Chapter 15 Quickly accomplished overnight

As the Natian Wood rotates layer by layer, it suddenly lit up in the innermost core position, and white lights shot out along the staggered gaps, intermittently.

Fang Ling stared at Natianmu, and suddenly his consciousness seemed to be pulled and entered Natianmu.

Following the consciousness, Natian Wood is no longer a small ball, but is as huge as a giant palace. Each pattern is as wide as a road, and each layer of thin skin is like a city wall.

Fang Ling went deeper and deeper. When he reached the core, he found that the radiant light was a jade-like bead. It seemed that the person who came was coming. The bead suddenly had a bright light. Suddenly, the surrounding wood layer of Natian disappeared, and what came in was circles of paper.

These paper pieces are only two long and wide, arranged neatly, floating in all directions. Fang Ling reached out to a point on the adjacent paper piece and saw a faint fluorescent light emitted from it. Fang Ling felt like he was pulled into the paper piece and suddenly came to a room.

It was late at night, and a candle was lit in the house. A middle-aged Confucian scholar in a white robe was sitting in front of the wooden table, holding a brush in his hand, writing on a book. At one end of the wooden table, there was a tree tree in the shape of a strange shape. Next to it was a branch of strange shape. The branches were brown all over. It looked carefully and there were dark patterns on it, and a scarlet fruit was formed at the top of the branch.

Fang Ling suddenly understood that this was the memory recorded by Na Tianmu. To put it this way, the middle-aged Confucian scholar was Wang Yonglu, the Grand Secretary of the Cabinet who wrote the Book of Earth and All Things. The reason why he was able to open Na Tianmu was said to be because King Yama had a bit of yang energy in him.

He quickly walked to Wang Yonglu and looked at the book. He saw that it read: "It is called Snake Luoguo, which is strangely shaped like a miscellaneous tree, with dark patterns spreading over the body, and scarlet fruits formed at the top. This thing grows in a place where snakes gather. The more venomous the snake, the more vicious the snake, the brightly-fruit the snake Luoguo, and it can avoid snake poison when taken."

After saying that, Wang Yonglu picked the snake fruit, put it in his mouth and chewed it, swallowed it, and then added: "The taste is as sweet as honey."

Fang Ling was quite impressed by her. Wang Yonglu was not only talking about war on paper, but also listening to others. He was actually taking it personally. What a courage. As a ghost, if he died again, he would be scattered.

As soon as he thought of this, the image had disappeared. Fang Ling clicked another piece of paper, and suddenly there was another cliff on the cliff. There were several guards who looked like followers on the cliff. Wang Yonglu stood among them. Fang Ling was in the air and saw it very clearly that a guard was picking a five-color flower on the edge of the cliff.

After the guards picked up the five-colored flowers, a guard next to him began to introduce the origin and efficacy of the flowers. Wang Yonglu listened and made records, and then personally practiced them to analyze whether the five-colored flowers were consistent with the rumors.

Paper sheets record stories. The underworld is as vast as the sea. There are hundreds of underworlds on the earth. Although the places under each underworld are of different sizes, there are tens of thousands of spiritual and medicinal materials. Moreover, many things are rare and rare and difficult to find. These are all investigated and recorded in detail. The time and energy consumed are beyond the reach of people. It is precisely because people in the underworld can live for hundreds of years that they can accomplish such a grand underworld.

Wang Yonglu also held a token of King Yama in his hand. Wherever this order went, it was like he was in person. The owners of the underworld were not allowed to disobey. Fang Ling saw it with slander. If he could get this thing, he would definitely be able to walk sideways in the underworld. Unfortunately, all that exists here is memory, and the token has long disappeared.

Following Wang Yonglu's footsteps, Fang Ling seemed to be here in person, following him to travel around various underworlds, including strange mountains and dangerous seas, strange cave ghost valleys, ores, spiritual herbs, spiritual objects, and refining materials. Wang Yonglu devoted himself to recording everything produced in the underworld.

One day, one month, one year and ten years, time passes like a white horse, passing by in front of Fang Ling. When the last page of paper is turned over, Fang Ling suddenly realizes that he has lived for hundreds of years. Unlimited emotion turns into a sigh, and consciousness returns to the essence.

As soon as the consciousness entered his body, Fang Ling looked out the window and found that the lanterns were still hanging outside. It was obvious that the next day had not yet arrived. He was secretly happy. However, at this moment, a strong swelling feeling came from his head, as if his head was about to explode. The severe pain made him unbearable. He covered his head hard and suppressed the ** who wanted to roar.

In an instant, he immediately understood the cause of the headache. The knowledge contained in Natianmuli includes the underworld, heaven and earth. The richness of the knowledge contained in it is difficult to describe even if it is recorded in thousands of books. If ordinary people come to study, they may not be able to finish reading it for ten years of hard work, and they may not be able to remember it after reading it.

However, Fang Ling only spent one night to record such a large amount of knowledge, which far exceeded the original load of his brain, and naturally caused a headache.

However, no matter what method is used, it cannot stop the spread of this memory, because it is a pure spiritual thing. Just like Fang Ling can use thunder power and help Luo Chen recast his body, he cannot help the Tianjing Spirit Fox repair his soul. ** and the soul have an insurmountable gap.

Memory spreads rapidly in the mind, and invisible knowledge is forcibly squeezed into brain cells. The cells are forced to absorb in large quantities, resulting in blockage of blood vessels in the meridians. When the resilience of the blood vessels cannot resist the blockage force, it suddenly bursts.

If an ordinary person had been killed by a sudden brain disease, even a martial arts master would not be able to withstand such trauma. Even if he could survive, he would be crazy.

Fortunately, Fang Ling practiced the technique of Sun and Moon Resolving. Although he could not suppress the intense pain, the technique of Sun and Moon Resolving continued to repair damaged blood vessels, making no matter how much trauma was, it would not threaten his life.

Time walks slowly like a snail, and pain comes in waves and waves. Fang Ling gritted his teeth and endured it hard. There was never a pie falling from the world. The greater the blessing, the greater the disaster. If you are too excited, you will be not far from death.

Fang Ling spent a night reading the book of all things and put the billions of spiritual materials in the underworld into his heart, and naturally he would have suffered this disaster.

I don’t know how long it took, the pain finally showed signs of change. A large number of memory-devouring cells had developed resistance. They opened their mouths to store the things recorded by their consciousness. When the pain finally disappeared, Fang Ling leaned on the foot of the bed, gasping heavily, as if he had walked through the edge of life and death. It felt so uncomfortable. Although the brain no longer hurts, it still has a strong numbness, and the whole body is not under control, and he cannot lift up any strength.

However, he laughed with gratitude again. It would be too cost-effective to bear this little pain and exchange it for the Book of Earth. Of course, if it weren't for the Sun and Moon Resolving Technique, I'm afraid he would have been on the spot.

After recovering a little, Fang Ling sat on the bed and took a four-supplement pill. When he had just finished breathing, he heard someone walking into the yard.

Fang Ling put away the Book of Land and Lotus, got up and opened the door, and saw the middle-aged butler who came in whom he brought something yesterday.

The middle-aged housekeeper seemed very humble and bowed and said, "Young Master, sir, I'm here to invite you to the hall, he's already waiting there."

Fang Ling nodded with a smile. Whether Sun Shangling believed it or not, he still had some extravagant hopes in his heart. After all, for him, if he really had the ability to win this game and earned face for the Sun family, then he, the head of the family, would be considered a salted fish to turn over.

When he arrived in the small hall, Sun Shangling, who had been waiting for the night, couldn't wait and asked: "Honest Master Fang has identified the authenticity?"

Fang Ling nodded slightly and said, "This thing is indeed the thing I am looking for."

Sun Shangling said bluntly: "Since that's the case, it's your turn to show off your strength." After that, he clapped his palms, and a servant walked out from the side, holding a long wooden box in his hand.

The servant held the box in front of Fang Ling and opened it. He saw an oval object inside. Scale grew on the surface of the thing, which looked like a fruit or a strange stone.

Sun Shangling said proudly: "Can you see the origin of this thing at a glance?"

Fang Ling smiled slightly. The spiritual objects recorded in the book by Wang Yonglu were not only linguistic descriptions, but each of them was painted with graphics. So when you saw these, you naturally recalled all the situations about what you saw in front of you.

He did not hesitate at all and said loudly: "This thing is called water scale stone, which is produced in the northern Yishan Underground. This thing is a twin, both a stone and a living thing. Once it is touched by water, it will grow scales and reveal hundreds of mouths, like breathing, and it can swim like a fish. Once it leaves the water, the scales will tighten, and even if the sky falls, it will not move. Moreover, after petrochemical transformation, it is a great tonic. If there is a serious injury that has not healed, cut a small piece every day and after taking it, it can accelerate the healing of the wound, which is very effective."

Fang Ling talked freely, without a pause in the middle. Sun Shangling's eyes lit up when he heard it and almost sat up all of a sudden. Although the water scale stone may not be an unusually rare thing, it is rarely known in the south because it is produced in the extreme north. What's more, Fang Ling is a disciple of the Wangyue Sect of Qin State, so it is even further away.
Chapter completed!