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165 black stone statue

The brain is running fast, but it is a mess.

From a temporary point of view, the four treasures should be stored in four dangerous places, and the Babao Linglong Pagoda, Chen Feng once entered in the soul place, but it is obviously a fake artifact, not the real "Babao Linglong Pagoda" Ruyi relic golden pagoda! '

But what secrets are contained in the things recorded in these words?And these things, what is the relationship between the burning lamp?

Countless question marks kept circling in his mind, and Chen Feng only felt a splitting headache.

Suddenly, Chen Feng moved, and his eyes opened wide!

That's right, if... If the so-called Burning Lamp Emperor is a system carrier, can everything be explained?

Thinking of this, Chen Feng only felt cheerful!

I remember that among the occupations in the system, there are four occupations: pharmacist, equipment refiner, formation master and spirit master. If the occupation chosen by the burning lamp emperor is equipment refiner, can it be explained that the fake Babao Linglong Pagoda came from his hand?And the things mentioned in the Chinese characters above are only used to record the artifacts he personally made?

But if this is the case, then the Emperor of the Lantern is too against the sky, and the profession of a craftsman is too domineering!

Cold sweat ran down Chen Feng's forehead quickly. He couldn't believe that all of this was true, because if it was true, then he seemed to be much worse than other system carriers!

"Chen Feng, are you okay!" Seeing Chen Feng in a daze, Wang Ruoyu called softly, Chen Feng shivered, looked at Wang Ruoyu with a wry smile, shook his head and said, "It's okay, I just can't figure out the mystery! "

"Red Protector, since you know about the Wanshou Yaolou and Huihun Banner, then don't hesitate to tell everyone!" Han Xiao squinted and looked at Zheng Min with malicious intentions, while the others all looked at Zheng Min. go.

Hearing Han Xiao's words, Chen Feng also followed everyone's eyes and looked at Zheng Min, but after thinking about it, before Zheng Min could speak, Chen Feng took the lead and said: "Forget it, let's wait for Fellow Daoist Zhong to finish, after all We are now in the Nine Palaces and Eight Arrays, and we may encounter danger at any time, as for the matter of the Wanshou Demon Building and the Returning Soul Banner, we should wait until we get out and make inquiries!"

Now Chen Feng's status has been qualitatively improved with his continuous emergence of magic weapons and powerful cultivation base. Since Chen Feng spoke, although the few people were unwilling in their hearts, they still chose to remain silent.

Zhong Baichuan saw that everyone was focusing on him again, so he cleared his throat and continued talking.

When he came to the gate of the ancient temple, Zhong Baichuan was shocked by the majestic aura of the ancient temple. He lingered outside the ancient temple for a long time before making up his mind to walk towards the ancient temple with the monks from his clan.

Pushing open the heavy gate of the ancient temple, the inside is dark, and what comes into view is a small courtyard. In front of the courtyard is a small ancestral hall, and behind the ancestral hall, there are densely packed houses.

The ground of the courtyard is black soil where not a single blade of grass grows, and around the courtyard, there are various black stone statues with different expressions.

The whole body of the statue is dark. I don't know what kind of material it is made of, but it is lifelike, like a real person, giving people an extreme sense of oppression.

Looking around the courtyard, Zhong Baichuan felt inexplicably uneasy, because he always felt that these black stone statues seemed to be alive, quietly watching everyone's every move through those cold eyes.

After a stalemate for a while, Zhong Baichuan watched every move of the stone statues vigilantly. After confirming that there were no signs of life in these stone statues, Zhong Baichuan took the courage to lead his clansmen step by step towards the front, the ancestral hall.

Walking into the ancestral hall, Zhong Baichuan was slightly taken aback, because there was nothing in the ancestral hall, nothing at all, which made Monk Zhanger Zhong Baichuan puzzled, not knowing why it was like this.

With strong unwillingness, Zhong Baichuan led his clansmen through the ancestral hall.

There are many rooms connected behind the ancestral hall, like a huge maze. Several people searched one by one inside but found nothing.

After searching for a while, Zhong Baichuan was exasperated. He thought that he had found some treasure this time, but he didn't expect to spend time and effort, but he was happy in vain.

But just when Zhong Baichuan was so depressed that he almost went crazy, a member of the clan hurried over and said that in the last room of the temple, he found an ancient bronze lamp.

Hearing this news, Zhong Baichuan's spirit was greatly lifted, and he hurriedly followed his tribe towards the last room of the temple.

When he came to the front of the house, there were already two monks from the Zhong family guarding the door, and before Zhong Baichuan had time to talk nonsense with them, he brought other monks from the Zhong family and filed in.

Entering the room, Zhong Baichuan was pleasantly surprised to find that, as the monk had said, there was a stone statue of a little girl in the middle of the room, and in the hand of the stone statue was an ancient bronze lamp, burning slowly. What Zhong Baichuan couldn't understand was why the ancient lamp was placed in the hands of a stone statue of a little girl, and why the burning flame of the ancient lamp changed back and forth, changing into various colors from time to time.

After carefully observing the little girl and the ancient bronze lamp, Zhong Baichuan felt the huge energy from the ancient lamp from time to time, and the joy on his face was like a blooming chrysanthemum, extremely brilliant.

Impatiently stepping forward, Zhong Baichuan reached out and grabbed the ancient bronze lamp.

But just when Zhong Baichuan's hand was about to touch the ancient bronze lamp, there was a burst of laughter like silver bells in the room.

The laughter was crisp and sweet, like an oriole, which made people feel extremely refreshed, but in this quiet room, in this strange and inexplicable ancient temple, it gave people a creepy feeling.

Shua 7e!With one foot slammed on the ground, Zhong Baichuan flashed back to the door and looked around in horror, but there was nothing in the room except the few monks from the Zhong family. The soles of Baichuan's feet went straight to his forehead.

"You Fang He, come out and see you!" Zhong Baichuan's face was very ugly, and he sternly shouted at the surroundings, but the answer to him was still that sweet laughter.

In the empty room, the laughter lingered, and the slightest chill invaded the hearts of everyone like a tide. Just as Zhong Baichuan was looking around vigilantly, suddenly a monk from the Zhong family behind him pointed with a trembling voice. The stone statue of the girl in front of him said, "My... Patriarch, sound... the sound seems to come from there!"

Following the direction of the finger, Zhong Baichuan looked intently, and saw the stone statue of the little girl. At some point, her eyes had been opened, and she was looking at everyone with a smile that was not a smile, and the corner of her mouth made of black stone was slightly turning The head is tilted upwards, as if everyone is just an exciting toy to her.

The air became frozen in an instant. Zhong Baichuan had seen countless strong winds and waves in his life, but this was the first time he had seen such a strange scene, so he couldn't help feeling a little panicked.

However, Zhong Baichuan was a long-established figure after all, and he was also the Patriarch of the Zhong family, his fear was swept away, he shouted angrily, a divine light flashed in his hand, and he flew towards the stone statue of the girl.

I saw Zhong Baichuan's right hand turned into a palm, mixed with powerful spiritual energy, and slapped the girl's head fiercely, while his left hand turned into a claw, grabbing the ancient bronze lamp in the girl's hand.

Zhong Baichuan's speed was extremely fast, and he had already arrived in front of the stone statue of the girl in a flash, and a powerful spiritual pressure suddenly erupted on Zhong Baichuan's body, filling the whole room with terrifying energy that made people palpitate.

But... everything was not as beautiful as imagined, just when Zhong Baichuan's big hand, Ma Shan patted the top of the girl's head, the girl's stone statue, which was silent and motionless, suddenly moved.

In an instant, before Zhong Baichuan could see what the little girl was doing, an indescribable force hit Zhong Baichuan's chest instantly.

When it came from Dali, Zhong Baichuan felt as if he had been hit by a giant hammer weighing ten thousand catties, and all the bones in his body were about to be shattered. With a bang, he flew straight out like a cannonball, and slammed into the corner of the wall fiercely.

Poof 7e!A gust of blood rushed straight into his throat, Zhong Baichuan only felt a sweet taste in his mouth, and a mouthful of blood gushed out wildly.

However, the thing that surprised him didn't end there. I saw the little girl who was originally a stone statue, but the black stone on her body slowly dissipated, forming little black lights and dissipating in the air.

After a while, the black stone on the girl's body disappeared, and she turned into a cute child about seven or eight years old. In her hand, she was still gently holding the ancient bronze lamp with constantly changing flames! '

What happened next, Zhong Baichuan will never forget for the rest of his life. The little girl looked at the monks of the Zhong family with a smile, stretched out her white and tender little hand, and tapped lightly on a monk. The flame on the ancient bronze lamp instantly exploded. After changing different colors, after just a few breaths, the flame suddenly flickered, and a dark green flame froze on the ancient lamp strangely, exuding a gloomy color.

"Heck... how unlucky you are, it's actually a disease!"

The little girl smiled innocently, as if she was a childish child, but as soon as her voice sounded, the monk actually screamed and fell to the ground, his body kept rolling, and countless acne appeared all over his body. Then the pimples enlarged rapidly, bloody and bloody for a while, a large amount of black and viscous blood flowed out of his body, and the skin on his body kept festering, his appearance was extremely disgusting!

The monk's roar resounded throughout the room, and everyone stared blankly at the man who was so active just a second ago, feeling his scalp numb and the blood all over his body congealed.

Next, the girl ordered two more monks, but it was not known whether the two monks were unlucky or the little girl did it on purpose, anyway, both of them died tragically.

Seeing this situation, the crowd could no longer bear the horror in front of them. They circulated their spiritual energy and blasted towards the little girl, but the little girl just smiled, waved the ancient bronze lamp, and waved it at everyone, a dazzling divine light In a flash, in an instant, all the monks of the Zhong family, except Zhong Baichuan, turned into black stone statues.

Zhong Baichuan collapsed on the ground, his mouth widened, and he stared at everything in front of him in astonishment, his mind went blank, but the little girl walked up to him sweetly, and said with a smile: "You are very lucky, the nine-turn seven-star lamp Your three chances have been exhausted!"

After saying this, the little girl waved the ancient lamp in her hand and threw it at the stunned Zhong Baichuan, but at this moment, an old and distant voice suddenly sounded: "Let him go, there are still people waiting to see him!"

The voice came from nowhere, and the little girl pouted, looking extremely reluctant, but in the end she glared at Zhong Baichuan, and then turned into a black stone statue of a girl again...

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