Fang Mu also felt strange, at this time, the other disciples had already dispersed, even the Yunxiao Sect Master and those elders had retreated, why did this disciple come secretly.

The disciples of the Yunxiao Sect glanced left and right, and after finding that there was no one else, they suddenly took out the package behind them.

The package was opened by him, and when the contents of the package were revealed, Fang Mu's heart flooded with strange feelings.

The package contained a palm-sized tripod, as well as three sticks of incense, a plate, and a few fruits.

The Yunxiao Sect disciple glanced left and right again, his expression quite empty.

After making sure that there was no one around, he took out the plate and placed the fruits on them one by one.

After doing all this, he took out the palm-sized tripod and inserted the incense into it.

The disciple of the Yunxiao Sect pinched a spell, and a flame appeared, and he extinguished the flame only after lighting the incense.

Smoke wafted from the burning incense, and the three incense sticks were burning slowly.

"Strange Stone Senior, the disciple is bitter in his heart!" the Yunxiao Sect disciple said this, and after that, he bowed to Fang Mu.

Fang Mu: "......"

It's outrageous that you worship a stone here and say that you are bitter in your heart.

The disciple of Yunxiao Sect smiled bitterly: "In the era of the end of the law, everyone is suffering, and the realm of disciples has been stagnant, and even all kinds of spells have stayed in place. ”

Fang Mu frowned, your realm has stopped, what does it matter to me, why do you worship me?

After the disciples of the Yunxiao Sect complained, they said slowly: "The disciple once entered a ruin in his early years, and found a method in the ruins, and through the form of worship, he could find the past and present lives of the worshippers. ”

"Not long ago, the Sect Master of the Nine Formations Gate entered the extremely cold land and disclosed the method of reliving to the world, but no one dared to try it, but the disciple wanted to try it. ”

When Fang Mu heard this, he finally figured out the current timeline.

At this time, Nanli had already entered the extremely cold land, and disclosed his method of reliving.

Fang Mu's conjecture was already very clear, this dream skill seemed to be through a special form, going back to the past, and he was playing the role of the past, but his luck didn't seem to be very good, and he became a strange stone.

Now that Nanli has entered the extremely cold land, what about the gray and old Liu?

It's a pity that he can't act at all now, otherwise he would have gone out to explore this dream world a long time ago.

The disciple of the Yunxiao Sect was still saying in Balabala: "The disciple doesn't want to die, and he doesn't want to hunt demons, so the disciple wants to try if he can relive if he enters a desperate place." ”

"The strange stone predecessor is the product of a desperate place, although it is not from an extremely cold place, but the disciple has the courage to perform this method, look at the past years of the predecessor, and increase the grasp of heavy work!"

After speaking, the disciples of the Yunxiao Sect maintained a kneeling posture and pinched a magic trick in their hands.

At the top of the incense, the spark flickered at a peculiar frequency, and the smoke that had been floating slowly changed, and the color changed from gray to blood red.

The fruit on the other side also changed, from the original plump to withered, and in an instant it turned into ashes and fell on the plate.

The disciples of the Yunxiao Sect still maintained the appearance of pinching the magic formula, without the slightest movement.

But on his forehead, fine beads of sweat appeared, sliding all the way down his forehead and falling from his chin.

At this time, the disciples of the Yunxiao Sect suddenly closed their eyes, and the expressions on their faces changed rapidly, sometimes happy, sometimes uncomfortable, sometimes melancholy, and sometimes crying bitterly.

The incense began to burn faster, as blood-red smoke drifted by, mixing with the ashes of the fruit on the plate.

After mixing, the fruit ashes disappeared, and the smoke became darker, changing from blood-red to crimson.

The crimson smoke lingered in the air for a moment before falling on the strange stone.

Fang Mu only felt that after the blood-red smoke entered his body, his whole body was itchy and unbearable.

The itchy sensation spread from all over his body and then converged on his right hand.

Itchy, surprisingly itchy, as if crawled by ants, but the beep didn't come, proving that it wasn't an alien attack.

At this time, the disciples of the Yunxiao Sect, who were originally kneeling with their eyes closed, suddenly moved.

The wonderful expression on the face of the Yunxiao Sect disciple stopped, and slowly became calm.

At the same time, the Yunxiao Sect disciple opened his eyes and bowed deeply to Fang Mu's position.

Fang Mu: "???"

Although he endured the itch, he still observed his surroundings from a three-hundred and sixty-five-degree all-round perspective, and at this time, the disciples of the Yunxiao Sect suddenly bowed, making him in a fog.

"Thank you Qishi senior, disciple understands. The disciple of the Yunxiao Sect bowed deeply, and when he got up, his eyes were already firm: "Although the situation in the desperate place can only be touched by one or two, the disciple already has a sense of proportion in his heart. ”

Fang Mu frowned, I haven't even figured out what the situation is, why do you suddenly understand.

In other words, this Yunxiao Sect disciple understood what he understood from the spell.

The disciple of the Yunxiao Sect stood up, with determination in his tone, and said: "Although there are only fragments, I can't wait any longer, take advantage of my current strength and not regress, and use my body to survive that desperate place!"

"I don't want to die, I don't want to kill demons to live, I'll go to a desperate place, with the past of the predecessors of the strange stone, the chance of me dying in it will be much less, although it is not the extremely cold place of the Southern Sect Master, but there are similarities. ”

After speaking, the disciples of the Yunxiao Sect bowed to Fang Mu again, and then packed up their things and left here.

Fang Mu sighed secretly, the character of this Yunxiao Sect disciple was very good.

He dared to rely on the memory of a stone's past to attack a desperate place similar to the Extremely Cold Land, this courage is not to be said.

Looking at the time he left just now, he seemed to have a slight grasp of what past memories he had obtained in the strange stone.

Fang Mu was still pondering, he had also memorized the recipe that the Yunxiao Sect disciple pinched just now, including the location of the incense and fruits, when the recipe was pinched, and where the incense burned when he pinched the recipe.

Fang Mu remembered these details very firmly.

Although he is not a monk, he is sure that if he encounters something similar in the future, he may be able to use it.

After Fang Mu thought for a while, the itch on his hand became more and more intense, dragging his thoughts back.

To be honest, Fang Mu felt very uncomfortable.

If it was pain, he didn't care, after all, he hadn't seen anything like him when it came to enduring pain.

This itch is different, sometimes he really can't help but scratch it when it itches, the key is that he wants to scratch but can't.

The itching sensation was getting bigger and bigger, and Fang Mu focused all his attention on his right hand.

At this time, the mutation protrudes.