Chapter 1204: Nine hundred rolls

Ruanchuan muttered, but this guy was very thief. After finding that these things were not ordinary, he moved all of them into his storage ring.
When Feng Chen saw this, he lost a few of his white eyes. Isn't this guy also a respectable man with a head and a face? As for this?
After Feng Chen turned around in the room, he found nothing, and found nothing strange, and then retreated from the room.
After walking into several rooms one after another, I still found nothing. I didn't even see the junior magic weapon, and Feng Chen was thinking. Is this special cave house separated from the real people? Poor sour.
Feng Chen walked on the promenade, complaining a little.
After complaining, I still searched one by one in the room one by one.
When the day and night came down, this guy from Deluan searched a lot, but it was all desks, chairs and the like. As for the magic weapon, let alone the magic weapon, not even the magic hair.
I don't know if the hobby of this discrete real person just likes to collect this chair or table.
However, this guy from Wanchuan is very happy. For him, as long as it is collected by a discrete real person, he has to own it.
After this day and night, Feng Chen looked very carefully, not even letting go in some corners, and still could not find some clues about the Nether.
At one point he began to wonder if the four girls in Tianjige were true.
After two days in a row, Feng Chen still found nothing. He had searched the four palaces, and Mao had not seen one. He placed his last hope in the palace in front of him.
I saw a large plaque hanging above the palace, with five large characters of dragons and phoenix dances written on the plaque: "Nine hundred volumes of battlefields!"
Feng Chen stood at the entrance of the hall, and the door squeaked and opened automatically. Feng Chen raised his leg and walked in without saying a word.
Entering the main hall, it was found that in the center of the main hall stood many pillars of gilt gold. The surface of these pillars was engraved with many lines, which seemed mysterious and abnormal.
These pillars have a diameter of about two meters, directly from the ground to the top, and the dust is counted one by one, with seven or forty-nine pillars.
Feng Chen wrapped the pillars with divine thoughts and swept them one by one. The message sent by divine thoughts was that these pillars were weird. The materials used for these pillars could not be seen through them, and they were shocked.
Feng Chen took a step to take a peek at what happened, but when he walked on the promenade, he stopped suddenly, and his eyes suddenly turned to a raised sculpture on the promenade.
"Well, there is something!"
Feng Shen's sense of God tightly wrapped around every corner of the hall. With his perception of the divine thought, he simply felt that the raised sculpture was extraordinary, it seemed that the sculpture was related to this space ... folded Up.
Fang Chen said nothing, Feng Chen was very cautious and careful, he took out the falling feather flying sword, he tried to touch the mysterious carving with the blade of falling feather flying sword.
When the sharp edge of the falling feather flying sword touched this mysterious carving, the space suddenly twisted, and a rattling noise sounded, and a hidden door appeared at the end of the promenade.
"The discrete real person's path is well-known, and it seems that when you get to the fairyland, you must visit if you have the opportunity."
Feng Chen looked at the dark door rising slowly in front of him, and there was a flash of light in his eyes. He sensed that this is not simple. The hidden matrix method arranged by discrete real people actually contains a hint of understanding of the laws of space. In other words, In other words, the discrete real person has touched the law of space.
What this shows is that you must know that only strong men at the level of Xianjun can have the power of the law. Once you understand the power of the law, this person will not be far from the fairy.
Feng Chen didn't think much. He opened the dark door with one hand and took a breath.
Passing through the door, the scene turned suddenly and suddenly, and Feng Dian, who had long experience, was calm.
"Booming ..."
Feng Chen stared at the scene in front of him, and couldn't help but be surprised, only to see that there were hundreds of feet of waterfall in front of him flying down from a height, there was a feeling that the Milky Way fell for nine days.
These waterfalls smashed into the puddles from below, splashing with numerous water splashes.
This is a valley surrounded by mountains, mountains are stacked, the birds are scented with flowers, and the birds are screaming.
The water pond below was rippling and sparkling under the sunlight.
Feng Chen stood still. He had few people to admire in his life. At this moment, the discrete real person can be counted as one.
His divine thought spied on everything here. When his divine thought touched the waterfall in front of him, his brows frowned, and with the viciousness of sealing the divine thought, he confirmed it several times. Judging that there is definitely a cave behind the waterfall.
A little at his feet, he leapt forward and turned into a sharp arrow towards the waterfall.
As you walk through the waterfall, the scene immediately changes.
A cold feeling rushed towards Feng Chen, which is indeed a cave, as Feng Chen guessed.
The cave is small, with a length of about seven or eight meters, and the layout of the cave is quite arbitrary. An ordinary stone table, an ordinary stone chair, and an ordinary futon. Something else.
Feng Chen turned around in the room, and still found no useful information, but he visited a quaint book without any trace of dust on the stone table.
Feng Chen slowly walked over, looked up in turn, and after looking at it a bit, Feng Chen had understood that this is the practice experience of discrete real people, and also the thing that countless monks want to compete for.
"Into my Dongfu, you and I are also destined. This is a mark I left. You can find the prohibition that I left, which shows that your understanding of the battlefield is also very high. It is not under me. People, really amazing. "
Feng Chen just opened the first page of that experience. There was a tremor in the cave. The whole space seemed to be filled with a layer of gold. The golden light that was emitted was slowly refracted into a figure in white.
This figure in white looks very kind. It looks like he is about sixty or seventy years old. Obviously, he is an old man, his deep eyes are deep, and he looks at Feng Chen with a smile.
"Since you can find me here and open up my image, you are my heir. Of course, this seat will not be difficult for a strong person. You can have such an accomplishment and naturally will not condescend. If you have the right candidate, I hope you Can pass on my mantle. "