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Shi Feng suddenly murmured, "Master of the Villa, how about I live in the outer hall from today on."

"Brother Shi, why is this?"

Shi Feng stretched out his hand and gestured, "Master Zhuang, look, the Shenwu inner hall is much smaller than the outer hall, but three people have to squeeze into it.

The outer hall is only for Daoyou Zhang to live alone. Why don't I move out so that it can be more spacious for everyone. "

"Zhang Daoyou, what do you mean?"

Zhang Fang was stunned for a moment, then immediately said, "I will listen to Brother Yan's arrangements."

"Oh well."

In the bones of the black turtle, the Horned Demon Dragon bared its teeth, "Hey! This guy named Zhang doesn't seem to be very happy. No wonder, he is used to living in a big house by himself, but now he has to squeeze in with you, and you Not a young and beautiful girl.”

That night Shi Feng tidied up and moved to the outer hall.

The outer hall was very large, and he and Zhang Fang were in separate corners, so it was not crowded.

In the inner hall, Uncle Yan took out two storage bags from his arms, "Brother, I brought a lot of things during this trip. Can you see if you can use them?"

In order to rescue his eldest brother, he had been preparing for decades in advance. There were a variety of items. In addition to supplies such as spiritual stones, elixirs, clear water, and bigu pills, there were also various talismans and magic weapons that could break the restrictions.

The reason why Uncle Yan wanted to enter the inner hall with Shi Feng was because contacting his eldest brother with the Manman Sign failed, so he finally gritted his teeth and gave these items to his eldest brother even if he risked his life.

He believed that with his elder brother's magical power, as long as he had all the tools, he would be able to escape.

However, Yan Bozhou turned over the seals on these magic weapons and talismans and shook his head, "It's useless. If these things of yours could break through the restrictions in the inner palace, the Illusion of All Spirits would not become one of the seven forbidden places in Qin."

The next day, the four of them had finished their rest and continued to join Crazy Qiu Wenci and others to bombard the outer wall.

The days passed day by day, and more than a month passed in the blink of an eye.

There are only three months left before the illusion ends, and there is still no progress in breaking the restrictions. Everyone is getting more and more anxious, including Shi Feng.

He sent messages to Feng Qitong and Xiaohulu every day, and later to Qin Bing, Master Liu Yunzi, Uncle Qianchu, Fourth Miss Ning, Yun'er, and everyone else who had the message talisman on him. information.

However, all the messages came to nothing and there was no response.

That night, the four of them returned to the Shenwu Hall, and the old rules continued. Shi Feng and Zhang Fang slept in the outer hall, and the Yan brothers slept in the inner hall.

Just as Shi Feng sat down cross-legged, the door of the inner hall opened, "Brother Shi, come here."

Yan Bozhou was only called Shi Feng, not Zhang Fang. Zhang Fang just looked up and said nothing.

Shi Feng stood up and entered the inner hall, "Grand Master, what are your orders?"

Yan Bozhou closed the palace door and turned around, "Brother Shi, in the past month, through attacking the restriction, I can see that I have great magical powers, much better than the third brother..."

"The owner of the villa is too praiseworthy!"

Yan Bozhou took out a jade slip from his arms and said, "Brother, don't be modest. I think your swordsmanship is quite good. This jade slip is just for you."

"This is..."

"Oh, there is a sword technique recorded in it, but it doesn't have a name. I found it on a corpse in the inner hall.

Haha, don't be surprised. It has been thousands of years since the illusion came into existence. Several groups of people trapped in the inner temple have died. The items of the predecessors are obtained by the descendants. The descendants cannot get out. After death, they will be obtained by the latter. "

Shi Feng reached out and took it. The jade slip was blue in color, heavy, and quite heavy.

His spiritual consciousness penetrated him, and after looking at it for about a quarter of an hour, Shi Feng's eyes showed surprise, "This swordsmanship... is so good."

"Really? What did Brother Shi see?"

"I saw that there are two swordsmanships inside, one for offense and one for defense. The attacker is like the overlapping waves, turbulent; the defender is like a mountain standing tall and motionless. It is really an extremely superior swordsmanship."

Yan Bozhou clapped his hands and laughed, "Haha, my swordsmanship is really outstanding. Old Yan, I didn't make any mistakes.

In the past, there was an old Taoist named Canglangzi who lived in seclusion on an isolated island in the East China Sea. He saw the waves crashing on the rocks every day, and he had an enlightenment. It took him two hundred years to create this swordsmanship.

This person has never set foot in the Central Plains in his life, so he is not famous. The corpse in the inner hall should be a later disciple of Canglangzi, and he happened to have this jade slip on him. "

"I see, Master of the Manor, how can I afford such a precious sword manual?"

Yan Bozhou waved his hand, "Brother Shi, just hold it. To be honest, I gave you this nameless sword scroll for two purposes.

The first is to thank you for helping my Yan family during the mountain sacrifice ceremony. The second is to hope that you can master this sword and your magical power will be further improved. We can break through the outer wall restrictions and escape from this ghost place as soon as possible. "

After hearing what Yan Bozhou said, Shi Feng stopped being polite and said, "Thank you, Master."

Returning to the outer hall, Shi Feng continued to meditate to restore his mana.

In the bones of the black turtle, he picked up the unknown swordsmanship and looked at it for a while, sighed, and put the jade slip on the bookshelf.

"What's wrong?" Horned Demon Dragon asked curiously, "Is this sword technique wrong? Boss Yan tricked you?"

"No! The swordsmanship is correct, but because it is an extremely superior magical power, I couldn't learn it in three months.

This swordsmanship won't help me leave the inner sanctum, let's see what it does. "

The Horned Demon Dragon chuckled and said, "Little Shitou is beginning to miss my mother-in-law, and it's like an arrow to return home!"

He was right. These days, whenever Shi Feng fell asleep, he would dream about Qin Bing. The thought of being trapped in the inner palace and never being able to see her again made him extremely anxious.

Time flies by, and the ten unlucky guys in the inner hall attack the ban every day. They always come with hope in the morning and come back dejected at noon.

This happens every day! Unconsciously, another two months have passed, and there is only one month left before the illusion is closed.

At night, in the outer hall of the divine object, Shi Feng and Zhang Fang, one on the left and one on the right, had entered samadhi.

However, in the black turtle bones, Shi Feng did not rest. He was holding something in his hand, which was the Heavenly Wood Divine Staff.

"Hey, Xiao Shitou, in the past two months, you have looked at this broken stick over and over again. Have you seen anything good about it?"

Shi Feng frowned. The Tianmu Divine Staff was made by Master Peacock himself. The only thing that could be related to the illusion of all spirits was this treasure. Of course, he hoped to find some clues from the staff.

"This staff is not simple. It is made of Nanming Chun tree. Nanming is also called Tianchi. This kind of sacred tree grows beside Tianchi. It has an extremely long life. Spring is eight thousand years old, and spring is eight thousand years old. Autumn has a tough texture and can ward off evil spirits, so it is also called heavenly wood."

Shi Feng picked up the tree root he picked up in the stone room again, "I looked carefully and found that the material of this inconspicuous tree root is exactly the same as the Tianmu Divine Scepter, and it should be the roots of the Nanming Divine Chun.

Perhaps Master Peacock obtained a sacred tree and made it into a staff, then threw the remaining roots there. "

Shi Feng tilted his staff horizontally. The head of the staff was in the shape of a tapa, with thorns on all sides, as round as the mouth of a lamp. There was a golden ring hanging from each thorn mouth. When he shook it, the small rings collided with the thorn mouth, making a clanging sound.

"In terms of grade, this is a middle-grade magic weapon!"

The middle-grade magic weapon is a good thing that Nascent Soul laymen also flock to. Shi Feng doesn't even have a low-grade magic weapon. Only Zui Taoist's seven-star evil-killing sword can match it.

However, Shi Feng's current cultivation level is not enough to control this sword.

Shi Feng touched it with his fingers and found a row of strange characters engraved on the stick. This was the object of his repeated study for two months.

He hoped that this was the spell to open the ban in the inner palace, but unfortunately these dozens of symbols were written thousands of years ago, and Shi Feng did not recognize them.

Thinking of this, Shi Feng took over the pile of garbage that the Horned Demon Dragon had picked up.

During the battle in Liyuan, Shi Feng ordered the Horned Demon Dragon to take advantage of the chaos to pick up the torn Buddhist scriptures in the stone room, because he thought these were ancient texts and would be of great help in deciphering the ebony slips.

Of course, in addition to putting away these broken scriptures, the Horned Demon Dragon also picked up a bunch of storage bags on the ground, all of which were monks killed by the demon king.

But...Shi Feng looked at the pile of scraps of paper and could only sigh and shake his head.

More than fifty Buddhist scriptures were all shattered by the force of the palm, and the fragments were irregular.

The key point is that Shi Feng doesn't know the scriptures in it, and if he wants to piece it together again, he can't start.