Chapter 139 Ghost Monument

Han Feng faced the black marble wall, and the two and Qingyue couldn't help looking at each other... Han Feng said to himself that he and the two had fled here with great painstaking efforts, but they did not expect it to die. Is it true that he wants to kill himself here? He is not too afraid of death, but Qingyue, a beautiful woman who is so tired, dies together, but he really can't bear it...

When he was depressed, he couldn't help looking at the charming and beautiful woman beside him, but the woman was also looking at him with refreshing eyes. The two looked at each other in the air, but the woman smiled at him with a soft smile and full of incomparable trust in him...

Han Feng withdrew his eyes and said in his heart, "If you return to the original road, you will inevitably collide with the ghost king. It's better to inquire here. It's definitely not that simple to look at such a posture..."

While thinking, he suddenly found that there were many small and complicated lines on the black marble wall. If he was not careful, he really couldn't see it. He stepped forward and saw that the light on the black wall was appratic, and the countless lines were looming. Looking closely, he couldn't help but feel a little dizzy, and his spiritual strength couldn't stand it. Shocked, he hurriedly took his eyes back from those lines...

Qingyue also noticed those complicated lines, stepped forward, observed carefully, and suddenly became in a trance. When Han Feng saw her vision, he hurriedly shouted, stretched out his hand, and suddenly pushed behind her. A soft power came out. Qingyue woke up in an instant, but she was already sweating coldly. He said, "What a powerful mental control."

Han Feng said, "Girl, close your eyes quickly and don't easily look at those confusing lines." Qingyue recovered and did as he said. Han Feng felt that although the extremely complicated lines controlled people's mental power very strongly, there was no harm, but it seemed to convey some information...

Han Feng said secretly, "Fight." He slowly moved forward and tried to cast his eyes on the extremely complicated lines again. He was distracted and tried to find the information transmitted there... He secretly pinched the formula in his mouth and was ready to leave the lost complicated lines when he couldn't stand it.

The complicated pattern seems to be a pattern pieced together with patterns. Han Feng first looked at the edge and went deeper and deeper. Gradually, his head was already sweating. It turned out that the extremely complicated pattern was a huge rune. The runes are obscure and deep, and the round and happy strokes are intermittent, as if they are running in a law that is difficult for Han Feng to understand. The whole rune is connected and comes to life. An ancient and powerful breath flows between the strokes of the runes and spreads out with strong tension, as if controlling something...

Han Feng's heart was moved, and he tried to communicate with the ancient breath emitted by the rune with his spiritual strength. Because he knows that some legendary powerful runes can already have their own consciousness...

Han Feng tried to relax his vigilance, and a soft and relaxed spirit spread, trying to integrate with the breath of runes...

It seemed that he felt his kindness, and the resistance of the rune became less and less... Just as Han Feng was ready to give up and find another way, an old and vague breath suddenly came from the rune. Han Feng felt that the breath seemed to devour his spiritual power...

At this time, Qingyue, who had been observing, suddenly found that this small cave had undergone a strange change. The complicated and mysterious runes on the black marble suddenly fluctuated, as if there was a burst of water-like ripples. Countless small milky particles sprayed out of the black marble. In a blink of an eye, she and Han Feng have been surrounded. Her face fell all over... Then, she was shocked to find that the tiny milky particles seemed to be devouring their bodies, silently, and the two had disappeared in place...

When Han Feng felt that the strange and mysterious rune was no longer changing, a scream made him gradually open his eyes and suddenly found that he and Qingyue were already in a strange place...

Dark, mysterious and horrible.

This is Han Feng's evaluation of the world they live in. He finally knew where the milky glow that shone on them came from. And when I saw all this clearly, there was a cry of horror. When the fragrance came, Han Feng felt that a soft body had rushed into his arms... But the slightly trembling body of Qingyue was lying tightly in his arms and did not even dare to raise his head...

Han Feng was re settled and found that the two were in a world of white bones. Looking up, the sight is full of white bones, and the road is paved with white bones, and there are walls made of countless skeletons on both sides. And there are human leg bones inserted on the top of the head. The countless white bones emitted a white light and shot at a cyan bronze mirror. And the bronze mirror accumulated countless white light to reflect a white light that was more condensed like a solid, shining on a huge black stone curtain in front of it. I don't know what material the black stone curtain was made of. It was oval and actually devoured all the brilliance of the white bones. I don't know where it was launched...

There are three large ancient seal characters on the black stone curtain: white bone cave. Two lines of small words hung down vertically: "In ancient times, white bones have been cast, and white bones are difficult to eliminate thousands of evils." Han Feng understood the meaning, but he didn't know where the countless white bones came from. Thinking, thinking, a vicissitudes of life and a desolate breath penetrated into his heart, and he only felt that his eyes were a little wet...

"Cough..."

Calm down, Han Feng patted the beautiful woman in her arms and smiled, "It's okay. If you come, you'll be safe." The beautiful woman in her arms raised her head, looked at him, smiled shyly, dyed her pink cheeks, and said, "Who said something happened? I'm not afraid, but I'm just a little tired." Then, he straightened up and gently stroked a few green silks hanging down, adding a little more charming amorous feelings... Han Feng couldn't help smiling bitterly. The beautiful woman looked at the white bone mountain around her, and her eyes couldn't help frightened. He said, "Don't you show me the way..."

Han Feng said secretly: Woman. Walking along the path made of white bones, the Qingyue pulled the corners of his clothes and dropped tightly... The sound of stepping on the white bones oozed a trace of cool air in people's hearts... The two walked for about a few miles. Enduring the visual impact of the strange white bone...

Finally, on a white-boned hill, the road came to an end. Han Feng was stunned to find that a white stone tablet stood high. The stone tablet was one foot wide and about two feet long, but two feet high... As he approached, Han Feng found that the stone tablet was actually divided into two colors. The front was white, but the back was as black as ink... I don't know what it was made of. Han Feng did not dare to touch the stone tablet with his hand, as if it condensed a strange atmosphere.

There was nothing magical about the stone tablet when I first saw it. However, after watching it for a long time, Han Feng suddenly felt that two strange breaths had reached a delicate balance on the stone tablet. The white stone tablet on the front is full of a masculine atmosphere. The black back behind is full of violent, gloomy and wet breath. It seems to be a kind of positive energy, a kind of negative energy, the conflict between the two energies, and finally, a wonderful balance is reached...

The stone tablet is carved with mysterious, complicated and strange runes. Because of previous experience, Han Feng slowly released his spirit to perceive the strange runes...

"Puff."

A soft sound from nowhere, Han Feng had lost his place at the next moment. As soon as Qingyue next to her was about to exclaim, she also felt a strong force coming and devoured her in a blink of an eye...

Han Feng closed his eyes but couldn't feel this change. He only felt like flying through an inexplicable world, full of strange ghosts. However, those howling ghosts looked at him coming, but faintly showed fear and fled elsewhere...

It was like having a dream. When Han Feng opened his eyes, he found that he was no longer there. And the jade people around him are also flinched and nowhere to be found...

Where is this? Han Feng found that there were black clouds in the sky, which were full of violence and evil, and the white ball was hanging in the air where he was located. The ball emitted a dazzling light, which made people dare not look directly... He vaguely suppressed the violence and evil in the distance... Han Feng's mind In a flash, he couldn't help but be shocked and said, "Did I run to this stone tablet?"

"Haha. Sure enough, it's a good blank, and I guessed it so quickly.

The deafening sound came from the air, and Han Feng suddenly found that he didn't know when. There was a tall old man standing a few feet in front of him. The old man's face was clumsy, his white hair was like frost, his eyes were like electricity, he was wearing a moon-white gown and a white crutch in his hand... The most shocking thing was that the white crutch in the old man's hand was made of white bones. The old man is ten feet tall, and Han Feng even wants to look up at the other party... He can't help sighing in his heart, a good person... Although the other party's breath is flat and he can't see anything strange, Han Feng knows that the old man's realm is definitely not what he can look at now...

"My father-in-law, please."

Han Feng stepped forward and saluted the smiling old man. He knew that the more he was in this fairy-like realm, the more polite he liked people. But this time, he patted the horse's leg, and the old man put away his smile and said, "What's wrong with you is that you are a little more polite..."

"Excuse me, father-in-law, what is this place?"

Han Feng asked with a wry smile.

"Didn't you guess correctly before?" The tall and burly old man smiled. A deep shock flashed in Han Feng's eyes. Did he really walk into the stone tablet? Now he doesn't have time to think about these things. He is eager to know the whereabouts of the Qingyue who came with him, but he doesn't know if the old man knows?

The old man said, "Do you want to know the news of your female companion?" Han Feng nodded, and a smile appeared on the old man's clumsy face and said, "Don't worry about the little girl's situation. She has free opportunities..." Hearing that the moon was sound, Han Feng was relieved... and began to think about other things...

There is a flash in his heart, so does this old man live in a stone tablet? Is he... immortal? ...Han Feng didn't dare to think deeply...

"Ha ha..." The old man laughed and said, "You can teach me. I'm the inscription here." Han Feng's shock has reached incompleasurable, but he didn't expect that there was really a monument in the world. He is only unique in an ancient book. Some things in the divine world, because at the end of the year, he was naively edified in the beautiful land and may give birth to a soul... At the beginning, the monkey who followed the monk of the Tang Dynasty jumped out of the stone for the creation of heaven and earth. It was originally transformed by the soul of the stone... Unexpectedly, I could really see this kind of creature that only remained in the legend...

The old man seemed to see his doubts and laughed. He said, "You think far away. I'm not the same thing as that stone monkey. I was originally a yuan god left by the old man Zhong Kui who set up this stone tablet. For a long time, he was nourished by the beauty here and gradually solidified...

Han Feng was shocked that this old man actually had the skill of mind reading? He seems to be able to see what he is thinking. At the same time, another question arises in his mind. He doesn't know what this stone tablet is, and the person who left this stone tablet should belong to the top person in the world. That's what people usually call the divine realm, right?

"Hehe..." The old man didn't say anything. The moon white robe was windless and automatic. He gently waved the long sleeve into the air. A line of golden ancient seal characters rotated in the air: the ghost monument.

The golden ancient seal characters stayed in the air for a moment, and then disappeared into heaven and earth... Han Feng finally knew the name of the original strange stone tablet. However, he raised a new question: Why does this stone tablet stand here and have a divine effect?

The clumsy old man smiled. Does his old face have childlike innocence and said, "You are an interesting guy with the habit of breaking the casserole and asking to the end. But I still like it a little. ..." Maybe he has been too lonely in this lonely space for countless years. Once he meets a person to talk to, the old man will be interested. He waved his hand and said, "Follow me." After saying that, his body turned around, and his white robe floated far away...

This is a sea of flowers, and countless strange flowers are in full bloom, and strange fragrance comes to the nose. In the distance, there was flowing water passing through the stubborn stone and strange pine, as if it were a fairyland. Looking at Han Feng's strange appearance, the old man's humble face showed a proud look and smiled, "These are just some gadgets that I transformed when I am lonely..." Han Feng secretly spit out his tongue. In such a big scene, I don't know how big the old man's magical power is...

The old man walked to a small pavilion, sat down on a strange stone, took out a piece of paper, and gently painted with his fingers dipped in dew. When he was young, two cups of clear tea appeared on the picture. He stretched out his hand, and the two cups of tea were actually brought down. The old man put the tea on the small jade stool and handed a cup to Han Feng, so he stopped looking at him. He turned around and looked at the waterfall clouds in the distance, and slowly told a dusty secret...