Zhao Fan stepped into the door of the medicine garden, and at the same time, there were many streamers of different colors flying towards him from all directions.

"Little Red, Little Yellow, Black ......!" Zhao Fan said a lot of colored names in one breath.

The next moment.

The streamers fell to the ground, and when they froze, they revealed their original appearance.

The big rooster with shiny feathers, the big yellow dog with the divine horse, the black sparrow, the gray donkey with the old dragon clock...... There are twelve animals in total!

But they are all demon beasts, and the lowest realm is also the Demon Venerable Realm!

Collectively known as the twelve protectors of the Medicine Garden, they are also Zhao Fan's playmates in the past.

"Little Lord."

"I'm back, I'm finally back!"

"I miss you!"

The Twelve Dharma Protectors said nonchalantly, although they were limited by the oath that they would not touch the many elixirs planted on the ground, but for a long time, inhaling the air containing the fragrance of medicine, ascension was like playing, but they were still trapped by the barriers in the Dao, and it took a lot of time to break through an obstacle.

"I miss you too." Zhao Fan smiled with emotion.

The twelve Dharma Protectors surrounded him, and they were very excited.

Zhao Fan touched his head one by one, then sat cross-legged on the ground, and talked with them for a long time.

After talking about the old days, Zhao Fan got up and said, "Now I'm going to the forbidden land, and I'll introduce someone to you when I get back to you." ”

"Yes, yes."

The Twelve Dharma Protectors nodded obediently.

Then, Zhao Fan slowly walked towards the depths of the medicine garden, and it took him about five minutes to reach the end, which was a plain wall.

Zhao Fan raised his hands and put his palms against the wall, and as soon as his mind moved, the talisman to open the forbidden land flew out of the Jialan Sumeru jade, suspended between Zhao Fan's face and the wall.

A golden glow appeared on the talisman and sank into the walls.

In an instant, complex patterns appeared on the walls, like gossip, but completely different.

The golden brilliance swam like a fish on the lines.

After a while.

A doorway appeared in the middle of the wall.

Zhao Fan withdrew his hands, picked up the talisman in the void, and stepped in.

The gaze was in a trance for a second.

Zhao Fan came to a very large stone room, in front of him, there was a row of lifelike sculptures, and even, the eyes of the sculptures, like locking the young man who came in, changed with his position, which was very infiltrating.

The last time Zhao Fan came to the forbidden land, it was just when he first worshiped the Great Creation Lineage, when he was young, his impression was not very clear, he remembered that his uncle and grandfather said that all the sculptures, from left to right, are the incarnations of the mana condensed by the ancestors of the past generations, and they can be preserved forever.

And the last one of the sculptures is my uncle's.

In this way, Zhao Fan began to kowtow.

The position of the first patriarch is that Luban and Mozi stand side by side.

One hundred.

The second generation of patriarchs.

One hundred.

……

When he finished kowtowing to the last sculpture symbolizing his uncle and grandfather, Zhao Fan's scalp was light, he didn't cheat and play tricks, and every kowtow was really heartfelt.

It is worth mentioning that the head of the body of the Holy Realm did not cause any damage to the ground, and not even a trace of crack appeared, because the forbidden land is the core area of the Great Array of the Divine Realm, and all the materials, no matter how ordinary they are, will be blessed by the magic array, and even the full force of the peak of the Holy Realm cannot be destroyed.

After Zhao Fan got up, he crossed the row of sculptures and looked at the "Heavenly Master Demon Map" on the wall.

Immediately.

His whole body seemed to have turned into a stone, stupid there, motionless.

Zhao Fan felt that his soul was pulled into the world of "Heavenly Master Fu Demon Map", experiencing all things in the world, it seemed like a moment, and it seemed like a thousand years.

I don't know how long it has been.

Zhao Fan's soul returned to its place, but he was panting roughly, sweating profusely, drop after drop of sweat, falling down his chin and shattering into several petals......