After entering the formation, Fang Zhe turned around in this mansion, although this mansion looked exquisite, it actually occupied a very large area, not much smaller than those palaces, but to Fang Zhe's great surprise, although this mansion seemed to be very intact because of the protection of the formation, it was actually already dilapidated. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

I don't know how many years no one has been here, some of the strange flowers and plants in the house are crazy growth, but unfortunately most of these strange flowers and plants are ornamental, and there is no valuable elixir.

After turning several side halls in a row, Fang Zhe found nothing, and finally he stopped in front of a small attic that looked ordinary, but the aura was the most intense.

'Wujian Pavilion'

The aura of this attic was even richer than outside, and Fang Zhe had also found traces of a formation near the attic, but this formation might not be that kind of large-scale formation, and it could not rely on the aura of heaven and earth to operate permanently, so it was already broken.

After entering the attic, what Fang Zhe saw was a simple and empty space, if there was any difference, then it was that the aura here was so strong that Fang Zhe was surprised, it was very obvious that this should be the source of the aura of this independent space.

Fang Zhe felt the rich aura of this place, and he just knew that if he cultivated here for a long time, relying on the rich aura of this place, his cultivation speed would probably be several times faster than cultivating in an ordinary place.

The attic was empty, and there were not many things, all of them were vaguely ordinary furnishings, although they were all made of some relatively rare materials, but they did not have any practical value for the monk's cultivation.

And no one has been here for I don't know how many years, although these utensils are made of rare materials, but in fact they have long been decayed, and when he touches it, it is to make a chair directly shattered.

This place should be the daily cultivation place of the owner of the place, but unfortunately, the surrounding furnishings are not treasures.

Could it be that this place has already been abandoned, otherwise how could there be no thing to be found, Fang Zhe still looked around at this quiet room.

There were a few bright on the outside, but the interior was already decaying, and there were still a few calligraphy and paintings on the wall, but when Fang Zhe's eyes swept over these calligraphy and paintings, he stopped in front of one of them.

Among these calligraphy and paintings, several of them are ordinary things, when Fang Zhe walked in, just a finger slid lightly, and the calligraphy and paintings that originally looked intact were instantly turned into fragments, even if these calligraphy and paintings had any special effects before, but now they have been turned into fragments, and naturally they have no value.

However, only the portrait of a figure in the middle was always intact, and Fang Zhe also felt a trace of aura fluctuations from it.

"This is a little strange!" Fang Zhe searched around this courtyard, and most of the things he found were mortal things, and now that he finally saw something with aura fluctuations, he naturally wouldn't let it go easily.

This calligraphy and painting is a portrait of a young man wearing a white blue, gold-trimmed robe, his hair is scattered, and a long sword with a simple style and no lines is pinned to his waist, and there are two ancient texts on the long sword: Seeking Heaven.

I saw this person floating in mid-air, and in front of him was a mountain peak, and strangely, there was a crack in the middle of that peak, so that the whole mountain peak was split in two.

Who is the person on it? Fang Zhe didn't know, but he could see that this calligraphy and painting was not simple, but after so much time, it was a very strange thing that this calligraphy and painting still retained spiritual power fluctuations.

You must know that there is nothing more powerful than time, not to mention mundane things, even the treasures of monks, even those magic weapons, if there is no constant nourishment of monks, thousands of years, ten thousand years later, they will lose their spiritual energy, and thus become mortal iron.

This is also the reason why there are so many treasures refined by monks in the cultivation realm throughout the ages, but why there are very few treasures of ancient monks, especially treasures such as magic weapons.

Because after the fall of the original owner, most of these treasures were extinguished in the long river of time and turned into dust.

Only a very small number of special treasures can be preserved regardless of the passage of time, or some treasures that have been passed down despite their age, have always been inherited, constantly changing owners, and have not been sacrificed and nourished.

Approaching and taking a closer look, Fang Zhe found it difficult to find anything special about this portrait, the paper of this portrait seemed to be very special, but unfortunately Fang Zhe couldn't tell what material it was made of, the portrait was a simple man and a sword, and there was a mountain that had been split, and there was nothing special about it.

Although I can't find a special place, but this thing is still intact after such a long time, it is definitely not an ordinary product, whether it is useful or not, put it away first, and then study it slowly when I have time.

However, when Fang Zhe stretched out his hand and prepared to take down this portrait, he suddenly saw that the white-clothed monk in the painting seemed to move, and then, a subtle light shot out from the eyes of the white-clothed monk in the painting, and directly hit Fang Zhe's eyes, and the next moment, Fang Zhe seemed to be frozen, and the next moment, he seemed to see the white-clothed monk in this portrait move.

I saw the white-clothed monk floating quietly in the air, the breeze blowing, blowing his robe, blowing his emanation, and then I saw him slowly draw the long sword at his waist.

It is a long sword with a simple body and a simple style, except for the word Xuntian, without any lines or even decorations, and even this long sword does not seem to have a blade, and the sword body does not have the cold light emitted by the treasure, this sword seems to be extremely ordinary, and even more simple than those divine weapons in the mortal world.

I saw that the white cloth slowly pulled out the long sword, and then turned his head as if to say a few words to the front, and then saw him raise the long sword in his hand, but slowly swung it forward, there was no sword light, the sword seemed to be gently slashed in the air, and did not emit the slightest abnormality.

However, the huge mountain on the opposite side followed the stroke of this sword, but out of thin air, a bottomless crack appeared, directly splitting this huge mountain in two!

Even if he was just watching, Fang Zhe was dumbfounded, although his cultivation was low, he had also cultivated for many years, and he had read a lot of some classics, but he had never seen a record in that classic that a monk did not use the body of a flying sword, and he didn't even emit a sword or something, and with a casual stroke towards the air, the giant peak in the distance was split in two.

Destroying a mountain peak was not a difficult problem for those high-ranking monks with vast magical powers, but Fang Zhe didn't know if there was a monk at this time who could be like the person in the portrait, just with an understatement, he could split the huge mountain peak in two with a casual stroke, and the crack was bottomless.

This was beyond his knowledge of monks.

And seeing this person's long sword, a guess popped up in Fang Zhe's heart: Could it be that this is the legendary sword cultivator?