"Uh, Xiao Wang, do you think you want to play by the stream over there?"

"Master," Wang Zizi looked a little helpless, "I'm not a child anymore. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

"In that case," Chen Yuan said, "you should understand the painstaking efforts of others, the situation in this house is unknown, what danger will there be if you can't say it, Master is going to open the way for you, you can wait outside with peace of mind." ”

After appeasing the cheap apprentice, regardless of his unconvinced expression, Chen Yuan stepped into the wooden house.

Although Chen Yuan's cultivation was improved by his own devouring ability, the sect's exercises had been learned, and the aura in his body was also in accordance with the path of Ying Tianzong.

At this time, the prohibition in front of the door swept over Chen Yuan's body, and it disappeared after just a slight circle.

Just entered the room smoothly, and as soon as he saw the situation in front of him, Chen Yuan couldn't help but blurt out a sentence of "what is this situation".

The room was hazy, and the fog was so thick that it seemed to condense into a pool of spring water at any time.

But this fog does not give people any sense of discomfort, but refreshes people's hearts, like a spring breeze, which makes people feel very comfortable.

Because this mist is actually manifested by the aura, the aura that is so rich that it seems to have condensed into substance in this three-zhang wooden house.

"Why are you still stunned? This is the gift of the ancestral master, why don't you hurry up and absorb it with your heart?" came the voice of the senior sister in the mist.

Chen Yuan sat down according to his words, but he was smiling bitterly in his heart, secretly thinking that although this aura was good, it was a pity that he did not have a dantian to absorb it.

But at this moment, Chen Yuan was surprised to feel that even though he hadn't run the exercises to absorb it, this rich aura had penetrated along his mouth and nose, his bare skin, and even every pore on his body.

This is the first time Chen Yuan has experienced the feeling of absorbing spiritual power without running an ability.

"What's going on?"

But soon, a word came to Chen Yuan's mind - osmotic effect.

Under normal circumstances, although the aura of the outside world is ubiquitous, it can be described as extremely weak compared to the concentration of aura in the monk's body.

At this time, if the monks wanted to absorb the aura from the outside world, they needed the help of a "pump", and Chen Yuan was unable to cultivate precisely because he lacked this pump-dantian in his body.

But now, in this inconspicuous wooden house, the intensity of the aura was unheard of, far exceeding the concentration of aura in the monk's body.

Such an opportunity could not be missed, and in order to speed up the absorption, Chen Yuan even used the Devouring ability.

At this moment, Chen Yuan seemed to have turned into a small black hole, and small whirlpools formed by the rapid absorption of spiritual energy floated around Chen Yuan, visible to the naked eye.

At the same time, in Chen Yuan's body, the aura tides seemed to form waterfalls, constantly pouring towards the inside of Danding.

Within the Danding, the golden pill seed in the chaos became brighter and brighter under the convergence of such a massive amount of aura.

From a little glow, it turned into a dark night star, then to a bright moon, and finally it became a miniature dazzling sun.

And under the continuous washing of the aura, the sun was constantly shaking and trembling, as if something was born from it in the next moment.

But at this moment, the wave of aura surging from the outside world suddenly stopped.

"Huh?"

Chen Yuan, who was immersed in the pleasure of his strength advancing by leaps and bounds, instantly woke up from that refreshing feeling.

When he opened his eyes, Chen Yuan couldn't help but smile dumbly.

Inside the house, the aura that was originally so rich that it almost condensed into substance was now much weaker.

Only a faint mist was still floating around, but the concentration of the aura had dropped, and the terrifying infiltration effect had stopped.

Chen Yuan scratched his head, looking a little embarrassed.

According to his estimates, the aura that disappeared in this room was sucked by him at least seven floors.

It's a pity that the golden pill seeds in the body germinate, only one step away, just one step away, you can break through to the late stage of foundation building.

Thinking of this, Chen Yuan couldn't help but feel a move in his heart, Master Zu once said that he was often bullied in his early years, presumably he didn't have the ability to devour like himself at that time.

Is it possible that the patriarch also accidentally discovered a place with extremely strong aura like here, so as to step on the realm of foundation building?

It's just that Chen Yuan is a little worried that no one is destined to answer these questions for him.

At this moment, although the concentration of aura in the house has decreased a lot, it is still much thicker than the outside world, and they are still an excellent place to cultivate for Senior Sister Li and Prince Su.

It's just that for Chen Yuan, it has no effect.

Chen Yuan stood up, did not disturb their cultivation, and looked at the arrangement in this room.

As soon as he entered the room before, he was immersed in cultivation, and coupled with the strong aura shielding, Chen Yuan didn't see what the scene in this room was.

After some careful consideration at this time, Chen Yuan realized that this should be the place where the patriarch meditated and practiced in the past.

On the left side of the room, on the bluestone slab, there was a simple futon, and Chen Yuan was curious and sat down.

The moment he landed on the futon, Chen Yuan was in a trance, and he seemed to see a picture in front of him.

In the picture, an old man in a long robe with a blurred face got up from the futon and left, before leaving, he suddenly stopped and took a deep breath, and a small aura vortex suddenly formed in mid-air.

This can be regarded as a small gift left by the old man to future generations. The old man smiled indifferently, and then his figure disappeared.

The picture ended here, and with a "hiss", Chen Yuan was surprised, but he didn't expect that the rich aura in this room was not something born or formed by a formation, but just that the old man inhaled it casually, and the power did not dissipate for thousands of years, thus slowly accumulating a lot of aura.

Chen Yuan stood up from the futon, yearning for the patriarch's bearing and demeanor.

In front of the futon there was a wooden table, on which were scattered with piles of pages, which were still intact after thousands of years.

Chen Yuan picked it up and looked at it, it seemed that it was some of the ideas and exploration process recorded by the ancestor when he created the "Nine Heavens Lotus Sutra".

Chen Yuan didn't understand the significance of this record, but just regarded it as an idle anecdote, and watched it with relish.

As the aura in the house became weaker and weaker, it slowly did not have much effect on Senior Sister Li in the Jindan period, she woke up from her meditation, saw Chen Yuan's actions, and took a few pages curiously.

"This, could this be the experience of Master Zu when he created the sect exercises?" Senior Sister Li was surprised.

"Yes, what's wrong," Chen Yuan didn't understand why Senior Sister was so fussed, and pointed to a paragraph on the page, "You see, the ancestor said that he had a meridian route wrong back then, but his luck diverged during the experiment, and he let out a stinky fart for ten days in a row...... Haha, it's funny. ”

Senior Sister Li had a serious face and did not smile at all.

"Chen Yuan, do you know what these records mean?"