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After the three people left, Shi Feng, Feng Qitong and others did not dare to come out.

In the bones of the black turtle, Feng Qitong sighed, "Sure enough! The Xuanding Sect opened the grand formation this time to catch all the treasures and not allow others to get their hands on them.

Brother Shi, what should we do next? "

Shi Feng thought for a moment and asked, "Senior Sister Feng, if we stay in the underground palace until the illusion is closed, can we be teleported out?"

Feng Qitong replied, "To teleport out, it must be on the ground of the twelve cities on the fifth floor, not the underground palace."

Shi Feng continued to ask, "By the way, senior sister, in the past when the illusion was opened, I believe there were some people who did not return to the surface of the twelve cities on the fifth floor in time. So what happened to these people?"

Feng Qitong shook his head, "I don't know. The illusion opens once every two hundred years, and after two hundred years, those people have disappeared."

"Disappeared?"

"Yes, you can't see people alive, and you can't see corpses even if they are dead. And their natal cards are basically broken into pieces."

"That means they have all fallen."

"Well, that's right. Once the illusion is closed, it sinks into the ground.

At that time, the entire illusion will become a world of monsters. Two hundred years, hey, who can withstand the endless monsters? "

"So, we must leave the underground palace?" Shi Feng said.

"Yes."

"Then let's hurry up. Now that the formation is activated, the corridor is constantly moving, and there are three masters of the Xuanding Sect in the underground palace. It will be difficult to avoid them and find the exit."

Feng Qitong sighed, "Brother Shi, I'm really sorry. It's me who insists on going to the underground palace to seal the formation, which drags you down."

The Horned Demon Dragon curled his lips, "What's the use of apologizing! With my body..."

Shi Feng quickly said, "Senior Sister Feng, please don't be polite to me."

The white fox on the side suddenly said, "Don't be afraid, just go find the exit and don't pay attention to the three birdmen of the Xuanding Sect."

The Horned Demon Dragon pointed at Xiao Hei, "This is the Birdman!"

Shi Feng said happily, "Master Hu, what can you do?"

Bai Hu said, "It's very simple. I use my secret technique to block the breath of both of you."

Feng Qitong was stunned, "Master Hu, can you completely isolate the two of us so that even the seismograph in the sky can't detect it?"

Bai Hu said calmly, "Of course I don't have that ability."

"That..."

Before she could speak, Bai Hu continued, "The Tianfang seismometer detects spiritual energy, but it cannot block their aura. They also have spiritual energy fluctuations on their bodies. Can't I detect it?

As long as they get close, I will be able to detect them, so you just need to avoid them in advance. "

Shi Feng stroked his palm and said, "Congratulations, Master Hu!" Feng Qitong was also overjoyed, "That's great!"

The white fox muttered something, then suddenly opened his mouth and sprayed a stream of white air on Shi Feng.

In an instant, Shi Feng's aura became vague.

The other person was obviously standing next to Feng Qitong, but when his consciousness swept away, it was nothingness.

Feng Qitong saw it and was amazed.

Bai Hu followed the law and blocked Feng Qitong. The two dug out the black turtle bones and waited for half an hour. As expected, the three people from the Xuanding Sect were not summoned.

Shi Feng praised, "Master Hu, what a great trick!"

The white fox chuckled, "It doesn't matter. The bastards of the Xuanding Sect are too arrogant. They have eyes on the top of their heads and think that the Tianfang Seismometer is invincible! You should hurry up and do your business."

Feng Qitong took out the magic weapon, compared it with the drawings he had collected before, and started looking for an exit.

However, the formation was constantly changing, and Feng Qitong was helpless for a while.

During this period, the three people from the Xuanding Sect searched back and forth in the underground palace, but the white fox's spiritual consciousness was far superior to that of the other party, so they avoided it early on.

During the break, Shi Feng asked Feng Qitong for advice on Tongdingwen. Feng Qitong did not hide her secrets and gave the jade slips she had sorted out to Shi Feng.

In addition to the more than 300 words already recorded in the "Qin Zhong Wenyan Tongkao", there are also 200 bronze tripod texts that Feng Qitong studied.

When translated from ancient texts to current texts, they appear to be just two symbols. However, under each character, Feng Qitong quoted from many sources, listed evidence, and sorted out the history of the change of character forms.

The entire jade slip is eloquent and contains 300,000 words. Shi Feng saw it and was filled with admiration and sincere admiration.

On the first day and the second day, no clues were found.

On the third day, the two of them were walking along a stone corridor, and the white fox suddenly said, "Wait a minute."

Shi Feng stopped quickly and asked, "Is it someone from the Xuanding Sect who is here?"

"No!" Bai Hu's eyes showed doubts, "There is a stone room in the front left, and I found that there is a spiritual restriction on it."

Restriction of spiritual consciousness is nothing new to monks.

In order to block the detection of other people's spiritual consciousness, monks' caves will set up such restrictions.

Sometimes when two people talk and involve important secrets, they will set up a ban to prevent anyone from eavesdropping.

Bai Hu said, "This restriction is very clever. When I scanned it, there was nothing. I was almost blinded. Fortunately, I looked at it a few more times and realized something was wrong."

Shi Feng pondered, "There is a restriction at the door of the stone chamber, what could it be?"

The Horned Demon Dragon shouted, "It must be the treasure room, Little Stone, there is something good!"

Shi Feng waved to Feng Qitong and told her what the white fox had just seen.

The stone room was only separated by two stone corridors from where the two of them were. Feng Qitong scanned it with his spiritual consciousness, but found nothing unusual.

"Will it be the exit? Senior Sister Feng."

"I'm not sure, what does Brother Shi have to say?"

Shi Feng smiled and said, "How can I have any high opinion? In the big formation, I will only follow your lead in everything."

"No matter what, I must go and take a look." Feng Qitong said.

Shi Feng nodded in agreement, and the two held their breath and headed east.

They walked carefully along the way, passing through two corridors. Suddenly, light came out in front of them. The two were startled and hurriedly crouched down.

There was a row of stairs in front of them, connected to a huge stone door. At this moment, the stone door was open, and the whole room was bright, as bright as day.

Shi Feng and the others lay in the corner, looking down from a high place, and they could see the whole situation in the room.

Two people in the room were fighting fiercely. One of them was the short and fat man named Qiu from Xuanding Sect. When he and Feng Qitong resisted the pursuit of the demons together, they never showed their weapons from beginning to end.

At this moment, he was waving a centipede whip with hundreds of sections in his hand, and the whip shadow was like a mountain, and the whole room was full of wind.

As for the person fighting with him, Shi Feng and Feng Qitong looked at each other and said in their hearts at the same time, "It's him!"

The man had a dark face, rough hands and feet, and at first glance, he looked like a porter in the mortal world. It was Ye Fazhen from Changsheng Sect.

During the trip to Qingdi Valley, Shi Feng had seen Ye Fazhen several times. This man did not look impressive, but his magical powers were extremely amazing. He had fought Qin Bing, who was disguised as a ghost orchid, and later escaped unscathed from the siege of a group of resentful spirits.

After more than a hundred years, Ye Fazhen not only advanced to the Golden Core, but also reached the middle stage of the Golden Core.

Ye Fazhen still used the crescent-shaped scimitar. Shi Feng took a look and thought, good! He actually refined it into his own magic weapon.

It is common for cultivators to replace more powerful magic weapons as their cultivation level improves.

However, some cultivators are used to using weapons and do not want to change, so they spend a lot of effort to temper the original magic weapon.

There are only two ways, one is to find a weapon refiner to strengthen it, and the other is to cultivate it slowly with Dan fire.

It seems that Ye Fazhen took the second method. This method is time-consuming and labor-intensive, extremely troublesome, but the effect is very good.

Take a closer look at this stone hall, which is divided into east and west halves.

On the east side stood a group of ghosts, each stone statue was about five feet long. Strangely, these ghosts had no facial features and their faces were blank.

On the west side was a huge Bodhisattva, wearing a crown and necklace, with a solemn face. He held a jewel in his left hand and a staff in his right hand, sitting on a thousand-petal green lotus.

Feng Qitong asked in a voice transmission, "The one on the west side is Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva! But what is the faceless ghost on the east side?"

Shi Feng shook his head gently.

In addition to Ye Fazhen and the big man surnamed Qiu from Xuanding Sect, there was another person in the stone hall.

This was a boy of fifteen or sixteen years old, with a shaved head and only a circle of teapot lid hair on the top of his head. The tuft of hair was quite long and tied into a small braid.

He was not tall, with big eyes and black pupils, revealing a lot of cleverness.

The boy wore a black robe and sat on a stone platform to watch the battle, looking a little bored.

His cultivation was only in the middle stage of foundation building. In the illusion of all spirits, so far, he was the person with the lowest cultivation that Shi Feng had seen.

The man surnamed Qiu from Xuanding Sect was also in the middle stage of Jindan, and his cultivation level was the same as Ye Fazhen's. However, after the two fought, Qiu was at a disadvantage after a few moves.

Ye Fazhen moved his fingers, and the crescent-shaped scimitar was sometimes bright and sometimes dark, sometimes hidden and sometimes visible, and its flight trajectory was impossible to predict.

The man surnamed Qiu could only dance the centipede whip into a ball to protect himself within a radius of ten feet.

Even so, his whip shadow could not prevent the elusive scimitar.

However, every time the scimitar passed through the whip shadow and was about to hit the man surnamed Qiu, a mysterious light would flash on his belt to block the scimitar.