling wood?" A few meters. "I remembered." Old Xu shouted, turned around and saw that Ning Feng was far away, and asked doubtfully: "Master, what are you doing?" "Keep talking." Ning Feng saw that it hadn't fallen down yet. I had dandruff, suppressed my anxiety, and didn't come near. "Oh." Lao Xu didn't know what the problem was at all, and continued: "Sir, what you are looking for is the so-called sacred tree produced on the island where Shen Tuxiong was slaughtered by King Jumang's subordinates. It seems to be called Whispering Tree. " Lao Xu sputtered out a series of words from his mouth, until he saw Ning Feng's expression of wanting to kill someone, he stopped calmly, as if he had not had enough. "Okay, sir, don't be anxious." Old Xu thought for a moment and said, "The stall owner's surname is Chen. He is a foreigner. He left three days ago." "Gone" Ning Feng was disappointed. If I didn¡¯t buy it at that time, I would have lost the opportunity. Three days ago, he must have just come out of the Du family's old house. "It's a pity, then I have to find a replacement. Time is running out. According to the description, this whirling wood can be used to refine a treasure that can contain the magic soil in a short time." "It's a pity, it's a pity." Ning Feng shook his head and was about to turn around and leave again when Old Xu's voice came from behind him: "Master, please don't leave. Listen to me, Old Xu" "I only want whirling wood." Ning Feng waved back as he walked. , signaling not to bother anymore. ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? I felt my sleeves being pulled by someone, I turned around and saw, who is it if it¡¯s not Lao Xu? Ning Feng was already in a bad mood, and his face suddenly darkened. "Old Xu, what do you mean by this?" "Young master, you are really impatient, and you didn't wait for Old Xu to finish what he said." Old Xu looked aggrieved, let go of Ning Feng's sleeves, and said, "I have the whirling wood." 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