Inside the pavilion, several staggered beams of light were thrown from the window lattice, turning the darkness into darkness.

As Yi Han pushed the door open, a slightly damp smell of rotting wood suddenly rushed in, Yi Han frowned, covered his mouth and nose and looked in, but everywhere he saw, there was only a dark outline in his pupils for a while.

Yi Han stayed in place for a while, and after getting used to the light in the pavilion, he walked in, and the immortal in the painting followed Yi Han and swept in.

In the pavilion, countless stone platforms are like stone forests, row upon row, row upon row, there is a book of bamboo slips placed on it, if the light in the pavilion is brighter again, it must be a dazzling piece, into people's eyes.

In the pavilion, countless stone platforms are like stone forests, row upon row, row upon row, there is a book of bamboo slips placed on it, if the light in the pavilion is brighter again, it must be a dazzling piece, into people's eyes.

But the first thing that caught Yi Han's eye was not these Dharma scrolls.

I saw that in the center of the pavilion, a huge grinding plate was erected, and on both sides of it were covered with dense words. Yi Han's expression moved, and he walked straight forward.

"Within the universe, the world perceives the mysteries of heaven and earth with spirit, body and soul, and realizes thousands of avenues. There are many spiritual and physical cultivators in the world, but only those who know the method of soul cultivation are few ......"

"When the old man was young, he often practiced in dangerous situations, and on the way back, he met a Bai Suo who climbed the realm and traveled to the party, and his palm was unpredictable. The old man followed the Tao, begged for seven days, and got a gift of soul attraction to dispel the soul, and after a few months of hearing the Tao from him, Bai Chau was nowhere to be found. ”

"After returning to the garden, the old man devoted himself to practicing for decades, and finally took the palm of his face, in order to strengthen my ancient ink, the old man created the soul method, dispelled the ghost valley cave sky, established the soul and cultivated a vein, and preached and taught. ”

“......”

Yi Han muttered as he read out the words on one side of the grinding plate, which recorded the beginning and end of the first Guigu Cave Master's cultivation of the Divine Soul and the process of founding the Guigu Cave Heaven. Looking back at the bamboo slips in the pavilion, Yi Han was suddenly full of admiration for the first Guigu Cave Master.

"This is really one person holding up a cave!I just didn't expect that the current Guigu Cave Heaven would decline to this point!" Yi Han sighed a little, and then walked to the other side of the grinding plate, but just after taking a look at the grinding plate, Yi Han was stunned for a moment.

I saw that a carved picture was chiseled and painted on the wall, but its texture was exactly the same as the carved picture of the Liuren Divine Class found by Yi Han in the cave in the snow forest.

"Could it be that the Bai Chau he said is the same person who is watching the heavens in the Snow Forest Cave?" Yi Han turned his head to look at the fairy in the painting, and the other party was also looking at the carved picture, obviously also discovering a trace of familiarity on the grinding plate.

Seeing that the immortal in the painting was also puzzled, Yi Han continued to look at the grinding plate. Underneath the carved picture of the six people, there is a large paragraph of text. It talks about the realm of soul cultivation and the explanation of the six carvings, and Yi Han finally has a detailed understanding of soul cultivation after reading it.

Its content probably says that there are three feasible ways of soul cultivation, Dan Dao and Technique, but the third path is not mentioned on the grinding plate for some reason. Dan is the Dan master, dry bones and raw meat, hanging pot to help the world, the sorcerer is a warlock, the god is far away, and the array is five elements.

The number of spells is divided into three forms, each of which has the realm of seven patterns, and the six gods are the first type. Because the soul cultivation line requires a very high level of comprehension, and there are strict requirements for the realm of the divine soul, most practitioners, even if they are powerful in spiritual cultivation, have only just entered the threshold of the first form, and it is difficult for them to improve the realm.

Later, he also said that if a one-pattern six-man warlock was in charge of the soul method, it was comparable to the spiritual cultivation of the dust-touching realm, and the first ghost valley cave master was actually a four-pattern six-man warlock. Yi Han pondered, if it was compared to spiritual cultivation, then the first Ghost Valley Cave Master was already equivalent to a monk in the Heaven Transformation Realm!

At this moment, Yi Han suddenly thought of the warlock of the Jiuli clan, he hadn't noticed before, there seemed to be two silver lines on the forehead of the other party blocked by the jade bead, and the few people he saw in the moon cave also seemed to have marks on their foreheads.

The last content is the description of the six carvings, although the mantra of the heavenly machine must be taught by a teacher, but fundamentally speaking, it also needs the self-realization of the person who cultivates. And when Yi Han was looking at the grinding plate, he suddenly noticed a difference in the carving. Compared with the carving of the six rens he saw in the cave of the snow forest, the carving in front of him seems to be much simplified, and the four words of the Tao that he realized are also written on the grinding plate, and there are annotations below. However, Yi Han looked at these annotations, but shook his head, the other party's understanding can only be used as a reference, not his own understanding, and cannot be copied.

"This engraving seems to be born from the six carvings I saw in the snow forest cave, as for everything on this grinding plate, it should be the first Guigu cave master's lifelong understanding, his six carvings have cultivated four lines, although there is Taoist guidance, but he still has not fully realized the six carvings. ”

"There are three types of techniques, I don't know what the other two are?" The grinding plate did not mention, Yi Han suddenly wanted to ask the immortal in the painting, but when he thought of the difficulty of the cultivation of the number of techniques, he felt that he was a little ambitious, pursed his lips, and swallowed back the words that were about to come out of his mouth.

At present, Yi Han has the most primitive carving, and although the one on the grinding disc can be referenced, it is not of much use. Retracting his gaze from the grinding plate, Yi Han immediately set his gaze on the stone platforms in the pavilion.

"The other Cave Heaven Scripture Pavilion must be bustling, and it is difficult to find a technique, but the Ghost Valley Cave Heaven Nuo Great Scripture Pavilion has become my exclusive ......" The corners of Yi Han's mouth rose, although he had no teacher to preach, but the resources were rich to the extreme.

"Tibetan Armor Sword Array, Falling Star Array......" Yi Han approached the stone platforms, looking at the words engraved on them describing the scriptures, his eyes were blazing.

"Mustard Seed Quicksand Formation!" Suddenly, Yi Han's gaze swept over an enemy blocking formation on his side, and after reading the words on the stone platform, his expression suddenly became strange, "I didn't expect that this formation was laid on the steps before!"

Yi Han became interested, and reached out to take the bamboo slip, but when his hand just passed the edge of the stone platform, it was instantly bounced away.

"What's the matter!" Yi Han's face was stunned, he took great pains to enter the Jing Pavilion, if he couldn't get it by looking at the treasure mountain, then he would have the heart to die.

Suddenly, Yi Han thought of something, and gathered soul power in his palm to take it to the bamboo slip again, this time, there was no power to bounce him away, but as he gradually went deeper, he found that the soul power above the divine soul was quickly depleted, until Yi Han's fingertips just touched the bamboo slip, and his soul power was also exhausted. Without the support of soul power in the palm of his hand, the force of repulsion appeared again, and Yi Han's arm was bounced out again.

Yi Han was stunned in place, looking at his palm, and then at the bamboo slips that were still on the stone platform, and suddenly felt a little like crying. Mo Lao once said that as long as you enter the scripture pavilion, you can refer to it at will, and now it seems that there are many restrictions on wanting to practice these scriptures.

"Presumably, the cultivation of this method of magic also requires soul power. The fairy in the painting looked at the process of Yi Han's method and shrugged his shoulders and said.

Yi Han nodded, he also saw that if he wanted to cultivate these bamboo slips, he had to have enough divine soul power to control them. Thinking that now that his divine soul had just entered the virtual realm, and the white light spots on his divine soul were less than one percent, Yi Han suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness.

Because for him, there are only two ways to cultivate the soul at present, one is meditation, the cultivation speed is relatively slow, and the other is devouring, but in terms of the environment at this time, it is almost impossible to encounter a spirit beast with soul power like a fire fox.

"There is no other way but to hurry up and meditate, otherwise it will be a waste of time to come to this Guigu Cave to be naïve......" Yi Han frowned, with unwillingness in his heart, but he was helpless. Fortunately, he has a lot of time at this time, and he has room to meditate.

Yi Han did not return to his perch, so he found an open place in the scripture pavilion and began his practice in retreat on the spot......

Time passed, the snow melted, the cold receded, and a large area of greenery was born, bathed in the sun and rain, growing into shade, and it was full of color, and at this time it had been eight months since the retreat of Yi Han.

Yi Han was in the Ancient Ink Garden, and during the period when he disappeared from the outside world, the various sects were still sparing no effort to find him, because the news that Yi Han had the Turbidity Cultivation Pill and the Millennium Poison Pill had spread, and the Liyin Flute in Yi Han's hand was still coveted.

In addition, the Great Elder of the Bone Dock, Yu Yu Daoren, was killed because of the Truth Evil Beast, and he and Ghost Ling were also looking for Yi Han all over the world. However, Tu Lie, the lord of the Manggu Swamp, was unusual, Tu Xian was killed, he should have been the person who wanted Yi Han to die the most, but after the people besieged Zimu Que, his shout of revenge against Yi Han was no longer as strong.

In the pavilion, when a ray of morning light penetrated through the window lattice, Yi Han exhaled turbid breath, and suddenly opened his eyes, and a silver mark on his forehead flashed a few times, and disappeared in an instant.

During this time, the white light spots on Yi Han's soul were already covered with more than a percent, and halfway through, he relied on this again and tried those bamboo slips, but fortunately, he was able to take out a small handful of them. However, it is a little regrettable that he still failed to make great progress in the Liuren Divine Class.

After looking at these bamboo slips, Yi Han had some understanding of the method of mathematics. There are grades of the Six Divine Techniques, which are opposite to the realm of the Seven Patterns. He hadn't yet reached the level of a six-rank warlock, so all he took out were some ungrade spells. It's just that according to his view, the techniques in this scripture pavilion are only up to the fourth order, and there are only a few volumes, which looks quite rare.

Yi Han stood up and stretched his waist, and when he raised his head and inadvertently glanced at the wooden pillar supporting the Jing Pavilion beside him, he hurriedly showed a dodging look, only to see that there were countless transparent finger holes on it.

During the retreat, he had successfully broken through the small realm of spiritual marrow and entered the middle stage of the realm of touching dust, the small realm of the constant vein, and based on this, he also successfully cultivated the second level of the Liuyang Finger, and those traces on the wooden pillar were left by his practice.

"If you're ready to get out, I'll take you to a place first!" Suddenly, the fairy in the painting swept in front of Yi Han's eyes like a ghost, and said quietly.