After asking about several villages around Yuluo Mountain, he did not hear anyone saying that he had seen the traces of gods in Yuluo Mountain. In this mountainous area, there are few rumors about demons. Occasionally, there are rumors that a few monsters eat people. Fang Yuan analyzed that they were just some more powerful beasts, and they were probably not even considered the level of monsters. This immediately made him feel a little confused.

No matter how thorough the retreat is, as long as you practice in this mountainous area, there will be some traces left behind.

And the traces of these practitioners often evolve into deeds of gods in the eyes of the mortal people.

Fang Yuan wanted to use this to determine whether the master who was the heir was in this mountain.

But this result disappointed him a little, but he did not give up. He just felt that the whereabouts of the casual cultivator were really secret. He stayed in this mountain village for a few more days and purchased some medicinal materials. The silver was enough, and gradually became familiar with the villagers. When someone asked about his origin, he said that he was a medicinal material merchant from thousands of miles away from home who came to Wuchi Country to purchase medicinal materials.

As for Guan Ao, Fang Yuan didn't have to explain anything now, so the villagers regarded him as Fang Yuan's guard.

When Guan Ao stood there, he was one and a half taller than someone else's. He was as dark as an iron tower, and it was so intimidating.

Of course, he can't speak, he will lose his power as soon as he speaks.

Before speaking, the dogs in the village didn't dare to bark when they saw Guan Ao, but after speaking, the naughty boys dared to pester him and play.

"This kid looks a bit idiot?"

The old patriarch of the village had a few dealings with Fang Yuan, and became familiar with each other, so he came over to talk.

"When I crossed the Liusha River before, I was hit in the head by a robber. I haven't recovered yet!"

Fang Yuan casually explained to the old patriarch.

"Oh, it's not easy to go out and be outsiders. You didn't leave him behind. You are a good shopkeeper!"

The old patriarch praised Fang Yuan.

At this time, Fang Yuan slightly changed his appearance with magic. He looked in his forties. In addition, he was calm and had no words. Therefore, the villagers believed that he was a drug dealer who came to the mountains to purchase medicinal materials and did not feel suspicious.

Otherwise, when he saw his face as seventeen or eighteen years old, he might have thought that his young master was lost.

"He has saved me for life, so of course he can't leave him behind. He also needs to find an opportunity to heal his injuries!"

Fang Yuan glanced at Guan Ao, who was squatting not far away and playing with a group of naughty children, and whispered.

This is the truth!

The old patriarch suddenly exclaimed and suddenly thought of it, saying, "You have never seen any gods in the mountain before. However, I heard that an old miracle doctor lived in Guixue Cliff 80 miles away. He used to go down the mountain to see the villagers. His medical skills were very clever. He was cured by all the difficult and complicated diseases. He was also good at curing the disease. He often gave medicine to the poor family for free. When the villagers thought of him, everyone in the village would like to build a temple for him. But the old miracle doctor disagreed and did not stand it up. It was only a few years later. I don't know if he still lives on the mountain!"

"Old miracle doctor?"

Fang Yuan's heart moved slightly, and then asked clearly without hesitation, and secretly remembered it in his heart.

That night, after staying there, Fang Yuan took off his flying magic weapon and rushed directly to the Guichuang Cliff that the old clan said three hundred miles away. The Guichuang Cliff was next to a waterfall. At night, he listened to the sound of water and wind, and he was like a ghost crying, so he got such a strange name.

According to the old patriarch, this old miracle doctor built a thatched hut at Guichui Cliff for many years.

Fang Yuan drove the magic weapon, and it was no problem to travel more than seventy miles, and it arrived in less than half an hour.

He searched around the Ghost Crying Cliff, but found that the hut was dilapidated and half of it collapsed. I don’t know how long it took for anyone to live in it. After walking around the hut, he saw a lonely tombstone under the ancient tree not far away. It looked fresh and beautiful. It seemed that it had been standing for a short time, and there were traces of worship such as incense, candles, and ashes.

The stele reads: The tomb of the living benefactor Doctor Sun!

After reading it, Fang Yuan felt a little complicated and sighed softly.

Unexpectedly, after finally finding someone who could barely match the name in Yuluo Mountain, he died?

But, is this old miracle doctor the casual cultivator mentioned by the Jiu Gu?

With a moving heart, Fang Yuan walked behind the tombstone and a spiritual sense swept through the tomb ridge.

After sweeping it, he was slightly surprised. He saw that there was only an empty thin coffin in the grave, with a pair of brand new shrouds. After thinking about it, he vaguely guessed the truth: this tomb should have been erected by the villagers who the old miracle doctor had saved. It must have been that they knew that the old miracle doctor had passed away, but he did not have his bones, so they erected a tomb.

This was also what Zheng Fangyuan considered. If the old miracle doctor was really the casual cultivator mentioned by the Jiu Gu, he would definitely not allow his corpse to be buried in the mortal tomb, and the place where he really lives would definitely not be just that small thatched hut!

Thinking of this, Fang Yuan stood up again, followed the direction of the surrounding spiritual veins and pondered a cliff that was most suitable for building a cave. Then he walked around it for half an hour and finally caught something, leaving behind in front of an ancient tree...

Behind the ancient tree was a hillside that looked deserted, full of thorns, which looked very normal, but Fang Yuan felt a faint power of magic circles from around the ancient tree. He could guess that after the ancient tree, it must be not as simple as he saw it. If he could break the surrounding magic circles, he might be able to discover a secret cave.

But after a little consideration of the magic circle, Fang Yuan was a little disappointed.

It seems that I am really late!

The casual cultivator, or the old miracle doctor mentioned by the village, may have really died!

Because the magic array protecting this cave is not a defensive magic array set up by practitioners, but a kind of death array. This formation is not opened and closed at will, but is specially used for guarding the tomb. It hides the cave inside firmly, and will not be discovered by outsiders, nor will anyone allow anyone to break in casually. If it is to be forced to break, it will only destroy the cave together!

If you want to enter this cave, generally speaking, there is only one way, that is the opportunity!

Because even in the death array, there will be a random change in life gate, which can allow people to enter the cave. In the dictionary, this life gate has an alias called "the gate of opportunity", which means that only those with chance can enter this place!

Perhaps no matter how high a person's cultivation is, he will not be able to break this formation.

But maybe when a cowherd's baby fell down and might have rolled into the cave.

Some wandering cultivators who have exhausted their lives but want to keep their inheritance in the world before they die, often use this method.

This is to ask God to find a successor for himself!

Fang Yuan suddenly felt resentful towards the successor who had been possible after many years.

My luck is indeed not good enough.

Jiu Gu did not lie to herself. There was indeed a casual cultivator here. She said it well. The life spanish cultivator was about to end. He probably wanted to find his successor, but he was still one step late. The casual cultivator had already sat in the process and only one cave was left!

But only God can enter this cave!

Helpless Fang Yuan stopped outside the formation for a moment, turned around and stepped onto the magic weapon and left.

After returning to the village, the next day, he brought medicinal materials and said goodbye to the villagers. Then he took Fang Yuan to the nearest town, bought some suitable items, and then rushed back overnight. Still back to the mountain, a stone cave emerged near the cave, and asked Guan Ao to cut down some trees and build a wooden house on the hillside.

First, he cleaned the cave that had emerged, set up several restrictions, and then called Guan Ao to come over, took some dried meat, steamed buns, water, etc., so that he could eat a full meal, but he just swallowed a elixir and nourished his spirits a little!

After doing all this, he returned to the big tree again and secretly sensed the formation protecting the cave.

Most of the day passed like this.

Although the large atrophy energy was not obvious, the formation method was very clever. It took Fang Yuan a full half a day to sense such a thread. However, Fang Yuan was very patient and took seven or eight days to finally get a little gain. Then he returned to the cave, took out a few calculation pieces, and slowly calculated it.

Finally, the night passed, and he sighed...

He put away his plan and came to the formation and sighed softly.

"Senior, I need advice from experts. I come to ask for your inheritance, but I didn't expect that it would be a step later. It's a perfect separation between heaven and man!"

"You left a large formation to protect the cave, probably waiting for someone with destiny to get you inherited, but I took the initiative to find it, but I couldn't get in. God joked for you and didn't even ask you to look at me, so I refused..."

"But I don't want to give up just now, I'm rude!"

He took a stick of incense, lit it with the talisman fire, and then gently inserted it in front of the formation.

Looking at the smoke rising, he whispered: "I plan to break this formation by myself and ask for your old inheritance. I hope to forgive you!"

After saying that, he turned around and returned to the cave and began to prepare for breaking the formation.

Fang Yuan’s luck is indeed not good enough, but fortunately he did not live by luck!

What he believed in was his ability!

Others may be disappointed when encountering such a thing, but Fang Yuan did not change his mind so easily!

Since the scattered cultivator has passed away and the formation is guarding the gate, then you will break the formation yourself!

His attainment in formation was already very good, and he was the best in Xiaozhu Peak.

Perhaps the first-class level in Xiaozhu Peak is far from enough to break the dead formation left by this casual cultivator.

But Fang Yuan was very confident that he learned things very quickly!
Chapter completed!