Fang Yan lay in bed for a few more days before he could slowly move around on the ground. Thinking that he was under the siege of wolves, he could escape with his whole body and not be too seriously injured, but he made such a serious injury when he advanced to a step, which really made people laugh and cry.

At night, the dialect could finally soak in the bathtub, and he had long wanted to take a bath, but his whole body was full of unpleasant smell of blood, and he had formed a layer of scabs, and his whole body was uncomfortable. There was no injury on the outside of his body, but slowly thinking back to the process of advancement, he knew that his injuries were mainly in the meridians, and he couldn't use his mana recently, so he could only recuperate in such a boring way.

This is simply boring for the dialect that has been diligent in cultivation for the past year, and I don't know what to do every day. After taking a bath, the two maids waited to get dressed, and Fang Yan stepped into the long-lost study.

For more than ten days, the dialect was in the study, or walking around the neighborhood, leisurely talking to the maids, and chatting with the parents. During this period, Fang Yan also secretly returned the Gathering Spirit Pill to his father, so that he could sell it to pay off those debts, at that time, Fang Tong stared at Fang Yan like seeing a ghost, and he didn't expect that he would advance without using the Gathering Spirit Pill.

This is unheard of, Fang Tong can't believe that his son has such a rebellious qualification, and immediately asked Fang Yan to keep his mouth shut, and he must not reveal anything, otherwise let other families know, he is afraid that he will cause big trouble again.

Not to mention, this kind of leisurely life is also very comfortable, except for making Fang Yan's heart a little empty from time to time, it is not too uncomfortable. A few days ago, the clan also sent someone to send a storage bag, which contained twenty spirit stones, as well as three qi training pills, and a jade slip, which was a family profile and the situation of nearby forces, that is, these few things, none of the magic weapons and talismans In addition, the person who came also told him that he could also go to Wenchang Pavilion in the past few days to receive the exercises of the qi refining period.

The injury began to gradually improve, and the soreness in the meridians was not so strong, plus Fang Tong got a healing pill, although the effect was not very good, it was always better than nothing. Fang Yan tried to run his mana slowly, but except for a slight pain in the meridians, there was no discomfort for the rest.

The next day, Qingluan accompanied Fang Yan and came to Wenchang Pavilion again, in addition to thanking a few stewards, he also came to the highest floor of the pavilion alone. There are very few books in this layer, the content is obviously much more high-end, and there are some jade slips in it, but there are not a few books. A few bookshelves, some books and jade slips, the dialect took less than an hour, and it was in a hurry.

The basic ones included here are the exercises and methods, and the others are mostly the cultivation notes and experiences of the monks of the Fang family in the past dynasties, and there are also a small number of introductions to the customs of the cultivation realm, and even records involving Dan utensils and the like, which are just superficial descriptions and are not of great use.

Fang Yan only picked out a book and two jade slips, all of which were experiences and notes, and went to the steward of this layer. Then the steward copied the two jade slips into a new jade slip, and handed the book to Fang Yan, asking him to return it within ten days. Subsequently, he gave Fang Yan a jade slip, which recorded the Fang family's main cultivation method form and determination. Only those in the early stage of qi refining, and the rest can only be obtained when they break through the realm, and the highest is said to be able to cultivate to the Jindan stage, which made Fang Yan a little excited at that time.

Put the things in the storage bag, Fang Yan returned home, began to read every day, tried to practice the Fa decision, slowly transformed the mana in the body, and began to adapt to the divine consciousness that only monks have. One of the spells attached to the Shape and Intention Decision can be cultivated now, and that is the Inner Vision Technique. It is said that it is internal vision, but it is not the inner vision of the divine consciousness that is used to sense the situation in one's own body, mainly the situation in the dantian and meridians.

It only took Fang Yan an hour to learn this spell, and then he kept sensing the situation in his dantian, and it took a long time to only have a few wisps of mana on his face, and there was nothing unusual. It's really weird, several times the cool air is from the dantian, but now there is nothing, so where does this cool air come from?

Unable to find anything unusual, Fang Yan breathed a sigh of relief, if there is no problem, do you have to find one. There is no abnormality in the initial induction of the meridians, but after careful experience, it can be clearly felt that there are small cracks everywhere, and a few are a little deformed.

After thinking about the dialect, he followed the practice method of forming and intending to move mana in his body, and slowly let his body adapt to the flow of mana. He didn't dare to absorb the aura around him, let alone swallow the pill, and the aura around him was also very thin, if he hadn't become a monk, he wouldn't have felt it at all.

After an hour, the dialect has nothing to do, and I dare not practice it anymore, for fear that the meridians will not be able to stand it. I suddenly thought of a few things I got by the river last year, and the magic weapon longsword I wanted the most was still buried by the river, and I had to wait until my body was better to get it back.

Then Fang Yan quietly came to the practice room, the room had been tidied up, and the messy places that were a little messy when rushing through the customs were all cleaned up, and the array flags and futons had already been returned. As soon as he entered, Fang Yan closed the doors and windows tightly, and carefully probed the surrounding situation with his divine sense, and then took out a few things buried under the floor tiles.

First picked up the largest black storage bag, but the divine sense could not be opened, and it took a long time to find that there was a divine sense mark on it, and his divine consciousness was still too weak, and if he wanted to open it, he could only grind it a little bit, and slowly grind the mark away, with this method, the dialect took a lot of effort, until the divine sense was about to be exhausted.

Fang Yan had to meditate for a while, resting for about half an hour, and then using his divine sense to put it inside. Who knows, my heart jumped, and I saw that the space inside the bag was huge, about ten zhang square, and it was full of dense demon beast materials and various large pieces of ore, many of which I didn't know. On a corner inside, there are hundreds of jade boxes placed on top of each other, and if you open a few of them at random, they are either spirit grass or unknown materials and ores, which are more valuable.

Knowing that his divine sense was too weak, Fang Yan did not rashly open other storage bags, but put a few things back in their places and recuperated quietly. After a while, I felt that I had recovered a little, so I had some jade slips, or I went to the study and copied the book.

At night, the dialect was extremely boring, and he couldn't practice, so he kept using his newly learned internal vision technique in the practice room. I remember that there is an introduction in the jade slip, the biggest difference between monks and mortals is that they have divine consciousness and open up the upper dantian, which is also called the sea of knowledge, or the sea of divine consciousness. The dialect felt fresh, and I also thought about my own knowledge of the sea, and when I felt in my heart, there was a gray space, and there was nothing in it. The Qi Refining Stage cultivators have begun to have a divine soul, and they are still very weak, and they have not yet formed at all, let alone cultivating the Yuan Shen, which can only be cultivated by the cultivators of the Foundation Building Period.

After a while, he felt interested, and he found a blue point of light, and subconsciously wanted to get closer to something, but when he thought about it, the point of light came to the front at once. It turned out to be the blue bead that used to be in the dialect dantian, and I don't know when it ran into the sea of knowledge.

"It seems that the bead I lost has changed color, become darker, and has reached the sea of my consciousness. The dialect was finally recognized, and I couldn't find a clue after thinking about it.

"Knowing the sea is more important than the dantian, and this blue bead can't let it stay here. Thinking of this, Fang Yan thought about getting rid of it, but he couldn't do it after exhausting all means, and it seemed that this bead grew here.

"What's in the beads, it's hard to sleep if you don't figure it out. Thinking of this, Fang Yan suddenly found himself in a place he had never been before. At this time, the study was even more strange, and the dialect disappeared in the twilight, leaving only a blue bead full of spirituality on the futon.

But the place where the dialect came at this time was very small, only half a zhang high, one zhang square, surrounded by gray barriers, shapes, but could not go out. Beneath his feet was a hard piece of dirt, a small bag of dirt, a pit the size of a foot, with a pile of tall bones and a layer of scale armor on the surface, which took up half of the space.

The appearance of the head in the pile of bones, the dialect was strange for a while, how could it be so similar to the demon beast that was killed by the monk that day, I thought no wonder I couldn't find it, it turned out that I died here. Suddenly, Fang Yan secretly complained in his heart, he still laughed at the demon beast, and now he can't get out, maybe he will have to be with it and turn into a pile of white bones.

"How can I get out, I have to go out now, or my family will be looking for me everywhere again. As soon as he thought about it, Fang Yan suddenly returned to the practice room, and it was as if he had never entered that space. Fang Yan quickly checked his body again, and there was nothing unusual, and there was no more or less things.

"What kind of place is that, is it an illusion, it can't be. "The dialect is the same as just now, as soon as the blue bead wants to go in, it really goes in, and it is the same inside as before, nothing has changed. On second thought, I was going to come out, and I came out, right before I went in.

"It's amazing, you can't bring anything in. As he spoke, he grabbed the futon under him, and in a flash, the futon was really brought in by him. Put it on the ground, and when he comes out, the futon will really be gone, and after a while he will go in again, and the futon will be there intact.

He tried almost everything and found that it could be put inside, even the storage bag. With what he had learned now, storage spaces could not be stacked, otherwise there would be spatial confusion and conflicts, and he had never heard of anything in this world that could be stacked before. Then this blue bead is really a baby, although the space is small, but it can put a lot of storage bags, the space added up is very huge, the living creature does not know if it can, only have the opportunity to try again in the future.

I have never heard of such a treasure dialect before, and I will look up this record when I have the opportunity to do so in the future. However, this matter must not be known to outsiders, and if it is leaked out, it is afraid that it will cause a big disaster and cause endless trouble. Fang Yan has so many secrets at a young age, and he has just become a monk, but in fact, the pressure in his heart is not small.

The next day, Fang Yan opened the remaining two storage bags, the black one had a lot of things in it, and it was piled up all over the ground, and there were more than a thousand spirit stones alone, among which there were more than a dozen of them that were larger than other spirit stones, and the aura was more sufficient. In addition, there are two magic weapons, one knife and one stab, as well as some talismans and a few bottles of elixir, a few jade boxes and jade slips.

The magic weapon dialect couldn't be used, so he put it back in the storage bag, and put the talisman and the talisman treasure he picked up in the storage bag. Then he opened several jade boxes one by one, only to see a few spiritual grasses with a strong aura, a round one that seemed to be a demon pill, and a set of small flags in the jade box, which was estimated to be a formation flag. Fang Yan hurriedly looked for those jade slips, whether there was a record.

Soon Fang Yan found the introduction of the set of array flags from a few jade slips, it turned out that this set was called the Five Elements Huanhua Array, which was a set of defensive formations, and also had the effect of gathering spirits, and it was a magic array specially used to guard the cave. It's really a good thing, but it's a pity that you have to use a medium-grade spirit stone, so that the dialect can't help but smack your tongue, and it's only a dozen pieces in your hand, where is it enough.

Later, Fang Yan flipped through several jade slips, one of which was the monk's notes, which included cultivation experience and travel records, as well as some life records. It turned out that the monk who died of poison was a casual cultivator named Liu Mingyuan, and by chance he got an ancient book that recorded some superficial cultivation techniques, and cultivated to the Qi refining period indiscriminately. And a casual cultivator is far more difficult than a family cultivator, in order to earn spirit stone cultivation, he teams up with people to hunt demons all year round to maintain daily expenses.

Once he and the other two strayed into an abandoned monk's cave, but found a few precious spiritual grasses inside, and one of the accompanying people suddenly attacked the two of them, and the two immediately resisted desperately, and the person who was with Liu Mingyuan actually practiced a rare alchemy technique, and the two cooperated to kill the attacker, and the person was also seriously injured. Only Liu Mingyuan survived, and finally got all the things in the cave, as well as the storage bags on the two of them.

Originally, this is a common occurrence in the world of cultivating immortals, gathering people to explore the secluded world and share the spoils does not achieve a big fight, almost every day, Liu Mingyuan didn't care, and continued to hunt demons and cultivate every day. But who would have expected that the attacker was actually the great-great-grandson of a Jindan elder in Shuiyunmen, Liu Mingyuan later learned that Liu Mingyuan's identity was leaked under the investigation, so he had to change his name incognito and hide in Tibet all day, which was calm for a few years. But just when he relaxed his vigilance and came out to hunt demons, he was hit by the golden Yue headlong, and a scene by the river happened behind him.

Fang Yan sighed secretly in his heart, how difficult it was for him to get a little opportunity for casual cultivation, but in the end he ended up being chased and killed to death. Fortunately, in the end, the pursuer didn't get what he wanted, and all the dialects were cheapened.

The other two jade slips are the Shuiyun Gate's exercises Shui Yun Duel, only the Qi practice period Fa Duel, and the dialect was put away casually. Another earthy yellow jade slip, the appearance is old and a little mottled, and it is a set of exercises that are pasted on the forehead with divine sense, called pure yang gong, but it does not look like a magic decision for cultivating spells. And this pure yang gong is very peculiar, it actually uses a large number of precious elixirs and spiritual objects, as well as demon beast materials and even demon pills, refining dozens of decoctions, and applying them externally and internally for a second, according to legend, you can become holy in the flesh when practiced to the extreme. But the things needed, Fang Yan almost threw away this jade slip, none of them were ordinary, so he had to put them in his storage bag first, and then talk about them later.

The gray one had much less stuff, there were only more than a hundred spirit stones, some talisman pills left, and a gourd, a booklet, and a jade slip, nothing more. The pamphlet recorded the accounts of several shops of the Jin family, which was of little use. Yu Jian is also the Jin family's Qi cultivation period, and the dialect does not dare to cultivate, but it is just left in his storage bag, and he has nothing to read for reference.

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