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"Senior, have you anticipated that such a situation would happen?"

Song Qingshu frowned when he looked at the restricted secret books.

There are many restrictions on this secret book, and the cumbersome prohibition is obviously to prevent these secret books from being destroyed by fighting.

"Yes." The white-clothed phantom didn't mean to conceal at all, and nodded directly, "If you just slapped and ruined all my secrets, who would count it?"

"If you're afraid of ruining, don't make such a ghost come out?"

Song Qingshu almost threw a stone at the white phantom, but after all, this white phantom could be regarded as their predecessor. Even if Song Qingshu was presumptuous, he couldn't really do it.

Lin Fengyu breathed a sigh of relief next to him: "Song Qingshu! You guy really scared me to death!"

"What's so scary? It's not a big deal. Is it possible that this kind of thing can hurt me?"

Song Qingshu smiled relaxedly, stepped forward and patted Lin Fengyu, motioning her to relax a little.

Lin Fengyu was taken aback, but did not avoid Song Qingshu.

Situ Lei on the side also stepped forward and sighed: "Your series of operations are really refreshing, and people have been worried about being afraid. I really..."

Situ Lei couldn't help complaining. The huge sword in his hand was like a crutch, with the pillar under his elbow.

"Sorry, sorry, but I'm used to it."

Song Qingshu smiled, waved his hand, and coughed slightly embarrassedly.

The people in Suzaku Territory have some habits of their own. Song Qingshu will naturally try his best to run them along with them.

"I'm not saying that you did this, there is nothing wrong with it... but we are a little bit scared for you..."

Lin Fengyu lowered his head, a little crimson hung on his cheeks.

Song Qingshu is also familiar with the people of Vermilion Territory now, so naturally he doesn't have much arrogance.Lin Fengyu was worried for him, this was also Lin Fengyu's goodwill.Of course he would not feel anything wrong with this kind of thing.

Chapter 1538

"Oh, why did you all start talking all of a sudden."

The white shadow was a little unbearable and lonely, and instantly intervened among the people, blocking Song Qingshu's face.

"Senior..." There was some helplessness between Song Qingshu's words, "I have also broken this battle, and the ban on guarding the secrets has also been defeated. There should be no trouble, right?"

"Then I don't know, I didn't say everything, this place is not under my control now, the person who took over the spire will put something on the spire, how can I know this?"

The white-clothed phantom blows on his beard, perhaps because Song Qingshu and the others are too casual, even the white-clothed phantom now can't afford to hold on to any airs, and instead rants with Song Qingshu and the others.

"Then let's go and see if there is anything good on the second floor."

Sun Ze is very realistic. In his opinion, most of the reasons for being on the second floor are for the so-called collection of the white phantom.If they don't have these collections, why would they go to such a place to grind?

"But... Zhao Yuan is still not in this place, which is a bit embarrassing..."

Lin Fengyu looked around, looking for Zhao Yuan's figure.

When Situ Lei was on the second floor, he noticed if there were any traces of other people on the second floor, but unfortunately, they should be the only visitors in this century.

Zhao Yuan was not transferred to this place by that illusion.

"Yo, it's awake."

Suddenly, Song Qingshu and the others turned their heads and looked at the lizard on the side. There was a little movement. They turned over and followed the feet of the white garment.

"Isn't this the one when I just walked in..."

Lin Fengyu pointed to the lizard that followed the white phantom. They saved it specially. In any case, it is unlikely that they have forgotten everything.

"Will it know where that phantom array sent Zhao Yuan to?"

The lizard had obviously developed a spiritual existence. It raised its head and listened to what Lin Fengyu said. After a moment of contemplation, the lizard whimpered, as if to say something to everyone.

In an instant, everyone's eyes were locked on the body of the white ghost.

"You see what I do, but I don't understand it."

The white ghost shrugged and couldn't help but glance at the lizard.

He just has a relationship with the lizard, but it does not mean that there is any connection between the two.

"It's saying that the monk was teleported to the fifth floor."

Song Ling'er poked her head out and translated it to everyone.

"Hey, Ling'er, can you still understand what the monster said? I'm so envious..."

Lin Fengyu suddenly stepped forward and grabbed Song Ling'er by the shoulders, as if he had discovered some treasure, with golden light in his eyes.

"Understand, and it also said, if you have anything you want to ask, you can ask it now, by the way, it wants to thank you for your kindness."

Song Ling'er beckoned, Yan Luo on the side leaned on the lamp and got out from behind Song Ling'er.

"Then... do you know, on the fifth floor where Zhao Yuan is located, is there anything that might want to kill him?"

Lin Fengyu gritted her teeth. If the lizard said yes, she might rush to the fifth floor immediately.

"It said no. There is nothing on the fifth floor. What remains in it is just a drowsy formation. That person should have been sleeping all the time."

Lin Fengyu put his hand on his chest and slowly exhaled a turbid breath.

If there is more bad news, I am afraid that her little heart will be unable to bear it.

"But it's better to go up quickly, no one can say what will happen before that time."

Song Ling'er said immediately, and then looked at everyone present: "So it's better for us to start the raid as soon as possible."

"Mopping up... what you said..."

The pose of the white ghost floating in the air has become like a sleeping arhat. Song Qingshu couldn't help but glanced at him: "Senior, your posture is becoming more and more varied."

"There is nothing wrong with this. Anyway, I am not afraid of being ashamed. I am dead, so what kind of face is there."

Baiyi Xuying didn't pay attention to his so-called predecessor image at all. After floating for a while, he turned his head and said, "But this is really weird. It's a huge world. Why are you just here to explore the secret?"

"Senior said that, I also find it a bit strange."

Lin Fengyu frowned upon hearing this: "We were transferred to the forest at that time. It stands to reason that the other forces that entered the secret realm with us would teleport to the same place with us..."

"But they are not with you." Song Qingshu took Lin Fengyu's words directly, "Senior, no matter what the secret realm, this is not a good thing, right?"

"Ok……"

The white-clothed phantom looked at the people under him, and after a moment of indulgence, he also nodded: "In theory, this is probably not something to be thankful for."

"Don't talk about it, let's quickly sweep away the secrets that we need, and then we will quickly go to the third floor."

Lin Fengyu interrupted everyone's thoughts with a single word, like this kind of thing, there must be no way to solve it for a time.But after all, that hapless ghost in Vermilion Territory is still waiting for them on the fifth floor, they should save him first.

"Then I and Ling'er will go there first."

Song Qingshu pointed to the weapon rack to the side. Although the weapons on the weapon rack were not as attractive as the fairy artifacts they saw when they first pushed open the gate of the spire, the lingering aura on it could also prove them. Extraordinary.

"Go, we will go to that place again after you finish your selection."

Everyone in the Vermilion Bird Region would naturally have no objection. After all, Song Qingshu's strength is there, and things like breaking the formation are basically done by him. If he wants something, of course no one will rob him.

Furthermore, the shield left by Song Ling'er saved their Young Master from Vermillion Bird Territory just now, and their eldest lady is much more important than the priority of these magic weapons.yuyV In the eyes of everyone in the Vermilion Bird Region, Song Qingshu was surprised to be regarded as the guest of the Vermilion Bird Region.Just their own eldest lady's attitude towards Song Qingshu, as long as the eldest lady doesn't say much, they won't make themselves boring.

Situ Lei walked beside Song Qingshu after seeing the crowd dispersed.

"Um... Actually, I never know what to call you. Do you mind if I call you Brother Qingshu?"

Song Qingshu originally thought that Situ Lei was so serious because of something important, but he didn't expect it to be just for a title.

"Of course you can. Fortunately, you didn't call me Song Guozhu. Otherwise, I would feel uncomfortable all over the body when such a country master shouted."

Song Qingshu just laughed and led Song Ling'er to the side of the weapon rack.

Chapter 1539

Song Qingshu led Song Ling'er and walked to the side of the weapon rack.

Although he has Chunjun and refined from Xianhai Wangjing, he is invisible with the power of treacherous change.But like the rare and exotic treasures in the secret realm, he naturally still has some interest, otherwise he would not take risks and go to such a place to find sin.

Song Ling'er looked left and right, frowning: "Dad, the road rules above these gods are too complicated, and there is no one suitable for me or Yan Luo Dengjin..."

Song Qingshu knew that because Song Ling'er and Yan Luo, as well as the lamp embers who had been in the group for a while, were all monsters or spirit beasts based on the power of the Great Dao.If they want to use some weapon, then that weapon must conform to their road rules.

The killing human figure like Song Linger was used to refine the purest Jinxingzhu from the world of Jinxingdao.Only in this way can the killing figure be able to completely fit with Song Linger, and Song Linger can also bring the killing figure to the extreme.YuyV's collection of white phantoms is basically for ordinary monks.Ordinary monks don't have as many requirements as monsters and spirit beasts, as long as they can use them.

Furthermore, among the monks, there are so many methods that can help monks to control the magical weapons of different attributes. No matter how bad they are, you can even hire a special refiner to refine the magical weapons and enter the spiritual consciousness. Can be manipulated skillfully.

"Then let me see what I can use."

Song Qingshu didn't ask for anything, after all, this was only the second floor of the minaret, and there was nothing that could enter his eyes, and it was normal.

Song Ling'er followed Song Qingshu's side, hooked Song Qingshu's hem pretty well, and looked around.

In front of Song Qing's writing, the phantoms in white clothes were idle and bored and had nothing to do. They collected things from everywhere.

"Hey, is there anything that a younger generation likes to see here?"

Baiyi Xuying did not know when he followed Song Qingshu again, watching Song Qingshu examine the little things he had collected, and laughed loudly.

"Junior, these things are all gadgets I collected when I was still in the Divine Emperor Realm. Is there anything I can see?"

"I thought you were already in Wonderland, senior, so you would take these things to give away, but I didn't expect to keep them."

He may not be able to appreciate such scattered things.And the white-clothed phantom, such a fairyland powerhouse, would be a treasure, which was too strange.

"There's no way. I kept what I originally wanted to give away, but I didn't expect that some of them really felt a little commemorative value, and they have been kept until now."

"Senior, don't you feel bad now? We just swaggered to take away all your collection?"

Song Qingshu looked at the white phantom on the side and couldn't help but joked.

"Hey, haven't you said it all, I'm all dead, is it possible that I can still care about such things with you juniors? I don't want this old face anymore."

The white phantom blew his beard.

It may be because he got into the white robed shadow’s own spire, allowing him to absorb part of the immortal power. The invisible beard of the white robed shadow was actually a little more white, like a layer of veil. Hanging in front of the white clothes phantom body.

"Then... Senior, do you have any recommendations?"

Song Qingshu looked around roughly, and there were really not many things he could use on this weapon stand.

Even the magical soldiers who wanted to leave to those friends in the Kingdom of Tiansong were not able to see it.

"Um... let me think about it... if you want me to recommend, I really don't know how to recommend it to you. To be honest, I can see things that I will give to others, usually on the upper floors, here There can be no such thing."

"Yes."

When Song Qingshu was about to walk to the bookshelf to try his luck, the white ghost suddenly clapped his hands, as if thinking of something.

"Junior, come here, I think there is something interesting here."

Song Qingshu followed behind Baiyi Xuying and got into a small space behind the weapon rack.

"Why is there such a place after the weapon rack?"

Song Qingshu frowned. How did it look like a small secret room? Don't you want to cheat him again?

"Junior, here, open this box to see if it is something you are interested in."

Baiyi Xuying pointed to a long wooden box on the table, and said to Song Qing.

"Senior... do you have any weird formation restrictions in it that specifically brought me here to trigger?"

Song Qingshu thought so, and naturally said it directly.

"Hi, what do you think, am I like that?"

This time, Song Qingshu hadn't spoken yet, Song Ling'er hiding behind Song Qingshu, poked her head out, and said solemnly: "Of course it looks like it, otherwise you think it is senior."

"Ah this little girl..."

The white robe shook his sleeves with anger. He raised his hand and waved: "It's nothing, you can figure it out by yourself. If you are interested, just take it yourself. If you are not interested, just treat it like I didn't say it."

Song Qingshu smiled lightly. Although he could open the wooden box directly, he still called out the system he hadn't seen for a long time just in case.

"system."