"Huh?"
Fang Yuan came to the edge of the cave and after looking carefully, his expression became more and more startled and uncertain.
"This passage is smooth. It is definitely not formed naturally, but is made by manpower... Moreover, the outer layer is purely a cover. The White Bird King and I made too much movement and accidentally broke it?"
After just a little deduction, Fang Yuan immediately guessed the cause and effect.
"It turns out that this spiritual land is not ownerless. Did someone discover it long before me?"
Thinking of this, his face suddenly became solemn.
"But... judging from the situation here, no one has been here for a long time, right?"
Fang Yuan lit a branch and threw it into the passage.
Wow!
The fire flickered and burned, illuminating the area nearby.
"The air is not turbid, it's impossible..."
Seeing this, his face became more and more confused: "How can there be such fresh air in a sealed passage? Is there a ventilation pipe inside that connects to the outside world?"
There is actually a passage within the nest of the Red-Eyed White Bird King, which was originally unbelievable.
What is even more surprising is that this passage looks like an ancient relic and a new building, full of a mixed and confusing flavor.
"Flower fox marten!"
Fang Yuan nodded, and the flower fox and marten immediately rushed into the cave, and turned back after a moment, clucking.
"No danger?"
Seeing the Hua Fox Marten's signal, Fang Yuan pondered for a moment and gently stepped into the cave.
The walls on all sides were very smooth, and even human figures could be clearly reflected in the firelight.
"Impossible... What kind of material is this?"
Fang Yuan stretched out his hand to touch it, and felt a cold and delicate touch, like the best silk or a mirror, which surprised him beyond measure.
Moreover, ask yourself, in this deep mountain and old forest, opening a passage is just for convenience or concealment, and there is really not much need for such fancy decoration.
Unless... it was done casually and effortlessly.
Fang Yuan continued to go deeper inside, and his figure was constantly reflected on the surrounding walls, overlapping and dazzling.
Suddenly, there seemed to be some more fog on the ground.
"Go to sleep! Go to sleep!"
A powerful hypnotic force came, making Fang Yuan drowsy.
"Is this... the kind of power outside Qingfeng Spiritual Land?"
Fang Yuan was shocked.
Around this spiritual place, there is also such a hypnotic power guarding it, which seems to only be effective for humans. He was able to survive it at first, but with a little luck, he managed to survive by chance, and he gradually became resistant after that.
But the power of this place is simply ten times that of before! hundred times!
Fang Yuan only felt that his eyelids were drowsy, and even the embryonic form of Yuan Power in his dantian was a little lazy and could not be mobilized.
"Husband's heart is the master of one body and the commander of hundreds of gods. Silence brings wisdom, movement brings coma. In the enchanted and illusive world, only the truth is spoken; in the pleasant feast of action, who understands the false and the false? We should be great Only through dreams can we know the various aspects of life and the reincarnation of everything, but it is only the evolution of the heart. Who can know it after a big dream... "
In shock, the original Zaowang Tea Ceremony immediately came to his mind.
Fang Yuan immediately sat cross-legged and recited the sutra silently.
After a long time, he only felt a stream of clear water falling from the sea of consciousness, and his whole body felt cool. The originally stagnant internal energy in his dantian became unobstructed and traveled through all the veins in his body.
Fang Yuan suddenly opened his eyes, and a furry animal face appeared in front of him.
"Giggle!"
The flower fox marten stared at him nervously, and when she saw that Fang Yuan was okay, she patted her chest with her little paws, looking relieved.
Outside, the sound of chirping came, and it was obvious that the Iron-feathered Black Eagle was also very anxious. However, its body was too large, and the passage was narrow, so it could only worry outside.
"I'm fine!"
Fang Yuan said loudly, comforting the two spirit beasts, and felt a little relieved. In terms of loyalty, spirit beasts are sometimes much more reliable than humans. If it were Zhou Wenwu, there was no telling what would happen.
After calming down, Fang Yuan stared at the passage again.
The surrounding rock walls are still illuminated, and white mist rises from the ground, making it look like a fairyland, but it no longer has the hypnotic effect it had before.
"Master... you saved me again..."
Fang Yuan sighed and moved forward again.
The passage soon reached the end, where it was a crystal clear door, as if its entire body was made of crystals.
There is a gap above the door, with a prominent emerald green color in the middle, and a square jade block inlaid in it.
When Fang Yuan saw this kind of regulation, he immediately thought of the jade slips recording the Blood Demon Sutra.
Thinking of this, he no longer hesitated, stepped forward and reached out, taking out the jade slip.
"It's really very similar..."
The jade slip was not equipped with any mechanism and was taken down easily and deftly. Fang Yuan tried to push the door again, but the heavy crystal door was as motionless as Mount Tai.
After using his real power to test it several times, Fang Yuan had to admit sadly that with his current strength, he probably couldn't do anything about it.
"There is a jade slip above the door, what will be behind it?"
A trace of hesitation appeared on Fang Yuan's face. After hesitating for a moment, he still placed the jade slip between his eyebrows. His divine energy gathered into the clay pill and suddenly broke through.
Boom!
Just like a thunder on the ground, Fang Yuan's head was dizzy, and a strange scene appeared in front of him!
In the mist, a rather chic old man with a feather fan and silk scarf, a face like a crown jade, and clothes hanging down to the ground, appeared in front of the door, looking at him kindly.
"Master?!"
After seeing this scene, Fang Yuan's first feeling was that he had seen a ghost!
Because this image of the old man is clearly his dead and buried master—the layman Wenxin!
At that time, he watched the other party die with his own eyes, and also burned the body and set up an unmarked monument.
"Yuan'er, you must be very surprised when you see this scene, right?"
Master Wenxin smiled, his expression and tone were the same as in Fang Yuan's memory: "Master, first of all I want to tell you that this is not a trick, nor is it a resurrection technique. What you see is just a scene I left in advance. ...This spiritual land was arranged by me personally, and only you can pass the test of asking your mind and come here!"
“The sight…”
Fang Yuan suddenly realized that the surrounding scenery was not real, but an illusion: "Is this just a phantom recorded in the jade slip and projected into my sea of consciousness? Master is so powerful? This method is simply unbelievable... And to arrange a spiritual place? "
A doubt in his mind was immediately solved.
With the hypnotic power surrounding this spiritual land and guarding it so unpredictable, why could he break through the Zao Wang Tea Ceremony so easily
The only possibility is that I just have the "key"!
This place is basically the blessed field left by the layman Wenxin!
But after this doubt was solved, a bigger doubt emerged: "Master... who is he, and why did he leave a legacy instead of teaching it to me directly?"
"When I was young, I also made a name for myself. Later, I turned my back on the world and lived in seclusion in a valley. I met you again. It was God's will..."
Of course Master Wenxin will not answer Fang Yuan's question. After all, he is just a video without any intelligence. He can only say according to a specific procedure: "Originally, I have prepared to take all my knowledge into the ground. Let Yuan'er use a Living a normal life as an ordinary person may also be a very good choice, but later, I discovered that you are definitely not an ordinary person!"
Even though it was just a video, Fang Yuan still felt a chill in his heart when he was stared at by the teacher. He felt like he had been seen through, and even more suspected that his secret seemed to have been seen through by the layman Wenxin.
"Therefore, extraordinary people must do extraordinary things. Your life is destined to be anything but ordinary... I left this inheritance as my teacher. Let's see if your destiny can lead you here!"
At the end of the sentence, Master Wenxin's expression turned solemn again: "My teacher divided the inheritance into several parts. It must be done step by step before it can be completed slowly. This is for your own good. After all, what I have learned is too dangerous... But once something happens What you achieve will definitely make you proud of the world..."
"Finally, if you inherit the legacy of being a teacher, you will inevitably inherit the karma of becoming a teacher. Before becoming a teacher, you had a nickname called 'Jue Xin'..."
As Master Wenxin narrated, Fang Yuan's expression kept changing, from surprise at the beginning, to surprise, and even slight panic, which was complex and changeable.
After a long time, all the images disappeared, and only a piece of text appeared in front of Fang Yuan.
"Master's inheritance..."
Fang Yuan did not watch immediately, but put the jade slip away and looked at the crystal door in front of him with a complicated expression. He suddenly knelt down and kowtowed three times.
"Master, don't worry. This disciple will definitely inherit what he has learned, bear everything you have done, and... revenge for you!"
Boom!
After kowtowing, he strode away without looking back.
The inheritance of Master Wenxin is divided into several parts. Without the content on the jade slips, it is impossible to open this door with just brute force, so Fang Yuan left without hesitation.
There was too much information obtained today, and he needed to calm down and think carefully.
"Chirp!"
Glancing at the unconscious White Bird King, Fang Yuan came to the cliff platform outside, mounted the iron-feathered black eagle, and soared above the Qingfeng Spiritual Land.
Although this spiritual land is not large, it exceeds 100,000 acres. Although most of it is hills, as far as Fang Yuan can see, the area of fertile farmland that can be easily cultivated is at least a thousand acres.
"Such a spiritual place, Futian Wonderland... was actually created by Master with his own strength..."
The more Fang Yuan looked at all this, the more shocked the expression on his face became: "Dream Master?"
According to the layman Wen Xin, he is a dream master.
Different from the spiritual masters who can achieve magic and the alchemists who can refine elixirs, this dream master has to surpass. According to the inheritance, the real top geniuses on the mainland are all the first to test the qualifications of dream masters. Only those who are really hopeless , then he became a spiritual practitioner, alchemist or something.
Even when a real high-level dream master sits down and his dream comes to reality, it will form such a paradise of blessings!