This was once a large and bright wine cellar, but now there are only dusty large and small wooden wine barrels left. From the various handprints on them, it can be seen that they were inspected one by one not long ago.

, those magic lamps that once witnessed the brilliance have long since lacked energy and have fallen into eternal darkness. They are integrated with the spider webs and have become part of this wine cellar.

Several new magic lamps that were completely incompatible with the style of the wine cellar were placed randomly throughout the wine cellar. They did not bring enough light, but only brought a flickering darkness.

Feng Qinglang quickly moved along the moldy water pipe on the ceiling to the end of the wine cellar, where the light was the brightest. There were already dozens of figures here, facing the wall at the end of the wine cellar, talking in low voices.

Several people stared at the magic patterns on the wall, unable to do anything.

Feng Qinglang took a condescending glance and immediately saw that it was a magic pattern lock, completely blocking the way of this group of plunderers.

Among those people, one of them, Feng Qinglang, had met before. That was Luo Minhao, the guardian of the Ruifeng Principality. Now that outsiders are coming to carve up the Nan clan, they must say hello to this person. Of course, it may also be this person.

I am willing to be a pioneer just to get a share of this feast.

He was chatting in a low voice with an old man with a white beard next to him: "...Master Jin, since the magic pattern experts can't do anything about this lock, why don't we just blow this wall to pieces completely?"

His words and demeanor were quite humble, and he didn't know what kind of big shot this Lord Jin was. Feng Qinglang narrowed his eyes slightly and secretly spied on him. He felt that the old man with white beard looked a little familiar. He was similar to the Crown Prince Jin Yeling whom he had met during the alliance competition.

They are somewhat similar, and I don't know what the relationship between the two is, but even an important official from the empire was alerted and came here in person. It can be seen that many people have been secretly eyeing the remaining property of the Nan family for a long time.

Mr. Jin said coldly: "Mr. Luo, the material of this wall is special. None of us can recognize it. We will not act rashly before the material experts arrive. If something goes wrong and something precious inside is destroyed,

Then the gain outweighs the loss.”

Luo Minhao only wanted to be a short-term investor and did not want to be tied here for too long and talk about other things, but Feng Qinglang was no longer interested and continued to move forward to a circle of magic pattern experts and just listened to them

road:

"...This is obviously a looping magic pattern lock. If you insist on using independent magic pattern locks to unlock it, it will definitely not work."

"You always insist that your method is feasible, so why can't you open it?"

"...Hmph, I will try again in a while, just wait and see."

"According to me, we went astray from the beginning. This may just be the most common magic pattern, but we have thought too deeply about it. We should go back to our original nature and answer it with the most primitive and simple ideas..."

"...Hush, it's the Gu family's magic pattern master's turn to take action."

Feng Qinglang followed their gazes and saw a middle-aged man in gray, standing in front of the magic pattern wall, taking a deep breath and showing off his posture.

In the middle of the magic pattern wall that looks like abstract graffiti, there are only two empty places. The two locations are just the distance between ordinary people's open arms. According to the rules of the magic pattern lock, that is where the key to unlocking is.

The man came to one of the blank spaces, took out a pen and sketched on it. As soon as the tip of the pen touched the wall, all the graffiti magic patterns flashed crazily. The man remained unmoved.

After that, without pausing, he turned around gracefully, and then turned around again

, came to another blank space, his face was already a little pale, as if he had spent half of his energy, but this time, the pen tip had just made a few strokes, and the graffiti magic patterns on the entire wall had stopped flickering, and the original painted

The magic pattern completely disappeared and returned to blank.

The man's face turned pale and his lips kept trembling. He didn't know whether he was reflecting on himself or cursing something.

Of course, the comments around him were the most embarrassing to him.

"It turns out this guy only has good-looking posture."

"Yes, I was almost frightened by him. I wonder which family he is from?"

"Gu family's..."

The host next to him seemed to be used to this scene, and said with an expression on his face: "The representative of the Gu family failed, now it is the turn of the representative of the Ling family to step forward to solve the problem."

Immediately, a bad old man stepped forward quickly and entered the cracking process. Of course, he failed as a matter of course.

Feng Qinglang couldn't help but become interested when she heard the conversation below among a small group of people who seemed to be temporary officials of the Tribunal.

"It seems there is no hope tonight."

"Then we have no choice but to stay up all night. All the adults above are watching this matter."

"Hey, I heard that a branch of the Nan family has also sent a representative. It is said that he is proficient in magic patterns and is quite famous as a magic pattern master in the West Coast area..."

"Oh, those Nan family members always have some unique talents, that's worth looking forward to."

"Hey, who are those guys from the Nan family? I heard that it was founded by a traitorous Nan family member hundreds of years ago. The delegation sent this time is still on the way. I heard that we are encountering difficulties. Technical

The staff is willing to rush over as soon as possible. What is that guy's name..."

Ten minutes later, another dressed-up Feng Qinglang flew to the door of the Nan family mansion again. He looked like just a middle-aged man in gray clothes and coarse cloth. Under the gaze of many pairs of eyes from the sky and the earth, Feng Qinglang simulated

With a hoarse voice, he said indifferently: "Nanjia Niwan, come and report to the joint trial meeting."

"So you are Mr. Nanniwan, please come with me, I need you now."

"Okay, please lead the way."

So, after a while, Feng Qinglang appeared openly and openly at the end of the wine cellar. Together with a group of magic pattern masters, he looked at the magic pattern wall unscrupulously. In fact, he had already conceived several kinds of magic pattern walls before this.

I had a plan, so I said directly: "Can I give it a try?"

The host's assistant said: "Sir, according to our rules here, you have to queue up to solve the problem."

Feng Qinglang looked at the mediocre magic pattern masters and thought that if she lined up with them, wouldn't it be more than an hour before it was her turn?

Fortunately, the white-bearded old man of the Jin family was already a little impatient with the situation in front of him, and directly shouted: "Let Mr. Nanniwan give it a try."

It happened that the original problem solver failed to solve the problem and was retreating with a frustrated look on his face. Of course, Feng Qinglang came to the bottom of the magic pattern wall unceremoniously.

Some criticisms came from behind, but the old Jin seemed to be quite authoritative, and no one dared to amplify the protest.

Feng Qinglang opened his arms, one on his left hand and the other on his right, and took out an extra magic pattern pen, which landed on the two empty spaces on the magic pattern wall.

"Hey, are the magic patterns unlocked at the same time?"

"That's very demanding on the left hand."

"Shhh this poser is taking action"
Chapter completed!