Although the fragments of the Shan Hai Jing are infinitely useful, although they cannot be used as "storage space" or hidden for a long time, they can practice those kung fu that they do not want to be known by others, and gain valuable practical experience - Pan Lei's left-handed fast sword and light spirit kung fu are practiced in the small world it has opened up.

This alone can be regarded as an amazing treasure, and the wonderful use of this treasure is not only that, this bamboo slip can even turn the virtual into reality, and create a treasure that does not exist out of thin air. It's hard to estimate how precious it is!

The reason why the ancestors of the Pan family were able to cultivate a good kung fu in this resource-poor and bitter cold place, and survived the thrilling battles again and again, is probably the most important thing from the "illusory world".

Pan Lei originally wanted to wait a little longer before passing on this treasure to his son. But he provoked the Purple Cloud Palace, and he will have to be a man with his tail between his legs for a period of time in the future, and he can't go to the rivers and lakes again. Since he can only cultivate at home, it is better to pass on the treasure to his son and let Pan Long start early.

In the past, the ancestors of the Pan family passed on this treasure to their children when their lives were about to come to an end. The results are not good, and the offspring are often forty years old or older when they get the treasures, and the extent to which they can profit is very limited. Until his grandfather Pan Sheng changed his approach and handed over the treasure when his son Pan Shou was only twenty-five years old. Sure enough, Pan Shou relied on the help of this treasure to break through to the innate realm that ordinary martial artists dream of in one fell swoop, and became one of the few masters in Dingfeng Town.

Then, Pan Shou also handed over the treasure to Pan Lei when he was twenty-five years old, Pan Lei's talent was even higher than his father's, it took less than twenty years, not only stepped into the innate realm, but even went one step further than his father, cultivated the fetal breath among the four congenital differences, and truly became an otherworldly "alien".

Therefore, this time, Pan Lei decided to hand over the treasure earlier and hand it over to his son, who was only sixteen years old.

Maybe the son can go one step further than himself, completely cultivate the congenital four differences, and even achieve physical and mental perfection and become a "real person......

Although the time may be a little early, for his son, the sooner he gets the fragment of the Shan Hai Jing, the sooner he can benefit from it. Maybe he will be able to surpass himself in the future, and even be so strong that he doesn't have to worry about any enemies, and even fulfill the long-cherished wish of the Pan family for generations......

Seeing his son walk out with a little vanity, he coughed twice, and a smile of expectation appeared on his pale face.

"Son, that's how Daddy's life is. One generation must be stronger than the next, so that the family can prosper, you must surpass me!"

Walking out of his father's room and returning to his bedroom, Pan Long's eyes were still a little dull, and his steps were still a little fluttering.

He touched the bamboo slip in his arms, which had been ironed warm by his own body temperature, and even now, he had some doubts that he was dreaming.

After his death, he traveled to this world and became the son of a martial arts master, and he felt that he had opened a plug-in - at the very least, he had a good tire.

His current background, placed in the world before he crossed over, is at least the richest family in the prefecture-level city, and even straddles the official and business worlds, and is a local giant, with a high content of Zhao.

Born in such a family, it can be said that the starting point is the end point of many people—no, the end point of many people is far worse than this starting point! So Pan Long did not have any dissatisfaction with his crossing and his identity in this life, on the contrary, he was very grateful for this crossing.

Whether he can live again, or be born in a wealthy family, the family is harmonious and peaceful, there are no moths in the palace fighting drama, and even he can practice outstanding martial arts, which makes him very satisfied.

But he never imagined that there would be such a big benefit waiting for him in this life!

Touching the bamboo slip in his arms, he couldn't help but think of the many online novels he had read.

(What am I......? But my plug-in is also really interesting, it is actually a treasure passed down from generation to generation in the family, not a system that is activated with a "clank", or a spiritual treasure that takes me through...... ）

After some cranky thinking, he finally calmed himself down, closed the doors and windows, and took out the bamboo slip.

The yellow-brown bamboo slips look old, with a few vague words on them, and Pan Long's culture is limited, so he can't tell what is written. Although it should have been carefully collected by the patriarchs of the Pan family, there was no sign of smoothness, let alone the so-called "pulp". On the contrary, it looks rough and broken, and there is nothing remarkable about it.

This is probably "self-obscurity of the fetish".

According to his father's introduction, Pan Long silently operated his true qi and slowly entered it into the bamboo slips.

Generally speaking, when True Qi is injected into an item, it will cause the surface of the item to glow faintly, and the intensity will increase greatly. If it is a master like Pan Lei, he can even condense this light into a wisp, which is powerful enough to destroy gold and jade—that is commonly known as "sword light".

But after absorbing the true qi, this bamboo slip is still the same old and dilapidated appearance, and there is no change in the slightest. Pan Long felt that it was like an endless abyss, and no matter how much True Qi was injected into it, he couldn't see the slightest meaning that it could be filled.

He wasn't worried, he just kept injecting his true qi. When the true qi is exhausted, he meditates and breathes and then sleeps, and after waking up, in addition to eating, drinking, and resting, the time is spent meditating to restore the true qi and injecting the true qi into the bamboo slips.

In this way, it took five days to feel that the endless abyss inside the bamboo slip was filled with true qi.

After careful calculation, he had already injected more than ten times his true qi into it. With so much true qi, not to mention a young generation like him, even if he is a veteran master like his father, I am afraid that he will not be able to provide it at one time.

This baby is really extraordinary!

After filling the bamboo slips with true qi, he was going to urge it to happen, but Pan Lei told him to wait a little longer, and he must wait for the arrival of his grandfather Pan Shou.

Pan Long had to wait patiently for several more days.

A few days later, the annual caravan that came to Dingfeng Town to buy the skins and flesh of demon beasts came. Along with the caravan came his grandfather Pan Shou, who had already moved to the Central Plains, and several of his reliable disciples.

Pan Shou didn't come here specially, every autumn and winter, he had to come to Dingfeng Town. One is to visit future generations and some old friends, and the other is to be prepared for the unexpected.

Autumn hunting is a very dangerous thing, no matter how high the martial arts are, it is difficult to guarantee that you are unharmed. The old man came over once a year just to prevent his son from being injured in the autumn hunt, and there was no master in the family.

He is sixty-three years old this year, and he is already dying and old for ordinary people, and he can even be regarded as a long life, but for an innate master, he is still in the prime of life - breaking through to the innate realm can not only improve his strength, but most importantly, he can increase his lifespan. Even if he is a newcomer to the congenital and has not been able to cultivate any of the four differences, he can live to be more than 100 years old, and he can even maintain his prime until he is about 80 years old.

Pan Shou still has nearly twenty years of prime life, and he may be able to go further in the realm of martial arts, in that case, he can maintain his prime of life for a longer time.

With him in charge, even if Pan Lei was seriously injured while hunting demons, the Pan family also has the backbone, so that they will not be taken advantage of and suffer a big loss.

Just like this time, Pan Lei was seriously injured, and when Pan Long opened the Shan Hai Jing, there was no reliable person to protect him, and only when he came, could he try it with confidence.

After Pan Shou came, he first arranged for his fellow disciples to deal with some of the official duties that had been delayed during this time because of Pan Lei's serious injury, and then he himself used the excuse of healing his son's fortune, and the three generations of his ancestors and grandchildren entered the underground secret room.

Pan Long was going to start this, but his grandfather took out a pair of yarrow, saying that he wanted to do divination - since the old man moved to the Central Plains, he came into contact with many people in the Taoist sect, and he also learned a lot of things that the gods and gods chattered.

Wait, wait, wait, until after lunch, the "auspicious time" of his divination was late.

But when the auspicious time comes, it is not enough, and it is necessary to burn incense and pray again, worship the ancestors, and then start the fragments of the Shan Hai Sutra.

Pan Long was so anxious that he wanted to get angry, but he had no choice but to continue to wait patiently. Finally, the ritual was finished and it was time to begin, and he immediately pricked his finger with a steel needle and dripped a drop of blood on the bamboo slip.

The dim bamboo slip touched that drop of blood, and it was immediately glorious. If you hadn't hid in the underground secret room, I was afraid that the light would reflect on the sky, illuminating half of the sky.

In the midst of the brilliance, there are mountains, seas, countless islands and stars, and countless strange people and beasts...... All kinds of illusions swirled around Pan Long, light and dark, like a marquee.

Pan Lei and Pan Shou were startled and looked at each other.

When they opened the fragments of the Mountain and Sea Sutra, they didn't have such a big formation!

And in the world of consciousness that they couldn't see, Pan Long was even more shocked.

He saw the fragment of the Sutra of Mountains and Seas suddenly unfold, turn into a door, and suck himself in—just as the elders had explained. But after being sucked in, it was not an empty chaotic world, nor was it the grassland or Pan Mansion that he was familiar with, but a vast sea of stars. In the sea of stars, countless large and small stars are shining brightly, bright and uncertain.

As a high-level intellectual who had been educated in the modern scientific system, Pan Long had enough astronomical knowledge to know that the stars were actually huge stars that were incomparably far away from him. But he didn't dare to use astronomical knowledge to speculate on the scene in front of him - one of the foundations of scientific thought is to seek truth from facts, and he didn't know anything about this fragment of the Classic of Mountains and Seas, so how could he judge arbitrarily?

To make matters worse, the "how-to guide" that was supposed to have been in his mind has not been seen until now. On the contrary, there is a strange sense of familiarity in the stars, and I can feel the traction of those stars.

It seems to be ...... I want to suck him in.

He secretly complained in his heart, but he couldn't move at all, obviously his relatives were close at hand, but he couldn't even give a warning.

(What the hell is going on!)

He screamed in his heart, but he couldn't stop his body from flying up suddenly, roaring towards a big star.

With a roar, Pan Long didn't even have time to react, and fainted directly.