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The white fox's eyes were red, "Shi Feng, you must not give up until the last step!

The way of heaven is far away, who can predict it? Now it is only three years before the illusion opens again. Maybe this time the illusion opens, the inner hall will be completely broken by the monks who come in. At that time, you don't have to do anything and can just go out directly."

Shi Feng slowly sat up and said after a long time, "Master Hu is right.

I remember my grandfather told me a story before he died. When he was young, he went to Lushou Peak to hunt in winter one year and encountered a tiger.

My grandfather stabbed the tiger to death, but his right leg was broken and his left foot was scratched. He couldn't walk and could only crawl down the mountain. .

Unfortunately, it snowed heavily, and Grandpa was cold and hungry, almost desperate. Because he calculated the distance, he would not be able to climb back without a day and a night, and the mountain was blocked by heavy snow, and no one would come to rescue him.

But Grandpa thought of his weak wife and young children at home, and he climbed to the foot of the mountain with one breath.

He fainted several times on the way, and continued to climb after waking up.

As a result, he was lucky. A man in the village lost his sheep because the sheepfold collapsed due to heavy snow. He looked for the sheep everywhere, and finally found Grandpa at the foot of the mountain and rescued him.

Grandpa said that if he had climbed one mile less at that time, he would not have been found. "

Speaking of this, Shi Feng was sad.

Grandpa mentioned this before his death because after he left, the family relied on Shi Feng, who was only ten years old.

He told Shi Feng that he must persist, maybe after another mile, the light will come!

Shi Feng gathered his mood again and came to the stone platform, on which was placed a seven-story pagoda, which was a mid-level magic weapon made in imitation of the Qiankun Tower among the ten great artifacts.

He reached out and picked up the pagoda, and began to observe...

Three years passed unknowingly, and it has been two hundred years since Shi Feng entered Yuchang Palace.

In other words, this year is the year when the Wanling Fantasy Land opens again, and the mood of Baihu, Horned Demon Dragon, and Xiaohei has become hopeful again.

However, day by day, the scene that Baihu said, that someone broke through the inner palace of the fantasy and rescued all the people trapped inside, has not appeared.

Finally, the last day passed, and another year ended, which means that the fantasy sank into the ground again, and it will take another two hundred years to reappear in the world.

....

One year, two years... Thirty years will pass, and Shi Feng still has not been able to disassemble the "Haotian Tower".

The fasting pills and clean water are getting less and less. Ten years ago, Shi Feng began to save as much as possible, but even so, there are less than three months of food and clean water left.

In the tortoise bone, the horned dragon was a little uneasy, "Hey, little stone, you have nothing to eat, you won't roast me and Xiao Hei to eat?"

Shi Feng smiled bitterly, "Is dragon meat delicious?"

The horned dragon said hurriedly, "It's not delicious, of course it's not delicious. I have lived for more than 10,000 years, and my meat is old and tough. But Xiao Hei is young and tender..."

"Okay!" Shi Feng interrupted him, "Don't talk to me, I don't have the strength."

He lowered his head and continued to look at the magic weapon in his hand.

Next, Shi Feng reduced the amount of food and water again. He sat in the center of the stone hall, not moving or talking, trying to save energy as much as possible, and sleeping on the stone platform when he was tired.

Three months later, there was no food and water at all. Shi Feng did not kill dragons for food, nor did he sit and wait for the last time to come. He was still dismantling the Haotian Tower in his hand.

Finally, the Haotian Tower was decomposed into more than 700 pieces by Shi Feng, put into dense grooves, and the stone door slowly opened.

Behind the stone door is still a stone room, and there is no expected exit!

Shi Feng, hungry and with a smoking throat, dragged his tired steps and walked slowly over. He said silently in his heart: Bing'er, little sister, master and uncle, I climbed the last mile and used up all my strength, but unfortunately...

"Huh? There is something behind the stone platform!" The white fox suddenly said in surprise.

Shi Feng was stunned. He took two steps forward and saw that there was a corpse lying on the back of the stone platform.

This person has been dead for many years. The stone chamber is dry and the fire spirit is rich. His body has long been decayed. Only a skeleton is left. He is wrapped in a dark yellow robe, which is also tattered.

Shi Feng squatted down and looked carefully. There was a dark dagger on the right hand side of the corpse.

This dagger has gone through years and is still heavy and sharp. It is a good treasure.

There are many words engraved on the stone slab on the ground. After careful identification, it is actually four words " strange and strange"!

These four words are repeated continuously and covered the floor. It can be seen that they were engraved by the yellow-robed man with a dagger before he died.

Next to the corpse, there was a storage bag. The restrictions on the bag had long since disappeared. Shi Feng swept his mind and took out a bunch of bottles and jars from the storage bag.

These porcelain bottles were very well sealed. Shi Feng hurriedly searched. When he opened the third bottle, Shi Feng's eyes were filled with ecstasy. It was a bottle of Qigong Pills. Shi Feng searched again and found clear water.

These things that were worthless to Shi Feng in the past were more valuable than the iron in the fairy furnace at this moment.

Shi Feng took a big sip of the water bottle and swallowed another Qigong Pill. He felt his whole body was full of joy and indescribable comfort.

Xiao Hei shouted happily, and the Horned Demon Dragon also said excitedly, "Wow! Little Stone, you are really lucky. A dead ghost from heaven gave you so much food."

The white fox smiled and said, "Fortunately, you didn't give up and insisted on coming here. Sure enough, there is hope after crawling the last mile."

After a full cup of tea, Shi Feng felt his energy gradually recovering. He began to sort out these bottles and jars. There were more than 30 jars of fasting pills and water. With Shi Feng's current cultivation, he should be able to support it for another 200 years until the next illusion opens.

The remaining bottles and jars were pills, some for healing, some for detoxification, and some for restoring mana.

In addition to the bottles and jars, there were some magic tools, jade slips, and talismans in the storage bag.

Shi Feng looked at them one by one, and when he finished, he nodded, "I know who the deceased is?"

"Who?"

"He is the previous head of the Huang family, the Master Ma San mentioned by Master Yan." As he said that, Shi Feng took out a token from a pile of items, "Look, he also has the Wanling Token!

Master Ma San entered the inner hall to repair the Wind's Voice Bow, so he brought a lot of food and water, but unfortunately he couldn't get out of this maze after all."

"How did he die?"

"I checked his bones all over his body, and there were no scars. It should not be killed by external forces. Master Yan said that the reason why Master Ma San dared to enter the inner hall was because he only had fifty years left to live. I guess he died of old age."

The white fox was surprised, "Fifty years! Damn it! How could he get here from the first stone chamber in fifty years? Little Stone, crack these You spent more than 230 years on the stone house. "

"Master Ma is a fifth-grade weapon refining master with superb skills. Besides, he is a late Jindan cultivator with profound skills, so it is reasonable that he can disassemble faster than me."

The white fox still shook his head, "No. Would your current weapon refining skills be lower than Master Ma's?

Moreover, refining and disassembling are not exactly the same thing. In this world, only you have a complete disassembly manual, and you spent more than 200 years. Master Ma has no secret manual, so why is he so much faster than you!"

The horned dragon was puzzled, "Old fox, what do you mean?"

"What I mean is that Master Ma may not have come to this stone room by disassembling the magic weapon. You see, before he died, he wrote a lot of "strange and strange", which means that this stone room must have other names.

Little Stone, you should look carefully in his bag to see if there are any other clues. "