Chapter 760: Epiphany

Father Fu is Zhang Yifeng's second master. Although the Meteor Hammer method is incomplete, Zhang Yifeng is still very grateful to Father Fu. Thank him for his selfless dedication and dedication.

"Lao Meng, please wait for me at the door, and I will worship the dead teacher."

Zhang Yifeng's voice fell, and people had already stepped over the wall and entered the courtyard. Only Meng Lao left in a daze.

Zhang Yifeng has a master? Is Zhang Yifeng a person from Kunlong Mountain? But this yard seems to be just a blacksmith shop.

Zhang Yifeng didn't know the thoughts of Lao Meng. After entering the yard, he went directly to the grave of Lao Fu.

Although Zhang Yifeng never came back, Fu Lao's yard and tomb were very clean, and it was obvious that Nan Xin came to clean it often. It seems to be inhabited from time to time.

After a brief homage to the old man, Zhang Yifeng rushed to the Thousand Fantasy Gate with Lao Meng.

There are not many schools in the entire Kunlong Mountain Range that know about Thousand Magic Gate.

It's like the rich. If you don't report on the news, you don't know who is the rich. If you are not on one level, you will never see each other forever.

The location of Qianhuanmen is quite remote, more than ten kilometers away from the Kunlong Mountains martial arts circle, and it is necessary to climb several large mountains.

At this moment, what appeared in the sight of Zhang Yifeng and Meng Lao was a misty mountain.

The fog is heavy and visibility is extremely low. Ordinary warriors will definitely get lost when they enter.

The Thousand Magic Gate is in this thick fog.

"This is a natural puzzle."

After Zhang Yifeng entered the fog, he clearly noticed the difference. The fog was formed naturally, but because of the terrain and geographical reasons, it actually formed a natural puzzle. If anyone enters here by mistake, it is likely to be trapped here.

"You follow my footsteps carefully. I will walk a little slower."

Lao Meng's voice came, leading Zhang Yifeng in front.

Zhang Yifeng nodded and followed Lao Meng.

While following Lao Meng, he used his spiritual sense to explore the entire natural fantasy formation.

As he walked, he suddenly realized that he seemed to understand something, but he couldn't grasp the inspiration.

Suddenly, he stopped and stopped following Meng Lao. Instead, he stepped into the mist, and his body instantly disappeared without a trace.

Lao Meng had been walking in front, and after walking several steps, he found that Zhang Yifeng had disappeared.

"not good!"

Lao Meng's face changed drastically at the time. Although this mist was not dangerous, once he entered by mistake, it was very difficult to get out.

Lao Meng quickly turned around, trying to find Zhang Yifeng, but couldn't find it at all.

He can only bite the bullet and keep moving forward until he walks out of this natural fog.

At this time, the dense fog disappeared, and a small path appeared in the line of sight. At the end of the path, there was a mountain gate, on which the three characters of Qianhuanmen were carved with a sword.

Lao Meng did not have thousands of magic doors, but waited for Zhang Yifeng at the exit.

Now, he can't worry, Zhang Yifeng has always made him admire. He believes that this small puzzle will not help Zhang Yifeng, maybe he can come out.

If he really couldn't get out, he would go to Thousand Fantasy Sect for help, and let the people of Thousand Fantasy Sect help find Zhang Yifeng.

Only Thousand Fantasy Sect is the most familiar with this maze, perhaps the people of Thousand Fantasy Sect have a way to get Zhang Yifeng out.

At this moment, in the mist.

After Zhang Yifeng fell into the maze, he did not walk around, but carefully captured the mystery of the natural formation.

He didn't look for a way out, but was thinking, why these mists can form a formation? What exactly is missing from the formation that I set up to increase its power?

As soon as he fell into thinking, Zhang Yifeng was like a stone, standing motionless in the fog.

This stop is one day and one night.

One day later, Meng Lao finally became anxious, but he couldn't figure out why Zhang Yifeng would lose him. With Zhang Yifeng's cultivation base, it is absolutely impossible to lose him. Unless you have encountered some trouble, or actively entered the puzzle.

Elder Meng decided to wait another day. If Zhang Yifeng still can't get out one day later, he will go to Qianhuanmen for help.

Just as Old Meng was thinking, his body suddenly trembled, and a dangerous feeling came from behind him.

Lao Meng didn't turn his head, his feet stepped on, and his body quickly left the place.

boom!

There was a loud noise, flying sand and rocks. Someone attacked him from behind.

When Mr. Meng turned around, he saw a disciple wearing a thousand magic doors serving. This disciple slapped Mr. Meng with his bare hands.

"Did off?" The Thousand Fantasy Sect disciple was a little surprised, and then coldly shouted, "Who are you? How did you get in? Say, otherwise, die!"

There is no Shoushan disciple in Thousand Magic Gate, because few people can enter here. This disciple was out to do errands and ran into Lao Meng by accident.

Old Meng said indifferently: "I'm here to visit my old friend at the Thousand Fantasy Gate."

"You have an acquaintance at the Thousand Fantasy Gate? Who are you?"

The disciple of Thousand Fantasy Sect trembled, his eyes still showed vigilance.

Old Meng smiled and said, "A few decades ago, I practiced in the Thousand Fantasy School for three years. My name is Meng Shan."

"After three years of cultivating in the Thousand Magic Gate, no wonder you can enter here. Since you have passed through the maze, why not go straight up the mountain and what are you doing here?"

"To be honest, a friend of mine was trapped by the maze, and I am waiting for him here."

"Is trapped by the maze?" The disciple was taken aback for a moment, and then sneered, "I advise you to stop waiting. Most of the people you brought will be trapped inside."

"Why?"

"Because of this maze, once you are trapped, it is difficult to get out, you can only wait for death inside."

"Is there no way for your school?" Old Meng frowned.

"There is no way. This formation was formed naturally, and it was not arranged by my Thousand Magic Gates. Over the years, most of the disciples who strayed into the maze of Thousand Magic Gates have died. Only those who are lucky enough to come out."

Old Meng frowned. Although he was in the Thousand Fantasy Gate, the people from the Thousand Fantasy Gate reminded him not to get into the maze by mistake, but he didn't expect this misty maze to be so dangerous. Even the people of Thousand Fantasy Gate dare not enter.

"Can't the sect master of Thousand Fantasy Gate save people?" Old Meng said again.

The disciple of Thousand Fantasy Sect smiled, his eyes mockingly said: "Even if the sect master is sure to get out of it, who do you think your friend is, can let our sect master take risks to save himself? A joke. If I am you, don't I’m wasting time here. After reading my old friend, I hurried to leave. My Thousand Magic Gate does not welcome outsiders. As for your friend, I am destined to starve to death in it. My Thousand Magic Gate has been established for so many years. Quite a few, but only two or three people came out alive. Do you think your friends can live?"

The disciple of the Thousand Fantasy Sect, didn't believe anyone could get out of the puzzle.

But just as his words fell, a figure appeared in the line of sight, it was Zhang Yifeng.

After a day and night of thinking, Zhang Yifeng had an epiphany.