The matter of Paradise Island happened too suddenly, and when the news reached the ears of the people of the Huaxia Immortal Cultivation Realm, it was already several days later, and in the past few days, Fang Xun and Zhang Tianshi had both received the inheritance in the inheritance place of Qianyuan Temple.

The true inheritance of Qianyuan Temple is a cave, and when he saw this cave for the first time, Fang Xun didn't notice anything special about such an ordinary cave at all.

Even after entering it, Fang Xun had a confused expression, this place may have value for ordinary people to explore, but for them immortal cultivators, it is a complete waste.

"Is there the inheritance of Qianyuan Temple here?" Fang Xun is convinced of the archaeological value here, because there are some simple murals carved on the inner wall of the cave, which are not from the hands of modern people.

"It is because of these primitive murals that my ancestor of Qianyuan Temple chose this Yunding Mountain as a place for the audience of Qianyuan. Zhang Tianshi sincerely bowed to the mural.

Fang Xun looked at all this inexplicably, watching Zhang Tianshi bow down, he also learned in the back, but when he looked at these murals carefully, he still couldn't see anything special.

These murals are like sketches carved by children, a bifurcated line and a circle represent a person, and some lines spread outward around a circle that seems to be square, which should be the sun, except for these two simple and easy-to-understand paintings, Fang Xun can no longer understand what any other lines represent.

"The ones you see are painted by children who have a lot of things to do, and the ones on your left are painted by Xiaoliu, and they are of no value. Zhang Tianshi reminded Fang Xun with a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Xiao Liu's painting?" This is the inheritance of the thousand-yuan view? A disciple who has just started for a long time can draw the inheritance of the Qianyuan view? Is there anything more like a farce than this?

"Yes, it was painted by Xiaoliu, and I personally brought him to paint it last year. Seeing Fang Xun's face that was about to be turned into a bun skin, Zhang Tianshi took out a piece of jade that flickered with violent aura fluctuations.

With the appearance of this piece of jade, the surrounding murals seem to come to life, the lines on the murals twist up, and gradually change from two-dimensional animation to three-dimensional animation, moving on the stone wall in the cave, the most amazing thing is that the simple humanoid painting painted by Xiaoliu seems to have life, slowly walking on the stone wall, the simple sun is always suspended ten centimeters above the villain.

"It's ....... Fang Xun was immediately stunned, what kind of immortal operation is this? Other paintings may have been painted by other masters, and they contain a high level of cultivation that can give them the aura needed for the activities of the things they draw, but Xiao Liu is a real low cultivator, if an immortal cultivator like him has this kind of means, then wouldn't Zhang Tianshi be able to ascend to immortal directly.

"I don't know, the ancestor of Qianyuanguan entered here with this jade pendant, causing the murals here to mutate like today, you can feel a message directly to your heart when you close your eyes now, that is where the inheritance of Qianyuanguan lies. ”

Fang Xun closed his eyes suspiciously, everything around him seemed to have changed, as if the place he was in was not a barren earth with poor spiritual energy, but a cultivation holy land with extremely rich spiritual energy, where all kinds of divine beasts were flying all over the sky, and almost all of them had one or more figures on their backs.

One of the divine beasts is the unicorn, on the back of the unicorn sat a person who Fang Xun couldn't see clearly, Fang Xun tried his best to see what the face of the person above looked like, but he just couldn't see clearly, he wanted to get closer to take a look, but as he ran, the distance between him and the person carried by the unicorn never shortened.

And as Fang Xun stared at the man's blurred face for more time, the figures carried by the other divine beasts around him gradually blurred, leaving only one person and one unicorn still flying in the sky.

In the end, Fang Xun didn't know how long he had been running, and the distance between him and Qilin had never decreased, until his physical strength was exhausted, and his true qi was used up, and he didn't close even the slightest distance from Qilin.

As Fang Xun's last trace of true qi was exhausted, Fang Xun fell directly to the ground, and his eyelids were pulled together by an external force.

Until this time, Fang Xunci remembered that he hadn't entered the inheritance land of the Qianyuan Temple, how could he become chasing the Qilin by himself, and he didn't even see the face of the person on the Qilin's body clearly.

Is it difficult that this is the inheritance of the Qianyuan Concept? Or is it because he is not a person of the Qianyuan Concept, so the inheritance deliberately does not allow himself to learn?

The eyelids were so heavy that Fang Xun fell into a deep sleep before he didn't have time to think too much.

Fang Xun, who was sleeping, entered a strange space again as if in a dream, there was nothing in this space, only a group of murals that were even more rudimentary than the stick figures drawn by Xiao Liu, and before Fang Xun could carefully examine these murals, these murals all entered Fang Xun's body as if they had come to life.

As the stick figure figure in this space entered Fang Xun's body, Fang Xun opened his eyes violently and found that he had just chased the Qilin and was lying down.

In the distance, there was a scene of those divine beasts carrying people in the sky. However, Fang Xun was no longer interested in doing useless work, he looked at his hand suspiciously, confirming that he didn't get any information in his mind, and couldn't help muttering to himself, "Did I receive the inheritance or not?"

"It seems to have failed. After thinking about it carefully, Fang Xun still couldn't think of what he had gained here or in the weird space just now, although he didn't know what was going on, but Fang Xun knew very well that he was only the existence of a consciousness now.

The body should still be in the cave of Yuanding Mountain, and now the biggest problem is how to go back, there is no one around to the indication signs, except for those divine beasts flying in the sky, there is not even a single cloud, and the ground is even more desperate, except for the grass is grass, you can't see the edge at a glance.

Fang Xun didn't have any concept of time here, plus he didn't know how long he had been asleep just now, and now he couldn't imagine how long it had been since he closed his eyes and accepted the inheritance, if it was like some passages in the legend, seven days in the cave, and a thousand years in the world, then Fang Xun could be depressed to death.

"Let me out. Fang Xun looked up to the sky and shouted, not only could he not perceive his body here, but even the life connection with the Qilin was temporarily interrupted, the only advantage was that the voice that had been whispering in Fang Xun's consciousness was gone, which was also one of the reasons why Fang Xun fell asleep so easily just now.

However, Fang Xun would rather that whispering voice come back than his consciousness to fall alone in this strange space.