Chapter 356: The Awakening of the Inheritance Pearl

Luo Xiaofeng walked along the winding mountain path for a long time. He always felt that he had been spinning on the mountain. Although he had been walking for a long time, he had been staying halfway up the mountain and could not get up.

Luo Xiaofeng stopped, and he used his mind to forcibly activate the Tianxin Bead in his body.

Tianxinzhu was spinning quickly inside Luo Xiaofeng's body, emitting a dazzling golden light. With the assistance of Tianxinzhu, Luo Xiaofeng finally saw the true face of this panshan path. This is not a panshan path, it is clearly a black dragon. This black dragon is too long and too big, entrenched on the Wanren Snow Mountain.

Luo Xiaofeng shivered. It was the first time he had seen such a big black dragon.

Standing halfway up the mountain and looking up, it seemed that something was shaking constantly on the top of the mountain with high altitude. Looking down, the circling path had already been submerged in the thick fog.

Why did this black dragon transform into a winding mountain path? Is it to facilitate people to go up the mountain, or is it a trap set up?

Although Luo Xiaofeng knew the truth about this winding mountain path, he pretended to know nothing on the surface. Luo Xiaofeng was still spinning halfway up the mountain, and he seemed to be trapped in a terrible maze.

In Luo Xiaofeng's unlimited space, the black pipe came out on his own.

A huge rock suddenly appeared in front of it. A thin old man sat cross-legged on the rock. The old man held a pitch-black cigarette pole in his hand, and he was trembling with his hands filling the tobacco in the smoke pot.

The dark smoke pole! The dark smoke pot! The golden tobacco!

The little old man trembled and took out a fire note from his arms.

With a "sharp" sound, the fire just started to blow out by the bitter cold wind.

The old man tried more than ten times in a row, but failed!

Luo Xiaofeng couldn't help but walk over and blocked the wind!

The old man finally lit the tobacco. He held the long cigarette pole with both hands and took several sips. The golden tobacco in the tobacco pot shone with a red light.

Luo Xiaofeng stood aside and watched with concentration.

The little old man squinted his little eyes and slowly spit out the smoke from his mouth.

The smoke was blown away in the bitter cold wind.

Luo Xiaofeng looked at the smoke scattered in the cold wind and suddenly blurted out: "Okay!"

The little old man held the cigarette pole and looked at Luo Xiaofeng leisurely, squinted his eyes, and smiled and said, "Is it me, you, or everyone else?"

Luo Xiaofeng smiled and said, "I mean your cigarette!"

The old man seemed surprised: "What's the best thing about cigarettes? I really can't think of any other benefits except choking!"

Luo Xiaofeng pointed to the air: "I have only heard of gathering sand to form a tower, but I didn't expect that gathering smoke could form a tower." Under the sky covered with clouds, in the sky about ten feet high above the ground, the graceful smoke slowly gathered here to form a small pagoda.

The little old man smiled and said, "That's my home. Do you want to go in and sit down?"

Luo Xiaofeng smiled and said, "I don't know you, so how can I disturb you?"

The little old man smiled, his small eyes narrowed into a thin line: "We met at the Hongyi Hall a few days ago, why did you forget me all at once? My surname is Tu, and the fat man Tu at the foot of the mountain is my godson!" After he said this, he stared at Luo Xiaofeng's face tightly.

Luo Xiaofeng didn't seem to be surprised: "I heard that the reason why the beast slaughtering gang in the Great Zhao Kingdom was famous all over the world is because it had a magic smoke tower!"

The old man was sucking dry tobacco again, and the scattered smoke covered his face.

Luo Xiaofeng smiled: "Do you want to vent your baby godson?"

The old man quickly shook his head: "Although you ruined his 'Buddhist Bead Array', I still want to thank you."

Luo Xiaofeng said puzzledly: "Oh?"

The little old man said slowly: "I know the power of your sword. That sword can not only easily destroy the 'Buddhist Pearl Array', but also destroy their people."

Luo Xiaofeng was listening.

The little old man slowly continued, "That's your mercy, otherwise the group of people from the Beast Slaughter Gang would have died long ago." The thin old man looked at Luo Xiaofeng with a smile: "I've told you a long time ago that I'm just a wisp of resentment in the Demon Smoke Tower, but I'm very lucky. God gave me two chances and turned into an original form."

Luo Xiaofeng looked at the thin old man and said nothing.

The thin old man glanced at the winding mountain road and suddenly said, "Do you know why the eight inheritance beads in your body have entered a dormant state?"

Luo Xiaofeng was shocked and couldn't help asking, "Why?" Luo Xiaofeng looked at the thin old man in front of him with a surprised look. The eight inheritance beads on his wrist entered a dormant state. This was a huge secret. Unexpectedly, this thin old man actually knew it.

"The eight inherited orbs of the ancient evil gods are all powerful attack-type top-quality artifacts. These attack-type top-quality artifacts are hidden on them. Once the seal is broken, the eight inherited orbs in your body can wake up in a very short time and restore their original power."

"Seal?" Luo Xiaofeng said in surprise: "Where is the seal? Why can't I feel it at all?"

The thin old man smiled: "That seal is actually in your heart. As long as you are calm, all seals will be automatically lifted."

Luo Xiaofeng looked at the thin old man and smiled indifferently, "Thank you for your advice!"

The thin old man smiled mysteriously: "Why don't you give it a try?"

Luo Xiaofeng slowly closed his eyes. He didn't say anything, but his mind changed drastically. He tried to use his own thoughts to activate the eight pearls on his wrist.

With the idea, the eight inheritance beads on the wrist were still not a single reaction.

The thin old man suddenly made a move, and the slender black dry tobacco pipe in his hand seemed like a black lightning bolt, stinging Luo Xiaofeng's throat.

Luo Xiaofeng concentrated and held his breath, and fine beads of sweat oozed out from his forehead.

The tobacco pipe rod in the thin old man's hand was less than two inches away from Luo Xiaofeng's throat.

Luo Xiaofeng did not dodge, his eyes were still closed, and the sweat beads on his forehead were gathering more and more.

The tobacco pipe rod in the thin old man's hand was pressed against Luo Xiaofeng's throat.

Luo Xiaofeng slowly opened his eyes and looked at the thin old man with a calm look.

At this moment, the eight inheritance beads on Luo Xiaofeng's wrist suddenly started, and the eight inheritance beads of different colors mixed together to form a colorful aperture. The colorful aperture rhythm moved, protecting Luo Xiaofeng tightly inside.

The black dry tobacco pipe was bounced out by a powerful force.

The thin old man was knocked away by the colorful aperture of the eight inheritance beads.

Before the other person could land, his whole body became blurred. In the end, it turned into a wisp of black and penetrated into the black pipe.

This black dry tobacco pipe is the legendary magic smoke tower.
Chapter completed!