The deity, whose eyes shone with a silvery white light, gently stretched out his white palm, and gently pressed it down, and between the rolling clouds and mist, a transparent light mask appeared in the ripples.

Wen Chuanting looked up, his eyes showed the look of the deity, his silver eyes became more and more bright, and his eyes bloomed with Taoist divine light.

A hundred zhang distance, for mortals, can only see a human figure, and the eyesight is surprising, but it is only about the appearance of a person who is a hundred zhang away, and the expression and gaze can only be 'hehe'.

Wen Chuanting was injured, but his cultivation did not disappear, fighting against the black-robed man at the top of the cliff, he only released all his cultivation, his foundation was still there, not damaged at all, after falling off the cliff, he was in a coma for seven days and seven nights, after all, he recovered some in the process, and the natural recovery was not as good as active cultivation, but this was enough for him to use to strengthen his eyesight.

As the white palm pressed on the mask, the deity's eyes shone easily, and the silver-white brilliance overflowed from the corners of the eyes, setting off the eyes like a pair of tiny suns. The dazzling brilliance hides the handsome face.

For two days and one night, the deity kept a posture still, a pair of small suns reflected the glow of the sun, the clouds and mist bloomed with colorful brilliance, if there was no black fog, that place must be a magical fairyland.

Waking up from his deep sleep, Wen Chuanting looked up at the deity, and when he saw that it was still there, he stopped paying attention. The cultivation has not fully recovered, and the analysis of the mask is not of much help, and even if he has the heart, he is powerless. Furthermore, it was only a matter of time before he believed in the ability of the deity to interpret the mask thoroughly.

Stretching the rusty body, Wen Chuanting felt relaxed all over his body, and if he didn't move for a long time and maintained a posture, his body would feel very tired. It's not that he doesn't want to move, it's that he is afraid that if he moves, he will break the wound that has finally scabbed.

It is human nature to seek good fortune and avoid harm. In this beautiful place, he began to ask Chuanting to maintain a cautious demeanor, for fear that a fierce beast would suddenly burst out and swallow him, so it would be too embarrassing to die.

After a long time, I thought that there was no danger in my coma for seven days and seven nights, and I relaxed my nervous mood.

The tension is temporary, the body and mind are relaxed, and the fatigue follows, and the question is quite in line with the form, so I take a nap from time to time and sleep. This is also the scene where Wen Chuanting woke up.

Sleep is a process in which a person's bodily functions mediate themselves. There is a great mystery in the human body, it is like a tight machine that is always running, when you are awake, the organs that represent the parts are in operation, and when there is a problem with one organ, the body will appear, and different symptoms will appear.

Coma is a process of self-regulation and protection by the body, and sleep, which is also a need of the body, is a signal from the body to consciousness. During sleep, some functions of the body are inhibited and others are enhanced, such as repair!

A sleep, even a short sleep, will have a certain protection for the body, fatigue will be relieved, and the spirit will be better.

Not paying attention to the progress of the deity, Wen Chuanting was not idle, and after moving his legs and feet slightly, he began to look at the bottom of the cliff where there was only a small lake.

The smooth ground, except for the three pits created by the bone demon, was smooth as if it had been polished, like glass, and there was a faint reflection of a layer of light. There are no abrupt rocks on the cliffs on both sides, and the cross-section is like an axe.

There is no probe stone, no depression, no breakage, as far as the eye of the cliff can see, as if a piece of delicate tofu is cut by a sharp kitchen knife, the section of the tofu still has an air eye, but this cliff does not, smooth as new.

Putting aside the conjecture of tofu, he smiled and said, "If it is cut with a sharp weapon, there will always be some peculiar characteristics, wide at the top and thin at the bottom, even if there is none, the bottom should become smaller, instead of showing a steep cliff as it is now, unless the cliffs on both sides are really like tofu on the cutting board, the tofu is cut, and the cutting board is unharmed, which can cause such an effect." ”

"Heaven and earth are magical, and the magic is nothing more than that. ”

As he thought, if it was really man-made, his place should be inclined relative to other places, so as to match the effect of cutting the sharp surface of the instrument.

"This lake is also peculiar, at the bottom of the cliff more than 20 zhang wide, there is such a narrow lake, the width is almost the same as the cliff, but the length extends outward, so that the eyes of the people who ask Chuanting almost want to see the edge. Asking Chuanting to look, with his gaze, he could only see a vague scene on the other side of the lake.

As he said, the width of the slender lake is almost connected to the cliffs, and it is also tightly connected, and there is a distance of meters on both sides, and it is quite spacious for people to walk on it.

Looking up, the deity and the light mask were still in a stalemate, and the bone demon on one side was sitting on the air cushion formed by the demonic qi, and he also looked contemplative.

"To alleviate the potential energy of my fall, this lake is not too shallow. Although he thought so, Wen Chuanting didn't have the idea of exploring it, and walked along the lake, he wanted to see the scene on the other side.

The edge of the lake is smooth and smooth, and it seems to be a specially opened up road, and there will be no slippage when walking on it. Put your feet on it and make a stomping sound.

The breeze blows, the water ripples, spreads to the road, covering it with a thin layer of water, as the water waves reverberate, the water skin dissipates, leaving only a layer of wetness.

"There's a new layer of greenery there, and it doesn't look like it's as grassy as I thought. The distance is shortened, and a layer of greenery comes into view, which makes the heart of Wen Chuanting, who is accustomed to seeing rocks and water, brighten up, and the leisurely stroll becomes a little eager.

A few ancient tree branches are luxuriant, blocking a large area of greenery, and the trunks of the two people are rooted in the hard igneous rock, and there is no soil for them to grow, no cracks, no damage, as if the earth and the ancient tree were originally one.

"Heaven and earth are magnificent! Human beings are small and their strength is exhausted, and they are unfathomable after all. ”

Asked Chuanting with a curious mind around the ancient tree a few times, but finally did not find anything, the original impression, the tree is a tree, the stone is a stone, here completely break the established law, the rock is still a rock, the ancient tree is still an ancient tree, the two are perfectly connected together here. It seems that the ancient tree is just an extension of the rock outward, and the rock is the downward extension of the ancient tree.

A total of nine trees, seemingly scattered roots on the rocks, but there is a kind of indescribable law, in the eyes of Wen Chuanting has a peculiar charm, there is no horizontal and vertical sense of rules, there is no chaos of left, east, right and west, some just make people look at the heart open, relaxed, natural, in the shade formed by nine ancient trees, as if entering a closed small world, the moist air with freshness, which makes Wen Chuanting intoxicated, forget the pain of the wound, ignore the environment, but also unconsciously put the mask, The deity outside the mask was forgotten.

A lotus flower suddenly appeared above Wen Chuanting's head, the fiery red color with a strange splendor, flashing and blooming with a faint light.

"Do you like it here, too?" said Wen Chuanting, who opened his eyes from his intoxication and looked at the lotus flower above his head with a smile.