In the memory, where the weathered white bones were originally, the stone wall shattered by the silver feather arrows was scattered on the ground. But when Jiang Feng walked over cautiously, the weathered white bones were gone. He looked around, but saw another figure in the deeper darkness.
A ball of starlight suddenly appeared, penetrating through the unusually thick darkness and leaping into his field of vision.
There are endless murmurs in my ears, as if I have just emptied my ears and been thrown into a very noisy market. I can understand every sound and remember every word, but I can't grasp the specific content.
As he left the scattered pile of stones and headed towards the starlight, his murmur suddenly disappeared and returned to the silence of dead water.
In this silence, the familiar voice sounded again:
"You attacked me, it's unforgivable!"
"What do you want?" Jiang Feng simply talked to him, trying to use his voice to locate him. Although this was very difficult in a cave with complex terrain and echoes, it was better than nothing. He found that the light of the Soul Fire Palace Lantern
After returning within ten steps, the uneven ground appeared again. There seemed to be some messy footprints here, but it was impossible to tell whether they were in or out, and there was no pattern at all.
"Come to me." The other party's angry mood seemed to gradually calm down.
The bright weathered bones came into view again. Jiang Feng stayed about fifty steps away from it before stopping. The illumination range of the Soul Fire Palace Lantern seemed to be reduced to eight steps. The closer he got to this mysterious place, the brighter the light.
The more restricted he became. Then, he suddenly thought, wasn't the light that was about five steps away from the pile of corpses that seemed to be members of the Spirit Cage Chamber of Commerce closer to the weathered bones? He originally followed the road and even occasionally walked against the stone wall.
, I thought I had chosen the right path, but could it be that I kept wandering in circles somewhere for no reason?
Taking another ten steps closer, the light was reduced to seven steps, which verified his guess. He knew that he could not get closer, otherwise his life might be in danger. After thinking about it, the shadow separated from his body and gradually moved closer to the light.
Go, he wants to use this method to determine a safe distance.
"Afterimage? Do you want me to reminisce about old feelings by showing this afterimage that has lost its intelligence?" The mysterious existence seemed to be able to easily detect the shadow, "There is no need for this, as long as you are still willing to inherit my mantle, I will forgive you.
you."
"How to inherit?"
"Come over here."
"Tell me about the afterimage."
"You come over here first."
"Tell me the story of the afterimage first."
The sound stopped for a while, until the little bits of light seemed to be about to go out.
"Shadow is my brother, you can call me 'Heart'. We are all one of the nine avatars refined by the True Spirit Saint during his lifetime. The Saint fell here, but we remain in the world until one day,"
The shadow first disappeared without knowing its end, then the cloud, then the dragon, until the recent eclipse, I am the only one left here, I am here alone, guarding the remains of the true spirit saint, hope
Someone can inherit his mantle."
"What's the use of inheriting the mantle?"
"Becoming strong again, don't you long for this kind of power?"
"I desire it, but I don't like borrowing other people's power. Will I be controlled by you?"
"Control? No, although I am a saint made with my own heart, my own thoughts are very simple and will not hinder you."
"I don't believe it. And according to you, you are the only one left among the nine clones of the True Spirit Saint. Where are the other clones? It seems that they were not all listed just now. Why do you say that you are the only one left to guard it?
?”
The voice was silent again for a long time.
"I can't explain it. Maybe this is the arrangement of the Saint. As long as you merge with me, you can get half of the strength of the Saint. Come here, the Saint also has a magic weapon. Look!"
A blue light penetrated from the weathered white bones, suspended in mid-air, and bloomed with a flawless blue light. It was a ring with a simple shape, but it was much larger than the normal size.
"The name of this ring is 'Swallowing the Sea'. The True Spirit Saint got this treasure when he was still a young man and has been on a journey since then.
Cutting off thorns and reaching the peak of the avenue, it can easily swallow the monk's magic weapon."
"Oh?" It sounds fascinating, but Linglong Baoguang really told himself that this magic weapon does not exist at all, there is only another deep and dense darkness.
"Yes, how much do you know about 'shadow'?"
"Shadow was once one of us. As for its abilities, you will know after you and I merge."
"Besides you, are there really no other clones here?" Jiang Feng thought of the deep cold that was everywhere here. Even if he was near the bones, he could feel the biting coldness.
"No, don't worry, and I am the strongest. As long as you have me, you will be able to find other clones sooner or later and become an existence like a true spiritual saint."
It's just nonsense.
Jiang Feng thought to himself, he remembered that this mysterious existence had mentioned a clone named "Shuang" before. As the name suggests, "Shuang" must also be here. As for the ubiquitous hallucinations, at least there is "illusion". This is still him
It is a simple conjecture, and it is unknown how deep this cave is, and it is not yet known whether there are clones of other saints in it.
As before, the black shadow was imprisoned again when it was ten steps away from the remains. As long as Jiang Feng moved forward again, the black shadow would be freed again, just like a whirlpool attracting ships entering it to go deeper. This mysterious remains, one step away
Bu pulled Jiang Feng closer until he was only ten steps away. At this time, the light range of the Soul Fire Palace Lantern was only two steps away.
"Okay, come over here so I can release the remaining spiritual power and merge with you."
"What about the magic weapon?" Jiang Feng knew that this must be a trap, but he had already concluded that the other party did not have the ability to directly kill him, and there must be some tricks in it that he did not know.
"After the fusion, the magic weapon will naturally be yours."
"Don't I need a sacrifice?"
"No need, everything will be easy as long as I'm here."
"good."
Jiang Feng did not move forward, but sat down. Although the ground was freezing cold, the feeling of touching the ground gave him a sense of security. With the light of the Soul Fire Palace Lantern limited to two steps, he took out a few
Take a piece of spiritual stone and carefully arrange the magic circle.
"What are you going to do? Come here quickly, I don't have much spiritual power left. If it's too late, I'm afraid I won't be able to inherit the mantle of the saint. This kind of opportunity doesn't come every day!"
"I'll do it right away. Wait for me. I need to pray devoutly and thank God for his gift."
Jiang Feng made a random joke, and with a low-quality first-level magic weapon in his hand, he silently recited the familiar formula in his heart, tore up a small piece of clothing, and whispered:
"The position of the owner of this clothes!"
The spiritual stones bloomed with various colors of light, gradually gathering into scattered pictures in the air, and finally intertwined into a picture:
On a cliff, a man wearing a silver hood sat quietly. He had a dagger hanging on his waist and a blue sword on his knee. His eyes were deep, and his black eyes were full of fear of the unknown.
He was filled with fear, confusion and even doubts. This person was none other than Jiang Feng himself, and he was sitting beside an unknown deep cliff, only five steps away from falling.
There are no remains of saints at all here, let alone any magic weapons. There are only bare stone walls and messy footprints that cannot be found.
"So, are you still a saint?"
"I didn't expect you to have such a method, but don't even think about leaving here." The voice was intermittent, seeming to be getting farther and farther away from me, and the light that had advanced two steps suddenly lengthened, illuminating the cliff in front of me.
Not only that, the real feeling also returned again, Jiang Feng even smelled the stench wafting up from the bottom of the cliff.
The guy who calls himself a saint seems to have run away.
Jiang Feng stood up, kicked the magic weapon that had been turned into waste, and kicked it off the cliff. After a long time, he heard a slight muffled sound. It seemed that there were not exposed stones underneath, but something slightly soft, such as
, the bodies of members of the Spirit Cage Chamber of Commerce, the stench in the air, most likely
It is caused by the decomposition of corpses.
The messy and abrupt footprints here indicate that more than one person has fallen from here, looking forward to various adventures, embracing "dreams" and falling happily.
After the guy who claimed to be a saint ran away, and with the instructions of the size of the lights in the Soul Fire Palace, Jiang Feng followed the possible path and relied on the shadow's reconnaissance to go deeper into the cave, but also in the direction of the exit.
The saint's voice never appeared again. I don't know if he gave up or lost interest.
From ten steps to fifteen steps, then to twenty steps, the darkness and biting cold in the cave gradually receded like the tide. The clanking sound got closer and closer. Jiang Feng knew that it was the underground river collecting water.
In the entire field of vision, real existences appeared one after another, drooping stalactites, whimpering springs, and occasionally discovered underground beetles. Once signs of life appeared, it meant that this place was very close to the ground, but Jiang Feng knew clearly that this place
This is not the place where I came from.
A ray of natural light was projected from a narrow gap not far away. The light was warm and weak, as if coming from a ray of setting sun. He estimated that the time when he arrived was just right. Jiang Feng released Jiang Chengzi, along with the shadow, and surveyed left and right.
After making sure that nothing was following him, he squeezed through the gap and reluctantly got out of the cave.
There is an unnamed place here. Looking back, the narrow gap is hidden among the scattered vines and grass. If you don't look carefully, you can't find any trace at all. And at the foot of the mountain in front of you, there is a place similar to Fu Yuan's.
The town is about the same size, and from here, you can see the smoke coming from there.
Where is this?
A strange feeling arose spontaneously from the bottom of his heart. This feeling of déjà vu had never happened before, but it was real. He couldn't help but look for a way down the mountain, but found that it was a wild cliff with no way up.
Fortunately, the distance was not far, so Jiang Feng did not use the flying boat. Jiang Chengzi understood and directly transformed into his original shape, carrying Jiang Feng straight down the wind, and fell to the ground in an instant, and then he could clearly see what the town looked like.
There are several sloping old elm trees at the entrance of the town. At this time, the buds are green. Several children are climbing and playing on them. There are also a few elderly idlers chatting under the trees. Jiang Feng stepped forward and was about to touch the trees.
There seemed to be some familiar old tree trunks, but he found that his hand had penetrated the trunk invisibly, and several children and old people suddenly disappeared.
Looking further into the distance, the rising smoke from the kitchen and the flying birds under the eaves seemed to have stagnated for an instant. They no longer had any vitality or vitality. They were like a still picture. The few directions in the original field of vision were gone.
The figure at the entrance of the village, like the sudden interruption of laughter, was frozen in place for an instant.
Jiang Feng couldn't help but run. He found that he could easily penetrate houses, rows of fences, and penetrate every person and creature, but he couldn't really touch anything, as if they didn't exist in the first place.
Same. Looking around, Jiang Chengzi and the shadow were gone. He only saw an ancient well tied with many heavy iron chains. He was a little panicked and ran towards the road he came from, towards the old tree he saw outside the town.
, but unexpectedly tripped over a stone monument.
This is the first place he can touch.
He stood up, and contrary to common sense, his robe was not stained with any dust. He looked at the blue-gray stone tablet that was half a man's height. There were three large characters written crookedly on it:
"Dahuang Town"
He had never heard of this name, but it was like a bolt from the blue, shattering a group of memories that had been stored in his mind for an unknown period of time, and the picture that had just emerged was like a handful of dry sand.
I tried my best to grab it, but it fell down between my fingers, leaving no trace.
Something weird here!
He hurriedly took out the flying boat and flew towards the cliff where he came from. He penetrated through the layers of vague white fog and fell again, only to find that Jiang Chengzi and the shadow were both here.
"Master, where have you been?" Jiang Chengzi asked.
Jiang Feng looked back and saw that the curling smoke under the cliff was flying again, and the ancient town called "Dahuang" came to life again.