After Feng Wan selected one, all the other paintings disappeared, leaving only this one.

[Master, I was busy trying to identify the authenticity just now. I never took a good look at what was painted on this painting. Let’s take a look. 】

Feng Wan and several cubs simultaneously focused their attention on the painting in front of them.

Fengwan doesn't know how to draw, but it can be seen from the lines and layout that the painter has a strong talent for painting.

This painting does not depict flowers, birds, insects and fish, but the topographic map of the entire Nine Wastelands.

It may be a painting made tens of thousands of years ago. What is drawn on this topographic map is somewhat different from the current topography of Jiuhuang, but most of it is consistent.

However, although this painting is good and the artistry is excellent, it does not help Feng Wan.

This painting is different from that Bagua picture. One can gain enlightenment from it. This painting was not made by a painting cultivator and does not contribute to cultivation in any way.

Feng Wan looked at it carefully for a while, and she felt that this painting was definitely not simple.

The ancestor of the Feng family would not leave a useless painting to future generations. She must have overlooked something.

Feng Wan waved his hand to return the painting to its previous position on the wall. Then he flew up and hung in front of the painting.

The boys didn't say anything, they just looked at the paintings in front of them attentively. What's the mystery here?

Feng Wan stretched out her hand to feel the lines on the painting. From beginning to end, they seemed light, but they contained spiritual power.

When the last line was touched, the entire painting burned in front of Feng Wan's eyes.

The cubs were a little frightened. If it burned, nothing would be left.

Fat Nightmare planned to save him, but was stopped by Feng Wan. Only when something unexpected happens can new discoveries be made.

After the painting was burned, the wall that had been placed against it suddenly emitted golden light.

After the golden light passed, there was a painting with golden light on the wall, and what was painted on the painting was the topographic map of Jiuhuang, as if the painting that had been burned just now was rubbed on the wall.

[Master, did you use your spiritual power to stamp this on the wall? 】

The cubs thought about their master's actions just now and came up with this guess.

[I only finished half of it, and now the golden light on this painting has no luster with me.]

Feng Wan just used his spiritual power to draw and draw, and he just followed his heart. It seems that he did the right thing now.

[The master is awesome, hey, look, it’s a dragon vein.]

Feng Wan looked in the direction pointed by Fatty and saw a golden dragon running across the north and south on the topographic map of the entire Jiuhuang.

This golden dragon is the largest spiritual vein in Jiuhuang, which is also the spiritual stone mine.

In addition to this largest spiritual stone mine, there are thousands of scattered spiritual stone mines.

These small spiritual stone mines are controlled by various sects or families, and the Chi family and Qian family hold the largest amount of spiritual stone mines.

However, their spiritual stone mines are completely incomparable to this spiritual stone mine hidden deep underground.

Feng Wan's cubs were all starry-eyed immediately. Oh my god, they were really blind just now.

This is not an ordinary painting, it is a treasure map.

[Master, I am going to draw now and make sure to remember the position of this spiritual vein exactly.]

Fat Nightmare took out his drawing book and started drawing.

Huohuang and Baizhi were not idle either, and both began to plan the location of the spirit stone mine.

Feng Wan smiled helplessly and fondly, her little ones were really positive.

This painting should have been painted tens of thousands of years ago. With the vicissitudes of time, the position of the dragon vein may have changed long ago.

Even if it doesn't change, it's not that easy to take away.

Moreover, this dragon vein is related to the life and death of Jiuhuang, and cannot be easily touched unless it is absolutely necessary.

Otherwise, the entire Jiuhuang may be ruined.

Feng Wan continued to observe the painting, except for the golden dragon, which showed the shape of apertures on each wasteland.

[Master, this shape looks like a Ouija board. Let me take a look at their positions. Well, they are almost the same as where we found Lingyi and the others. ]

Huo Huang was excited. If this discovery was correct, then the remaining two Ouija boards would be easy to find.

Several kids hurriedly looked at the locations of the Northeastern Wasteland and the Southeastern Wasteland, because now the Ouija Boards were the only ones left in these two wildernesses that had not been found.

Fengwan went back to the Tianyuan Sect after going to the Northeast Wasteland last time to survive the death tribulation, so he didn't find the Ouija Board in the Northeast Wasteland.

However, the aperture position in the Northeast Wilderness does not seem to exist in the current Jiuhuang.

Huohuang took out the terrain map of the Nine Wastelands that they had drawn long ago.

Comparing the two, almost all other wilds are comparable, but the Northeastern wilds are much worse.

A few cubs don't have to worry about it. If the northeastern wilderness can't compete, then there is still the southeastern wilderness.

Although the location of Southeast Wasteland is a little different, it's still fairly easy to find.

The cubs had determined their location and were waiting for an opportunity to search after they went out.

These two discoveries were such a surprise. The ancestors of the Feng family really left a great treasure for Feng Wan.

The boys read it carefully several times for fear of omitting something and missing the opportunity to make a fortune.

After finally making sure they found nothing more, they rubbed their sore eyes and looked away. When they looked back again, the paintings on the wall had disappeared.

Without waiting for a closer look, the space in front of Feng Wan's eyes became distorted.

When her feet landed on the ground again, two familiar concerned faces appeared in front of her.

"Tuanwan."

Feng Mao shouted happily.

"Grandpa, Grandpa the patriarch, I'm back."

"Buanwan, are you okay?"

Although it looked like everything was fine, the two of them were still a little worried. Luanwan was now not only the treasure of their Feng family, but also the treasure of Tianyuan Sect and the entire Jiuhuang.

You have to do it very carefully.

"Don't worry, grandpas, I'm fine. Let's go back first."

"well."

The three of them left the Sutra Pavilion, Feng Mao stayed behind and continued to guard the pavilion, Feng Wan and Feng Yun left together.

On the morning of the next day, Feng Wan and others left the Feng family and returned to Tian Yuan Sect.

Feng Wan and Feng Qingqing separated in the square, and each led people back to Yushou Peak and Holy Sword Peak.

Feng Wan first greeted his master and senior brothers, and then rode the round-eared rabbit to the Head Hall.

She had to put the search for the Ouija board on first, she had more important things to do.

Ling Ze had been paying attention to Feng Wan's situation, and he was relieved after receiving the message that Feng Wan had returned to Tianyuan Sect.

"Report to the leader, Master Dandan is here."

Ling Ze was dealing with various troublesome matters at hand when he heard from the disciple below that Feng Wan was here.

"where?"

Ling Ze stood up to pick him up, but Feng Wan was already at the door.

"Buan Danzun, please come in quickly."

It's not that Ling Ze's attitude is flattering, but that Feng Wan's identity is displayed here. The identity of the ancestor of the Mahayana realm and the eighth-level alchemy master, either one of them is enough to be dazzling.

"Master Zhenjun, I am here to discuss something with you."

"Buan Danzun, please speak."

For a high-level monk like Feng Wan, Ling Ze liked her very much to cause trouble for him and the sect.

Because the more troubles there are, the deeper the ties will be.

Feng Wan did not hesitate and directly explained the purpose of his visit.

"Master Zhenjun, I want to organize all the alchemists in Jiuhuang together so that the way of alchemy can be carried forward."

"This is a good idea. How do you want to implement it?"
Chapter completed!