Chapter 662: The Origin of the Dao

Fang Cun Mountain is actually a painting of the Bodhi Patriarch?

Not only that, the size is really only a square inch!

Zhao Fan was as shocked as if listening to the Arabian Nights, he closed his eyes and meditated on the grass under his feet and the nearby flowers and trees, but he didn't find any difference between them and real plants and plants, but the only difference is that it contains eternal vitality that will not be extinguished, whether it is a year or a hundred years, a thousand years, ten thousand years, or even the end of the earth, flowers and trees will not wither and wither.

"I came to a painting." Zhao Fan vaguely seemed to have realized something, but he never understood the true meaning.

He had an intuition that if he fully realized it, he would have a deeper understanding of the Tao!

As everyone knows, Zhao Fan's loss of consciousness has passed quietly for a long time.

"Brother Zhao?" Wei Ruofeng's voice next to him fell into his ears.

Zhao Fan suddenly came back to his senses and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, I accidentally thought about it, eh?" Why is it dark? ”

"Ahem, since you entered the mountain, the sun and the moon have alternated nine times." Wei Ruofeng gave a thumbs up and said: "In the past, every visitor would be like this when he first entered the mountain, but the one who had been in the mountain for the longest time was only three days and three nights. ”

"Huh?"

Zhao Fanke was shocked by these words, he hurriedly calculated, nine days and nine nights have really passed!

Then he smiled awkwardly: "You waited for a long time, why didn't you wake me up during the period?" ”

"Brother Zhao has a relationship with me." Wei Ruofeng nodded and said: "That kind of feeling can't be regained, so I didn't interrupt until I realized that you had withdrawn from consciousness and shouted, let's go, there is my Demon Spirit Platform in front of me." ”

As the old saying goes, there are clouds: Lingtai Fangcun Mountain, Leaning Moon Sanxing Cave.

The spiritual platform in Fangcun Mountain is the location of the demon lineage.

And the three-star cave is the vein of the oblique moon.

Zhao Fan followed Wei Ruofeng's side, walking forward, as he kept getting closer, he noticed that the aura in the air was getting thicker and thicker, and finally when a large platform with a glimmer of light came into view, the aura was already thick to the level of viscous condensation!

"That's the Lingtai?"

After Zhao Fan came to Fangcun Mountain, he didn't know how many times he was shocked in his heart.

The platform is about a kilometer long and 500 meters wide, and the ground is like a mirror, but what can be presented is not a reflection reflected by a mirror, but a variety of phenomena in the world, full of mysterious mysteries.

It seems that everything that happens in the world, every second in every place, is constantly playing out in it.

Standing on the edge of the Lingtai, even with Zhao Fan's "Vientiane Heart Sutra" and "Soul Tribulation Secret Codex", it is completely impossible to distinguish whether the sentient beings are essentially the illusions created by the Lingtai or the projections of the sentient beings reflected in the Lingtai, and the reality is uncertain.

Zhao Fan saw it again.

I don't know how long it has been, it seems like a moment, and it seems like ten thousand years.

Zhao Fan's consciousness finally returned to his body, he looked at Wei Ruofeng who was sitting on the ground next to him sleeping with one hand on his cheeks, and his first reaction was to pinch his fingers to count the time.

As a result, I was scared again.

Nearly a month......

Twenty-nine days have passed!

Not only that, but a thin layer of dust fell on Zhao Fan's body.

"Brother Wei." He shouted tentatively.

Wei Ruofeng's head trembled, then he woke up and asked, "It's over?" ”

"Sorry to keep you waiting." Zhao Fan was embarrassed.

"Little things."

Wei Ruofeng's voice fell, and then he found that almost a month had passed, and he asked in surprise: "The first glimpse of the spiritual platform, how long has it been for so long?" ”

"Well...... Zhao Fan nodded and said: "It seems that that feeling has deepened again, but it is not enough." ”

"Oh my God."