“Huh?”

Fang Yuan came to the edge of the cave and looked carefully, and his expression became more and more shocked and suspicious.

"This channel is smooth and does not form naturally, but is for human power... and the layer outside is purely a cover-up. I and the White Bird King were too moved and broke it inadvertently?"

After a little deduction, Fang Yuan immediately guessed the cause and effect.

"This spiritual land is not a masterless thing. Has anyone discovered it long before me?"

Thinking of this, his face suddenly became solemn.

"But...just judging from the situation here, no one has come for a long time, right?"

Fang Yuan lit a branch and threw it into the passage.

Wow!

The fire flashed and burned, illuminating a nearby area.

"The air is not turbid, it's impossible..."

Seeing this, his face became more and more confused: "How could there be such fresh air in the sealed passage? Could it be that there is a ventilation pipe inside, which connects with the outside world?"

There is actually a passage inside the Red-Eyed White Bird King's nest, which was originally incredible.

What is even more surprising is that this passage is both like an antique and a newly built, full of a mixed and confusing smell.

"Flower Fox Marten!"

Fang Yuan nodded, and the flower fox marquis rushed into the cave, and after a moment he turned back, giggling.

“No danger?”

Seeing the sign of the flower fox marquis, Fang Yuan pondered for a while and stepped gently into the cave.

The walls on all sides are very smooth, and with the light of fire, people can even be clearly reflected.

"Impossible...what material is this?"

Fang Yuan reached out to touch him, and the cold and delicate touch came, as if it were the best silk or a mirror, which surprised him extremely.

And, ask yourself, it is not necessary to open a passage in this deep mountain forest just for convenience or to hide it.

Unless...it's just a casual job, without any effort.

Fang Yuan continued to penetrate deeper, and his figure was constantly reflected on the surrounding walls, overlapping and dazzling.

Suddenly, there seemed to be some more fog on the ground.

"Sleep! Go to bed!"

A powerful hypnotic power came, making Fang Yuan drowsy.

"Is this...the kind of power outside the Qingfeng Spirit Land?"

Fang Yuan was shocked.

Around this spiritual land, there is also such hypnotic power to protect it, which seems to be effective only for humans. I started with the Tao and relied on a little luck to survive by chance, and then gradually became resistant.

But the power here is ten times more than before! hundred times more!

Fang Yuan only felt his eyelids were dizzy. Even the prototype of Yuanli in the Dantian was a little lazy and could not be mobilized.

"The heart is the master of the whole body and the commander of all gods. If you are calm, you will be wise, and if you move, you will become confused. If you are happy in the psychedelic world, only the words are true; if you are willing to feast for the purpose, who will realize the false? You should be a great dream, and you will know the various aspects of life and the cycle of reincarnation. It is just the evolution of the heart. If you have a great dream, who can know it..."

In horror, the ceremony of forgetting tea immediately appeared in his heart.

Fang Yuan immediately sat cross-legged and recited the scriptures silently.

After a long time, he felt a clear stream falling from the sea of ​​consciousness, and his whole body felt cool. The originally stagnant internal force in his dantian was unobstructed, wandering around his body.

Fang Yuan suddenly opened his eyes and a fluffy beast face appeared in front of him.

"Hehe!"

Hua Foxim stared at him nervously. Seeing that Fang Yuan was fine, she patted her chest with her little paws, with a big sigh of relief.

Outside, a chirping sound came, and it was obvious that the Iron-Winged Black Hawk was also very anxious. However, its body was too large, and the passage was a little narrower, so I could only worry outside.

"I'm fine!"

Fang Yuan shouted 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, it would be hard to say what would happen.

After calming down, Fang Yuan looked at the passage again.

The surrounding rock walls are still light to see people. There is white fog rising on the ground, like a fairyland, but it no longer has the previous hypnotic effect.

"Master...you saved me again..."

Fang Yuan sighed and moved forward again.

The passage soon came to an end, and it was a crystal clear door, like a whole body of crystals.

There is a gap above the door, and the emerald green color in the middle is very prominent, which is inlaid with a square piece of jade.

This regulation made Fang Yuan immediately think of the jade slips that recorded the Blood Demon Sutra.

Thinking of this, he stopped hesitating and reached out and took out the jade slip.

“It’s really similar…”

The jade slip did not set up any mechanism, and it was taken down lightly and cleverly. Fang Yuan tried to push the door again, but the heavy crystal door was like Mount Tai, and it didn't move at all.

After using true power to test it several times, Fang Yuan had to admit sadly that with his current strength, he might not be able to do anything at all.

"There is a jade slip on the door, so what will happen behind it?"

A hint of hesitation appeared on Fang Yuan's face. After hesitating for a moment, he put the jade slip on his eyebrows. The divine soul gathered in the Niwan and suddenly broke through.

Boom!

Just like a thunderclap on the ground, Fang Yuan dizzy and a strange scene appeared in front of him!

Amid the clouds and mist, a feather fan and a silk scarf with a face like a crown and jade, and her clothes drooped on the ground. The rather elegant old man appeared in front of the door and looked over with kind eyes.

“Master?!”

After seeing this scene, Fang Yuan’s first feeling was that he was a ghost!

Because this old man’s image is his dead and buried master - Wenxin layman!

He watched the other party die with his own eyes, and even burned the body and erected a monument without words.

"Yuan'er, you must be very surprised when you see this scene, right?"

Wenxin layman smiled, his expression and tone were exactly the same as Fang Yuan remembered: "First of all, I want to tell you that this is not pretending to be a ghost, nor is it the art of resurrection. What you see is just a scene I left in advance... This spiritual land was arranged by me personally, and only you can come here through the test of Wenxin's way!"

"scene……"

Fang Yuan suddenly realized that the surrounding scenery was not real, but illusory: "This is just a phantom recorded in the jade slip, projected into my sea of ​​consciousness? Is the master so powerful? This method is simply incredible... and, arrange the spiritual land?"

A doubt in his heart was immediately resolved.

With the hypnotic power of this spiritual land and the guardian here, it is unpredictable to gods and ghosts. Why can my own tea ceremony be easily broken through?

The only possibility is that you just got the 'key'!

This place is simply the blessings left by the lay Buddhists of Wenxin!

But after this doubt was solved, even greater doubts arise: "Master...who is it? Why do you want to leave the inheritance instead of teaching me directly?"

"When I was young, I made a name for myself. Later, I saw the indifference of the world and lived in seclusion in the valley. I met you again. It was God's will..."

Of course, the lay Buddhist Wenxin would not answer Fang Yuan’s question. After all, he was just an image, without any intelligence, and could only say according to a specific program: "Originally, my teacher was ready to bring all his knowledge into the ground, so that Yuan'er, you can live your life as an ordinary person in a simple way. Perhaps it is also a very good choice, but later, I found that you are absolutely extraordinary!"

Even though it was just a video, Fang Yuan still felt unconsciously cold in his heart when he was stared at by the teacher. He felt that he was seen through, and even more suspicious that his secret seemed to have been seen through by the lay Buddhist Wenxin for a long time.

"Therefore, extraordinary people must have extraordinary deeds, and your life will be destined not to be dull... I left this inheritance as a teacher, depending on whether your fate can reach here!"

At the end, the look of Wenxin's layman turned solemn again: "As a teacher, we divide the inheritance into several parts, and we must proceed step by step to be complete slowly. This is for your own good. After all, what I have learned is too dangerous... But once we achieve something, we will be able to laugh and proud of the world..."

"In the end, if you inherit the inheritance of being a teacher, you will inevitably inherit the cause and effect of being a teacher. Before becoming a teacher, he had a nickname called 'Juexin'..."

As Wenxin lay Buddhists tell the story, Fang Yuan's expression continued to change, from surprise at the beginning to surprise later, and even a slight terror, 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 away the jade slips and looked at the crystal door in front of him. He looked complicated and suddenly knelt down and kowtowed three times.

"Master, don't worry, my disciples will inherit what they have learned, take on everything you have, and avenge you...!"

Dongdong!

After bowing, he never looked back and strides away.

The inheritance of Wenxin Jushi is divided into several parts. Without the content on the jade slip, it is impossible to open this door with just brute force. Fang Yuan walked without hesitation.

He also needs to calm down and think about it carefully.

"Chirp!"

After glanced at the unconscious White Bird King, Fang Yuan came to the cliff platform outside, rode on the iron feathered black eagle, and soared on the Qingfeng Spirit Land.

Although this spiritual land is not big, it is more than 100,000 acres. Although it is mostly hills, as Fang Yuan saw, the area of ​​fertile land that can be easily reclaimed is at least thousands of acres.

"Such a spiritual land, the fairyland of Futian... it was created by the master with his own strength..."

The more Fang Yuan looked at all this, the more shocked expression on his face widened: "Dream Master?"

According to the lay Buddhist Wenxin, he was a dream master.

Unlike spiritual masters who can refine spiritual pills, this dream master still has to surpass them. According to the inheritance, the top geniuses on the continent are all the first to test the qualifications of dream masters. Only when there is no hope, can they become spiritual masters, alchemists, etc.
Chapter completed!