Chapter Five: A Big Tree

  What kind of tree is this? How did it grow so tall!

  Although he had only taken a rough look, Fang Ling estimated that this tree was at least over ten zhang tall.

  A ten-zhang tree, especially on a mountain top, is really rare.

  And those strange leaves gave Fang Ling a refreshing feeling.

  How can leaves give themselves this feeling?

  Go take a look!

  This tree made Fang Ling's thoughts of going up a few more points.

  Relying on his Golden Goose Skill, Fang Lin continuously crossed over one block of protruding mountain rocks after another. Now that he had stored quite a few medicinal materials in his backpack, he didn't need to pay attention to the herbs appearing around him, so his walking speed increased significantly.

  It was just a moment, and Fang Ling had already arrived at a platform a hundred feet away from the mountain top.

  The platform is not large, only about ten square feet in circumference. Standing here, you can see that huge tree with perfect clarity.

  It was at this moment that Fang Ling realized his judgment of the tree had been somewhat too subjective.

  This tree is only about ten zhang high, but the big tree rooted at the highest point on the mountain top is over twenty zhang tall. The thick trunk looks like a wall from Fang Lin's position. The branches and stems are entwined, just like a curled dragon.

  Palm-sized leaves hang high on branches, emerald green as a canopy.

  Fang Ling's gaze was ultimately still attracted by those leaves, because those leaves were really a bit strange.

  Each piece is like the palm of a person's hand.

  What tree is this?

  Whether it was Fang Ling's memory or Ben Zhu's memory, Fang Ling could be certain that he had never seen this kind of tree before.

  Curiosity drove Fang Ling Yue to continue forward, towards the big tree. But just as he was about to step onto the mountain top platform, his advancing body was suddenly bounced back by a force.

  If it weren't for Fang Ling's quick use of Jin Yan Gong to hold back his body, this collision would have made him spit blood!

  Fang Ling's heart sank, and he lightly touched the front with his hand, only to feel an invisible wall blocking his progress. The further his hand went in, the stronger the rebound force from the wall became.

  This invisible air wall suddenly reminded Fang Lin of the passage that Zhao Xian Shi broke through when he entered the Wax Mountain Secret Realm.

  This should also be a kind of seal, and it is a more solid seal than the secret realm of Lushan. Not to mention oneself, I'm afraid that Zhao Xian Shi can't break this seal either.

  A tree was actually sealed alone inside, what's so special about this tree?

  Fang Ling circled around the big tree twice with a sense of discontent, but there was no road that could lead him in.

  Under disappointment, Fang Ling was ready to leave.

  It's great here, but it's useless if you can't get in.

  Just as he was about to leave, Fang Ling suddenly discovered that the spiritual energy of heaven and earth here was actually twice as strong as other places.

  Cultivating internal energy is about absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth from the void, a place with abundant spiritual energy of heaven and earth will naturally bring twice the result with half the effort.

  In the memory of this master, many people have fought desperately for this region with a strong spiritual energy.

  A good cave dwelling is worth tens of thousands of taels of gold!

  The collection of medicinal herbs is almost done, why don't we just cultivate here for a few days.

  Having made up his mind, Fang Lin found a green stone and began to cultivate the Primordial Origin Technique.

  Along with the circulation of his power, strands of spiritual energy were absorbed into Fang Lin's body. His internal breath, which originally required three hours to complete thirty-six cycles, could now be completed in just one hour.

  He then added a bit more internal energy into his dantian and Fang Lin practiced the Golden Goose Technique for a while before stopping to rest.

  "Bo He Cao, Qing Mu Gen, Du Gen Guo..." Fang Ling, who was idle and had nothing to do, identified various medicinal materials on that platform.

  "Hmm, Poisonous Dragon Grass! There's actually Poisonous Dragon Grass here!" Looking at a three-foot-tall herb emitting black gas all over its body, Fang Ling's heart was filled with excitement.

  This poisonous dragon grass is the main medicine for practicing Qingxia Palm, and when matched with other medicines in his own medicine bag, he can adjust it into the first dose of medicine for practicing Qingxia Palm.

  He took out the secret book of Qing Sha Palm and Fang Ling carefully looked at it...

  Three days later, when the sunlight shone again on the secret realm of Lao Mountain, a young man sitting cross-legged on a rock suddenly rose into the air as he inhaled the rolling white gas. He saw his left hand swing and heavily strike a boulder the size of a hundred kilograms.

  Through the sunlight, the boy's palm was as big as half of its usual size, and the green light flashed between them, already printed on the stone.

  Silent and soundless, but in the instant when the young man withdrew his palm, a green palm print had already been imprinted on the stone block, more than two fingers deep.

  The First Layer of Qing Sha Palm!

  Looking at his own palm print, Fang Ling felt a sense of satisfaction. This Qing Xie Palm didn't have any difficult places to practice, the most important thing was the medicine.

  The Duolongcao medicine can only support the practice of the first layer of Qingxia Palm, and to practice the second layer, you need to use Guaji fruit or other high-grade poisonous fruits.

  But this result has already made Fang Ling very satisfied.

  It's been five days on this mountain, it's time to go down.

  Although he was reluctant, Fang Ling knew that relying on his own strength, once the passage opened by Zhao Xian Shi disappeared, he would not be able to leave the secret realm of Lushan.

  Although I won't starve to death in the secret realm of Lao Shan, the time will come when I have to pay back my debt to the Chen family, so how can I not go back!

  Walking down, it's already a familiar road, Fang Ling walks with an even leisurely feeling as if touring the mountains and rivers.

  "Isn't this Fang Ling? I didn't expect you little brat to be so lucky." Two men jumped out from the thicket, each holding a long knife, staring at Fang Ling like cats watching mice.

  These two men Fang Ling remembered were people who entered the mountain with him. But he didn't expect that they would be hiding here.

  "Those who know the rules, quietly leave what's in your backpack behind. I'll let you have a way out." The first man to speak pointed at Fang Lin and said coldly.

  Fang Ling didn't say a word, just coldly staring at these two people.

  That first Han saw Fang Ling fundamentally ignored himself, suddenly having a kind of being humiliated feeling, his hand holding the long knife swung, his mouth coldly said: "Little beast, you just stay here!"

  At the moment this person's long knife swung out, a half-foot-long blade aura appeared on the long knife.

  This knife aura represents Hanzi's cultivation and has already broken through the fourth layer of Qi Refining.

  Only masters who have cultivated their internal energy to at least the fourth level can produce this kind of knife aura that can cleave through iron like mud.

  If this were in the past, Fang Ling would have been unable to dodge, but at this moment, this knife aura was not an obstacle for him at all.

  He executed the Golden Goose Movement, and his entire body seemed to transform into a large goose, swiftly flashing beside the big man. Before the big man could react, he had already struck the Qing Xiao Palm at the back of the big man.

  "Be careful, big brother!"

  Another Han man let out a loud roar and rushed over quickly.

  However, the man still arrived a bit late, and Fang Ling's palm had already heavily imprinted on the first big man's back.

  "Bang!"

  Fang Ling felt his arm tremble, the big man's back was like raw iron, and even had a kind of counter-shock force, making Fang Ling's palm feel numb.

  "Little kid, I really underestimated you. Today I will..." The big man who was slapped on the back by Fang Lin turned his head around and said viciously to Fang Lin, with blood at the corner of his mouth making him look even more ferocious.

  He had reached the fourth layer of Qi training and hadn't yet reached the fifth. Fang Lin quickly judged that the big man's cultivation was at this level.

  And the second great Han should also be practicing Qi at the fourth level.

  Two burly men with four layers of aura refinement stood before him, causing Fang Ling's brow to furrow even deeper.

  Just as he was dodging the second big man's attack, the first big man who had been charging over with a ferocious expression suddenly fell to the ground, his hideous face turning completely green.

  Sealing Palm!

  "Big brother, what's wrong?" The second man quickly ran to the first man's side and shouted anxiously.

  But the man who had fallen to the ground could no longer make any sound.

  "You... you killed my brother? I'll fight it out with you!" The second man roared and turned to run towards the back.

  It's gone!

  Fang Ling was stunned for a moment, and then immediately prepared to chase after him.

  But just as he sprang up and was about to chase after him, the body of that second man suddenly split into two halves.

  Space crack!

  He passed through two spaces and was divided into two halves.

  Fang Ling looked at the two dead men and felt a wave of relief in his heart. If he hadn't mastered the Qing Si Palm and Jin Yan Skill, it would probably be him who ended up dead.

  From the two men, Fang Ling not only found over a thousand taels of gold tickets, but also discovered seven or eight stalks of spiritual medicine and three pouches.

  These pouches are obviously not from two Han Chinese people, and there is even a bloodstain on one of the pouches.

  He who kills shall be killed by all men.

  Fang Ling put the things into his own backpack and continued walking down, but his speed was significantly slower.

  "Hmm!"

  Fang Ling suddenly fixed his gaze when he was approaching the original site of Xianglong Temple, and saw a man in his thirties rushing towards him from more than 100 meters away.

  Expelling the vital energy and emptying the mind, this is the foundation-building stage of a cultivator.

  Seeing the monk fly hundreds of meters in an instant, Fang Ling's heart trembled.

  This is his first time seeing a monk from the foundation period!

  A cultivator of this level coming to Dingfang City would make even the city lord show great respect.

  Just as Fang Lin was staring at the man, the man also noticed Fang Lin and heard him say in a low voice: "Youngster, take another path, there are many spatial cracks here, this is not a place you should be."

  Just as he was speaking, a swift and fierce gust of wind suddenly struck him.

  Facing this wind mark, the man pointed with one finger, a small blue bowl suddenly flew up, emitting a faint purple light, covering his entire body under the purple light.

  Is this small bowl a ritual vessel?

  At the moment Fang Ling stared at that small bowl, the invisible wind mark had already touched the purple light. At the moment of collision, the purple light appeared with cracks like a glass hit by a fist.

  "Pffft!"

  In the soft voice, a purple light screen connected to a small bowl, and instantly shattered from the air. The man lowered his head, and the wind mark cut across his forehead.

  Just as Hanzi let out a sigh of relief, Fang Ling saw a large pit appearing below him, rushing towards Hanzi's body.