Nangong Fan walked between the ruins and the yellow sand at will, and wherever he went, it all depended on his feelings.

When he was completely confused, Nangong Fan chose to follow his heart.

Something was calling out to the bloodline in his body that belonged to the ancient barbarians.

You can't just call and don't do things, right?

Nangong Fan could only pin his hopes on this unwarranted thing at this time, after all, let him look for an opportunity, looking at this place full of broken walls, he would probably choose to go to the woods to find a few spiritual grasses and go home.

Alas, being too pragmatic is also a bad problem.

Nangong Fan thought beautifully, so he almost took a book out and turned a few pages, showing that he had lived to learn all the time.

It seems to have passed through a layer of ripples.

Nangong Fan's eyes shrank suddenly, and before he could see what was happening, his appearance changed dramatically.

A tall building towers above the sky, and it looks like a god standing here.

The building is preceded by a wide platform with a pedestal in the middle of which is inlaid with a hexagonal spar.

The spar shimmered with colorful brilliance, Nangong Fan looked at the spar, and couldn't help lowering his head to look at the spar he had just taken off from his clothes.

"The 'key' that followed is really like. Nangong Fan sighed, he didn't expect that he was just following his feelings, and he really found the right place.

This place is separated from the city that has completely decayed in the outside world, as if it is in another time and space.

Nangong Fan turned his head slightly, looking at the city submerged in the yellow sand, and was amazed by the strength of the ancient barbarians.

These methods are completely incomprehensible to him now, and it seems that he still underestimates this force that can own a secret realm alone.

There is no yellow sand to cover his vision, there is no hiding person around here, and he didn't find the figure of the evil cultivator when he looked around, Nangong Fan guessed that he should have entered the building in front of him.

Catching a turtle in an urn?

This is not Nangong Fan's arrogance, fighting with the barbarians for so long, after the death of the Zilong Priest Immortal, the barbarians are left with only Hu Teng, a consummation powerhouse, even if Qianyi can briefly burst out with consummation combat power, it will not pose any threat to Nangong Fan.

When Nangong Fan was sure that the evil cultivator was a barbarian, he was destined to be a game of cat and mouse.

Of course, Nangong Fan did not fail to consider the possibility that the evil cultivator had the possibility of concealing his strength to achieve consummation in secret.

But it has to be someone who has never seen the priest of Zilong, and in the strange state of the priest of Zilong before his death, no one can hide anything in front of him.

And the barbarians, except for a few high-ranking and low-ranking powerhouses in the tribes, all participated in the battle of Beiliang City, and they had all seen the Zilong priest before that.

Even if that evil cultivation is consummated, it has only recently broken through to consummation. Nangong Fan was really not afraid at all in his heart.

has arrived at the place, Nangong Fan suddenly relaxed, and suddenly a childlike heart arose, and he took a step back in a hurry.

Watching half of his body disappear under a layer of ripples, this layer of ripples is like the surface of water, and when I look at it like this, my legs seem to be broken.

Nangong Fan felt that this was very interesting, and wanted to figure out what the principle was, if he knew how to do this, wouldn't he be able to easily deceive the people who were fighting with him?

Raise your head and step back slightly, landing right on the ripples.

The eyes seem to be split in half, one half is the blue sky on the side of the magnificent building, and the other side is full of yellow sand.

"This ripple doesn't seem to exist?"

Seeing two pictures with one eye, Nangong Fan even felt that his mind would be confused if he continued to look like this, so he had to lower his head and retreat again.

The whole body withdrew from the ripples.

There is a piece of yellow sand in front of you, and there is still the shadow of a magnificent building.

"It's amazing!" Nangong Fan sighed, and after understanding that this method was not something he could understand, he raised his steps and stepped through the ripples.

How can you be comfortable under this normal sky with yellow sand?

Nangong Fan carefully scanned the space under the protection of this ripple.

In addition to the magnificent building, there is only the pedestal, which is simple and straightforward.

"It seems to be the most important place in this city, and it is quite mysterious. Nangong Fan yawned and slowly walked towards the door.

Push the door, but don't move.

Push again, but still don't move.

I don't believe in this evil, and push it with all my might.

Nangong Fan sat on the ground and scratched his head.

If he wasn't afraid of the sudden ancestors, he would just break it and scold, scolding him for three days and two nights without repeating.

As a former dragon city gentleman, there are still some words about this.

"Who the hell is so busy with the door?"

Roaring out like this, Nangong Fan felt a lot more comfortable, and rubbed his bruised buttocks, fortunately, the bamboo pole figure had already been raised, and there was a lot of meat, otherwise it would be difficult to stand up.

Nangong Fan looked up and down at the giant gate that made him suffer, "Is this a door for people to pass through?"

Nangong Fan gave up the idea of being more serious with this door, it was afraid that it would accidentally collapse and squash itself.

"How did the evil cultivator get in? Could it be that he is still behind me? If I hadn't walked out of the place?"

I can't figure it out, Nangong Fan doesn't bother to think about it.

The building couldn't even enter the door, so Nangong Fan retreated from the steps and came to the side of the pedestal.

There are only two things worth looking into here.

Nangong Fan's eyes lit up, looking at the hexagonal spar on this pedestal, a small piece of spar can take people from the starry sky realm to this secret realm, and dig down all the spars that are bigger than his own head, isn't that a hair?

Involuntarily, a string of saliva flowed, this is definitely a good thing, not to be missed!

Of course, Nangong Fan was just greedy and thinking about it, knowing that this thing was not so easy to take off from the pedestal.

Alas, it hurts to see such a large amount of wealth, but not be able to get it!

You have to try it anyway.

This pedestal is almost exactly one person high, and with this spar as a head, it looks a bit like a human.

Nangong Fan walked up to the pedestal and glanced around, the stones that make up the pedestal didn't seem to be a simple thing, even the materials of the magnificent building were the same.

The only two things that have survived to this day in this ruin are the best of the best.

It's a pity that I can't take it away.

Nangong Fan walked around this pedestal twice, but he didn't find any use for this pedestal.

When the hand touches this spar, the brilliance is incomparable, and there is nothing

Could it be that this strange spar is just for decoration?

Nangong Fan didn't believe it, thinking that in the cave, the spar directly pierced his finger and sucked his own blood to activate it, is it like this?

Biting your fingers, you really need some time to think about it.

Nangong Fan was already thinking that he hadn't reaped any benefits, and he had bled out in vain.

He gritted his teeth, and his face was full of death.

"Snort. ”

The fingertips were bitten, and Nangong Fan smeared the blood on the spar.

The brilliance flowed, and a ribbon completely formed by energy stretched out, wrapping Nangong Fan and disappearing in place.

This is?

Nangong Fan felt that he was in a state of weightlessness, his surroundings were full of streamers, and his pupils were instantly filled with light spots of various colors.

Red, orange, red, green, blue, purple......

There is also the color of Nangong Fan's name that he can't name at all.

Each color seems to represent a property, but what does the same color mean?

It's like being in the ocean, surrounded by fish paddling.

Nangong Fan was stunned, what is the situation?

Subconsciously, I want to catch a point of light floating in front of me.

"Don't move!" a faint voice sounded in the sea of knowledge.

"Hmm. Nangong Fan stopped all movements in an instant, and watched the blue light pass through his fingertips. I felt inexplicably lost, as if I had missed something.

But the trust in the person who made the voice quickly squeezed the loss away, and the blue soul opened his eyes and said softly, "Old fellow, I thought you were dead!"

"If you burp, I'll be fine. The Blood Demon Son appeared in Nangong Fan Zhihai and rolled his eyes lazily, "You remember that this kind of light point that obviously has a representative attribute aura is generally inherited. ”

"Legacy?"

"Yes, it's inheritance. It's just one exercise. The Blood Demon Son said with a big grin, "The pillar outside is the inheritance pillar that many forces will use. Generally, a person can only take down one exercise book. ”

"Others hail it as a 'talent quality checker'. Spiritual exercises are implanted into it, and each person's talent is judged by the number and number of exercises they induce. ”

"What about me?" Nangong Fan secretly said in his heart that he was lucky, and he almost chose the worst exercise that appeared at the beginning. It's not that I'm greedy for this exercise, but it's a shame to say it.

Nangong Fan looked at the dense dots of light in front of him, judging from the color alone, could he be a full-attribute physique? But under normal circumstances, isn't this synonymous with waste?

Maybe his talent is not as high as he imagined. But judging from the number of induces, all this is a mystery.

"Talent can grow. The Blood Demon Son said lazily, "Talent is composed of many aspects, and comprehension and physique account for the two most important links. ”

"Then what do you mean by making me wait?" Nangong Fan shook his head, he really couldn't be too interested in these exercises.

"Hey, looking at the specifications of this inheritance pillar and the tall god statue outside, this deceased barbarian tribe should not have been weak before. Maybe it's still a force I know well. The Blood Demon Son said lightly, "The most important of them is not far behind, even if it is not as good as the Dao Classic. ”

"It's not far from the Daodian?" Nangong Fan finally became a little interested.

"Why is the Taoist code called the Taoist codex? It is that the records in it can point directly to the avenue, but it is also very extensive. Just like your maternal great-grandfather, he definitely cultivated the Taoist scriptures, but he also went on a different path. In fact, the Taoist canon is just a general outline, which contains all the enlightenments of countless people before and after their enlightenment. ”

"The Taoist canon is more like the foundation of a force. It can make a force develop in many ways and in an all-round way. ”

"And the tribe in front of them, if it doesn't go into ruin, and it will prosper for billions of years, all their exercises can be combined into one, and that is the Taoist canon. ”

"There are saints, read ten thousand books and condense the way. Every instinctive practice for enlightenment is worth working hard to obtain. A flash of inspiration from others may be the cornerstone of your enlightenment. The Blood Demon laughed, "That's a big deal." ”

As the words of the blood demon fell, Nangong Fan observed carefully, and sure enough, some points of light were more vivid.

He kept his eyes on a point of light, and found that he came from the sky, streaked past him, and quickly disappeared.

How many exercises are hidden in this inheritance pillar?

It's no wonder that the barbarians bring their tribe's Tianjiao to this place every ten years.

The further back you go, the brighter the light becomes. But in the same way, there are fewer and fewer points of light dancing in the sky.

There are even a few points of light that have already appeared in human form, making comparisons out of thin air, deducing the mastery of the exercises they have recorded. tried to get Nangong Fan's attention and take him into his pocket.

To be honest, at this point, Nangong Fan is really a little moved.

A complete set of exercises, in addition to the cultivation method, the moves are also essential, and there are many points worth seeing.

With the guidance of the exercises, it is possible to realize a new law from it in the future.