Time flies, and a month has passed in the blink of an eye.

During this month, Yuan Fan and Chen Ling continued to absorb the spiritual energy in the spirit stone and enter the entrance.

In order to open up the path of origin, almost the spiritual energy of the spiritual stones in the entire cave was exhausted, and now most of them have been dimmed, like ordinary mountain stones.

It's a pity that the dead sea of the two is still like a vast sea of stars, with dark fog covering the sky, black water waves, and the road to origin has opened up 50,000 zhang and there is no end in sight, let alone the "door" that Mr. Qingfeng said.

This made both of them fall into doubt, and they both guessed that it was because of the particularity of the "Origin Sutra" that they could not reach the Shangdan Heavenly Gate.

"Fan, is there anything wrong with this cultivation method, why haven't we been able to find that 'door' and have not been able to cultivate divine power?"

Yuan Fan shook his head, indicating that he was not very clear, and after thinking about it, he took out the "Origin Sutra" and checked it carefully, trying to understand the meaning of those twelve words.

"It comes from ...... Immeasurable, true sword mortal ruins ......."

Looking at the vigorous and powerful twelve characters on the jade slip, Yuan Fan muttered in his mouth, and gradually, a spiritual light flashed in his eyes, and he seemed to understand the meaning a little.

"Ling'er, what do you tell about these twelve words?"

"Origin origin, it should mean that people have the origin of Qi from birth, and this immeasurable and immeasurable seems to refer to the Dead Sea in the entrance....." Chen Ling looked at it for a moment and said thoughtfully.

Yuan Fan nodded again and again, and asked expectantly, "What about the real sword Fanxu?" ”

When Chen Ling heard this, he suddenly woke up, and said with some excitement: "Fan, do you mean to say that the ethereal 'door' has actually always existed on the path of origin, and there is no need to look for it in the Dead Sea at all?" ”

"Well, if I'm not mistaken, the twelve characters can actually be recited and practiced in reverse. Whether it is 'Origin Origin' or 'True Sword and Ruins', it is the energy that exists as soon as a person is born. No need to seek, no need to understand! There is no origin in the world, and you are the source! ”

Yuan Fan's words were astonishing, although he didn't understand what "True Sword" and "Mortal Ruins" were, but he was sure that it was an innate energy, just like the Origin Qi, it had already existed in the body since birth.

Daigo empowerment, such a speculation made both of them excited, found the direction, and immediately meditated the practice into their respective entrances, both wanting to immediately try to see if it was feasible.

Yuan Fan's Dead Sea was hazy, and the Origin Road stretched 50,000 zhang into the far reaches of the Dead Sea, like a huge black dragon resting on the Dead Sea.

This time, he was not in a hurry, nor did he continue to absorb the spiritual energy, but did not hurry, his expression was calm, and he walked slowly from the initial point, like a traveler embarking on the path of origin to the end of the world.

This path of origin that belongs to himself, although Yuan Fan will step into it every time he enters the entrance, but this time it is different, he reversed the twelve characters and recited it in turn.

The Dead Sea is secluded, there is no light or darkness here, like a dream world.

Those black sea waters slapped the Origin Road every moment, and Yuan Fan recited the twelve characters in turn, and instantly noticed something strange.

"Boom, boom!"

The Dead Sea is endless, and there seems to be a sound surrounding the field, far and near. There is a black sea water that rushes to the path of origin.

That is, the moment when those seawaters fell on the Origin Path, the entire Origin Path was like an awakened avenue to heaven, and the whole body emitted a golden divine light, which formed a sharp contrast with the black sea water, and it was extremely sacred.

"Is this the real way to the roots?" Yuan Fan was taken aback, a little unsure.

He didn't stop and kept walking!

As Yuan Fan left footprints on the path of origin, reciting the cultivation exercises in his mouth, under the illumination of the golden divine light, the whole body was also shrouded in a layer of divine light.

"Is this divine power, I feel light and extremely comfortable, as if I am about to fly across the Dead Sea to the endless shore!"

Yuan Fan was extremely excited, and waved his hands unconsciously, and that layer of light also flowed around his fingertips.

At this moment, he affirmed that this layer of light was the divine power he had dreamed of!

"Weng!"

At this moment, Yuan Fan also came to the end of the path of origin. Looking up, a gate standing in the colorful mist appeared silently, and a voice came out, very tall and abrupt.

"Is this the door to the 'Hole'.......!!" Yuan Fan was curious, and stepped forward to take a look.

This door is high into the sky, and there is only a door frame in the fog, which is simple and natural. There was a light looming inside the door, fluttering one white mist after another, blurry, and it was difficult for Yuan Fan to see the specific situation on that side with his eyes wide open.

"Is behind the door the place of the earth?"

Yuan Fan muttered to himself and pondered, recalling the entrance and ground tips that Mr. Qingfeng had talked about. If a monk wants to continue his practice, he must start from the earth, and if he does not follow the path of practice, he will burst his head and die.

The so-called earth trick is where the dantian is located, and now he is only one step away from stepping into it, Yuan Fan naturally wants to give it a try.

However, just as he tried to enter the door, he was blocked outside, as if there was an invisible barrier blocking him, and he couldn't get inside.

"Where the dantian is located, it belongs to the lifeblood of the monk, and it is really difficult to touch!"

Now that he has cultivated his divine power, it is only a matter of time before he reaches the Heavenly Aperture of Xia Dan. Yuan Fan was not in a hurry or discouraged, understanding that cultivation could not be completed overnight, and only by being down-to-earth could he achieve higher.

"Fan, you succeeded?"

Opening his eyes, Yuan Fanzheng saw Chen Ling looking at him expectantly, his eyes were full of excitement and excitement.

Seeing this, Yuan Fan knew that she had also cultivated her divine power.

"Well, I succeeded, and now I'm really a monk!" Yuan Fan nodded with a smile, slowly stood up, and suddenly a divine power naturally emanated from his body, directly attached to the surface of his body.

"Fan, you are not familiar with the divine power yet, you need to consolidate, you look at me......" Chen Ling couldn't help but be happy, his big eyes were clear, and he was triumphant.

As she spoke, she waved her big hand, and a ray of light spilled out of her palm, enveloping the little white tiger that was eating the fat fish in the distance.

"Woo!"

The little white tiger is very cute, chubby, snow-white, and constantly waving its paws in Chen Ling's arms to show dissatisfaction, as if in protest, saying that it is eating and cannot be disturbed.

Yuan Fan witnessed, shook his head again and again, and then chose to meditate again to consolidate, and it was not until the evening that he completely controlled the divine power in his body.

The two cultivated their divine powers, and they were sincerely happy for each other, and at the same time, the two of them also grilled a few fat fish and feasted for celebration this night.

In the next few days, the two often went to the forest to exert their divine powers, and gradually became familiar with each other, while trying to control the divine power to fly through the sky.

It's tough, and without guidance, it's like a three-year-old learning to walk for the first time.

The sun rises and sets, and the hard work pays off, and the two finally find a sense of balance after falling down and getting up again many times, constantly trying to control their divine power.

The divine power was released, and the light enveloped the whole body, and the two of them rose into the air side by side, just enough to stand on the branches of the ancient tree and flew forward.

After several falls, the two of them flew hundreds of meters and came to a halt. Although the feeling of flying freely is very novel, it does not mean that you can't fall to death if you fly high.

Despite this, the two of them still tried many times, and their flight speed increased day by day, from the first few hundred meters to the last kilometer, like a mandarin duck spreading its wings and swimming like a breeze, which is hundreds of times faster than running on the ground.

Soon a few days passed, and both of them were already proficient in controlling the divine power to fly, and then after absorbing the spiritual energy of the spirit stone in the cave, they planned to leave.

There are endless immortal mountains outside the forest, and it is not a good thing to be in the misty forest all year round. After all, this place is known as the second forbidden land in the Eastern Wilderness, and the danger is second only to the mortal sword forbidden land, and there is a peerless existence in the depths of the center, and if you are not careful, you may be buried in it.

"This 'Starry Sky Sutra' is really omniscient, and I wonder who the person who wrote this book is sacred, and can describe most of the safe areas of the Misty Forest."

The two of them walked outside the misty forest according to the prompts of the "Starry Sky Sutra", and did not choose to go through the sky.

Every time he looked at the "Starry Sky Sutra", Yuan Fan couldn't help but be amazed, just because this book has amazing records and mysterious origins.

"Fan, this book is very similar to the one on the other side of the starry sky, do you think it could be written by the same person?" Chen Ling held the little white tiger that was already asleep in his arms, gently stroked it with his hand, and gave a guess.

"Maybe it's really the same person!"

The "Classic of Mountains and Seas" on the other side of the starry sky, although it has always been preserved with recorded text patterns, but no one knows who wrote it.

According to the time of its excavation, it was written in the pre-Qin period, and some archaeologists speculate that this book is from ancient times.

When Yuan Fan lived in Qingcheng Mountain, he also went to the library to see it.

The book is bizarre and complicated, including the right time and place, humanistic myths and folklore. Most of them are to introduce some beasts that only exist in mythological stories, so they are also called "encyclopedias" of antiquity.

"Fan, have you ever thought that we could go back?" Chen Ling stroked the little white tiger and mentioned the Classic of Mountains and Seas, and inevitably thought of everything in his hometown.

"I can definitely go back!" Yuan Fan was slightly stunned when he heard this, put away the Starry Sky Sutra and looked at Chen Ling, he answered this question very seriously.

The bronze ancient sword spanned the boundless universe, going around and around time, and now it has been almost half a year, recalling everything he had experienced in the past, Yuan Fan first thought of Qin Hutian and a few people, and he didn't know how they were doing now.

"If the bronze ancient sword can come to the other side of the starry sky, it will definitely be able to go back, and one day in the future, I will definitely take you back!"

Yuan Fan knew that Chen Ling's parents were ordinary workers, and now that they had been away from the earth for a few months, they must have been very anxious when they didn't see Chen Ling, or maybe they had called the police and fell into grief, he could understand such feelings, but now there is nothing he can do.

Xiuwei's strength is too weak to do more of what he wants to do, and even his life is in danger all the time.

Chen Ling nodded slightly, his expression was gloomy, and he didn't say anything more, just kept stroking the little white tiger.

"Don't worry, everything can pass, go back and pick them all over in the future!" Yuan Fan comforted her softly, stepped forward and held her hand, hoping that this would give her a sense of warmth and security.