Back then, Fang Ling also encountered the Five Evil God Thunder in Lushan Cave Heaven. Could it be that this ancestral land has anything to do with the real Wangwu Cave Heaven?

Fang Ling, who thought he might be returning empty-handed this time, said in a deep voice: "Thank you for the reminder of the Great Elder, Fang Ling knows."

Although Fang Qingmei was a little dissatisfied with this result, it was already a concession between the four elders who could allow Fang Ling to enter the ancestral land at the top of the Temple of Heaven Peak. No matter how she persisted, she would probably have to do so.

After making up this matter, Fang Shengtian and others said goodbye to Fang Ling on the grounds that they needed to prepare to open the ancestral land.

When he was about to part, Fang Shengtian gave Fang Ling a jade slip, which contained some of his experience in practicing the power of blood. He asked Fang Ling to go back and comprehend more, so that he could better stimulate the power of blood.

With Fang Qingmei, he returned to the cave where Fang Qingmei lived. Fang Ling took the jade slip into a quiet room and began to slowly participate in the jade slip given by Fang Shengtian.

There is not much content in this jade slip. It mainly talks about how to activate the Taoist patterns hidden in the power of blood.

Thus, the laws of heaven and earth represented by these Tao patterns are used.

After Fang Ling had been meditating for a long time, he had basically understood the things inside. With his divine thoughts flashing, he activated his bloodline according to the method of urging bloodline in the jade slip.

As the magic tricks were running, Fang Ling felt a warm current in his body being activated. With the urging of blood, Fang Ling felt a winged dragon appear in his heart.

A winged dragon looking down at the sky and roaming around the world.

His divine thoughts flashed. He looked around him and found that a pair of dragon wings appeared between his own ribs.

This pair of dragon wings is three feet long. The dragon wings are clearly patterned, as if they gather into a blue wind character.

The wind elements around him gathered wildly towards the lines.

Fang Ling's thought flashed and he flew away from the cave. He activated his wings, and in just a blink of an eye, he flew out for more than ten miles.

The wings of the dragon with wings are really extraordinary. Other methods are just icing on the cake for Fang Ling. However, this speed has increased Fang Ling's strength a lot.

Not to mention anything else, just with this speed, if Fang Ling encounters any danger, he will be able to give him more power to escape.

But now, he cannot gather the power hidden in his bloodline into Taoist patterns, so he cannot use teleportation methods like the third elder, which makes him feel a little regretful.

Although teleportation is only within twenty feet, this can definitely increase a lot of power.

Fang Ling, who must condense the bloodline pattern as soon as possible, had more anticipated bloodline power, flew in the void for a while and then sank into the cave again.

Time flies very quickly, two days later, Fang Ling, who was immersed in the power of blood, was called out by Fang Qingmei.

In fact, Fang Qingmei was unwilling to disturb Fang Ling at this time, but the world of entering the ancestral land has arrived. If you miss today, you will have to wait another sixty years.

Looking at Fang Ling with a crystal clear ray of rays on his face, Fang Qingmei was delighted and said, "You have condensed bloodline patterns?"

Fang Ling shook his head and smiled bitterly: "It's not that easy, it seems like I've been almost there."

Fang Qingmei smiled and patted Fang Ling's shoulder and said, "It won't be solidified this time, I'll just work hard in the future."

Fang Ling felt a chill in his heart as a means of comforting a child. Although in the memory of this master, Fang Qingmei also comforted him like this when he was young.

But after all, I am not my main master, not to mention that from the perspective of psychological age, I can only be bigger than the light eyebrows.

However, looking at Fang Qingmei with a maternal glorious face, Fang Ling rubbed his nose and smiled: "I hope it's what your mother said."

He said this, but Fang Ling knew that this step was difficult for him to take. According to the introduction of the jade slip given by Fang Shengtian, the condensation of Taoist patterns is simple and simple, and it is not easy or easy.

Those cultivators with strong bloodlines can basically quickly condense Taoist patterns as long as they can reach the Nascent Soul realm.

The reason for this result is that there are many Taoist patterns hidden in their blood vessels, so they can quickly condense. Unfortunately, they have become another situation that Fang Shengtian speculated that it is difficult to condense Taoist patterns.

The bloodline is thin, and I have already felt a step, but because the amount of Taoist patterns in the bloodline is too small, it is difficult to condense.

Fang Ling, who had become more and more aware of the important Taoist pattern, still has no Taoist pattern that belongs to him, which makes him feel urgent about the Taoist pattern. Now that he cannot condense the Taoist pattern, he feels a little frustrated in his heart.

The Temple of Heaven Peak is like a giant pillar that erects the sky. Looking from afar, it seems like it is about to poke a hole in the sky.

Standing at the top of the peak, the wind is like a fierce knife, making the rocks on the top smooth as a mirror. Standing at the top of this peak, you can look down at the surrounding mountains, and look like a picturesque feeling.

Fang Shengtian and others had been waiting at the top of the peak. When Fang Qingmei and Fang Ling came over, Fang Shengtian also looked at Fang Ling.

When he heard that Fang Ling did not condense the Taoist pattern, he did not show much surprise. As the great elder of the Fang clan, he can be said to be the person among the Fang clan who has the deepest research on the Fang clan's bloodline.

Fang Ling's bloodline has thin power. Although his cultivation is profound, it is not easy to condense bloodline Taoist patterns.

After comforting Fang Ling a few more words, Fang Shengtian patted his small Qiankun bag, and a black jade plate suddenly appeared in his hand.

The jade plate is only the size of a palm. With Fang Shengtian's magic power, the jade plate instantly became one meter in circle. The jade plate was as black as ink, with little silver-white traces, which seemed to be scattered, but there were scattered on the jade plate like something hidden.

"Everyone, the time is about the same. I will tear open the passage of the ancestral land now." As Fang Shengtian spoke, his eyes fell on Fang Ling and said, "You must remember that the ancestral land is full of crises. Never go around!"

Fang Shengtian asked Fang Ling and Fang Qingmei to stand on the jade plate, while he and Fang Rongfei quickly pinched the magic tricks.

Accompanied by green lights, the white dots on the jade plate reflected in the void and eventually became a winged dragon of ten feet in size.

At the moment when the dragon was formed, a portal was cracked from the middle of the void of the Temple of Heaven Peak, and the rolling spiritual energy rushed out along with the portal.

The moment Fang Ling appeared in this portal, his face showed joy. It was indeed similar to what he expected. He asked the ancestors of the Fang family to name this place as a reference for Wangwu Cave Heaven, and it was indeed in the ancestral land they mentioned.

As the Wangwu Mountain tour map spread gently in his heart, the smile on Fang Ling's face became brighter and brighter.

When he entered Lushan Cave Heaven a few days ago, the reason why he did not look for the Cave Heaven map was not only because of the Xiong family's mission, but also because his cultivation was not enough.

This time, Wangwu Cave Heaven, no matter what, he could not give up this opportunity.

"Fang Ling, you must remember that when you arrive at the ancestral land, you can find a place to comprehend the bloodline pattern. Never enter the ancestral land with the light eyebrows."

"Two people entered at one time, but no one could come back!" Fang Shengtian's voice was filled with the smell of warning.

The Fang family’s ancestral land should be just a branch. Fang Ling would not care about the things in a ancestral land, what he cared about. It was the entire Wangwu Cave Heavenly Map.

So he looked at Fang Shengtian with certainty and said, "I know."

The white light flashed, and Fang Ling and Fang Qingmei sank into the crack. As the two of them entered, the jade plate seemed to have exhausted the last trace of power, and there was no sound again.

"Brother, when Fang Ling goes in this time, Qingmei won't give him the opportunity to enter the ancestral land, right?" The third elder of the Fang family asked Fang Shengtian with some suspicion when Fang Shengtian waved his hand.

Fang Shengtian waved his hand and said lightly: "Although Qingmei will definitely do this, I believe Fang Ling is not such a person."

"After all, the person who wants to become a Nascent Soul and comprehend the bloodline Taoist patterns is his mother."

Fang Rongfei nodded. Although they had not known Fang Ling for too long, they still had some understanding of Fang Ling's character from the bottom of their hearts.

Fang Shengtian said it well, Fang Ling is not that kind of person.

The fourth elder, who had always had a faint smile on his face, said at this time: "Brother, do you say that Fang Ling can also comprehend some bloodline Taoist patterns in the ancestral land?"

Fang Shengtian pondered for a moment and said with certainty: "He can't comprehend. If our bloodlines are so easy to comprehend, the one who enters the ancestral land will not be alone."

"What's more, his bloodline is too thin!"

The mountain wind was howling, and the whole mountain became extremely quiet. Finally, Fang Rongfei sighed: "Fang Ling's bloodline is thin, which is not a bad thing to him. After all, the good things that are good cannot be rushed to him."

The third elder who fought with Fang Ling showed a smile on his face. Although he would not do anything that was unfavorable to Fang Ling, he was still a little happy with the fact that Fang Ling might be futile in entering the ancestral land.

A kind of jealous joy.

Fang Ling really never paid attention to the third elder's mentality. To be honest, even if he knows it now, he has no time to pay attention to it.

Now, he is comparing with the Wangwu Mountain tour map and comparing his position.

On an unknown mountain peak in Wangwu Mountain, it is nearly a hundred miles away from the Temple of Heaven, which is the main peak.

As the ancestor of the Nascent Soul, Baili was just a flash of his fingers. But in this Wangwu Cave Heaven, he did not dare to use magic tricks randomly.

After all, the power of the Five Evil God Thunder is not just a joke. It is really good to draw thunder and hit people, but it is unwilling to be bombarded by thunder himself.

"Ling'er, five hundred feet from here is where our Fang family's ancestral land is. Where can you learn about the bloodline pattern?" Fang Qingmei's eyes withdrew her gaze from the mountains that seemed clearer than the outside world, and said to Fang Ling in a deep voice.

Let me go to the ancestral land, this mother is really good to me.

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