After a cursory flip through it, I found that this book about the situation in the Divine Prison did not seem to have the detailed description of the situation in the outer books.

When he had an attempt at the Divine Prison before, he had flipped through the relevant books outside, and his impression seemed to be much more detailed than this one.

He rubbed the pages of a book made of animal leather, and he didn't know when it was written, but he didn't even write about the war of the gods, as if it had been written before the war of the gods.

The situation that I already knew quickly turned over, and when I turned to the back, I found that it was actually some stories about the divine prison in ancient times.

Flipping through the pages, I found that they were all legends and deeds related to the Divine Prison by ancient characters.

"Immortal Yuelan..."Lin Yuan, who was holding the book and reading, suddenly muttered, and when he turned to the last two pages, his spirit suddenly perked up a little, and he accidentally discovered a legend about the divine grass.

It is said that once upon a time there was a servant of God named "Strange", who was liked by God's daughter because of his good looks, and was punished by God for this, and was banished to the territory of March to suffer.

"Strange..."Lin Yuan muttered again, how did he feel that this name was a little familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.

After thinking about it, he continued to look down.

Suffering from scorching heat during the day, and facing the bitter wind and rain at night, suffering in that place where it is not easy to survive, after a long time, there is not even a person to talk to, and the "strange" is almost crazy.

One night, when it didn't rain, "Yi" suddenly noticed that the sky in the distance had an aurora, and the illusion was extremely beautiful.

It is said that it is normal for this phenomenon of aurora to appear, and it happens from time to time in all worlds, and no one takes it seriously, but "strange" regards it as the beauty in the torment, and he takes the danger to see the beauty in the torment as if he is crazy.

No one could relate to his mood at the time.

On the way, it was really dangerous, and he encountered various demon attacks, and when he arrived at his destination, he didn't see anything, only a plant that grew at night, and it was already dawn.

The temperature after dawn in the March Realm was beyond the imagination of ordinary people, enough to kill ordinary monks.

The surrounding bare and undulating slopes, he couldn't find a suitable place to hide, he didn't expect this place to be so dangerous, he couldn't find a suitable place to hide, no wonder he came here and found that he couldn't even see the shadow of a demon.

He desperately attacked the slopes, trying to make a place to hide, but the hardness of the ground made him desperate.

The sun came out, and the plants that grew at night gradually annihilated and withered into ashes, and he knew that he would not be able to keep up with the speed of the sun if he wanted to escape from this place with his cultivation.

"Strange" thought that he was dead, but at this time he saw a plant standing alone on a slope, and the surrounding plants had become fly ash, but the plant was still fine.

It was a purple orchid more than two feet tall, blooming with snow-white petals, and twelve purple fruits hanging from the branches.

Desperately casting a spell to resist the scorching "strange" curiosity, he dodged and landed on the slope to watch, only to find that after landing next to this orchid grass, it was like breaking into a cool realm, and he couldn't feel the scorching heat.

At first, he thought it was a hallucination, but later found out that it was really fine.

The "strange" who can't escape from this area in time can only sit here and wait for death, guarding this glimmer of hope.

As the sun began to fall, the orchid grass gradually became abnormal, gradually swelling a little, and the whole appearance began to form a shell, gradually like a dead stone carving.

"Yi" was very scared, worried that he would die if the bluegrass died, and he now clearly felt that his life was protected by this bluegrass.

However, the cool feeling of expelling the scorching heat was still there, and he could only tense his heartstrings and tremble.

Gradually, until the sun went down, until it was dark, "strange" only to find out that he was not dead, and found that he was still alive.

Finally having enough time to escape, "Yi" knelt on the ground and bowed sincerely in order to thank this orchid for saving his life.

And at this moment, cracks appeared on the body of the orchid grass, and a dark aura erupted from the cracks and went straight to the sky.

"Strange" looked up and saw the aurora in the night sky reappearing, he was so excited that he trembled a little, because he could clearly feel that the aurora in the night sky was transformed by the breath of this orchid plant.

The cracked shells on the blue grass's body also fell off under the breath, and they regained their due vitality as if they had been reborn from the dead.

He knew that he had encountered an unusual treasure, but he didn't know how to use it, so he stared at the fruit, feeling that it must be unusual, but he didn't know if he could eat it.

His heart was tormented, and before he knew it, it was dawning again, but he didn't run away this time, because he knew that this orchid could shelter him.

Sure enough, when the scorching sun was in the sky, when he felt unbearable, the bluegrass gradually released a cool feeling to expel the heat, and the bluegrass itself gradually formed its shell again, hiding itself under a body like a stone sculpture.

Staying up until nightfall again, and waiting for the bluegrass gas machine to squirt thin and shell and reborn, "Yi" finally couldn't help it, tried to pick a fruit, put it in his mouth and chewed and swallowed, and found that the entrance was cold, as if he was chewing Xuanbing.

When the fruit entered his stomach, his whole body was almost frozen into ice, but he felt that the energy that was beneficial to his cultivation was emanating, and he had to cast a spell to resist and refine, and when the refining was completed, the sky was also bright, and the high temperature hit again.

But "Strange" found that after refining the fruit, his cultivation had skyrocketed, so he was naturally overjoyed.

So that night, he picked a fruit again and ate it for refining.

In this way, "Yi" ate all the twelve fruits of the "Immortal Moon Orchid", and his cultivation was even more reborn.

With this cultivation, "Yi" boldly left the March Realm and defeated the god who punished him.

This is the end of the story, and I don't say what happened to the "strange" in the end, and I don't mention the sacred grass again.

"Immortal Yuelan?" Lin Yuan muttered to himself, quite skeptical, there was still such a rapidly growing cultivation divine grass in this world? Unheard of, if there was really such a divine artifact, it would not cause a huge robbery.

There is also this story, which is obviously different from the previous story, and the writing can be described as having a certain amount of detail, as if it is the personal experience of the writer who saw it with his own eyes.

Story, Lin Yuan smiled and shook his head, since it is a story, it may not be able to be taken seriously, just take a look.

Otherwise, if it is an oral story, such a bizarre story must be widely circulated.

He casually flipped to the last page, which was blank, and when his eyes swept to the name of the author, his eyes instantly widened a little, and he suddenly stood up.

The author's name is only one word, and it is a "different" character.

Lin Yuan was very surprised, his face was full of disbelief, he didn't know if the name of the person who wrote the book was the same person as the person in the story.

Could it be that this book was written "differently"? Could it be the personal experience of the person who wrote the book?

He was shocked and very suspicious.

Suddenly, I remembered something, and remembered why I felt that the name "strange" was a little familiar before.

He quickly put down the book, took out the book he had borrowed in the Canghai Pavilion from the storage ring, flipped to the book of exercises, and found that the final signature was not the "strange".

It wasn't until I turned to the book on pills that I found the name of the writer at the end, and it was the same "different" word, and even the charm of the font strokes was the same.

Throwing down the book in his hand, he quickly went around the long case, walked to the bookshelf and quickly took out a book to look at the author's signature, and found that it was not "different" or did not have a signature, so he quickly inserted it back, and took out the second book again to read.

He flipped through hundreds of books in one breath and found that most of them were not written by "other", only a few books.

After flipping through thousands of books, I looked at the sky outside, and then looked at the collection of books in Canghai Pavilion, which was in the tens of thousands, but I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to finish it in one day.

It had already taken a lot of time to finish reading the book about the March Realm before, and if I tossed it like this again, it was not early today.

He had no interest in flipping through it any further, and was going to come back to read it again in the future, but among the books that had been flipped over, he had marked all the books that had been written by the "other" ones, and pulled out a little bit compared with the other books that were placed in a flat position.

Although there are not many books written by "Strange", only a few have been found so far, but judging from the proportion of thousands of books read, the number of books written by "Strange" in Canghai Pavilion is definitely not small.

It is conceivable that this "different" is still a person who writes books and speaks.

He is still unsure whether this "stranger" who wrote the book is the punished servant of God.

If it is really the same person, it means that the story is the personal experience of the "different" person who wrote the book.

In other words, it is really possible that there is the divine grass mentioned in the story in the divine prison: the immortal moon orchid!

The momentum of surprise lasted for a while, but after all, it was over, even if the story was true, it happened before the war of the gods, the March Realm had long been destroyed, it was no longer the March Realm, it had already become the current Divine Prison.

And the reason why he came to Canghai Pavilion this time to look at the situation of the Divine Prison was because the environment of the Divine Prison had changed greatly, and two of the three moons in the Divine Prison had been blown up by the gods, and one was also disabled. The huge changes in the celestial bodies have also caused huge changes to the Divine Prison, so that the Divine Prison will produce some special spirit grasses or fairy grasses and the like, so even if the Divine Prison has immortal Yuelana and other divine objects, it may not be possible now.

When he came back to his thoughts, he originally wanted to find out the distribution of various spirit grasses and the like in the Divine Prison, so as to prepare in advance for some plans during the assessment.

So he put aside his blind thoughts for a while, and after putting the books on the table back to their places, he turned around and left.

Before going out, he still looked back, and he couldn't help but ponder for a moment, he didn't know how many "different" books were hidden here, but he didn't expect that Master Long would have collected so many books written by the same person.

He had looked through it before, and the books written by "Alien" involved various categories, and Master Long seemed to have inherited all the books of "Alien".

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