Chapter 15: One Night (1)
Chapter 15 Overnight Rapid Completion As the layers of Na Tianmu swirled, it suddenly lit up at the innermost core, and white light shot out along the scattered gaps, intermittently.
Fang Ling stared at Na Tianmu, and suddenly his consciousness seemed to be pulled and entered Na Tianmu.
Diving into Natianmu along his consciousness, Natianmu is no longer a small ball, but as huge as a giant palace, each line is as wide as a road, and every layer of thin skin is like a city wall.
Fang Ling went deeper and deeper, and when he reached the most core place, he found that what emitted the light was a bead as white as jade, which seemed to sense the appearance of the arrival, and the bead suddenly had a great light, and suddenly, the surrounding Natian wood layer disappeared, and in exchange for it, it was a circle of pieces of paper.
These pieces of paper are no more than two pieces of paper length and width, neatly arranged, floating in all directions, Fang Ling stretched out his hand on the nearby piece of paper, and saw that there was a faint fluorescence on it, Fang Ling seemed to be pulled into the piece of paper, and suddenly came to a room.
It was late at night, the house was lit with candles, and a middle-aged Confucian scholar in a white robe was sitting in front of the wooden table, holding a brush in his hand, and was writing on a scroll.
Fang Ling suddenly understood, this is the memory recorded by Na Tianmu, so speaking, the middle-aged Confucian is the cabinet scholar Wang Yonglu who wrote the book of Diluo Wanxiang, and the reason why he was able to open Na Tianmu is said to be because King Yama has crossed a point of yang energy in him.
He walked quickly to Wang Yonglu's side, looked at the scroll, and saw that it was written: "It is called Snake Luo Fruit, which is strange like a miscellaneous tree, with dark lines on the body, and a scarlet fruit on the top." This thing grows in a place where snakes gather, and the more venomous the snake, the more it can raise a snake fruit with bright fruits, and it can avoid snake venom. ”
After finishing speaking, Wang Yonglu picked the snake fruit, put it in his mouth and chewed it, swallowed it, and then added: "The taste is as sweet as honey." ”
Fang Ling saw it with a little admiration, Wang Yonglu was not just talking on paper, listening to others, he looked at it and studied it personally, and actually took it himself, what courage this is, as a ghost, if he dies again, it will be gone.
As soon as he thought of this, the image had disappeared, Fang Ling casually clicked on another piece of paper, and suddenly there was a cliff on top of the cliff, there were several guards who looked like followers on the cliff, Wang Yonglu was standing among them, Fang Ling was in the air, and he could see very clearly that there was a guard picking a five-colored flower on the edge of the cliff.
After the guards picked the five-colored flowers, a guard next to them began to introduce the origin and efficacy of the flowers, Wang Yonglu listened and made a record, and then practiced it himself, analyzing whether the five-color flowers were consistent with the rumors.
A piece of paper, recording a piece of story, the vast underworld, vast as the sea, on the earth of the Yin Si Mansion is enough to count hundreds, although the size of each Yin Si Mansion is different, but all kinds of spiritual medicinal materials are tens of thousands, not to mention that many things are rare and rare, not easy to find, to investigate and record these in detail one by one, the time and energy spent is very human, and it is precisely because the people in the underworld can live for hundreds of years, so they can complete such a grand cause.