Chapter 572 Woman in White

The reason why Song Qingming was so surprised was not because Huo Feng suddenly disappeared, but because he had seen the black iron plate that Huo Feng had just taken out, and he happened to have one on him at the moment.

Although Huo Feng disappeared in a short moment after she took out the item, Song Qingming still recognized the item in her hand at a glance. It was the black iron plate with the words "Tongtian" engraved on it that he had obtained that year.

Ever since he knew about the "Tower of Babel", Song Qingming had always felt that this item might have some connection with the legendary "Tower of Babel".

It's a pity that he has spent a lot of time inquiring and studying 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.

Although Song Qingming also brought the black iron plate when he entered the "Tower of Babel" this time, he never took it out in front of other people because he didn't know how to use it. It was not until he saw Huo Feng personally take it out in front of him that Song Qingming showed a look of shock on his face.

"Brother Song, what's wrong with you? The princess is a Yuanying cultivator with many magical powers. What's so surprising about this?" Seeing that Song Qingming's eyes had not come back to his senses for a long time, Long Feng, who looked a little strange, immediately came forward to remind him.

After hearing Long Feng's voice beside his ear, Song Qingming, who was stunned for a moment, immediately came back to his senses, showing a bit of awkward smile and asked: "Brother Long Feng, what did Princess Huo Feng just take out, where did she go?"

Faced with Song Qingming's question, Long Feng shook his head helplessly at him and replied: "Brother Song, the princess doesn't need to tell me everything. This time you finally asked me. I haven't seen this thing before, let alone where the princess went to look for treasure."

Hearing Long Feng's answer, Song Qingming showed a little disappointment in his eyes, and didn't say anything more. He flew to the entrance of "Tongtian Pavilion" not far away with Long Feng.

Although he also had the black iron plate in his hand, Song Qingming did not dare to use it easily when he did not know where it would take him.

Otherwise, once he used it, if he could not turn back, and met a Yuanying master like Huo Feng again, Song Qingming would not be able to be killed by the other party even if he had ten lives.

Although he had just learned from Huo Feng how to use this thing, Song Qingming had no idea where the black iron plate would lead to and whether he could use it at will. At present, he could only put it aside for the time being.

In any case, the trial of the "Tongtian Pavilion" in front of him was the most important and practical place for Song Qingming to get benefits. Song Qingming was very clear and looking forward to this.

Just when he and Long Feng came to the vicinity of the "Tongtian Pavilion", a green escape light suddenly lit up not far away, and another green-robed man came to the magic circle leading to the "Tongtian Pavilion" before them.

After the green-robed man arrived there, he also found Song Qingming and Long Feng flying from a distance. Seeing that the other party suddenly looked at him, Song Qingming was slightly stunned and immediately took out a copper mask and put it on his face.

Nowadays, those who enter the ninth floor of Tongtian Tower are basically those monks from large sects, and many of them have seen Song Qingming. Once recognized in such a place, it will be difficult for Song Qingming to explain it clearly in the future.

After staring at Song Qingming, the green-robed man slowly turned around, stood there for a while, and then immediately flew into the magic circle in front of him.

Not long after the green-robed man left, Song Qingming, wearing a mask, and Long Feng, who had transformed into a human form, also came to the magic circle below the "Tongtian Tower".

"Brother Song, we will automatically separate after entering. I can't take care of you anymore. I hope you can work hard and try to come out alive. Don't let me have a hard time explaining to His Highness."

Hearing Long Feng's concerned words, Song Qingming smiled and nodded slightly. Without saying anything more, he entered the teleportation array in front of him.

Soon, a very familiar dizziness came over him. Song Qingming, who had closed his eyes, felt that his body was like a boat caught in a whirlpool. He didn't know how long he had been spinning in the white light before he slowly stopped.

When Song Qingming felt that everything around him had returned to normal, he opened his eyes and found that he was standing in an open space surrounded by white fog. He didn't know where the mask on his face had been thrown away.

This place looks almost the same as the outside, except that the white expanse seems to have no end, that is, the floating clouds and fog around seem to be much thicker than outside, and even the ground is a little unclear.

Seeing this, Song Qingming glanced around the white fog and couldn't help showing a trace of doubt on his face. If it weren't for the memory just now constantly reminding him that he had indeed walked into the teleportation "Tongtian Pavilion" magic circle, Song Qingming wanted to doubt whether he had not yet entered the trial.

"No matter what, let's walk around first!" Song Qingming muttered to himself, then randomly chose a direction and walked forward step by step.

This thick white fog has formed a huge sea of ​​fog on the ground. Song Qingming, who was walking on it, looked like he was walking on white clouds in the sky from a distance.

After walking forward for about a few hundred feet, Song Qingming suddenly heard a very pleasant fairy sound, and then the white fog in front of him began to slowly dissipate, and an extremely exquisite and gorgeous palace suddenly appeared not far in front of Song Qingming.

White clouds were floating around the hall, cranes were flying, and colorful spiritual light was entangled everywhere. There were many exquisite Qiongtai Yuge faintly, just like the fairyland recorded in the book.

Seeing this scene, Song Qingming couldn't help but show a bit of surprise on his face.

After standing in place and staring at the palace for a long time, Song Qingming turned around and looked around, and then slowly raised his feet and walked over.

Just as he walked to the palace gate, before Song Qingming made any move, the vermilion palace gate automatically opened to both sides, as if someone was welcoming him in.

Seeing this, Song Qingming ignored it. With a smile on his face, he strode in with his hands behind his back.

After passing through several middle doors, Song Qingming's figure came to the outside of a magnificent hall. Two maids in purple palace clothes, stepping on a small white cloud, flew to him and bowed.

"Dear guests, please come to the hall to drink a cup of fairy tea and rest for a while."

Seeing the 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 70% similar to Bai Yuxian, whom Song Qingming knows. If it weren't for the unobvious black mole on her face, Song Qingming almost thought he had met that Senior Sister Bai here at first glance.

Seeing the two maids' enthusiastic invitation, Song Qingming nodded slightly without refusing, and followed the two people directly into the hall.

After entering the hall, the various magnificent instruments caught Song Qingming's eyes and he could not help but exclaimed again.

"My fellow Taoist, you must have come all the way here. Please take a seat and rest for a while!"

Hearing a very clear and pleasant voice from afar, Song Qingming turned around and found that there was another floor in front of the hall. A woman in noble white clothes was sitting on it, looking at him kindly.

Seeing that this woman seemed to be the owner of this palace, Song Qingming hurriedly stepped forward and bowed slightly.

"May I ask, fellow Taoist, where is this place?"

The white-clothed woman was also extremely beautiful, and her temperament was even better than the two maids standing beside Song Qingming. After hearing Song Qingming's question, she smiled and replied:

"I guess fellow Taoist must have many puzzles in his heart. Why don't you come over and sit down first, and then I will explain it to you in detail."

Seeing the charming smile on the face of the white-clothed woman, Song Qingming was attracted by his eyes. His face was slightly stunned for a moment, and then he smiled and nodded, and came to the white-clothed woman under the guidance of the two maids.

As soon as the two sat down, the white-clothed woman clapped her hands lightly, and more than a dozen young women with beautiful faces immediately came out from both sides of the hall.

These women were all dressed brightly, white and beautiful, and their appearance was also not inferior to the two maids who had been serving Song Qingming.

After arriving at the center of the hall, these girls were inspired and began to perform their duties, encouraging various musical instruments that suddenly appeared in their hands. Soon, the hall was filled with clear and refreshing music that made Song Qingming, who heard it, gradually showed a hint of intoxication in his eyes.

Seeing the smile on Song Qingming's face, a trace of satisfaction flashed across the eyes of the white-clothed woman. She took out a very delicate silver pot and poured a cup of fragrant tea on the table, then cast a spell to send it to Song Qingming.

"Daoyou, you have come to Tongtian Pavilion from afar, but do you have something in your heart?"

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