The moon was bright and the stars were sparse, and it was quiet inside Jiazi Peak. It seemed that all the noise outside had nothing to do with this place.

Since Fu Yunliu strengthened the formation, only people with a pass can enter and leave here once a week.

It is said to be the place where the Lord Buddha meditated, but the students here have never seen anyone outside the academy appear on Jiazi Peak in the past month since they entered school.

People who were assigned to patrol the mountain peaks were walking on the path with lanterns lit, vigilantly checking the surroundings.

"The test was very good this time. I heard that almost all the spiritual masters from the college were dispatched." The patrolman said.

"Can't he be awesome? The dean's grandson is so awesome. The student in the college can't stand it. His name is Guo Chao. He fights one big fight every three days and a small fight every two days. He loses every time, but the next time he attacks, he loses.

What's more serious, I have long had deep grievances, and this time I can't legitimately fight." The person on the side snorted coldly.

After hearing what he said, the people around him sighed, "It's great, you can go see such a lively scene, but we are the only ones patrolling the mountainside in the dark."

Since the last attack on Jiazifeng, Fu Yunliu not only strengthened the formation, but also arranged for some spiritual masters in the academy to patrol in turns.

However, their patrol scope is only on a few roads that must be passed up the mountain, and they are not qualified to reach the top of the mountain.

"Hey, you said that we have been patrolling for almost a month. Is the World Honored One really living on this mountain?"

They are all a new batch of spiritual masters who passed the examination last year. Because their qualifications are still relatively young, they are not qualified to teach students.

So I usually repair spiritual weapons, help spiritual doctors collect medicines and refine elixirs, and clear out the vicious beasts and spirits around the academy.

They had heard many rumors about the World Honored One, but they had never seen what the World Honored One looked like.

"Talk less and do more. If the World Honored One is not here, why would Dean Fu come here every week? Do you think the World Honored One can meet everyone?"

No one in the entire continent knows what kind of status the World Honored One has. The ten great spiritual masters are all his apprentices, and eventually they all become characters described in the history of the continent.

It's not something they, the shrimp soldiers and crabs, will be able to see easily.

The person next to him wanted to say something, but he vaguely seemed to see something flashing past in front of him. The man rubbed his eyes vigorously.

"Did something run past just now?"

The people around him looked over and saw nothing.

"It must be a wild fox."

In the quiet courtyard, the breeze floated the lanterns in the corridor, and the reinforced formation blocked the entry of all living things, so there was no breath of living things on the huge mountain top.

Mu Qian landed in the courtyard and looked around. The place was the same as the last time he came here, and the layout of the objects had not changed at all.

After passing through the corridor, Mu Qian stopped in front of the study. The entire yard had been searched cleanly last time.

The only difference was that she found the master's calligraphy in front of the study.

Thinking of this, Mu Qian raised her hand and released the spiritual fantasy butterfly with tracking powder. The butterfly transformed from spiritual energy could pass through the wall and find all possible spaces where things could be hidden.

You can find it even if you dig three feet into the ground.

If the legendary World Honored One really lived in Jiazi Peak, with his abilities as an old man, there would be no need for Fu Yunliu to reinforce the formation for protection.

The last time I broke into this place, I didn't find any traces of human life, but Fu Yunliu always delivered things here every week.

I'm afraid that formation is not for protection, but for imprisonment.

There must be some secret hidden here.

The spiritual fantasy butterfly that quickly left and returned flew around Mu Qian, and she quickly followed it through the center of the yard to the backyard.

The entire backyard was overgrown with weeds, and it was obvious that the people cleaning it had not put any thought into tidying it up.

Spiritual Fantasy Butterfly took Mu Qian through the rockery and finally stopped next to an ancient well.

She looked around and saw sparkling water patterns in the well, but Mu Qian looked strange.

Finally she looked up and saw the round moon hanging high, then she looked down again.

The water surface could be seen in the well, but the reflection of the moon could not be seen. Mu Qian turned around, found a stone and threw it down.

The sound of stones falling into the water could be heard, but there was more than one sound, one after another.

The spiritual fantasy butterfly also dissipated here. Mu Qian moved his neck, used a hiding spell to gather all his aura and spiritual power, and jumped into the well without hesitation.

Falling from the water, Mu Qian did not hear the sound of water. She opened her eyes and saw that the space around her was small and closed. She was still falling, and there were blazing torches on the walls around her.

There is indeed something else going on beneath the water.

The sound of iron chains could be heard in her ears. Mu Qian stepped on water when she landed on the ground. When she got off, her clothes were not stained by any moisture.

However, I stepped on water at the bottom of the well. It looked like a carefully constructed secret room with torches all around, but there was a layer of water on the ground that reached up to my insteps.

Mu Qian looked down at her soaked shoes and her eyes widened instantly. The water was red, blood red and had a strong smell of blood.

There was darkness in the area where the torches could not shine, and she could vaguely see a figure. The closer she got, the darker the blood-red color of the water became.

"Who is it?" A hoarse old male voice sounded.

Mu Qian moved her fingers after hearing this sound.

She took the torch from the wall and walked closer to the corner step by step. The firelight illuminated the dark corner and everything came into view.

Iron chains as thick as a baby's arms hung down from the walls on both sides, and the other ends restrained the man's limbs respectively.

Black strips of cloth surrounded his eyes, and he was wearing a dark gray robe. Judging from the exposed wrinkled skin, he was an elderly man.

His bare feet were soaked in the water, and the toes had turned into white bones. The color of the water under his feet was darker than anywhere else.

Mu Qian's pupils trembled, and her hand holding the torch tightened again and again.

"master……"

Even if she couldn't see his eyes, she could recognize him from just half of his face.

This is her master.

The Lord of the Lock Pavilion is the Qing Tan God respected by everyone.

"Little girl, I have never had a female apprentice, have you mistaken me for the wrong person?" The old man moved his ears and unconsciously tilted his head towards where she was standing.

"Master, it's me, I'm Mu Qian!" Mu Qian explained anxiously.

The old man shook his head, with a smile on his face, "I haven't seen anyone else for a long time. Although I don't know what you look like, I will never mistake my apprentice. Little girl, you have mistaken me for the wrong person. I am not your master."

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The light gray gown had changed color after being soaked in the water, and was covered in intricate wounds. He looked so embarrassed, but his speech was as calm as ever, and there was no change in emotion.

Mu Qian tilted her head and raised her hand to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes. She was too abrupt and excited. From the looks of it, the master no longer remembered her.

"you……"

Before she could say anything, there was a sound above her head, as if something had fallen.

Someone is coming.

Mu Qian turned around, cast an invisibility spell, and found a corner to hide.

She came to this world inexplicably and kept the memory of the original world for three times. After all, she still couldn't find a way to go back.

The furnishings in the courtyard on Jiazifeng are very similar to the place where the master lives in Suoling Pavilion. Even his handwriting is exactly the same as the master's.

There is no one in this world whose handwriting can be as ugly as the master's.

In addition, what she sees now is that his appearance and body shape are the same as those of his master, so she will not admit his mistake.

This must be her master, he can't be wrong.

But how did the master get here? With his old skills, how could he be imprisoned here without any ability to fight back.

What happened.

Just as Mu Qian was wondering, someone came in from the entrance with splashes of water, their white robes dazzling under the torches.

With such a figure and such steps and movements, only one person could be in Yinjue Courtyard.

Mu Qian could clearly see that this person was Fu Yunliu.

"You're here." The old man lowered his head and said.

Fu Yunliu flicked his sleeves, and all the torches behind him lit up, illuminating this originally dark corner.

Mu Qian also took a more thorough look at the old man's condition. There were not only four chains that locked him, but as many as eighteen.

And these are not iron chains, they are gold chains with aura, one end is embedded in the wall, and the other end is deep into the skin, clasping the eighteen acupuncture points on his body.

These acupuncture points are controlled, and of course the person is locked so tightly that he cannot move, and cannot even use his spiritual power.

After using this method to lock the lock and apply pressure with a formation, one can imagine how fearful Fu Yunliu was of this person.

"You have some more news for me today."

As the old man moved, the sound of the swaying chains became louder and louder in the room.

"Even if you have been locked up here for decades, you still care so much about the outside world. Should I praise you or laugh at you?"

Mu Qian's eyes widened. This man was Fu Yunliu's master.

Then he should be the most powerful World Honored One in the legend?

"Over the past few decades, the outside world has been changing with each passing day. I used to like to walk around and have a look. Now that I am trapped here, I can only rely on you to listen to what is going on outside and know the strange things happening in the intercontinental world."
To be continued...