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"Master Long, do you recognize this thing?"

The Horned Demon Dragon came over and shook his huge head, "I don't recognize it! What is a small coffin used for? Could there be a kid in it? Haha!"

Shi Feng turned the small jade coffin over and over several times, but couldn't see where the restrictions were. However, the small coffin had a simple appearance and a trace of aura emanating from its body. It was definitely a magic weapon, not an accessory.

"Is it a magic weapon?!" Shi Feng's heart moved. He pointed to the wind again, and the coffin lid opened. The inner wall of the small coffin was green and empty.

Shi Feng read it several times, but still couldn't figure it out. He shook his head and put it into the Qingci box.

After putting the things away and closing the lid, Shi Feng put the small Qingci box into a big Qingci box. I used three traps in succession, and then posted seven or eight restrictions on the outside, which made me feel a little relieved.

At this moment, Shi Feng's mana has been restored to 70%, and most of his spiritual consciousness has been restored. As for the large number of dark clouds left by Cui Meng in the Divine Consciousness Mansion, these are "delicious" spiritual consciousness. I believe that if these divine consciousness clouds are swallowed and digested, Shi Feng's divine consciousness will be restored. His consciousness increased significantly. After all, Cui Meng's consciousness was not weaker than Shi Feng's.

Under Cui Meng's full attack, almost all of his consciousness was mobilized, and all of it condensed into a black skull and entered Shi Feng's consciousness house. When he died, these consciousnesses were too late to be withdrawn, and most of them remained in Shi Feng's consciousness house.

After cleaning up, Shi Feng dug out the black turtle bone, flexed his fingers like hooks, grabbed the wall of the well, and slowly climbed out.

There was no one in the courtyard, and Liu Er had gone somewhere long ago. Shi Feng's consciousness swept away and he saw that his flying sword was still on the ground and had not been taken away by Liu Er. Shi Feng waved his hand, and the Long Qian Sword and Sun Covering Sword jumped up from the ground and fell into Shi Feng's storage bag.

Cui Meng's swords were still in the soil, so Shi Feng took them out and put them into the Qingci Box of Black Turtle Bones.

After cleaning the battlefield, Shi Feng took out the ghost spirit plate again. He and Cui Meng fought for more than an hour. The white dot pointing due north had disappeared. It was expected that the portal had been closed. However, another vague white spot appeared in the north-west direction. Shi Feng recognized the direction, left the disciple garden, and turned to the northwest.

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After dragging Shi Feng into the ghost well, Liu Er expected to get revenge and left the disciple garden with a happy heart.

After leaving the courtyard, Liu Er naturally wanted to meet up with Feng Qitong, Lou Xuan and others. He was self-aware and knew that he could not control the All Saints Palace with his own abilities.

Liu Er's Dharma plate had the mark of his fellow sect. He held the Dharma plate in one hand and a whip in the other. After walking for a while, he saw a courtyard in front of him. Liu Er was about to go through it when he suddenly heard a cold voice saying, "Disciple of the Nine Talisman Sect. You’ll actually be alone!”

Liu Er was taken aback. He was cautious and his consciousness was fully alert. Why didn't he notice anyone nearby? What's even more surprising is that even though the other party spoke, Liu Er still didn't find out where the other party was!

"Invisibility technique?" Liu Ersheng was afraid that the other party would take the opportunity to sneak attack him, so he waved his long whip to protect his whole body.

"With this level of cultivation, how dare you run rampant in the All Saints Palace alone?" The voice sounded again. At this moment, he was no longer hiding. A monk in green robe appeared on the wall of the left courtyard.

Liu Er was teased and yelled angrily, "Fuck you grandma, you dare to play tricks on me! Huh?" He was whipped. After he struck out the whip, he realized that the opponent's aura was deep and that he was actually in the fake elixir realm of the Great Perfection in the late stage of foundation building.

The green-robed scholar stretched out his hand and grabbed the hemp nail whip. Liu Er felt a huge shock on his wrist and the whip was out of his hands.

Ordinarily, with this move, Liu Er should have known that he was no match for him, but this man was indeed a reckless man. Just as he dared to chase Shi Feng alone, he had quite a bit of arrogance in his bones.

Liu Er took his whip away, took a step back, took out seven flying knives from his storage bag, and threw them out.

Liu Er didn't see how the monk in green robes moved. Suddenly, Liu Er's eyes were dazzled, and the other monk moved to his left. He was so surprised that he yelled, "How did you..."

"Bang" a heavy palm hit Liu Er's left ribs. Before Liu Er could finish his words, a mouthful of blood spurted out. His whole body was like a torn sack. He was knocked away by the force of the palm and hit the courtyard wall hard.

"Turns out he's a half-idiot. I'm afraid he doesn't know anything. Let's try his luck. Anyway, that guy is also from the Nine Talisman Sect." The green-robed scholar murmured, and the figure flashed and appeared in front of Liu Er again.

At this moment, blood dyed Liu Er's chest and skirt red. When he saw the man in green robe rushing toward him, he said in horror, "You, who are you...ah?" With a scream, his head was cut by the man in green robe. Press and hold, your cheek muscles twist, and you roll your eyes.

The green-robed scholar didn't have much hope at first, but after searching for the soul, his face became more and more joyful, "Wow, what a coincidence, this rude man actually knew the origin of that kid, was he a master of ghost clothes? He even chased him all the way. Knock the opponent down into the ghost well?"

Suddenly, his expression changed and he looked up at the east courtyard wall.

I heard someone shouting loudly, "Who is it? How dare you kill me, the Nine Talisman Sect monk?" As he spoke, a strong gust of wind shot toward the green-robed monk's face.

The green-robed scholar smiled coldly, flicked his right hand, and Liu Er fell out, right in front of the strong wind. "Puff" "Ah!" Liu Er screamed, blood splattered on his left chest, and he died immediately.

At this time, four or five figures appeared on the east courtyard wall, it was Feng Qitong, Lou Xuan and others.

Blackstone Square and the Yin Beast were fighting in chaos. After a while, they discovered that Liu Er was missing. Although this man was not pleasant, he was a disciple of Jiufu Sect after all, and he was the same junior fellow student of Lou Xuan. They could not ignore it, so they searched all the way. Come down.

As a result, when he walked to this courtyard, he happened to see the green-robed monk searching Liu Er's soul. Long Qihai was walking in the front. Two darts were shot from a distance, but the green-robed scholar blocked them with Liu Er. Liu Er was restrained by the green-robed scholar and could not move at all. The dart pierced his chest on the spot.

Seeing that he had killed his fellow disciple by mistake, Long Qihai was annoyed and ashamed. He flicked his ten fingers and the silver needles were like fluffy drizzle, sharp and breaking the wind, full of strength. It was his proud and unique skill "Rain of Flying Needles".

The green-robed scholar sneered, "It's just a trick!" He didn't move his body at all. He waved his left hand lightly, and his sleeves swayed. The rain of needles disappeared, and he actually collected it directly.

The people of Jiufu Sect were holding magic weapons and were about to rush forward. Seeing the green-robed scholar show such a skill, they were all shocked and stopped.

Feng Qitong asked in a deep voice, "What a great magical power! I wonder what your name is?"

The green-robed scholar's eyes lit up. The girl in front of him was tall, bright and intelligent, and full of bookish air. He smiled and said, "What a pretty girl, if you want to know my origins, just follow me."

His voice was low and pleasant, and it seemed to have an indescribable magic. With his elegant demeanor, Feng Qitong and Feng Qiwu felt their hearts fluttering. The man in front of them was extremely handsome and elegant. Could he be the legendary No. 1 handsome man in the world, Wushuang Gongzi? Why don't they just follow him?

Feng Qitong's thoughts stopped as soon as they moved, and then she shouted angrily, "You lecher, you dare to use evil magic!" She flipped her jade hand, and three talismans turned into three fire dragons and pounced over.

Lou Xuan saw that Feng Qiwu in black clothes next to her was still blushing, and was afraid that she would be tricked, so he shouted in her ear and punched the green-robed scholar at the same time.

The green-robed scholar was still at ease. When the fire dragon and fist wind were about to touch his body, Cai Lang laughed, "Girl, I will remember you. We will meet again." In the laughter, a breeze blew and the green-robed monk disappeared.

"Wind escape technique?!" Lou Xuan said with wide eyes. This escape technique has always existed in legends, but he didn't expect to see it with his own eyes today.

Everyone looked at each other, wanting to chase, but didn't know where to chase.

Feng Qitong remained silent. The four words "see you later" were originally the most common farewell words, but the man just said it lightly, which made Feng Qitong feel cold to the bone, and a feeling of being stared at by a poisonous snake surged into his heart.

The green-robed scholar performed the wind escape technique and escaped from the encirclement of Feng Qitong and others. It didn't take long for him to reach the disciple garden.

The disciple garden was still quiet. There were still flying knives and golden needles thrown by Liu Er on the ground. The green-robed monk walked to the ghost well. He probed into it with his spiritual sense, and the black air was filled and he couldn't go deeper.

The green-robed scholar raised his hand, and a wind-chasing dagger flew out, "puff" piercing into the mud.

"It's actually seventeen feet deep!"

The green-robed scholar tapped his right hand continuously, and seven or eight wind-chasing daggers flew out, "puff puff" the small swords pierced into the mud at the bottom of the well one after another. The ghost well was still the same as before, and it seemed that there was no Yin beast at the bottom of the well.

The green-robed scholar took a breath, and his sleeves swelled, and he had jumped into the deep well.

A moment later, he had reached the bottom of the well. There were still traces of fighting on the mud, but there was nothing around, no corpses. He reached out and grabbed the mud on the ground and sniffed it.

Those who are familiar with the green-robed scholar know that he is proficient in tracking skills, but almost no one knows that his tracking skills are a secret skill that combines smell and spiritual consciousness. As long as the enemy is smelled by him, he cannot escape.

Of course, this secret skill consumes a lot of energy to perform, so in the Black Stone Square, the green-robed scholar did not perform the secret skill at the beginning, and did not find Shi Feng at the first time.

At this moment, the scholar in green robe has already smelled out in the mud that one of them is Shi Feng, and the other is a middle-aged man, which is enough to verify the content of the soul search of Liu Er just now.

The scholar in green robe stood up and walked to the wall of the well. There was a line of scratch marks on the smooth wall of the well. He leaned over and smelled it, "Good boy, you didn't die after falling into such a deep ghost well. You are really lucky."

The scholar in green robe flicked his sleeves, rushed out of the ghost well, raised his nose to sniff, then sneered twice, activated the secret technique, and ran towards the northwest.