No wonder he had that strange feeling.
The moment he saw the paper figurine, countless memories flooded his mind.
The situation had been dangerous before, and he had never remembered one thing. Before him, hundreds of years ago in the Ming Dynasty, the ancestors of the Feng family had already come here.
However, he was even more surprised by the Paper Figurine Technique.
According to the last words left behind by his cheap father before he died, the Feng family's hidden lineage had never cultivated the Paper Figurine Technique. He was the first.
But now, he saw a paper man here.
What did this mean?
The previous generation Mountain Guardian who died here was very likely to be a member of the Feng family's Mingmian branch, and that branch had learned the Paper Figurine Technique hundreds of years ago.
In order to confirm that his guess was correct, Feng Bai suppressed the strange feeling in his heart and pointed at the space between the eyebrows of the paper human figure.
"Retract!"
A light shout.
As expected, the paper figurine's mist flashed and turned back into a piece of light yellow paper.
Feng Bai immediately reached out to catch it.
The yellow paper fell into his palm and he gently rubbed it with his index finger. Suddenly, he felt an extremely familiar feeling.
"It really is Paper Figurine Technique!"
Feng Bai's brows furrowed tightly as he reached out and rubbed the yellow paper. The paper instantly turned into countless fragments and fell down.
It was just as he had guessed.
The branch of the Feng family that had always been active on the surface also cultivated the Paper Figurine Technique.
But even so, Feng Bai could still feel an obvious difference from this paper human figure.
That branch of paper figurine technique…seemed to be incomplete.
It was not as powerful as the one he brought out from the hanging coffins on Mount Wu.
Compared to the golden-armored warrior, the paper people of this lineage were even more fragile. They might not even be able to withstand a punch from the golden-armored warrior.
Most of them should be used to help grave robbers.
Thinking of this, Feng Bai's tightly furrowed brows finally relaxed slightly.
In this generation, there should be another person other than him, Feng Sibei, who was studying in Qingcheng Mountain.
However, Feng Bai didn't know much about him.
He only knew his name and where he was.
Perhaps he could make a trip to Qingcheng Mountain when he was free. He wondered if the descendant of the Feng family was still alive.
He exited the attic and walked out of the iron gate along the same path.
The golden-armored man was still guarding outside the door. When he saw Feng Bai come out, he immediately followed him and walked into the deepest part of the cave.
This cave was the place where those priests burned their elixirs.
Along the way, Feng Bai also saw many damaged pill furnaces and burn marks. Unfortunately, there were no pills left in those pill furnaces.
A few minutes later.
A stone door finally appeared in his sight.
The stone door was at least twenty to thirty feet high, and it was probably made of stones dug out from the belly of the mountain.
However, the two doors were tightly sealed with iron locks. If it was an ordinary person, they would only have a chance of opening it with explosives.
But Feng Bai only looked at the golden-armored warrior behind him.
The latter immediately understood. He took large steps forward, bent his body, and raised his right arm. As if he did not know fatigue, he smashed it crazily towards the stone door.
With his previous experience.
When the golden-armored man came forward, Feng Bai had already retreated and covered his ears with both hands.
But even so, the sound of the golden armor breaking the door was still shocking. The sound was unobstructed and drilled into the depths of his head.
Fortunately, the strength of the golden-armored warrior was truly terrifying.
In less than half a minute, the huge stone door collapsed and smashed heavily onto the ground.
The earth shook like an earthquake.
Dust flew everywhere.
After the dust settled, Feng Bai immediately went forward. A long tunnel appeared behind the stone door.
The tunnel between the mountains was deep and winding, with no end in sight.
Moreover, the cave was also covered in a thick layer of fog, as if it was steaming clouds, making it impossible for people to see clearly.
"Let's go!"
However, Feng Bai did not hesitate at all. He only shouted at the golden-armored warrior behind him and directly stepped through the stone door into the tunnel.
Not long after they walked forward.
He suddenly saw a figure in his line of sight.
He was sitting cross-legged on the ground, dressed in black and wearing a black hat. Although his appearance could not be seen clearly, one could see that he was muscular.
Even sitting there, he had an indescribable strange aura.
The moment he saw that person, Feng Bai couldn't help but stop in his tracks.
There was an indescribable feeling in her heart.
He knew that the figure in front of him was the Coffin Mountain Guardian who had died here.
Hundreds of years ago, the Mountain Taibao was still at its peak, and due to the country's kindness, the other four factions were suppressed to the point that they could not even lift their heads.
But now, after so many years, Guan Shan's faction had fallen to the point where no one knew.
In fact, it was very likely that he was the only Mountain Guardian in this world.
Thinking of this, Feng Bai couldn't help but take a deep breath.
The golden-armored warrior behind him followed silently.
"Just wait for me here."
After saying that, he walked forward alone with the miner's lamp.
The corpse had already turned stiff and was sitting cross-legged on the ground. He was wearing a Black Impermanence costume that he had only seen on the stage.
Like him, there were countless bags hanging from his waist. There were bottles and jars inside, all of which were poisons.
Apart from that, Feng Bai also found a gold medal on him.
On the front were four bold and upright ancient seal characters.
Looking
at the words, Feng Bai subconsciously opened his collar and took out a pendant that he always wore. It was an identical Mountain Watching Gold Medal.
Ordinary people only knew that there were talismans for touching gold, armor for removing mountains, techniques for moving mountains, and seals for hair mounds, but they did not know that the Mountain-viewing Taibao of the fifth sect also had a Mountain-viewing Gold Medal.
This was the first time that Feng Bai had seen a gold medal other than his own. He could not help but hold it in his hand and observe it carefully for a long time.
"Since you're a member of the Feng family and a senior, I naturally have to let you rest in peace.”
After a long time, Feng Bai stood up and carefully put away the gold medal.
The only thing he regretted was that he couldn't find anything like a name on him.
He commanded the golden-armored warrior to dig a deep pit on the rock wall deep in the tunnel. Feng Bai placed the corpse into it and then covered it with soil.
Perhaps…
one day, when he found Feng Sibei, he would be able to find out the name of this senior from the family tree.
But the most important thing now was to let him rest in peace.
After paying his respects, Feng Bai didn't stay any longer. He put away the golden-armored warrior and turned it into a piece of yellow paper again.
Only then did he walk along the mountain tunnel alone.
Although it was pitch-black, there was no other sound other than the occasional drop of water falling from the cracks in the rocks. It was so quiet that it was a little scary.
However, Feng Bai was still keenly aware that the tunnel he was walking in seemed to be spiraling up the mountain.
I don't know how long I've been walking,
He finally saw a ray of light ahead, breaking through the darkness. At the end of the tunnel, he could vaguely hear the sound of water flowing.
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