After lunch, Zhang Fan and Fang Yan began to practice. They practiced until 4 o'clock in the afternoon. After they felt that the energy in their bodies became full, they went to the well next to the village committee again.
Location.
Since the control rights of the well were bought out by Lao Qi and others, the villagers still obeyed the rules and no one came to watch the well.
Zhang Fan and Fang Yan went down the well directly, came to the front and back of his big red door, pushed the big red door open, and fought again with the mummies wrapped in stone skin. In about half an hour, all the mummies were killed by Zhang Fan.
Fan and Fang Yan were completely wiped out, leaving only piles of broken stones.
"Mr. Zhang, shall we continue moving forward?" Fang Yan asked after looking at this picture.
Zhang Fan nodded, and then said: "If the layout here is the same as that of Jiguan Mountain, there should be no obstacles below. However, 4 keys are needed to open the treasure of Jiguan Mountain. I don't know whether a key is needed to open this treasure. Let's first
Let’s go in and take a look before we talk.”
Zhang Fan didn't even wave to Fang Yan, and then the two of them strode toward the depths of the corridor.
After walking for about two minutes, the two came to a spacious hall. This hall was just like what Zhang Fan had seen in Jiguan Mountain. The roof was inlaid with luminous pearls and the walls were hung with pure gold lamps. It looked very beautiful.
Brilliant.
In Jiguan Mountain, before entering this splendid hall, you need to pass through a stone door, and this stone door needs a key to open. There is no stone door here. Zhang Fan and Fang Yan came in this time and entered directly without a key.
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In the hall of Jiguan Mountain, in addition to the luminous pearl and the lamp made of pure gold, there is also a giant python skin. However, there is nothing similar to the giant python skin in the well that can help people in Xuanmen practice.
When he was at Jiguan Mountain, the shadows of dragons and phoenixes intertwined on the stone gate, and then a dark space opened. Zhang Fan stuffed four small jade pillars into a dark dragon head. Only then did Zhang Fan get what looked like antlers. I don't know what they were.
Baby of things.
There is no stone door here, so there is no possibility for them to enter the dark space. So where is this treasure hidden?
Zhang Fan looked at this magnificent hall with a thoughtful look on his face.
"Mr. Zhang, come and take a look." Fang Yan said.
Hearing Fang Yan's words, Zhang Fan quickly turned away, turned his gaze to Fang Yan, and then walked in the direction of Fang Yan. Fang Yan was now in the northeast corner, and a dragon was outlined on the ground in the northeast corner.
Zhang Fan took advantage of the pattern of giving birth to the third son of nine sons, Ba Xia, and looked at the southwest corner. In the southwest corner was a Chi Kiss pattern.
Then, Zhang Fan looked at several positive and negative directions, a total of eight directions, and these eight directions all outlined a dragon pattern.
In the center of the hall is the image of the dragon's first son, the prisoner of the ox. The sum of all the images is exactly the nine sons of the dragon.
If the structure of this well is similar to that of the cave in Jiguan Mountain, now the patterns have appeared. If you want to enter the treasure-hunting space, you need to make these patterns intertwined. But how to make these patterns intertwined?
"Lao Fang, you put away all the valuable things here first, and I will observe these patterns carefully." Zhang Fan looked at it.
Fang Yan ordered, the last time he entered that dark space it was so sudden that he didn't have time to take away any valuable things.
"Okay, Mr. Zhang." Fang Yan responded, and then saw him start to pick off the pure gold lamp on the wall.
After some observation, Zhang Fan discovered a problem, that is, none of the nine patterns had eyes. Is it possible that he needs to point his own eyes in order to activate these patterns?
These patterns are all very delicately carved. Zhang Fan's painting level is not very high. If he were to add the finishing touch, his level would not be consistent with the original paintings. It is likely that these paintings would be completely destroyed. In that case, he would not be able to enter those mysterious places.
Space, got the treasure.
"Old Fang, how are your painting skills?" Zhang Fan asked as he looked at the man who was picking up the golden lantern.
"It's okay. Li Desheng is not only a Taoist practitioner, but also a master of painting. He is still very famous in our Pingshan City. I grew up with him. He taught me painting. Later, I learned Taoism.
I gave up painting because of my magic skills, but one of my paintings is still on display in our exhibition hall in Pingshan City." Fang Yan replied.
Hearing Fang Yan's words, Zhang Fan's eyes lit up slightly. He just asked casually, but he didn't expect that Fang Yan was so good at painting.
"Old Fang, how about you draw me a picture?" Zhang Fan looked at Fang Yan and continued. From what Fang Yan said, he hadn't painted for many years. Zhang Fan was afraid that Fang Yan's painting skills would deteriorate.
He regressed, so Zhang Fan asked him to draw a picture.
After all, this finishing touch is no small matter.
"No problem!" Fang Yan agreed happily.
Then, Fang Yan picked up the dagger in his hand, walked out of the hall, came to the corridor, squatted on the ground and started painting. The tip of the dagger came into contact with the marble on the ground, making a clicking sound, and bursts of fire would be sparked from time to time. However,
Fang Yan's technique is flowing and very smooth.
In about ten minutes, a lifelike dragon pattern appeared on the ground.
Zhang Fan looked around the pattern carefully and then nodded with satisfaction.
"Lao Fang, your skills are not simple." Zhang Fan gave Fang Yan a thumbs up. The pattern carved by Fang Yan was by no means inferior to the patterns in the hall.
Hearing Zhang Fan's compliment, Fang Yan smiled and scratched his head.
"Those patterns don't have eyes. You can fill in the eyes on those patterns according to the style of those patterns." Zhang Fan said.
"Okay! I'll go and patch up the eyes right away." Fang Yan nodded, then entered the hall, and based on the expressions of those patterns, he started patching up the eyes of those patterns.
Soon, Fang Yan had repaired all the eight directional patterned eyes, leaving only the prisoner cow pattern in the center of the hall.
After Fang Yan squatted down and prepared to patch up the eyes of the prisoner cow, he glanced at Zhang Fan. At this time, both of them felt a little nervous, because, in their opinion, these patterns would appear from the ground after patching up the eyes.
They rose up and intertwined, taking them into a dark space.
Success or failure depended on this, so they were naturally a little nervous.
"Let's get started, don't hesitate, do whatever you want." Zhang Fan looked at Fang Yan.
Fang Yan nodded heavily, then exhaled a breath of turbid air, inserted the tip of the dagger into the ground where the prisoner's eyes were, and then his wrist began to shake rapidly.
In just a few breaths, one of Prison Niu's eyes was carved, and the eyes matched the prison cow's overall temperament very well. Fang Yan did not stop his movements, but continued to carve the prison cow's second eye.