Fang Yuan traveled all the way to the west, and when he passed by Tianyin Temple, he quietly went to the back mountain and stayed in front of the jade wall of the back mountain for a while, and then quietly left after the Great Dao Zhu recorded the Book of Heaven.

At this time, Pu Hong and all the disciples went to register the information, Tianyin Temple was empty, and thousands of soldiers outside were still surrounding this ancient temple. Maybe he won't evacuate until Shangfeng confirms that Tianyin Temple has no reservations. It also made Fang Yuan have some less hands and feet.

After a few more days of westward travel, the population gradually decreased, and on this day, there were not a few villages for hundreds of miles, and in front of the last small village that had been completely deserted, when Fang Yuan saw a slanted stone tablet engraved with the three words Dawangzhuang, he knew that he was about to reach the Death Swamp.

The Heavenly Emperor's Treasury was directly opened after Fang Yuan collected the four volumes of the Book of Heaven, which was the last inheritance left by the Heavenly Emperor to this world. If the people of this realm were not so selfish, they abandoned the view of the portal, and gathered the four volumes of the Heavenly Book early to open the treasure house, and the five volumes of the Heavenly Book were enough to cultivate to the peak of this realm, and they would have broken the realm and soared.

The Death Swamp could not allow ordinary people and beasts to survive, and the rotting mire could be filled with people everywhere, except for aquatic plants and water swamps, only trees occasionally existed, and the rest was barren. This is a place that is more dangerous than the desert, and the living environment is not much better.

The location of the Emperor's Treasury is quite conspicuous in the Death Swamp. Fang Yuan looked at the Death Swamp all the way, and walked on the ground in the Death Swamp where others did not dare to come down and walk, and in one day, he went deep into the hinterland and saw the giant tree that reached to the sky.

The trunk of the tree wrapped in the mist could not see the edge. Like a mountain, it reaches into the sky. Although he saw the giant tree, Fang Yuan knew that there was at least half a day's journey to reach it, this tree was too unusual, it could grow like this in the middle and low worlds raised by Zhu Immortal, it should be the Emperor of Heaven who opened it for this realm.

As he got closer, some of Fang Yuan's doubts were fully explained.

This giant tree is a mysterious substance that is constantly emitting to the world, this is the source of cultivation in this realm, without this tree, it may not be possible to cultivate the Heavenly Book and the Heavenly Emperor's exercises at all.

As mentioned earlier, the rules of the Ten Thousand Realms are different, and many worlds cannot be used at all, so the Heavenly Emperor's world cultivation system may not be suitable for this realm at all, and even which Heavenly Emperor's own strength is not only what Fang Yuan saw, but is suppressed by this realm, if he does not plant this giant tree to transform the world and restore some of his strength, he may not be able to practice back to the original world, and the cultivation under the suppression of the world will not be able to open the barrier of this realm at all.

This was also Fang Yuan's confusion about the different cultivation of the Heavenly Emperor before and after, originally he thought it was the cause of the injury, but the change in his breath could not be explained. In which sword cultivator the Heavenly Emperor in the battle has at least the strength of Fang Yuan Refining God Five Turns, converted by the realm of Xiuzhen Stream, at least it is a combination, the realm of Mahayana. And when he dropped the inheritance and ascended, he was the most god-turned.

When he arrived in front of the giant tree, the shock was even more prominent, Fang Yuan's divine sense extended, and he couldn't detect the end of the giant tree for miles away.

This is not inferior to the elven mother tree and the world tree in many Western magical worlds.

Fang Yuan tried to pass on the image of this tree to the Great Dao Bead, not wanting to send back a little information from the unresponsive Great Dao Zhu this time.

After getting the information, Fang Yuan could only sigh that the Heavenly Emperor had a good chance and courage, this person would definitely stand at the peak if he didn't die.

This tree was really planted by the World Tree Seed of the Heavenly Emperor's World, although it was not even a seedling compared to the World Tree of the Magnificent World, but this was a real World Tree.

The little bit of fur information that Dao Zhu just gave also made Fang Yuan have a very shocking idea of this strange tree like the World Tree, a trunk with the thickness of a river system, connecting three thousand worlds in series. This kind of existence completely subverts Fang Yuan's three views.

Limited to age and this realm, this tree is not well developed, but the Emperor of Heaven actually planted such a treasure in this realm, just to return, you can imagine his handwriting, mind.

Looking at the real giant treasure in front of him, but there was no way to collect it, Fang Yuan's psychology was worried. Fortunately, the state of mind of many years of practice only made him regret it for a moment, and he was killed by the primordial god embryo.

Following the path of the trunk of the giant tree, knowing that after more than half an hour, Fang Yuan saw through the clouds and mist two branches that were tens of zhang thin, like a giant dragon across the sky, extending into the endless distance. According to the original description, the Heavenly Emperor's Treasury should be at the root of the fork of these two branches.

Soon, Fang Yuan climbed to the position where the branches intersected, the visible position of the trunk was all covered by vines, the flowers were gorgeous, from top to bottom, a sea of flowers surrounded, the intersection of the trunk and the branches, at a glance, it looked like a wall of flowers.

Between the sea of flowers, a quaint stone gate, five zhang high, three zhang wide, hard embedded in the trunk, surrounded by vine branches and leaves, flowers are covered, only the stone door in the middle, the thick surface is engraved is an ancient seal big character.

"The Emperor's Treasury"

Fang Yuan looked at the big characters on the stone gate, and couldn't help but smile secretly, this high-ranking disciple was not a serious person, and there was no shortage of bad taste and sassy operations. The history and cultivation world of this world are all this legacy, and it is understandable to be called the Emperor of Heaven by the world, but it is a coquettish operation to think that he is the Emperor of Heaven.

Fang Yuan's divine sense cared for it, the prohibitions on the treasure house were basically something he couldn't understand, it was a thing in the Heavenly Emperor's world, although time had passed, and some places had been damaged, but the people of this realm were basically powerless to open it.

Otherwise, among the cultivators from ancient times to the present, there are not many people who have cultivated to the Tai Chi realm, and these people have not paid attention to the treasure house? Of course not, it's just that no one can help the ban, and the other is that the yellow bird and the snake have been entrenched here before, until the black water snake was injured by the yellow bird and escaped.

Of course, if that Black Water Snake hadn't been refined by Fang Yuan, it would have returned to the treasure house and continued to fight with the Yellow Bird after more than ten years.

Fang Yuan's divine sense moved, and the Great Dao Bead released the breath of the four volumes of Heavenly Books, and the stone door of the treasure house flicked silently and slowly opened. At this time, Fang Yuan only felt a darkness above his head, and when he looked up, above the nine heavens, a large area of orange and yellow occupied his field of vision.

The range of dozens of zhang was shrouded, and there was a light roar, like a phoenix roaring for nine days. It was a big bird with orange and yellow feathers all over it, with a wingspan of nearly 100 zhang, swooping down towards Fang Yuan, sharp eyes, sharp claws shrouded Zhangxu, swooping from a high altitude, bringing up the strong wind, discharging the clouds and mist, and the golden sunlight shining down, but also lining the golden yellow of this bird, like gold.

If it was an ordinary Yuqing peak disciple, at this time, he was also blown away by the yellow bird's wings, and the original vines were dense and the flowers were walled into a wall under the yellow bird's flutter, and all the vines and branches everywhere were crushed, as if they had suffered a catastrophe, and they were confused.

Fang Yuan couldn't help but be furious when he saw that the scenery around him was damaged, this bird was too bad for the scenery.

For this kind of beast with a large size that relies on brute strength, Fang Yuan is the best, and with a flick of his hand, the yellow bird's giant claws shrank into a ball in the mournful roar, and the next moment Fang Yuan's hand has appeared out of thin air on the yellow bird's peck, click, and the bird's beak, which is as hard as a magic weapon, is instantly covered with cracks.

The wailing continued, the yellow bird's pair of round giant eyes were already full of fear, and as soon as the wings were spread out, they were ready to fly away, Fang Yuan was close to the end of the world, and the next moment he appeared behind the yellow bird, his body was like mercury, and he sat down in a deep seat, like a big mountain pressing the yellow bird down on the branches of the giant tree.

The divine consciousness pierced the yellow bird's head, and he shouted, "Surrender or die?" ”

Yellow Bird's spiritual wisdom was slightly stronger, and together with the Xuan Snake and Fang Yuan's mind, he moved the idea of recovering this desolate beast. Fang Yuan's will encompassed the heavens, echoing in the Yellow Bird's sea of knowledge.

With an unyielding roar, the yellow bird struggled and touched its head on the heavy stone door that had been opened.

Peng, with a loud bang, the yellow bird's head and beak, which had been seriously injured, were all shattered, and slightly golden blood and white brains splashed all over the trunk.

As the king of the sky, he is free by nature. It is better to die than to be free. It is really respectable to be so strong.

Fang Yuan sighed, the realm of qi and blood expanded, sitting cross-legged on the branches, and it took a day and a night to refine the yellow bird into a pair of ashes and scatter them in the vines of the trunk.

Dust to dust, dust to dust. Fang Yuan couldn't bear the corpse of the giant bird that he respected to be used as food by insects and ants, so he spent his strength to mark it out and bury it on the World Tree.

At this time, the door of the treasure house was completely opened after the yellow bird hit it, but the yellow bird's blow also touched the prohibition, causing the treasure house to rise with a dazzling golden light, which was instantly shrouded by Fang Yuan's divine power, and finally dispersed in the next half an hour in the world.

With a flick of his sleeves, Fang Yuan stepped into the treasure house.

The treasury was not large, the light was dim, and the clouds and fog from the outside world continued to fill after the war, and the sunlight did not shine in and did not provide much light source.

Standing at the door and looking at it, a light not far away flickered faintly like a candle flame, and constantly changing colors, lilac, cyan, dark green, one after another, constantly changing, the light is different, it is very beautiful.

Fang Yuan stepped out in one step and arrived in front of that light flame. It was an erected wooden platform, carved directly from the wood of the world's giant tree. Half-human-high, the one-foot-square platform holds a cup that has always been in a simple and rough shape.

The cups, the platforms, and the columns underneath are all carved from the entire tree. There are no articulation gaps.

A three-inch-high, two-inch-wide wooden cup holds a transparent liquid with a crystal clear stone floating on top of the liquid that forms a roof, like a glass product of modern time and space. The ever-changing color of the treasure house was emitted from the stone.

The flame of light just illuminates the wooden platform, forming a semi-circular light curtain.

The faint aroma shocked Fang Yuan's spirit standing in front of the stage, and his body felt a slight improvement with his breathing.

"Heavenly Emperor Immortal Stone, and the so-called Heavenly Emperor Immortal Medicine" Fang Yuan hadn't taken out the cup and the Immortal Stone yet, the Great Dao Bead rotated slightly faster in the Sea of Knowledge, a faint light shot out, and a golden text on the top dome of the treasure house was scattered, and in an instant, the four scriptures shot out by the Great Dao Bead fused, and it was transformed into a new scripture that was taken back by the Great Dao Bead and instilled into the embryo of Fang Yuan Yuanshen.

Dao Zhu continued to fall silent as if he had done nothing, Fang Yuan was slightly stunned for a moment, and all the contents of the Book of Heaven had already been integrated.

"Vientiane Book of Heaven"

It is the full name of the Book of Heaven, and the entire scripture aims to build the foundation of perfection, and the cultivation to the extreme is about the same as Fang Yuan's current strength, and the same essence and spirit three cultivations, but it does not have the function of "transcending all causes and conditions" that fits everything and universalizes all worlds.

Fang Yuan absorbed the essence of the concept in it, and in an instant, the six major achievements of the "Xuantian Martial Scripture", and the seventh level also had a clue, and the sixth level was cultivated into the real realm, and all the non-physical supernatural powers and Dao laws in the field were suppressed, and the martial arts and combat power were truly reflected at this time.

And the sevenfold prototype was to connect the universe and incorporate the realm into the body, Fang Yuan speculated that the eighth fold would be cultivated into a small world and step into the realm of immortals. The ninth level should be the realm of comparing to the heavenly immortals and shattering the vacuum. What this idea is depends on the later deductions.

With a raised hand, he sucked out the liquid in the wooden cup and condensed it into a ball and hung it in front of him. That Immortal Stone Fang Yuan didn't know what it was for? In the original book, it was swallowed by the little gray monkey, and it didn't have much effect, so it was casually included in the big sleeve.

However, this immortal liquid Fang Yuan deduced that it was the essence juice oozing from this World Tree. Perhaps the Emperor of Heaven once opened up this place as a cave mansion, used the World Tree to exud treasure liquid to restore his strength, and finally arranged the Book of Heaven after recovery, and banned this place with a bad taste, leaving the word treasure house, and watching the jokes that the younger generations knew that the treasure was in front of them, but they couldn't come in.

Fang Yuan maliciously guessed the Heavenly Emperor, swallowed the treasure liquid in front of him in one gulp, and a gentle breath instantly spread throughout his body, constantly nourishing his body, and some of it also infiltrated into the sea of knowledge and merged into the chaotic primordial spirit embryo.

After swallowing the treasure liquid, Fang Yuan sat down on the spot, and at this time fell into a deep state of concentration. With one exhale and one inhale, a strange fragrance rushes through the treasure house.

Three days later. Fang Yuan opened his eyes and got up, moved slightly, the feeling that the Great Dao Bead wanted to break through the air was already very strong, Fang Yuan Yuan Shen Embryo moved, forcibly suppressed this feeling.

Although the World Tree Sap did not improve Fang Yuan's cultivation much, the physical body and the Yuan Shen embryo were all more rounded and free, and all the potential that had been consumed before seemed to have returned to the body.

The embryo of the original god was quietly completed. The divine consciousness became more agile, increasing from a radius of ten miles to about thirty miles.

Leave a line of notes about the treasure liquid on the platform, and add the words ""Xuantian Sect Master Respects the Younger Generation", for fear that the next stunned Qing will directly dial the cup. After doing everything and slowly walking out of the treasure house, Fang Yuan waved his sleeves and closed the door of the treasure house.

The prohibition here is destroyed, Fang Yuan printed a fist on the stone gate, and I don't know when the next time the treasure liquid is full. It's better to leave some means, this fist intent will not dissipate if no one touches it for a thousand years, and it will be difficult to open the treasure house unless it is passed on by yourself.

It took a few days to come, and after returning for most of the day, Fang Yuan arrived at the Central Plains. This time there was no stop for a moment, the end of the world was wide open, one step out of thirty miles, a few steps out of hundreds of miles, not on the way to rest and restore the loss of the primordial spirit embryo, one hour is enough to travel all over the world.

The walls of Xuantian Mansion have been completely demolished, and the enclosure has been expanded to accommodate millions of people now, as well as countless institutions and armies.

Fang Yuan quietly returned to the small courtyard that belonged to him who had lived in the Zhuxian World for nearly four years.