I don't know how much time has passed, Xiao Fan in the secret room, his face is red and white, and his breath is extremely weird, coming and going. Spiritual power fluctuations are sometimes extremely powerful, far better than usual; Sometimes it doesn't fluctuate at all, like a mortal. Only his eyes were always clear, and it was obvious that the Lingtai had always been clear and had not fallen into the demonic barrier.

After using the method of internal vision again and checking the situation in his body, Xiao Fan no longer hesitated, and with a movement of his mind, the "Qiankun Ding" emerged and slowly rotated in front of his chest.

During this time, after several consecutive attempts, Xiao Fan found that he had never been able to relieve the crisis in his body, and the violent qi of the Silver Wing Lei Peng's vitality, the blood pill essence and the fire spirit blade were entangled and fighting with each other, all wanting to dominate and control his physical body.

At the critical juncture, Xiao Fan could only concentrate the small amount of Haoran Righteous Qi that he could still mobilize and protect his spiritual platform to prevent it from being invaded by those alien spiritual powers. If the altar is really polluted, it will really be over.

For now, however, the situation is not encouraging.

If you don't try to suppress those alien spiritual powers in the short term, or guide them, it won't be long before Xiao Fan's golden pill will be broken, and the end will be an explosion and death.

When communicating with Mikhail the other day, Mikhail talked about this phenomenon. Regardless of the actual situation, some cultivators blindly took extremely strong pills, but as a result, their physical bodies could not withstand the huge medicinal power, and they eventually exploded.

Xiao Fan estimated that he made the same mistake by accident.

Seeing that the situation was urgent, Xiao Fan finally sacrificed the "Qiankun Ding" again.

Only by finding a way to get out of the body and enter the Sumeru space to ask the Qingyang Patriarch for advice. And Xiao Fan has always been thinking about teaching the method of "Heaven and Man" to the Qingyang Patriarch.

The teaching of the Fa by the sixty-fourth generation disciple to the thirty-eighth generation patriarch sounds strange enough. But things are impermanent, especially in the cultivation realm. Anything strange can happen, and when you think about it, it's nothing.

However, Xiao Fan was not sure that he would be able to enter the Sumeru space again.

He has entered the "Qiankun Ding" twice, both of which are under special circumstances. The first time was because the Ghost King Skeleton inspired some of the prohibitions of the "Qiankun Ding", and Baoding took the initiative to suck Xiao Fan's Yuan Shen into it. The second time was in the depths of the Great Snow Mountain, and it was also in the cave where Master Zongjia had cultivated and attained enlightenment. Moreover, Xiao Fan found the whole book of "Heavenly and Human Appearance" there, which shows that Master Zongjia and Wujimen have a lot of origins. In the cave where he once cultivated the Tao, there was some kind of magical power. So that Xiao Fan was able to go out of the body again and enter the "Qiankun Ding".

The reason why Xiao Fan decided to try to enter the Sumeru space again in the depths of the earth was mainly because he was forced to be helpless and had to be. Again. Here are the ruins of a spatial passage somewhere. "Qiankun Ding" once absorbed some spatial power from the mouth of the cone in the depths of the sea of blood, and perhaps this was the right place.

Xiao Fan remembered that Patriarch Qingyang once said that as long as the location is appropriate, the spatial supernatural power of "Qiankun Ding" can be stimulated.

As for what kind of Cheng dù can be stimulated, it is unknown.

Xiao Fan guessed that he really wanted to enter the tripod at any time. At the very least, it is possible to condense the Yuan Baby. After all, with the body of the Yuan Baby, it means that the Yuan Shen can move independently in a short period of time.

Not like now. I can only try my luck with apprehension.

The small tripod, which was inches high, slowly rotated in front of Xiao Fan's chest, and the chaotic pattern on the tripod's body automatically shone brightly.

Xiao Fan's eyes suddenly lit up.

It seems that his speculation is correct, in the ruins of this spatial passage, some of the magical powers of the "Qiankun Ding" are really easier to be stimulated. Maybe it has something to do with the spatial power that I drew from the cone at the bottom of the sea of blood a few days ago.

Xiao Fan sat cross-legged, pinched the trick with his left hand, carefully mobilized a trace of spiritual power in his body, raised the second finger of his right hand, and gently pointed at the "Qiankun Ding", and a magic trick shot out and entered the "Qiankun Ding". Who knew that in this way, it immediately triggered the few alien mana that had just recovered its calm, and it immediately became active again.

Xiao Fan was shocked, and with a song of the two fingers of his right hand, he planned to cut off the connection with the "Qiankun Ding", take back the mana, and protect his spiritual platform with all his might. It's just that although Xiao Fan moved quickly, he was a little late.

"Qiankun Ding" was like a big whirlpool, firmly absorbing the mana shot out of his fingers, and refused to let go. Immediately after, the chaotic pattern of Dingkou spun rapidly, forming a funnel-shaped vortex of about three feet, continuously absorbing the alien mana in Xiao Fan's body.

Baoding shines brightly.

Xiao Fan couldn't help but be surprised and delighted, pinched the trick, said something in his mouth, and slowly probed his divine sense into the ding.

The speed at which the "Qiankun Ding" absorbed mana became faster and faster, and the light became more and more abundant.

"Whoosh-"

Xiao Fan's primordial spirit left his body and shot into the "Qiankun Ding" like lightning.

The next moment, Xiao Fan's spirit body pierced out from between the walls. For some reason, every time Xiao Fan enters the Sumeru space in the "Qiankun Ding", he uses this wall as the entrance, and can only enter this small independent space, and he doesn't know anything about other places in the "Qiankun Ding", and he can't go.

According to the description of the Qingyang Patriarch, the "Qiankun Ding" is a famous space treasure in the entire immortal cultivation world, and its interior is by no means just such a small independent space, it should be very large, and may even contain a small world.

Naturally, this is also the relevant record that Patriarch Qingyang saw in the ancient classics, whether it is true or false, but there is no way to verify. For more than a thousand years, the Yuan Shen of the Qingyang Patriarch was also trapped in the "mansion" of the Great Tianzun and could not go anywhere else.

But at this moment, Xiao Fan didn't have the heart to pay attention to this, and immediately turned to the wooden cloister and walked quickly to the inner courtyard.

"Xiao Fan, I knew it was you who came. This time, why did you make a big commotion? ”

As soon as he arrived in the inner courtyard, the hearty laughter of Patriarch Qingyang sounded.

Under an apricot blossom tree in the courtyard, the white-robed Qingyang Patriarch sat in front of a stone table, on which a pot of tea was placed, and the fragrance of tea was curling. Looking at Xiao Fan, he looked very happy.

In fact, the Qingyang Patriarch is now a spirit body, and he has long ceased to eat the fireworks of the world. This pot of tea is made of divine consciousness, and it is just to entertain yourself.

Xiao Fan was slightly stunned, and said in surprise: "Ancestor, there hasn't been much movement, isn't it still the same as the previous two times?" ”

"Hey, not yet! A few days ago, the spatial fluctuations of 'Qiankun Ding' were so drastic. What's going on? ”

Xiao Fan suddenly realized.

In this way, it should be when at the bottom of the sea of blood some time ago, when the "Qiankun Ding" absorbed the power of the cone-mouth space. Let the Qingyang Patriarch who lives in the Sumeru space have a sense.

"Ancestor, I've found the ruins of a spatial passage."

"Oh?"

Patriarch Qingyang's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Tell me where you found it."

Xiao Fan smiled slightly, and he was not polite. Confess to the patriarch of Qingyang. He sat down across from him. Although he entered the Sumeru space for help this time because of an abnormality in his practice, he was not in a hurry, and there was still time to chat and talk with Qingyang Patriarch.

Listening to Xiao Fan's eloquent words, he was not slow or sick, but the Qingyang Patriarch was shocked, his eyebrows became tighter and tighter, and he said, "There is such a thing? That's where you are now. Isn't that bad? ”

"Exactly. The disciple is now overwhelmed by those different kinds of true qi, and he has come to ask the ancestor for advice. ”

Xiao Fan said respectfully.

"Huh. I, the patriarch, have never even reached the edge of the 'Heavenly and Human Appearance', I'm afraid I can't help you......"

Patriarch Qingyang stroked his snow-white beard and said with some self-deprecation.

This is also true, Xiao Fan has now set foot in the "Heaven and Man Realm", and has succeeded in condensing the golden pill, since the collapse of the space passage, this is the supreme realm that no one has reached in the past generations of Wuji Sect disciples. Although Xie Qingyang is the ancestor of Wujimen, in terms of cultivation, he is far inferior to the younger generation in front of him who was born more than a thousand years later.

Patriarch Qingyang didn't know anything about Xiao Fan's current realm, so naturally he couldn't come up with any good way.

"But I guess you don't want to come to me to solve your doubts, you should still pin your hopes on the Great Heavenly Venerable's Treasure Pavilion. So don't delay, let's go to the back garden first. ”

Patriarch Qingyang is an open-minded person, and he will not be "envious, jealous and hateful" for Xiao Fan, a junior, and after laughing, he immediately said with concern.

Xiao Fan hurriedly said: "Ancestor, it's not in a hurry to enter the 'Treasure Pavilion', I still present the chapter of 'Heaven and Man' to the ancestor first, maybe I can let the ancestor step on the road of eternal life." ”

I haven't seen him for a few months, and Patriarch Qingyang seems to be getting a little older than before. It seems that even if it is a spirit body, it will not be able to hold on for too long. Only by quickly cultivating the "Heavenly and Human Appearances" may be able to change this situation.

When Patriarch Qingyang heard this, he nodded, did not refuse, and said: "It's okay, anyway, it won't take long to copy a piece of exercise, so you can come with me." ”

"Yes."

Xiao Fan replied respectfully.

At that moment, Patriarch Qingyang led Xiao Fan into a side room. This wing room is fully stocked with bookshelves and looks like it should be a study. It's just that what makes Xiao Fan strange is that what is placed on the bookshelf is not a book of books, but a piece of blue-yellow bamboo slips. It is about two fingers wide, half a finger thick, and four inches long. Instead of running together, they are neatly arranged on the shelves.

For a while, Xiao Fan was a little puzzled, and he didn't know what these bamboo slips were for.

Patriarch Qingyang walked straight over, took one of the bamboo slips, handed it to Xiao Fan, and said: "This is the jade mountain bamboo used by cultivators to store pattern materials, no need for paper, inkstone, pen and ink, just use your divine sense to engrave the required content on it." ”

"Huh?"

Xiao Fan couldn't help but be surprised, and took the bamboo slip suspiciously, and kept looking at it in his hand, his face full of surprise.

Qingyang Patriarch smiled: "This jade mangosteen is the most common kind of spiritual wood in the cultivation realm, and it used to be everywhere. Since the collapse of Middle-earth, the spiritual energy has dried up, and all the spiritual trees have gradually withered and died, so you will naturally not be able to find it. However, the mansion of Da Tianzun still leaves a lot of blank bamboo slips. ”

"Did the Great Heavenly Venerable stay?"

Xiao Fan hurriedly asked, his face showing joy.

Qingyang Patriarch shook his head again and again, and said, "I know what you want to say, the really useful things are all placed in the 'Treasure Pavilion', and what is left outside is irrelevant." Otherwise, I wouldn't have been trapped here for more than a thousand years, at a loss, and I didn't make an inch of progress in my cultivation. ”

Xiao Fan couldn't help but smile to himself.

Such a simple truth, he could think of it, and when the Qingyang Patriarch entered this Sumeru space, he could also think of it. It seems that Da Tianzun really did it deliberately.

This is also understandable, after all, I don't know how many years later, whether this "Qiankun Ding" will still remain in the hands of Wujimen people. If it is taken away by the enemy, once someone inadvertently enters here, won't the inheritance of the Great Heavenly Venerable fall into the hands of the enemy?

And to open the Treasure Pavilion, Xiao Fan believes that it is not a Wuji heir, and it is absolutely impossible. Even if the Qingyang Patriarch didn't have that kind of fate, for more than a thousand years, he could only stare at the Treasure Pavilion.

At that moment, he took the jade mountain bamboo, and according to the instructions of the Qingyang patriarch, he pasted the bamboo slip on his forehead, and let his divine consciousness slowly soak into it.

This jade mountain bamboo is really magical, and after a while, Xiao Fan looked surprised and handed the bamboo slip back to the Qingyang Patriarch.

Patriarch Qingyang hurriedly took it, and also pasted the bamboo slip on his forehead, and the complete sixfold chapter of "Heaven and Man" appeared word for word in his sea of divine consciousness, and he couldn't help but be full of joy on his face.

With this cultivation method, perhaps everything will become different from before. (To be continued......)