Fang Ling ignored the axe that he couldn't dodge at all, and all his energy was transferred to his tour map in an instant.

According to the location on the tour map, he is only ten zhang away from the path.

And the axe that was chopped down from the sky, the distance from himself was also more than ten zhang, although Fang Ling knew in his heart that this was an illusion, but this illusion gave him the feeling that as long as he was chopped by this axe, he would not die, and he would lose a layer of skin.

Fang Ling fled in the air in the direction of the path, and the moment his feet landed on the path, the axe that was about to fall on his head disappeared without a trace.

The mountains and rivers are magnificent, and the aura is boiling!

This was Fang Ling's first feeling when he was on the path that had been covered by the years, and he looked around.

The towering peaks were like giant pillars of the sky, although from a distance, Fang Ling had already seen these peaks carefully, but at this time, looking at these peaks, the shock in Fang Ling's heart was even stronger.

If looking at these peaks from the outside, he feels magnificent, then at this time, when he looks at these peaks like ghosts, he feels a kind of Taoist meaning that may not be clear.

"Hmm!"

Just as Fang Ling inadvertently swept towards a mountain peak, he saw a boy with a height of one foot, defenseless, running in the void.

When this boy looked at Fang Ling's gaze, it was as if he had seen Fang Ling. He was surprised, and his whole body suddenly sank into a Lingzhi that was the size of a house.

This Lingzhi presents a colorful, billowing cloud, above the Lingzhi. Condensed into auspicious clouds of various colors.

Such a large Ganoderma lucidum, according to Fang Ling's scruples. This will take at least 10,000 years, or even hundreds of thousands of years. Effectiveness of Ganoderma lucidum. It can well be imagined.

Not to mention anything else, the Dao patterns condensed in the clouds make people feel terrifying.

And that boy should be a spirit born in the Lingzhi, and most of the essence of the Lingzhi should be on this boy's body.

If he swallowed this boy, the benefits would be even greater, and Fang Ling even felt that if he swallowed this little boy. You can definitely make your cultivation reach the late stage of the Taoist.

Or even the pinnacle of the Taoist.

The boy seemed to be full of curiosity about Fang Ling, and when Fang Ling stared at his huge body, he drilled out of the Lingzhi mushroom again, floating in the ethereal clouds, and looked at Fang Ling with a grin.

From his own mountain peak to the boy's mountain, separated by thousands of cliffs, although Fang Ling had the heart to take the Ganoderma lucidum doll into his hands. But thinking of the danger in this, I finally shook my head.

Although the Ganoderma lucidum doll is very good, it is still far from life compared to life.

The danger in this Xiyue Sacred Mountain. I'm afraid it's even more powerful than the legends outside, and the battlefield illusion full of blood can make one's life and death disappear.

I still honestly follow the tour map. Find the sacred tree that dominates the entire sacred mountain, and there is a picture of the sacred mountain of Huashan. You will be able to take this Huashan into your own hands.

It's just that if this Huashan is like a three-hole holy realm. Although everything is in front of his eyes, he is in trouble if he can't touch it.

Thinking of that Golden Sacred Tree, Fang Ling's heart ached a little, he knew very well in his heart that as long as he got that Golden Sacred Tree in his hands and formed a Sacred Realm map, with his own Haoran Qi, there would definitely be a qualitative improvement.

It's a pity that the Golden Sacred Tree didn't give Fang Zhenren face at all, no matter what means Fang Ling used, it would be difficult to enter the surroundings of the Golden Sacred Tree.

It's just this kind of worry, Fang Ling can only let it go, and he can't go to the place where the divine tree grows to take a look, how can he know if this divine tree can be used for himself.

Comparing the tour map, after carefully analyzing it, Fang Ling felt that the most likely location of the divine tree was the four peaks in the east, west, north and south.

And among these four peaks, the most likely are the Lotus Peak and the highest South Peak, after all, the South Peak is the highest peak in May.

Fang Ling determined that his current location could be said to be the closest to the west peak of Huashan Mountain, and the west peak was the place that Fang Ling had determined that there was most likely to have a divine tree.

Thanks to the tour map, but also thanks to the tour map for such a fine tour, almost every sheep intestine trail is marked.

If my tour map was a little sloppy, I'm afraid I would have been buried under the axe of the illusion giant just now.

Following the marked mountain road, Fang Ling went all the way down, along the way, Fang Ling did not encounter any beasts, let alone any creatures that cultivated into demons, the most right thing he encountered was the elixir.

Thousands of years of yellow essence, tens of thousands of years of blood Ganoderma lucidum, and even 10,000 years of ginseng that has grown into a human walk......

These treasures that are rare in the surrounding area, and thousands of gold, can be seen everywhere on this Huashan Mountain, just like ordinary mountain stones.

At the beginning, Fang Ling would just pick up some of these things, although the elixirs refined from these things were not too useful to him, but he was in the surrounding area, after all, he still had disciples and relatives.

Giving these things to your juniors casually can be said to be more face-saving, but as things are reduced more and more,. Fang Ling's thoughts of picking faded.

It's like, if you take a basket and look for a thousand-year-old ginseng, a huge place, let you find one, naturally you will be ecstatic.

But if ginseng is like cotton in full bloom, so that no matter how you pick it, you can't finish picking it, I'm afraid that at this time, your heart will not be so smooth.

However, along the way, Fang Ling also found something strange, that is, although he had picked up a lot of elixirs, he had not found a single Yuan Stone.

Between the tidal spouts of heaven and earth in this Huashan Mountain, there will be countless rough stones rushing out of the Huashan Mountain, but Fang Ling went down the mountain and did not see any Yuan Stone.

Isn't it, all the Yuan Stones, are they all within this mountain peak?

Fang Ling looked at the sacred mountains that seemed to imply a strange rhyme, and shook his head gently, although he liked Yuan Shi very much, and he could basically be sure that under this mountain peak, there should be good things implied, but Fang Ling didn't dare to start.

I just deviated from the path up the mountain, and I almost died in the killing of the illusion, if I dug up the whole mountain, I don't know what to dig up?

So at this time, Fang Ling had a feeling that he had gone deep into Baoshan, but he could only return empty-handed.

It's just that no matter how strong this feeling is, Fang Ling can only go on. Of course, it was a treasure medicine that seemed to be like no money, and Fang Ling still unceremoniously put it into his small Qiankun bag.

Just as Fang Ling was descending the mountain road to the bottom of the peak, as soon as he looked up, he saw that on the west peak not far from him, he saw that the top of the mountain looked like a huge lotus flower, and a figure actually appeared at this moment.

A figure more than ten feet tall!

It's just that Fang Ling was at the bottom of the mountain at this time, and he couldn't see the appearance of that figure at all, so naturally there was no way to mention the rest.

But from his point of view, what he saw was the huge figure, holding an axe that shimmered with billowing golden light, and slashed down towards the huge mountain peak.

This axe, in Fang Ling's feelings, was like thunder, making people unable to resist at all.

Looking at this axe, Fang Ling felt as if he had gained something, but as the axe fell, the figure of you commanding the axe disappeared, and Fang Ling felt that in his heart, there was actually nothing to gain the Tao.

He knew in his heart that what he had just seen was not an illusion.

The reason why he didn't get anything was not that his understanding was not enough, but that the mystery in that picture was too deep.

Fang Ling saw that there was no longer a figure on the mountain, so he sat cross-legged on the ground and realized it on his knees.

The sun rises and sets, this contemplation, that is, the alternation of nine suns and moons, Fang Ling, who opened his eyes again, gave people an extremely tired feeling.

Tired, since becoming a Taoist and the passage is shining in the sky, Fang Ling has rarely felt the word tired, but at this moment, he still feels that he is very tired.

But Fang Ling's eyes became incomparably bright at this moment.

The axe that slashed the earth, what Fang Ling gained in it had exceeded his expectations, although that axe was simple, but Fang Ling got nine changes in that axe.

No, to be exact, it was Fang Ling who saw nine Dao patterns in that axe.

Nine kinds of killing, slashing, communicating heaven and earth, are like ten thousand Dao patterns, and these Dao patterns are hidden in an axe at the same time.

In his cultivation, Fang Ling had always felt that a means of attack could only imply the kind of Dao pattern that he had comprehended.

But now the axe has refreshed his understanding. It can be said that this axe suddenly split a door in Fang Ling's heart.

Although he recognized the nine Dao patterns, Fang Ling's comprehension of these nine Dao patterns was that apart from the powerful Dao patterns, Fang Ling didn't have much understanding of the other Dao patterns at all.

Not to mention, integrate that pattern into one blow as a whole.

Fang Ling didn't know what the power of this blow was, but he didn't doubt at all that if he was put under that axe, he would probably only be dead.

Throwing a 10,000-year-old ginseng directly into his mouth, Fang Ling cultivated cross-legged, what he needed now was to restore his energy as much as possible, as for the ginseng was very precious, Fang Ling didn't take this to heart.

Fang Ling, who opened his eyes again, stared at the huge mountain peak tightly, looking at the peak that looked like a lotus flower.

It's a pity that the giant with the giant axe didn't appear again, and after waiting for three days, Fang Ling finally decided to go up according to the original plan.

And at this moment, his desire to climb the huge mountain peak also became even stronger, and he wanted to see what mystery was hidden in that axe.

One of the things he suspected most in his heart right now was the axe that he had determined to only contain nine Dao patterns.

Is that axe really only implying nine patterns? (To be continued......)

PS: The first update was delivered on time