Langfei: I am the younger brother of the Fudi demons

I want to see through the words carved on the cliff that seem to come alive.

I just looked at it for a long time without getting anything, and I was even dazzled by it. There seemed to be double images on the cliff, and I couldn't read the words clearly to get the meaning, the city-linked chapter.

Lin Fan's head was so swollen that he couldn't help but glance at the guys around him who were staring at the cliff carvings.

I found that those guys were even more unbearable than me, staggering around one by one, and some guys even suffered backlash, bleeding from their mouths and noses, and staggered out.

Look at the so-called three-eyed man again. He is no better than himself. His face is pale and his eyes are dull.

Lin Fan sneered.

It seemed that the relics left by the so-called three-eyed clan did not show any extra mercy to him.

We all start from the same point.

Lin Fan's mood improved a lot at that time.

He leisurely began to continue to comprehend the words on the cliff.

Needless to say, after letting go of his competitive spirit and facing it with a normal mind, he didn't seem so dizzy when he looked at the words that were swimming like tadpoles.

It even seemed to have a hypnotic effect, making him want to take a deep nap.

He yawned and tried his best to keep his hazy sleepy eyes open, with tears almost not flowing out.

The monks around saw this scene and couldn't help but point at Lin Fan, mostly mockingly in their words.

After all, everyone is working hard to comprehend this cliff carving, who the hell can fall asleep?

This is really the best.

Lin Fan's body was already shaky, and then he simply sat down cross-legged, supporting his cheek with one hand, and tried hard to open his eyes to prevent himself from falling asleep.

But the sleepiness was getting stronger and stronger, and it was impossible to resist.

Those eyelids are as heavy as a thousand pounds.

Lin Fan was also depressed. After all, he was also a Taoist in the Cave Realm. Although he was lazy on weekdays, he was not so lethargic.

And it's still in broad daylight in full view of everyone.

It's so embarrassing.

No, there was something wrong with this sudden sleepiness.

Lin Fan was not stupid, he had thought of this, but his mind had also become sluggish due to this sleepiness, like a ball of mush.

Lin Fan wanted to struggle, but at a certain moment, the spiritual power in his body wandered uncontrollably.

Then it was like a roar resounding in the body. Along with the roar, the spiritual energy circulating in the sky exploded and turned into thousands of thin streams, like fish, scurrying around the body.

Lin Fan was horrified, could he be possessed?

No, no,

If he goes too far, he may suffer terrible backlash.

Although his spiritual power exploded in front of him and turned into thousands of strands, there was at least no problem with his physical body.

There was no backlash as imagined.

Not only that, the countless strands of spiritual power are constantly swimming around, just like fish.

This then creates a regular cycle in the body.

Along with the circulation of those wisps of spiritual power, Lin Fan's physical body actually began to undergo an inexplicable transformation.

This transformation is slow and almost undetectable.

But as a body-refining cultivator, Lin Fan had the utmost control over his physical body, even every strand of skin, and every blood and flesh cell. He discovered this keenly.

Lin Fan was shocked again.

After carefully sensing the swarms of spiritual power wandering in his body, Lin Fan became weird again, and finally turned into horror.

Because he discovered that the spiritual powers that circulated according to the cycle of the sky, and the traveling routes, were not exactly the shapes of the characters on the cliff?

Therefore, the collection of those characters is not an imaginary chapter.

Rather, every character is a route map for traveling around the world.

That's it, that's it.

But Lin Fan didn't know whether the subtle physical transformation that happened to him was good or bad, even though he had understood its secrets.

Lin Fan thought like this in his heart, and the spiritual power was still swimming in his body like a fish, in an endless stream.

As the spiritual power wandered, the sleepiness also began to recede.

Lin Fan woke up suddenly, feeling refreshed and refreshed. When he looked at the other guys who were still unwilling to give up, they were already shaky.

Including the guy from the three-eyed tribe.

Not to mention whether what he gained was good or bad for him, but what he had and the other party didn't still made him feel better.

correct.

I just heard from the monks that it seems that only by understanding this cliff carving can you have a chance to climb Heming Mountain.

There seems to be something good on Heming Mountain. It's some kind of Taoist treasure. If you get it, you can become a saint and become an ancestor.

I should have understood this cliff carving, right?

Then I should be able to climb Heming Mountain without being blocked by the barrier, right?

With this thought in his mind, Lin Fan naturally didn't want to miss this opportunity, and then he walked towards the steep ancient mountain road in Heming Mountain.

This scene instantly attracted everyone's attention.

Everyone was a little confused and thought this guy was out of his mind.

Want to break the barrier and climb a mountain after just sleeping?

What a joke.

However, just as everyone was watching the good show, the next moment everyone's eyes widened.

Because they saw the guy easily passed through the mountain barrier and entered Heming Mountain.

Seeing this scene, Mengdie and others who followed Lin Fan also looked helpless.

This didn't surprise them.

After all, there were too many incredible things that happened to Lin Fan along the way.

This is naturally not surprising.

But the monks present, especially the one who claimed to be a three-eyed clan and came to pay homage, and the group of monks behind him, all had pale faces.

They didn't understand the cliff carvings thoroughly. How could a little-known monk step into Heming Mountain?

"Young Master, now...what should we do now?"

A servant-looking monk behind the leading man said eagerly.

"That's right, Huang Yue, didn't you get the orthodoxy of the Three-Eyed Clan? Do you have to understand this cliff carving to enter Heming Mountain?" A female cultivator beside him said.

The face of the male cultivator named Huang Yue was as cold as water, and there was an evil light lingering in the gap between his eyebrows that looked like eyes, as if he was about to open it at any moment: "Of course not, of course I can enter Heming Mountain whenever I want. .”

He said it arrogantly, but no one knew that even he would have to pay a big price if he wanted to enter Heming Mountain.

Unless you obtain the inheritance inscribed on this cliff and be recognized by this mountain-protecting barrier,

Only then can we enter Heming Mountain at the lowest cost.

But at this moment, the other party entered first, and he became someone else's wedding dress. How could he swallow this sigh of relief?

Not to mention there are a lot of people staring around.

Naturally, he couldn't bear to continue to understand this bullshit cliff carving, but had to use all means to force his way into Heming Mountain.

Even if the price is a bit high, it’s not worth it.

Because there is something you need on Heming Mountain, and it affects whether you can truly become a bloodline of the Three-Eyed Clan...