"Huh?" As soon as Zhou Tian finished speaking, a strange look appeared on his face, and then there was a surprise.

"Zhou Xiaoyou, what's wrong?" Qing San's eyes were always on him, and seeing his strange expression, he asked nervously.

Of course, it wasn't Zhou Tian who was nervous, but the sapling of the Ancient Heart Tree.

Zhou Tian said with a smile: "It's nothing, young seniors, thank you, the juniors are in Fangshan first, come out and talk to the seniors." ”

Weird, because at first he only felt the joy conveyed by the Ding Fu;

The surprise was that he could finally communicate with the remnant soul of the five-colored divine tree in the tripod talisman.

It's not that verbal communication, it's a simple conscious exchange, but it's a big step forward.

According to the information from the remnant soul of the five-colored divine tree, its remnant soul seems to be able to merge into the sapling of the ancient heart tree, and after the fusion, there are some things that the ancient heart tree does not need but are suitable for him can be fed back to him, ask him when to accept them, those things seem to be very important to him.

Since the things that are fed back are very important, of course Zhou Tian is not good to accept them now, according to his predictions, it is estimated that it is something useful for his immortal Dao refinement, and this is not a good place to cultivate.

"Come with me!" Qing San didn't ask much, Fang Yu and Fang Lingshi said goodbye first, and Qing San took Zhou Tian to the entrance of Fang Mountain, and said to Zhou Tian: "Take out Fang Shan's nameplate, and then enter the divine thoughts into it until the conditions are met." ”

Zhou Tian did as he said, injecting divine thoughts into the nameplate, his body shook slightly, only to feel that a strong suction force was born in the nameplate, frantically absorbing his divine thoughts, but in an instant, his divine consciousness power was actually taken away by one percent.

Fortunately, that's all there is to it, and then the nameplate lit up with a yellow light, the yellow light shone at the entrance of Fang Mountain, the space was distorted, and then a pillar of light shot out, enveloping Zhou Tian in it, and the next moment, Zhou Tian was swept away by the pillar of light, the space fluctuations disappeared, and Fang Shan returned to quiet.

"What a powerful divine sense......" Qing San looked in horror at the direction in which Zhou Tian had disappeared.

There are also conditions to enter Fang Mountain, if your own divine thoughts are not enough to fill the nameplate, the portal cannot be opened, under normal circumstances, to open the Fang Mountain portal, you need to have a Fang Mountain guardian watching from the side, if the divine thought is insufficient, the guardian will help.

And this is also a place to test the potential of a Fang family's children.

Generally speaking, the shorter the time it takes for the divine mind to fill the nameplate, the stronger the person's divine consciousness and the greater the potential.

Since Qingsan guarded Fang Mountain, even if the Fang family's most powerful potential six-rank master activates the nameplate, it will take more than forty breaths, and for generations, as a heavenly master inherited by the Fang family's heavenly masters, when in the seven-rank realm, the fastest time to activate the nameplate also needs to be more than ten breaths.

And this young man who only cultivates in the Qi Gathering Period, the entire time to activate the nameplate is not more than three breaths, and if you calculate it carefully, it is only more than two breaths, such a powerful divine sense, and such a potential to defy the sky...... Qing San was shocked when he thought about it, and then he was surprised.

"The demonic genius who has not come out for ten thousand years, the genius who awakened the ancient heart sapling, finally appeared in our family, God bless!" Qing San's face showed excitement, and then he stepped out, and his figure disappeared abruptly, as if he had never existed.

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On a mountain range like a dragon's back, there are many caves, where the heaven and earth are full of vitality, clouds and mist, and the sound of the sky is ethereal, as if there is the sound of the avenue singing.

Outside of these many caves, on top of a single peak, a purple pavilion is towering, and the eaves are surrounded by four elephants, shining in all directions.

The space fluctuated, a portal burst open, and a figure stepped out, appearing in the small square in front of the pavilion, it was Qingsan.

"Little third son, if you don't guard Fang Mountain, how can you have time to run back?" An old man is holding a broom and sweeping the ground in a small square where there is no garbage at all, but his movements do not look like sweeping the floor, but drawing on the ground with a broom.

"Elegy for the seniors, the juniors want to see the ancestor of Dongyun." Qing San said respectfully to the old man.

After the old man's broom waved a few times again, he stopped, raised his head in a slight astonishment, and a light like a star flashed in his cloudy eyes, and disappeared in a flash, and said lightly: "You know the rules." ”

Qing San nodded, and walked to a small circle in the middle of the small square to stand still.

The old man's face became extremely stern, and he walked in front of Qing San, the broom in his hand flashed, and the broom immediately turned into a golden two-foot brush.

"Little third son, you have thought about it, with a stroke of life, you will have to pay for twenty years of life, this is not child's play. What is so important that it is so? The old man said solemnly.

Qing San said with a resolute face: "The ancient heart sapling is alive." Ancestor Zeng Yun, who makes the tree of living hearts, must be the one who breaks the game. Now that the situation is broken, the younger generations dare not slack off. ”

"Really?" The old man of the elegy also showed excitement on his face.

"Little Sanzi, what you said is true?" A figure appeared out of thin air, as if tearing through space, and it was an old man, with his eyebrows and clouds, not like the ordinary people in the world.

"Little third son, it's a big trouble, can you see it clearly? Every time Dongyun Ancestor opens the Xuankou, it will have a great impact on him, and your twenty years of life cannot be compared to that of Ancestor. Another figure came across the void, but it was a middle-aged Confucian student, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and the stars in his eyes.

"I've seen the predecessors of Wuhang and Ma Zhen, if Qingsan is not 100% sure, how dare he alarm Dongyun Ancestor." Qing San respectfully saluted the two of them.

"Don't be in a hurry, tell me what you know in detail, and I'll help you read it again." The middle-aged Confucian eyebrows are lightly spread, like clouds and seas, giving people a sense of calm and tranquility.

Qing San didn't dare to hide it, and told the matter as it was.

"You can't awaken the spirit of the heart tree unless you have the spirit of the ancients." The old man caress his beard and head without hanging.

"The body of gathering qi, the inscription of two breaths, this son should be against the sky!" A smile finally appeared on Ma Zhen's face.

"Be a game-breaker!" The old man of the elegy also nodded.

The three old men glanced at each other, they all nodded, no hanging, and Ma Zhen retreated at the same time, and the old man waved his pen, and twenty golden silk hooks fell to the top of Qing San's head, and a wisp of life marks were hung out by the golden hook, Qing San's face became pale as paper, and his gray hair turned white, as if he was dozens of years old all of a sudden.

With a stroke of the old man's pen, twenty wisps of life imprints formed a mysterious magic circle in the air, blooming with a powerful breath of life, and then submerged into a round ball on the top of the pavilion.

In an instant, the ball descended a pillar of light, directly submerging the three rolls of Qing.

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