The inkstone is square in shape, about half an inch thick, and about four inches in length and width. It is completely black and lackluster. At first glance, it looks nothing special like an ordinary inkstone.
At this time, there was no ink in the inkstone, and the brushes used for writing were also in the pen holder. Everything seemed normal.
Can Feng picked up the inkstone and examined it in his hand. The light in his eyes suddenly appeared, his two slightly slender eyebrows were almost squeezed together, and his face was full of doubts.
With the protection of Can Feng's spiritual power, Zheng Lin gradually came to his senses. This feeling was just like when he encountered the powerful Xuan Mo Cauldron. The difference was that at that time, the Xuan Mo Cauldron released
The overwhelming ferocity has affected Zheng Lin's heart and soul, but now everything in the inkstone and surgery room is peaceful.
"Is there anything wrong with this inkstone?" After observing it for a while, Zheng Lin asked Can Feng uncertainly.
"I'm not sure. This inkstone exudes a very strange aura, but it's very obscure and hard to find. Even if I concentrate on it, I can't get a clue. What's certain is that this inkstone is definitely not a mortal thing. Maybe it belongs to your Zheng family.
Our ancestors also failed to realize its usefulness." Can Feng shook his head and explained.
"Then put it away first and study it slowly when you have time later." Zheng Lin said disappointedly, and then put the inkstone into the storage bag. Fortunately, the inkstone did not refuse the suction of Zheng Lin's storage bag.
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The books in the surgery room are not attractive to Zheng Lin at all. The accumulation of the old man's life was transmitted to Zheng Lin through initiation, which is equivalent to the essence version of these books, and Zheng Lin cannot calmly read the books now, although
They are very useful.
Throwing the books into the storage bag, Zheng and Lin inspected the three secret rooms again and prepared to leave after making sure that they were completely empty.
Although this trip did not achieve the most important purpose, it can be said to be a rich harvest. The collection of a super master in the Void Return Stage is indeed extraordinary. However, even with such a big harvest, Zheng Lin seemed to be in a low mood.
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Although he didn't know where it was, Can Feng didn't care about it. He protected Zheng Lin with one hand, and the other hand reached in front of him and spurted out purple spiritual power to hit the rocks. It was done in an instant.
A straight tunnel.
Sure enough, after completely walking out of the tunnel, Zheng Lin and Can Feng found themselves at the foot of the mountain behind Fuyun Villa, more than a kilometer away from the backyard wall of Fuyun Villa.
"Should we return to the Heaven-Slaying Demon Palace now, or should we avenge your Zheng family first?" After exiting the tunnel, Can Feng asked Zheng Lin for his opinion.
Before Zheng Lin could answer, Can Feng suddenly sneered and said, "It seems we don't need to discuss this issue. They have already sent it to our door."
After finishing speaking, Can Feng raised his head slightly. There was still a dark sky in the distance, but several streams of light could be vaguely seen heading towards here.
The two of them did not move, waiting quietly. Not long after, five extremely bright and brilliant streams of light fell from the sky.
"Haha, there are three demonic cultivators in the early stage of Yuanling, and one demonic cultivator in the middle stage of Yuanling. Huh? There is actually an immortal cultivator in the early stage of Yuanling."
Can Feng smiled and said, as a mid-level master of dual souls, he can almost walk sideways in the world of immortality, so naturally he will not be afraid of such a scene.
The five Yuanling Stage monks did not fall completely. Instead, they were floating in mid-air more than a hundred meters above the ground on flying swords. Due to the strong light of the flying swords and the spiritual power emitted from their bodies, Zheng Lin could not clearly see
see their faces.
However, one of the monks was so glorious that Zheng Lin intuitively saw the rainbow light transformed by this person outside Zhan City a few days ago.
The auras of the five people illuminated the surroundings brightly. Naturally, they could clearly see the tunnel behind Zheng Lin, and their expressions did not look very good.
After observing each other for a moment, a demonic cultivator came a little closer and asked doubtfully: "Aren't you two cultivators from this planet?"
Can Feng just smiled and did not speak, while Zheng Lin asked in reply: "Are they the masterminds behind the massacre of the Liu family and the Zheng family?"
Another demon cultivator came over, not hiding his arrogance, and replied sternly: "Yes, it's us."
Zheng Lin's face suddenly turned cold, but his tone remained calm: "Why?"
If Can Feng hadn't been here at this time, Zheng Lin would have been thinking about how to escape. However, with Can Feng, a master in the middle stage of dual souls, protecting him, Zheng Lin really wasn't afraid of these five Yuanling stage monks.
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In Zheng Lin's mind, he was thinking: "Although the old man has nothing to do with me, his descendants were massacred. Since I was involved, and I still have the ability to avenge them, let's just do it as a favor."
, after all, the old man was not bad to me."
"Haha... no reason! We never need a reason to kill people, let alone ordinary people who are ignorant!" The monk was still arrogant, as if he was confident and had no scruples.
Hearing his tone, Zheng Lin was quite puzzled. It is said that the five of them are all masters. Although they may not be able to tell the depth of Can Feng, they can at least feel how powerful he is. Why are they still so arrogant?
At another glance, none of the five people had a different look on their face. On the contrary, they all looked confident, as if they were convinced of the two of them. Looking back at Can Feng, he was still smiling at this time, but there was a trace of pain all over his body.
The breath has not converged too much.
"Okay, without further ado, let me ask you, did you break into the Zheng family's ancestral hall at night? Was it the word 'go away' that you drew up with your purple spiritual power?" The leading monk sounded arrogant.
He asked, looking like he had the upper hand.
Zheng Lin didn't know that Can Feng had drafted the word "go away" to warn the soldiers and low-level monks. However, Can Feng soon gave the answer. He took a step forward casually and replied: "It's us, could it be?"
How many people did they collide with?"
The leader frowned slightly and said in a strange tone: "You have a very stable mind. A cultivator in the early stage of Yuan Ling can be so calm in front of a few of us. This courage is indeed admirable. However, the courage
People who live in the world of immortality often don't live long. Did you enter a hidden place? What did you get? Have you seen a black finger bone?"
Facing this person's repeated questions, Can Feng ignored them and turned back to Zheng Lin and asked: "How about it, do you want me to help you kill these annoying and blind guys?"
Can Feng did not lower his voice. On the contrary, his tone was very high, and everyone could hear his words clearly.
Zheng Lin was wondering why the man said that Can Feng was in the early stage of Yuan Ling. Before he could answer, a grumpy demon cultivator couldn't bear it anymore. The flying sword under his feet suddenly flew out and was about to hit Can Feng in the blink of an eye.
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Can Feng didn't turn around, nor did he release any powerful momentum. He made a fist with one hand and blasted behind him.
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