When Fang He closed his eyes because of the pain, he didn't notice that the environment he was in had undergone earth-shaking changes, and when the pain was reduced and he opened his eyes, what appeared in front of him was a bluestone road, and he could only see this road, twisting and turning, I don't know where it leads, although it is still silent, but it is obvious that this place is no longer within the scope of the top of the mountain.

"It seems that this is the place of trial that the Dryad predecessor said."

When the pain in his body completely subsided, Fang He opened the cloth bag left by Yun Zi, and at a glance, Fang He's jaw almost dropped.

I saw that the space inside the cloth bag was almost thirty square meters! There were a dazzling array of spirit grass, ores, and a simple handscroll, he reached out and took it out, and after looking through it carefully, Fang He suddenly couldn't suppress his excitement, it was actually a cultivation method!

The bag itself may not be precious, but the value of the items in it is immeasurable! Fang He silently kept Yun Zi's friendship firmly in his heart.

However, this is obviously not a good time to cultivate, at least after walking through the somewhat strange bluestone road in front of you.

When Fang He stepped on the first bluestone, the surrounding scene suddenly began to change, all kinds of strange creatures floated around in the white mist on both sides, and from time to time a pair of huge scarlet eyes suddenly appeared, staring directly at Fang He on the road. Rao has seen so many unbelievable things in the past two days, and his heart can't help but worry, and his legs can't help but tremble.

For a twelve-year-old boy, all this in front of him was unimaginable, and he didn't have time to think about it, only to see Fang He roar, suppress the fear in his heart, take a strong breath, and start running on the long ancient road.

After running for about two hours, Fang He was already so tired that his eyes were full of stars at this time, if there was a bed in front of Fang He at this time, it was estimated that he would lie down without hesitation, and then sleep beautifully. It's a pity that it backfired, and there was still no end in sight to the bluestone ancient road, and the scene in the white fog on both sides did not decrease at all, and even began to appear all kinds of roars like thunder.

After about an hour like this, Fang He's legs began to redden, not the blood scabs that had not had time to clean up after the previous injury, but completely swollen, and under exhaustion, his brain began to dizzy, and he could no longer move forward, not only that, but Fang He, who had stopped, could not keep standing, so he fainted. Fortunately, the surrounding monsters didn't seem to be able to leave the white mist and rush towards Fang Hezhen, otherwise they would have been gnawed so long ago that there would not be even bones left.

After Fang He fainted, if he lifted his clothes, he could clearly see that there were traces of green light flowing from his chest to his body, and the red and swollen legs began to fade visibly, and after about a quarter of an hour, Fang He's five senses began to return, only to feel indescribably comfortable, and the exhaustion on his body was also swept away, he couldn't help but hum softly, and then slowly opened his eyes......

Fang He, who woke up, moved his body slightly, and found that his originally tired body didn't feel at all at the moment, and even his spirit was all recovered, everything just now seemed to be just a dream; Thinking of this, Fang He sat up and rubbed his eyes vigorously......

The ancient road is still the same ancient road, but for some reason it is quiet now, and the white fog is also visibly beginning to fade, revealing the barren surroundings.

Looking up, I saw an ink-colored wall slowly appearing in front of me, and I could vaguely see that there was a light door at the junction between the wall and the bluestone ancient road. Seeing this scene, Fang He also stood up from the ground, looked around, and after making sure that there were no such terrible things, he no longer ran as hard as before, and walked slowly towards the light gate.

On the quiet bluestone ancient road, only a thin figure is left, slightly staggering, but firm and abnormal.

Gradually, the light gate was getting closer and closer, Fang He stood still, looking behind him, the white fog had completely faded, only the desolate land and the hill that could be vaguely distinguished in the distance, boundless, as if it had been burned through the fire, there was no trace of green vitality in the color, and Fang He's eyes couldn't help but have a trace of sadness.

Slightly rationalizing his thoughts, Fang He's eyes pulled out of this boundless barrenness, turned his head to carefully look at the dark wall in front of him, and saw that the wall was flat and revealed a sense of simplicity, I don't know what material it was made of, there was not a trace on the wall, Fang He reached out and touched it gently, it was a little cold.

The wall is so huge that it cannot be seen high, and its side cannot be seen, standing under the wall, it is small and shocking, and in the midst of heavy oppression, only the light door is faintly permeable with the sound of the wind and the free air.

Fang He thought for a moment, although he felt strange, but thinking that he still had a lot of things to do, he didn't delay any longer, only to see him close his eyes, shook his head slightly, and when he opened his eyes again, his eyes revealed a new sense of determination, and he stepped out towards the light gate......