Countryside Magic Doctor

"When I was walking, I was worried about getting lost in the black fog. I deliberately walked straight forward every step, and it was impossible to deflect, but why did I still detour here?" piaomizi said to He Feng.

"Is it difficult that this is a distorted space, and we will never go out? Will ghosts hit the wall?" He Feng asked hurriedly. The misty son next to him shook his head and said: "ghosts hit the wall, which is a low-level one, can't trap us. There must be something strange here, which may be related to the thing we just promised..."

"You mean guarding the door?" He Feng said with a frightened expression on his face.

"The Xia Dynasty man stayed here for thousands of years before we came. How many years do you think we will wait here?" piaomizi said with fear in his eyes.

It's so hard to stay in such strange places for a minute, not to mention thousands of years?

And who will come here free? The two of them came here to seek the source of Reiki recovery. Now the Reiki resources in the world have gradually recovered and filled. Who will come here at leisure?

I'm afraid they're going to die here

"What should we do?" He Feng frowned and began to think. Suddenly, he had an idea. He took an aka out of the space. Seeing this situation, the piaomizi next to him shook his head and said, "you and I are not more powerful than the Western man's firearms?"

"You misunderstood me!"

He Feng shook his head, said, and then clicked to load the bullet and said, "I want to try what's going on in the black fog and see if he can penetrate. Aka's bullet can fly thousands of meters, which is much farther than the distance we just walked out. Have a try..."

"That's an idea!" the misty son nodded.

After that, he Feng raised the muzzle of the gun and suddenly shot 30 bullets into the black fog. The bullets didn't enter the black fog. He Feng took aka back into space and waited quietly. In the blink of an eye, a few seconds passed. Suddenly, he Feng's eyes only noticed that dozens of yellow dots appeared in the black fog.

Their heads were shining with metallic luster, clearly visible under the strange light green candle light, emitting the smell of death.

"I'll go and even he can come back!" He Feng said with a deathly gray face.

It seems that the black fog can block everything. If they want to go out, it's as difficult as heaven!

"Forget it." piaomizi shook his head with a bitter smile. "I was really unconscious just now. I promised that guy that thing. I'm ready. People are doing it. Heaven is watching. I even forgot what the cultivator sometimes said. Then I have to say it in one word. It's hard to catch up with it. Omissions!"

"Take a rope and stay inside. I'll walk in and maybe I can go out." He Feng came up with another idea. He took out a thousand kilometers of rope from the space, took out a lot of silk, tore it into cloth strips and connected it. The combined length is estimated to be at least three or five kilometers.

After connecting the whole rope, he Feng walked inside again. He pulled the rope and slowly stepped into the black fog. Piaomizi stared at the rope and waited anxiously. Watching the rope fall into the black fog, the rope went in less than a few hundred meters. Suddenly, he Feng appeared in the black fog next to him.

He Feng came out of the black fog with a surprised face and looked at the front with a deathly gray face.

The rope was pulled out of the black fog by him. There was not a little bit of it. Misty Zi showed a wry smile. He often sighed and said, "the cultivator of the Xia Dynasty has been here for thousands of years. I think we have tried everything. I'm afraid we really want to spend the rest of our lives here now..."

He Feng is also helpless, but he is not desperate. He shoulders the responsibility at the moment. He is not alone. The whole family is not hungry. What should he do if he dies and is captured by the Murong family on Penglai Fairy Island? He must try his best to get out, both for himself and his family!

Sitting in front of the bronze door, he Feng entered the state of cultivation. It hasn't been said that although he can't go out here, it is an excellent cultivation place. His aura is full to the extreme. His cultivation is almost thousands of miles a day. As for why the cultivator of the Xia Dynasty was finally tortured to death, leaving only a fine soul.

He Feng can probably guess the reason. It must have been thousands of years. The bronze door has not gushed aura. Even if he is strong, his consumption for thousands of years has long been withered by the near lamp.

A few hours later, Zheng was sorting out the misty son of his residence with the food, tents and sheets He Feng took out from the space. Suddenly, he found he Feng standing up suddenly.

"We still have a way!" He Feng turned and looked at the bronze door in front of him and said loudly.

"What way?" misty son said in surprise. He didn't want to stay here all the time!

"Maybe we can open the door and see what's behind the door. Maybe we can find a way out from inside!" He Feng said.

After listening to his words, the surprise on piaomizi's face dimmed in an instant. I only heard piaomizi say, "with your and my strength, it's difficult to open this door. The cultivator of the Xia Dynasty is much better than us. He's not stupid. Can't he think of being able to open this door?"

"Of course he is not stupid," He Feng nodded, "But if I'm not fit for the last life, I'll give up. I'm not willing to give up such a way out. I have to try again. Whether it can be done is two things. But if I don't even dare to try, I'll just stay here and eat and die. I'd rather take out Xuanyuan sword from the space now, cut off my head and die!"

"OK."

He Feng's words were full of pride, and misty son also shouted loudly, but he was still a little cautious and said, "we don't dare to go in rashly. If we can open a seam, first look at what's going on inside the door, and then it's not too late!"

"That's reasonable!" He Feng said.

Then he took out the Xuanyuan sword from the space. The Xuanyuan sword was very sharp, shining with metal luster. It looked very bright. It was not half dim because it was in this closed space, and it still exuded the aura of his ancient divine soldiers.

"Little brother, it's up to you." He Feng said to Xuanyuan sword. Xuanyuan sword may have felt, and the sword body hummed and trembled. Seeing this, he Feng was happy and said to piaomizi, "see? This is a good omen. We can't live up to such a good omen!"