After a long silence, it slowly closed its eyes and seemed to fall into a deep sleep again. Its majestic form gradually faded away, and once again it became the appearance of a great mountain, and disappeared into the mountains.

Ba Shen fell asleep, and the scene in front of Ling Xiangyuan's eyes blurred again, after a while. He opened his eyes again, the stele in his hand was still the same, and the place where he was was was still the Northern Desert, with heavy snowfall.

"The world in the stele!" Ling Xiangyuan looked at the familiar scene around him, the golden spirit beast was still tormenting Tuyang Wan'er, and neither of them had any abnormalities, as if nothing had changed, as if he had been standing in place just now and had not moved.

"Boy, don't look at it, the Baxia Monument is a divine soldier, a space of its own, and it was your consciousness that entered the Baxia Monument just now. Qing Xuanzhe looked at Ling Xiangyuan's puzzled appearance and said.

Ling Xiangyuan looked at the Baxia Monument, and his palm touched the fine Baxia lines, and his body seemed to have some close connection with the Baxia Monument.

The feeling of Baxia Tablet is different from before, probably because of the changes he has changed after being recognized by the Tablet Spirit.

He thought like this, and suddenly, he thought of something in an idea, and said to Qing Xuanzhe: "Senior, can this world in the monument be used as a storage space?"

"It should be possible!" Qing Xuanzhe was stunned, Ling Xiangyuan was the first person he had ever seen who used the divine weapon as a storage space, this was too wasteful.

Ling Xiangyuan didn't have so many ideas, he just lacked a storage magic weapon, and the space in the stele was just used to hold the things he needed to carry.

On the Xianwu Continent, both martial artists and cultivators need to use storage magic weapons to carry some items with them.

As for the storage magic weapon, only the cultivators of the Martial King Realm can refine it, so it is said that the storage magic weapon is a very precious existence in the Xianwu Continent.

Ling Xiangyuan has long been greedy for this kind of storage magic weapon such as Qiankun bags, and many items are only very troublesome to carry around, but now that the small world in the Baxia Monument has been discovered by him, it must not be wasted like this.

He carefully looked at the Baxia Monument, tried to inject Yuan Li, and then his mind moved, and his consciousness entered the Baxia Monument again.

He was very excited that his consciousness had successfully entered the Baxia Monument, and as for whether he could store things, it was up to him to try. Immediately, he quickly withdrew his consciousness from the world of the Baxia Monument, and took out a dozen spars that he carried with him to try.

He picked up a spar, and the yuan power was injected into the Baxia stele, and as soon as his mind moved, the spar disappeared in his hand, as if by magic. Then, he quickly probed his mind into the world of the stele, where the vanished spar was lying quietly on the ground.

"Looks like there's nothing wrong with storage. The first attempt, Ling Xiangyuan succeeded, he was very excited, and muttered to himself.

He withdrew his consciousness from the world in the stele, and put all the remaining spars into the stele, and then took them out. After repeating this several times, he suddenly realized that his consciousness was able to connect with anything in the world of the monument.

His consciousness can feel every mountain in the world of the monument, and can connect with every inch of land, as if in this world, he is like a master, and he can clearly feel the changes in the world in the monument.

"It seems that after the spirit of the stele admits it, I can control everything in the world in the stele. Ling Xiangyuan muttered to himself, trying to manipulate the movement of a large mountain.

His mind moved, and a verdant mountain in the distance rose from the ground and suspended in the sky under his control.

He kept trying, and the geography of the world in the monument changed with his mind. In his thoughts, a large river suddenly appeared, crossing the entire world in the stele.

After several attempts, he found that as long as it was owned by the world in the stele, he could control it at will. However, he has no control over the objects in the outside world, nor can he connect with his consciousness.

"Can you put living things in?" Ling Xiangyuan looked at the mountains in the world of the stele, and sighed in his heart, there are only dead things in this world, except for the Baxia and the egrets condensed by the clouds and mist, there are no other living things.

He wanted to try to put living creatures in, if he could, the world in the stele could imprison Tuyang Wan'er, so that he didn't have to take Tuyang Wan'er with him all the time, and he didn't have to worry about it.

If the floating seal fails, wouldn't Tuyang Wan'er follow the bomb to explode.

However, as long as he is in the world of the stele, even if the floating seal fails, he is confident that he can deal with her, not to mention another unfathomable tyrant.

Ling Xiangyuan thought for a moment, and said that he would do it, and he first found an ant as a try. As soon as his mind moved, Yuan Li was injected into the Baxia Monument, and then observed the changes of the ant.

To his disappointment, the ant was not affected in the slightest, which devastated him.

However, Ling Xiangyuan was not a person who gave up easily, he tried several times, but in the end he failed.

"It still doesn't work!" he shook his head and whispered with a frown.

As everyone knows, the storage space can only store dead things, and living things can't fit in, Ling Xiangyuan originally thought that the space in the Baxia Monument had become a small world, and it should be different, but the result made him a little disappointed.

He grabbed the ant, put it in his palm, raised his palm, was level with his line of sight, frowned, and said to himself: "Can't the space of the divine soldier fit into a living thing?"

At that moment, suddenly, the ant disappeared from the palm of his hand, and he rubbed his eyes to make sure he was not mistaken. Then, his consciousness entered the world of the stele, and the ant was inadvertently packed in by him just now.

"What's going on?" Ling Xiangyuan was surprised, he had inadvertently put this ant in, what about the previous failures?

With a new opportunity, he made several more attempts, and finally found out. The Baxia Monument can load dead objects within a range of two meters, and if you want to load a living thing, you need Ling Xiangyuan to touch this object before you can put it in.

After figuring out the reason for the failure, Ling Xiangyuan felt a burst of joy in his heart. Since the living creature was successfully packed into the Baxia Monument by him, he turned his head to look at Tuyang Wan'er behind him, smiled evilly, and walked over.

"Witch, how is it? How do you feel?" he walked over, looked at Tuyang Wan'er, who was tortured by the golden spirit beast, and asked with a sneer.

"Hmph, you have the ability to get this perverted cat away, let me go and fight with me openly!" Tuyang Wan'er looked embarrassed by the torture of the golden spirit beast, her long hair was messy and scattered on her shoulders, her eyebrows were frowned, and her delicate little face carried a murderous intent, and she said viciously.

"Meow!" The golden spirit beast slapped Tuyang Wan'er's head fiercely with its claws, and then revealed a high-spirited look, and its four paws kept gesturing.

Ling Xiangyuan ignored the golden spirit beast, he looked at Tuyang Wan'er, smiled evilly, stretched out two fingers, lifted Tuyang Wan'er's chin, and said shamelessly: "Your skills are not as good as people, and you are still so hard-mouthed, you are still a martial king!"

"You ......" Tuyang Wan'er was lifted by Ling Xiangyuan's white chin, her pretty face flushed, and then returned to normal, staring at Ling Xiangyuan angrily, and she was speechless for a long time.

"You stay honest with me first!" Ling Xiangyuan sneered, as soon as his thoughts moved, Yuan Li was injected into the Baxia Monument, and Tuyang Wan'er disappeared in an instant, and he was loaded into the world of the Monument.

The golden spirit beast looked at Ling Xiangyuan and the two, Tuyang Wan'er suddenly disappeared, it looked confused, and screamed "meow", its claws kept gesturing, asking where Tuyang Wan'er was.

"Master Cat, he was put into the Baxia Monument by me. Ling Xiangyuan looked at the golden spirit beast amusedly, patted the tablet, and said with a smile.

"Meow?" the golden spirit beast looked confused, and scratched its little head with its claws, as if it was thinking.

Ling Xiangyuan looked at the cute appearance of the golden spirit beast, laughed for a while, and said, "Master Cat, don't think about it if you can't figure it out, why do you add to your troubles." ”

The golden spirit beast glanced at Ling Xiangyuan, meowed at him, and then turned its head away, and burrowed into Ling Xiangyuan's hair with a look of chagrin.

In the tablet of Baxia, Ling Xiangyuan had already arranged the cage, and the mountains were connected into a circle, and a clearing flowed out of the middle of the mountain.

"Where is this?" Tuyang Wan'er said in surprise as she entered the Baxia Monument and landed in the clearing, looking at the mountains stretching in front of her.

"Witch, stay inside, when the time comes, I'll let you out!" Ling Xiangyuan's voice came out of the sky, surrounding the middle of the mountain.

Tuyang Wan'er looked up, but she didn't see Ling Xiangyuan's figure, she looked shocked, and said coldly, "What the hell is this place? What do you want to do?"

"Witch, if you feel lonely, I can call the cat master to accompany you!"

"What kind of place is this?" Tuyang Wan'er said in a deep voice with a cold expression. However, no one answered her, only her own echo, constantly circulating around.

Seeing this, Ling Xiangyuan's consciousness withdrew from the world in the stele and returned to the real world. He carried the monument on his back and looked into the distance, where should he go now?

In the northern desert, the wind and snow were still there, and he stood there alone with the Baxia Monument on his back. The wind and snow fell on the tips of his shoulders and hair, dyeing the tips of his hair and eyebrows, and he looked like a homeless old man.

"Boy Xiang Yuan, you have broken through to the martial arts realm, and the future road will depend on you!" Qing Xuanzhe's voice broke the atmosphere at the moment and said.

Ling Xiangyuan had reluctance in his eyes, and said in a deep voice, "Senior, are you leaving?"

"Hmm. Qing Xuanzhe's voice came out, and there was no evil charm in his voice, but a little more hoarse and heavy.

After many days of running-in, the relationship between him and Ling Xiangyuan has become a teacher and a friend, and parting at this time will inevitably be more heavy.