Formations are broad and profound, obscure and profound. Even if ordinary people want to learn something about formations, if they don't have talent, they won't be able to cross even the most basic threshold.
Take Fang Lin himself as an example. Even though he is the son of Fang Qingye and Bai Qingxue, he has no talent in formations.
Even when Fang Lin was at his peak, his attainments in formations were very mediocre, and he could only barely get on the stage without being too embarrassed.
However, although Fang Lin has no talent in formations and his attainments are not very deep, Fang Lin still has good eyesight.
The blind old patriarch kept carving on the rock wall with one hand. It seemed chaotic, but in fact it contained the trajectory of the stars in the sky.
As the number of carvings increased, lines gradually appeared on the originally rough and uneven rock wall.
Fang Lin looked at it very seriously, with a bit of surprise in his eyes.
"I didn't expect this person to have such high attainments in formations. He could build such a formation out of thin air without relying on external objects." Fang Lin said secretly in his heart.
Finally, the last stroke was completed, and the old man let out a long breath, looking a little tired.
Buzz!
A strange sound sounded, and a complete formation diagram appeared on the rock wall. Every stroke and line was extremely clear, and there was a hint of simplicity in the complexity.
"Come in with me." The old patriarch said, and stretched out his hand to tap his forehead twice. The old man's originally dull eyes were a little brighter, no longer as blank as before.
The old patriarch looked back at Fang Lin. His eyes were obviously able to see.
The next moment, the old patriarch took a step forward and half of his body was submerged into the rock wall, as if the other half of his body had disappeared into the rock wall.
The old patriarch kept walking, and the remaining half of his body entered the rock wall. However, the rock wall was intact, and the formation map still shone with a strange light.
Fang Lin knew that there must be another world behind this rock wall. One of the functions of this formation is to serve as a portal that allows people to enter.
Fang Lin wasn't afraid of anything. He took a step forward and disappeared completely.
There was a brief period of darkness in front of him, and he couldn't see anything. However, Fang Lin's aura was exuding, so he could detect that the old patriarch was two or three steps in front of him. Any abnormal movement could not escape Fang Lin's perception.
Not long after, the light suddenly returned to his eyes, and the old patriarch was indeed standing not far in front of Fang Lin.
Behind the old patriarch, there were a series of stone murals. Fang Lin and he were in a cave that was completely isolated from the outside world.
Fang Lin looked around. Stone carvings and murals covered the entire cave, and the content on each mural was different. For a moment, he didn't know where to start.
Except for the murals, there is nothing here. The old patriarch stood with his back to Fang Lin, looking up at the stone murals, his old face was full of memories.
"Outsiders, this may be everything you want to know. Let's start with the picture in front of me." The old patriarch said.
When Fang Lin heard this, he immediately stepped forward, fought side by side with the old patriarch, and looked at the stone mural in front of him.
The way the murals were carved seemed a bit rough, and it required a little imagination to see them clearly, so Fang Lin had some difficulty reading them.
But fortunately, I can understand it.
This first mural has a mountain painted on it, but there is nothing else. An empty mountain, carved on the stone wall with that rough technique, looks a bit desolate and lonely.
Fang Lin looked at the mountain, and his heart was shaken for no reason, as if a heavy hammer was swung and hit hard on Fang Lin's heart, making Fang Lin feel very uncomfortable, and blood would spurt out when his throat became sweet. .
However, Fang Lin still forcefully swallowed the blood that reached his throat, and his face became a little pale.
When I looked at the mountains on the mural again, I no longer had the same feeling as before. It seemed like it was just an ordinary mural.
Fang Lin didn't dare to think so, because the moment he saw this mural, Fang Lin did feel a lonely feeling of being abandoned by the world, as if he no longer existed in this world in an instant.
This feeling was something Fang Lin had never experienced before.
"What is this? Could it be that it is the Eternal Sacred Mountain?" Fang Lin turned to look at the old patriarch and asked.
The old patriarch's eyes shone with a strange light. Like Fang Lin, he looked at the mountains on the mural with deep awe on his face.
"My ancestors called the mountain on the mural Tushan." The old patriarch said slowly, with a very solemn tone.
Fang Lin was startled: "Tushan?"
The old patriarch continued: "My grandfather brought me here a year before his death and told me about our clan's mission of living here for generations, just to protect these murals."
"An ancient myth has been passed down in our clan. There were no living beings in this piece of heaven and earth. Then Tushan multiplied all living beings, and then all living beings came into existence. Tushan was the place where all things began. It's just the Tushan mentioned in this myth. Where it is, I don’t know, and neither do my ancestors.”
"All things are reincarnated. Everything in the world is reincarnated. Every living thing is born, and every living thing dies. Tushan nurtures all the souls in the world, giving life to the earth. But everything has an end, and everything will eventually come to an end. At the end again and again, Tushan will take back everything he once gave to the earth."
When the old man said this, he tremblingly knelt in front of the mural and kowtowed deeply to the mural.
Fang Lin was silent. The old patriarch's words made him very concerned, and he felt like a dream.
This was the first time Fang Lin heard the name Tushan. He had never heard anyone mention it before, and such a mountain had never been recorded in any ancient books.
But what the old patriarch said was similar to the rumors about the ancient sacred mountain. All spirits in the world came from this sacred mountain, which was the Tushan Mountain in the old patriarch's mouth.
"Why is the sacred mountain called Tushan?" Fang Lin asked.
The old patriarch shook his head: "I don't know, my ancestors didn't mention the origin of the name Tushan."
Fang Lin frowned slightly and looked at the second mural.
The content of this second mural still left Fang Lin a little confused.
There are two people carved on the mural, one black and one white, which looks very inexplicable.
"What does this painting mean?" Fang Lin asked.
The old patriarch glanced at Fang Lin: "What you see is what you see."
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