Chapter 572 Woman in White
The reason why Song Qingming was so surprised was not because Huofeng suddenly disappeared, but because he had seen the black iron plate that Huofeng took out just now, and he happened to be carrying one at the moment.
Although after Huofeng took out the object, it was shrouded in white light and disappeared for only a short moment, but Song Qingming still recognized the object in her hand at a glance. It was the piece he had obtained back then that was engraved with "Tongtian" A black iron plate with two words.
Ever since he learned about the "Tower of Babel", Song Qingming had been vaguely feeling that this object might be somewhat related to the legendary "Tower of Babel".
It's a pity that he spent a lot of time inquiring and researching the details related to the "Tower of Babel" over the years, but he still didn't get any information about the black iron plate, which made him gradually forget about it.
This time when he entered the "Babel Tower", although Song Qingming also brought the black iron plate, because he didn't know how to use it, he never took it out in front of others rashly until he just saw Huofeng in person. After taking out this object in front of him, Song Qingming's face showed a look of shock.
"Brother Song, what's wrong with you? His Highness is a Nascent Soul cultivator and has many supernatural powers. What's so surprising to you?" Seeing that Song Qingming's eyes had not recovered for a long time, Long Feng, who had a strange look on his face, immediately came closer. Go up and remind him.
After Long Feng's voice rang in his ears, Song Qingming, who had been stunned for a moment, immediately came back to his senses, showed a somewhat embarrassed smile and asked: "Brother Long Feng, what His Highness Huofeng just took out is What, where did she go?"
Facing Song Qingming's question, Long Feng shook his head at him helplessly and replied: "Brother Song, it's not necessary for Your Highness to tell me everything. You are asking me this time. I have also asked him before. I have never seen this thing, and I don’t know where your highness went to hunt for treasure.”
After hearing Long Feng's answer, Song Qingming showed a hint of disappointment in his eyes. He said nothing more and flew with Long Feng to the entrance of "Tongten Pavilion" not far away.
Although he also had the black iron plate in his hand, Song Qingming did not dare to use it easily when he didn't know where it would take him.
Otherwise, once he uses it, if he can't look back, if he encounters a Nascent Soul master like Huo Feng again, even if Song Qingming has ten lives, he won't be able to kill him.
Although he had just learned how to use this thing from Huo Feng, Song Qingming had no idea where the black iron plate would lead and whether it could be used at will. For now, he could only put it aside for the time being. .
No matter what, the trial of "Tongtian Pavilion" is the most important to Song Qingming right now, and it is also the place where he can get the most practical benefits. This is something Song Qingming is very clear about and expects in his heart.
They and Long Feng had just arrived near the "Tongtian Pavilion" when suddenly a green escaping light lit up not far away, and another man in green robe came ahead of them and arrived in front of the magic circle entering the "Tongtian Pavilion".
When the man in green robe got there, he also spotted Song Qingming and Long Feng flying in from a distance. Seeing that the other party suddenly looked towards him, Song Qingming was also slightly startled, and immediately took out a copper mask and put it on himself on the face.
Nowadays, those who enter the ninth floor of Tongtian Tower are basically monks from major sects, and many of them have seen Song Qingming. Once recognized in a place like this, it will be difficult for Song Qingming to explain clearly in the future.
The man in green robe stared at Song Qingming, then slowly turned around, stood there for a moment and then immediately flew into the magic circle in front of him.
Not long after the man in green robe left, Song Qingming, who was wearing a mask, and Long Feng, who had transformed into a human form, also arrived at the magic circle below the "Tongtian Pavilion".
"Brother Song, we will be separated automatically after entering. Brother, I can't take care of you anymore. I hope you will work harder and try your best to come out alive. Don't make it difficult for me to explain to His Highness."
Hearing Long Feng's words of concern, Song Qingming smiled and nodded slightly. Without saying anything more, he took the first step into the teleportation circle in front of him.
Soon a very familiar dizziness hit her. Song Qingming, who had already closed his eyes on his own initiative, felt that his body was like a boat being sucked into a whirlpool. He didn't know how long he was spinning in the white light before he slowly stopped. Come down.
When Song Qingming felt that everything around him had returned to normal and opened his eyes, he found that he was already standing in an open space surrounded by white mist, and the mask on his face was thrown away.
This place looks almost the same as the outside, except for the vast expanse of white with no end in sight, that is, the floating clouds and mist around it seem to be much denser than outside, and even the ground can't be seen clearly.
Seeing this, Song Qingming glanced around the white mist, and couldn't help but show a look of doubt on his face. If the memory just kept reminding him that he had indeed entered the teleportation "Tongtian Pavilion" magic circle, Song Qingming would have thought You have to wonder if you haven't entered the trial yet.
"No matter what, let's take a walk around first!" Song Qingming muttered to himself, then chose a direction at random and walked forward step by step.
This thick white mist has formed a huge sea of fog on the ground. Song Qingming walking on it looks like he is walking on white clouds in the sky from a distance.
After walking about a few hundred feet, Song Qingming suddenly heard a very pleasant fairy sound. Then the white mist in front of him began to slowly dissipate, and an extremely exquisite and gorgeous palace suddenly appeared in front of Song Qingming. not far away.
White clouds are floating around the hall, cranes are flying, and colorful auras are everywhere. There are many exquisite Qiongtai Jade Pavilions that can be seen faintly, just like the fairyland recorded in the book.
Seeing this scene, Song Qingming couldn't help it, and immediately showed a bit of wonder.
After standing there and staring at the palace for a long time, Song Qingming turned around again and looked around, then slowly raised his feet and walked over.
Just as he reached the palace gate, before Song Qingming could make any move, the vermilion palace gate automatically opened to both sides, as if someone was welcoming him in.
Song Qingming ignored it and strode in with a smile on his face and his hands behind his back.
After passing through several middle gates, Song Qingming's figure came outside a gorgeous hall. Two maids in purple palace clothes, with a small white cloud under their feet, flew to him and bowed. A gift.
"A distinguished guest has come from afar. Please come to the palace to drink a cup of fairy tea and rest for a while."
Seeing the extremely beautiful faces of the two maids in front of him, Song Qingming's face was slightly stunned, showing a bit of surprise.
The figure and appearance of these two women are definitely the most stunning among the many female cultivators Song Qingming has seen.
One of them even looks very similar to the Bai Yuxian that Song Qingming knew. If it weren't for a less obvious black mole on her face, Song Qingming would have almost thought that she had met that senior sister Bai here at first glance. .
Seeing the enthusiastic invitations from the two maids, Song Qingming nodded slightly without refusing, and followed the two of them directly into the hall.
After entering the main hall, Song Qingming's eyes were quickly caught by the various splendid utensils that caught his eye, and he couldn't help but exclaimed again.
"Fellow Taoist, it's been hard work coming all the way. Please sit down and rest for a while!"
Hearing a very clear and sweet sound coming from the distance, Song Qingming hurriedly turned around and saw that there was another floor in front of the hall, where a noble-dressed woman in white was sitting, looking at him kindly.
Seeing that this woman seemed to be the owner of this palace, Song Qingming quickly stepped forward and bowed slightly with cupped hands.
"I dare to ask my friend, but where is this place?"
The appearance of the woman in white is also extremely beautiful, and she is even more elegant than the two maids standing next to Song Qingming. After hearing Song Qingming's question, she smiled and replied:
"I guess fellow Taoist must have a lot of things that I don't understand. Why don't we come over here first and then we sit down and I will explain it to you in detail."
Seeing the charming smile on the face of the woman in white, Song Qingming, who was attracted, was slightly stunned for a moment, then nodded with a smile and came to the front of the woman in white under the guidance of the two maids.
As soon as the two of them sat down, the woman in white clapped her hands gently, and immediately more than a dozen beautiful young women came out from both sides of the hall.
These women are all well-dressed and delicate in white jade, and their appearance is not inferior to that of the two maids who have been serving Song Qingming.
After arriving in the middle of the hall, these girls suddenly had a flash of inspiration and began to perform their respective duties, inspiring various musical instruments that suddenly appeared in their hands. Soon, bursts of refreshing and refreshing music filled the hall. When Song Qingming heard this, a hint of intoxication gradually appeared in his eyes.
Seeing the never-ending smile on Song Qingming's face, the woman in white had a trace of satisfaction in her eyes. She took out a very delicate silver pot and poured a cup of fragrant tea on the table, then cast a spell and sent it to Song Qingming.
"Fellow Taoist, you have traveled thousands of miles to come to Tongtian Pavilion, but you have something you want in your heart?"
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