Chapter 45 is like a dream

Fang Cai is frightened step by step in the battle, and the slightest carelessness will kill him. The cruelty of the immortal cultivation world, Fang Wenyuan once again appreciated it.

I don't know when, Fang Wenyuan got better at gambling, a gamble is a gamble, and his luck is not bad.

Fang Wenyuan didn't know much about the effect of that teleportation spell, let alone how far it could teleport people, so Mo Xuzi might come back at any time. At this moment, he ignored his injuries and reluctantly walked towards the stone gate.

If what Mo Xuzi said is true, he has the qualifications to enter the stone gate. Now this is the only way to avoid the Mo Suzi who may come back.

The short distance of more than ten zhang is quite long for Fang Wenyuan at this moment. The injuries on my body were much more severe than expected, and the slightest movement felt unbearable pain. If it weren't for his calm heart and old age, otherwise, how could he survive several life and death crises at his teenage age?

At this time, he had already taken off the youthfulness of a child, and his eyebrows were heroic, especially after the wood spirit vein transformed his body and made him three inches taller, his temperament was even more dusty. Because of his handsome face, although he looked a little embarrassed at this time, the blood-stained clothes and Taoist scars added a lot of manhood to him!

After half a pillar of incense, Fang Wenyuan came to the stone gate. For the time being, there was no threat from Mo Xuzi, so he had the mind to observe this door carefully.

The door was ten feet high, and the head of a fox was carved from above, extending outward, and its eyes were made of unknown objects, glowing with purple halos. A crescent moon is engraved on his forehead, shining with this milky white glow.

The door is blue, full of traces of time, and two fox claws carved at the knocker are lifelike, grabbing the knocker. It echoes with the fox's head, like a giant fox breaking through the door.

There is a lotus plant painted in the center of the two doors, but it is yin and yang, which is really a bit weird.

Fang Wenyuan finally focused his gaze on the fox eye on the door, and he had a faint feeling in his heart that this fox's eye was the key to opening the stone door.

Sure enough, after a while, I felt my eyes tingle, and Qinglian, who was imprinted with a yin and yang spell in her body, trembled slightly. The call inside the stone gate became more and more urgent, and a sense of intimacy from the soul came to my heart.

The vibration of the green lotus in the body became more and more intense, and a pure aura emanated from it, passing through the sea of knowledge and turning to the spiritual platform.

At the same time, the warmth in the left eye was circulating, it was the essence of the purpose of the demon mouse, and gradually opened up a non-existent vein in Fang Wenyuan's body, which went straight to the spiritual platform, and finally led the spiritual energy emitted by the green lotus out of the spiritual platform and gathered in the left eye.

The purple light in his left eye shone, projecting the phantom shadow of a green lotus in front of Fang Wenyuan, slowly merging with the lotus canopy on the stone gate, glowing with black and white light.

I only heard a rumbling sound, the stone door slowly opened, and a fragrance came to my face, refreshing people's hearts, Fang Wenyuan's face was full of fascination, and he unconsciously stepped into it.

The spring water tinkled and gurgled down, and when Fang Wenyuan came back to his senses, he found himself on a lake under the cliff, and the stone gate behind him was gone.

The breeze was gentle and sparkling, Fang Wenyuan looked ahead with an indifferent expression.

The back of a man came into his eyes, and this was the figure he saw in a flash outside the stone gate.

Fang Wenyuan always felt very familiar, at first it was just from the bloodline, and now, it was more from the depths of the soul.

Slowly, Fang Wenyuan walked in front of the man, and at this glance, Fang Wenyuan's expression became more and more strange, and he muttered: "The thief in the sea knows the picture, and the appearance of the golden-bodied man is me." Is it a coincidence that this is my face again?"

That's right, the man sitting cross-legged on the lake looked exactly the same as Fang Wenyuan, without the slightest deviation. If it weren't for the fact that his skin color was different from his clothes and stealing pictures, Fang Wenyuan would have thought that he had walked into his own sea of knowledge.

The man in front of him, who was exactly the same as Fang Wenyuan, was very similar to the pirate map in the sea where he knew the sea, he didn't have much agility, he lacked a little spirituality, he didn't have the breath of a living person, but he was full of vitality.

Suddenly, the man opened his eyes, his eyes were purple and shining, reflecting Fang Wenyuan's figure, and then a flash of inspiration turned into a gossamer and burrowed into the lake. The lake was stirred up in an instant, forming a whirlpool, and the water level plummeted.

Fang Wenyuan stood in the void, quietly looking at the churning lake below, without the slightest timidity. Because he didn't feel any murderous aura or any sense of crisis, but his heart was like a mirror, and he felt that it was very comfortable.

In less than a moment, the lake dried up, and strangely there was no life at the bottom of the lake.

Only Fang Wenyuan and a drop of water in front of him were left here, and among the droplets, the man was sitting in it dozens of times smaller.

The sense of familiarity from the depths of the soul became stronger and stronger, and the thief in the sea of knowledge also opened his eyes at this moment, and there was a golden halo around his pupils, looking at the man in the water droplets outside, and the eyes of the two echoed each other.

The water droplets slowly evaporated, turning into a thread of mist and slowly approaching Fang Wenyuan's eyebrows, extremely slowly. If Fang Wenyuan wanted to dodge, he only had to retreat backwards.

It's just that he didn't do it, because there was a thought in his mind that "these belong to me", and it was out of control and became stronger and stronger.

The fog slowly drilled into Fang Wenyuan's eyebrows, passed through the spiritual platform, and came to the sea of knowledge, slowly condensing into Fang Wenyuan's appearance, and finally overlapping with the thief map.

After the fusion, the thief diagram emitted a unique spiritual power from all over his body, slowly surging into Fang Wenyuan's body. Like a sharp sword, it shuttled back and forth within him. At the same time, Fang Wenyuan spit out a mouthful of blood with a sweet tongue, which was also mixed with some minced meat.

Under the inner consciousness of the gods, he found that the unique spiritual power actually opened up a vein again outside of his eight veins of the strange meridians.

Then, these unique spiritual powers, spread out a small part, penetrated deep into the hundred remains, and recovered all the injuries on his body. The rest circulated in the newly opened veins, and after a period of warmth, they poured into his dantian, intersecting with the spiritual power in his dantian, and the water and milk were not separated from each other under the blend!

At this time, Fang Wenyuan's eyes showed enlightenment, and he sat down, spread his hands flat, and stood still.

A moment later, the earth cracked and the sky was dim, but Fang Wenyuan was still in his meditation, ignoring the outside world.

The belly of the mountain outside the stone gate was also shaken violently, and finally collapsed, and the hollow in the entire mountain belly was instantly submerged.

As soon as the white light appeared, the lord that Han Feng shouted, that is, the woman in the white dress, appeared outside the mountain, calmly looked at the collapsed mountain, and said, "You are not the person we have to wait for." At this moment, I will give you a demon vein, I hope you can get sooner" The voice behind is getting smaller and smaller, and people can't really hear it

When he woke up again, Fang Wenyuan only felt dizzy.

When I looked around, I found myself on a hill outside the maple forest. I tried hard to remember how I got here, but I couldn't remember anything. Memories of the trip to the Inheritance Secret Realm are always scattered and difficult to put together!

However, the last paragraph is still fresh in my memory, starting from meeting Mo Xuzi to obtaining another 'self' similar to stealing pictures.

Fang Wenyuan wanted to try, and when he entered the secret realm of inheritance again, he couldn't find the entrance anyway, so he had to give up.

So he released the wind boat and slowly flew towards Luyangfang City.

Since he had the Wind Boots, Fang Wenyuan rarely used the Wind Boat anymore, because in the secret realm, most of them were fighting, and it was indeed not convenient to use the Wind Boat.

But at this time, it is good to use it for travel, at least, it saves a lot of spiritual power.

Outside the town where Luyangfang City was located, Fang Wenyuan began to walk and slowly walked towards Fang City.

At this time, after another fight, he came here, and it was quite similar to the last time.

Since the memories of the inheritance secret realm were a little scattered, he was bent on sorting them out, so he didn't have the heart to care about anything else, so now he was as unkempt and ragged as he had been here.

It took him most of his mind to ponder the question about that memory all the way, and this was a mortal town, so he didn't have any guard.

As soon as he was not careful, he knocked the oncoming person into his arms, and suddenly a basket fell to the ground, and the vegetables were scattered.

When he looked up, Fang Wenyuan's face immediately turned red, and he said embarrassedly: "It's reckless, auntie, don't be surprised! I'll help you pick it up." ”

So he bent down to help the people pick up the vegetables on the ground, Fang Wenyuan's nature is not bad, although he has a few dead souls under his hands now, it does not mean that he is thirsty for killing, or ruthless, because killing those people is his last resort. So on weekdays, he is still mild-mannered.

"Huh, big brother, why are you?" a childish voice sounded.

Fang Wenyuan was stunned for a moment, and then followed the prestige, the owner of the voice was a little girl who was only eight years old, looking at him innocently.

This girl is the little girl who gave him steamed buns when Fang Wenyuan came to Luyangfang City last time!

If you look closely, you can see that the girl still has a pendant around her neck, which is inferior in workmanship, but also quite flavorful. It was the spirit stone he had secretly put on the little girl before.

Facing the little girl's question, Fang Wenyuan became cramped for a while, didn't know how to answer, and said, "Little sister, what's your name?"

"My name is Tongtong!" The little girl didn't care at all about Fang Wenyuan's answer, and reported her name with a sweet smile.

"Childe, why are you so down?" said a middle-aged woman's voice.

Fang Wen looked sideways, and it was he who was bumped into a person with a full bosom, that is, Tongtong's mother. Fang Wenyuan was stunned for a while, and after looking at his clothes, he smiled bitterly: "Traveling outside the city, I unexpectedly encountered mountain bandits!"

In the face of Fang Wenyuan's nonsense, the middle-aged woman did not have the slightest doubt, and while picking up the vegetables on the ground, she spoke, and said: "Listening to Gongzi's accent, he doesn't seem to be a local, and he is quite well-mannered in conversation, he must be a person who reads! ”

Fang Wenyuan's heart warmed, but now he just wanted to go back to Fang City, take a shower in Li Fugui's shop, and change his clothes, so he said: "It's so disturbing, I'm panicking, it's just"

Before he finished speaking, Tongtong's mother's eyes flashed with tears, interrupting him and saying, "I can't hide it, the concubine has something to ask for!