Chapter 8 Taoyuan Valley

Stepping into the gate of light, the scene in front of you is diametrically opposed to Fang Cai, not only does not have a sense of desolation, but is full of greenery, like a paradise. Fang He saw that he was standing at the edge of a forest, there was a valley in front of him, several high mountains in the distance were covered with clouds and mist, insects and birds were chirping, the breeze was blowing, and there was a slight fragrance of grass in the air, Fang He couldn't help but close his eyes and take a deep breath. After a long time, he felt that the sun was shining on his face, as if he had swept away the haze in his heart in the past few days, Fang He smiled and ran in the sun......

The breeze was blowing, and before he knew it, Fang He had come to the side of the stream, there was a stone wall about two hundred meters away, and the stream water was gushing out of the stone wall, like a small waterfall, forming a pool of water about one meter deep under the impact, and in the crystal clear pool, there were small fish swimming around from time to time, accompanied by the crystal of the sun; Leaning over, gently holding a pool, the entrance is sweet, shaking his hand, seeing the dirt and stench on his body, he can't help but feel nauseous, seeing that there is no one around, he takes care of his clothes and slowly wades into the stream.

After Fang He finished cleaning, he remembered the scene when he remembered it, and his eyes glanced towards the place where Fang had just passed through the light gate, the high wall in his memory had long since disappeared, and what came into his eyes was an endless forest. Fang He didn't pay much attention to it, anyway, he didn't think it was strange, so he got up and walked towards the forest.

The forest was dim, but Fang He didn't show any timidity, after all, it didn't seem to be as terrifying as the ancient road, and the fact was just as Fang He thought, not only was it not terrifying, it was full of fine sunlight and a layer of mist, but it had a different kind of beauty, Fang He didn't have much heart to appreciate all this, stepping on the soft fallen leaves, carefully selecting the dead branches scattered in the forest.

I don't know what kind of tree these trees are, they are born straight, there is a vague sense of gold and stone, although the fallen branches are dry, but they are not so easy to break, at least under Fang He's close to two hundred catties of arm strength, it still took a lot of effort to collect a large bundle, wiped the sweat on his forehead, and then put it on his shoulders with force, and staggered out of the forest step by step, in fact, the cloth bag that Yun Zi gave Fang He was a Qiankun bag, it stands to reason that it is very suitable to hold these things, but at this time, Fang He has not yet begun to cultivate, Of course, I didn't think about it.

Fang He slowly came to the stream, found a flat place, put the branches on his shoulders on the ground, found a few stones that looked relatively hard as hammers, picked some unknown vines and grasses hanging on the stone walls, and smashed a few relatively thick branches into the soil, and after a while, a small wooden house appeared in front of him.

Looking at the cabin in front of him, Fang He couldn't help but have a lot of thoughts. A sudden change made him fall from the young master of the Fang family to a rural villager, and the huge psychological gap and hatred pulled him back to reality.

calmed down his slightly restless heart, opened the cloth bag that Aunt Yun gave him again, took out the manuscript from it, and prepared to start his own cultivation path. He clearly knew that only by cultivating and becoming a peerless powerhouse could he take revenge, complete the agreement of the Void Spirit Ancient Tree, solve Fang Ling's problem, and find the traces of his parents.

Sitting on the stone in front of the cabin, taking advantage of the sunlight, Fang He gently opened the quaint handscroll in the cloth bag.

"The gods are broken, and the origin is not revealed; My generation of monks, when the body is the foundation, the gold and jade follow, intermittently in it......" The beginning elaborated on the essence and direction of cultivation, as well as the explanation of some realms, which made Fang He gradually become obsessed.