The fragments of Shanhai Jing are of endless magical use. Although they cannot be used as "storage space" and cannot hide for a long time, they can practice kung fu in it that they do not want others to know and gain precious practical experience - Pan Lei's left-hand fast sword and light-spirited kung fu, which are practiced in the small world it has opened up.

Just like this, it can be regarded as an amazing treasure, and the magical use of this treasure is not only that. This bamboo slip can actually turn virtual into real and create non-existent treasures out of thin air. The degree of preciousness is simply difficult to estimate!

The reason why the ancestors of the Pan family were able to cultivate good kung fu in this poor and cold place with poor resources and survived the thrilling battles is probably the most important key to the good things from the "illusory world".

Pan Lei originally wanted to wait for a while before passing the treasure to his son. But he provoked Ziyun Palace and would have to be a human being with his tail between his feet for some time in the future and could not go to the world again. Since he could only practice at home, it would be better to pass on the treasure to his son and let Pan Long start early.

In the past, the ancestors of the Pan family were about to reach the end of their lives before passing this treasure to their children. The result was not good. When descendants obtained the treasure, they were often forty years or even older, and the profitability was very limited. It was not until his grandfather Pan Sheng changed his approach and delivered the treasure when his son Pan Shou was only twenty-five years old. As expected, Pan Shou relied on the help of this treasure to break through to the innate realm that ordinary warriors dream of, and became one of the few masters in Dingfeng Town.

Then, Pan Shou also handed the treasure to Pan Lei when he was twenty-five years old. Pan Lei's talent was even higher than his father. In less than twenty years, he not only entered the innate realm, but even further improved than his father. He could cultivate the fetal breath among the four innate different things and truly became an extraordinary "indifference person".

So, this time Pan Lei decided to hand over the treasure earlier and hand it over to his sixteen-year-old son.

Maybe the son can go further than himself, completely cultivate the four innate differences, and even achieve physical and mental perfection, becoming a "real person"...

Although it may be a little early, for his son, he would benefit from the fragments of the Shanhai Jing one day earlier. Perhaps he would be able to surpass himself in the future, even strong enough to not worry about any enemies, or even fulfill the long-cherished wishes of the Pan family in history...

Seeing his son walking out with a little frivolous pace, he coughed twice, and a smile of expectation appeared on his pale face.

"Son, my dad will be like this in his life. One generation must be stronger than the other, and the family can prosper and develop. You must surpass me!"

Walking out of his father's room and returning to his bedroom, Pan Long's eyes were still a little dull and his steps were still a little light.

He touched the bamboo slip in his arms that had been ironed warm by his body temperature, and even until now, he suspected that he was dreaming.

After his death, he traveled to this world and became the son of a martial arts master. He felt that he had already made a cheat-at least, he had a good birth.

His current origin, in the world before his time travel, was at least a family of richest people in prefecture-level cities, and even spanned the world of officials and businessmen. He was a giant in the local area, with a high content of Zhao.

Born in such a family, the starting point is the end point of many people - no, the end point of many people is far worse than this starting point! So Pan Long has no dissatisfaction with his time travel and his identity in this life. On the contrary, he is very grateful for this time travel.

Whether he could live again or be born in a wealthy family, his family was harmonious and peaceful, without the troubles in palace fighting dramas, or even practicing outstanding martial arts, he was very satisfied.

But he never thought that there would be such great benefits waiting for him in this life!

Touching the bamboo slips in his arms, he couldn't help but think of many online novels he had read.

(What am I? Time travel and plug-in? I didn't expect that I could still enjoy the treatment of the protagonist... But my plug-in is really interesting. It is actually a treasure passed down from generation to generation in the family, not a system that was activated with a "ding" sound, or a spiritual treasure that took me through time...)

After some random thoughts, he finally calmed himself down, closed the doors and windows, and took out the bamboo slip.

The yellow-brown bamboo slips look old and have a few vague words on them. Pan Long's culture is limited and it is impossible to tell what it is written. Although it should have been carefully collected by the patriarchs of the Pan family for all generations, there is no sign of rubbing and smoothness, let alone the so-called "paste". On the contrary, it looks rough and broken, without any excellence.

This is probably "the divine object is self-deprecating".

According to his father's introduction, Pan Long silently circulated his true energy and slowly entered it into the bamboo slips.

Generally speaking, when true qi is input into the item, a faint light will be emitted on the surface of the item, and the intensity will be greatly increased. If a master like Pan Lei can even converge this light into a wisp, which is powerful enough to destroy gold and break jade - that is the commonly known as "sword light".

But after absorbing the true qi, the bamboo slips still remained the old and broken appearance, and there was no change at all. Pan Long felt like an endless abyss. No matter how much true qi was injected into it, there was no meaning of filling it.

He was not worried, but just kept injecting the true qi. If he was exhausted, he meditated and regulated his breathing and then went to bed. After waking up, he spent time meditating to restore his true qi and injected his true qi into the bamboo slips.

In this way, it took five days to feel the endless abyss inside the bamboo slips filled with true energy.

After careful calculation, he had already inputted more than ten times his true energy into it. Not to mention the young generation like him, even a veteran expert like his father would not be able to provide it at one time.

This baby is indeed extraordinary!

After filling the bamboo slips with true energy, he originally planned to urge it, but Pan Lei asked him to wait a little longer and must wait for the arrival of his grandfather Pan Shou.

Pan Long had to wait patiently for several days.

A few days later, the caravan that came to Dingfeng Town to purchase the skins and flesh of monsters came. Along with the caravan, Pan Shou, who had already moved to the Central Plains, and several of his reliable disciples.

Pan Shou did not come here specially. Every autumn and winter, he would come to Dingfeng Town. One was to visit his descendants and some old friends, and the other was to be on guard against unexpected precautions.

Qiuhunting is a very dangerous thing. No matter how good the martial arts are, it is difficult to ensure that he is not hurt. The old man comes here every year to guard against his son being injured in Qiuhunting and no masters in the family will take charge.

He is 63 years old this year. For ordinary people, he is already old and can even be considered long-lived, but for innate masters, he is still in his prime. Breaking through to the innate realm can not only improve his strength, but most importantly, it can increase his lifespan. Even if he is a person like him who has just entered the innate world and has not been able to cultivate one of the four different things, he can live to over 100 years old, and even maintain his prime until he is about 80 years old.

Pan Shou has nearly twenty years of his prime, and he may be able to go further in the realm of martial arts. In that case, he can maintain his prime for a longer period of time.

With his charge, even if Pan Lei was seriously injured while hunting monsters, the Pan family still had a backbone and would not have been taken advantage of by others and suffered a great loss.

Just like this time, Pan Lei was seriously injured. When Pan Long opened the Shanhai Jing, there was no reliable person to protect him. Only when he came, could he try with confidence.

After Pan Shou arrived, he first arranged for his fellow disciples to deal with some of the official duties that were delayed by Pan Lei during this period. Then he used the excuse of using exercises to heal his son, and three generations of grandparents and grandchildren entered the underground secret room.

Pan Long originally planned to start this, but his grandfather took out a pair of yarrow and said he wanted to make a fortune. Since the old man moved to the Central Plains, he has come into contact with many people from the Taoist sect and has learned a lot of divine things.

Wait and wait until lunch, the "auspicious time" he divined came late.

But it is not enough to come the auspicious time. You have to burn incense and pray and worship your ancestors before you can start the fragments of the mountain and sea scriptures.

Pan Long was so anxious that he was about to get angry, but he had no choice but to continue to wait patiently. After finally the ceremony was finished, he could start. He immediately pierced his finger with a steel needle and dripped a drop of blood on the bamboo slip.

When the dull bamboo slips touched the drop of blood, they immediately became prosperous. If they hadn't been hiding in the underground secret room, they would have been afraid that the light would reflect into the sky and illuminate half of the sky.

In the light, there are mountains, seas, countless islands and stars, countless strange people and beasts... All kinds of illusions are constantly rotating around Pan Long, with light and darkness, like a lantern.

Pan Lei and Pan Shou were startled and looked at each other.

When they opened the fragments of the Shanhai Jing, they did not have such a big formation!

And in the world of consciousness that they could not see, Pan Long was even more shocked.

He saw the fragments of the Shanhai Sutra suddenly unfold, turning into a door, sucking himself in - this was the same as the elders told him. But after being sucked in, it was not an empty chaotic world, nor the grassland or Pan Mansion he was familiar with, but a vast sea of ​​stars. In the sea of ​​stars, countless large and small stars were shining brightly and unstable.

As a senior intellectual who had received education in modern scientific systems, Pan Long had enough astronomical knowledge and knew that stars were actually huge stars that were extremely far away from him. But he did not dare to use astronomical knowledge to guess the scene in front of him. One of the foundations of scientific thought is to seek truth from facts. He actually had no understanding of the fragments of the Shanhai Jing, so how could he make random judgments?

What's worse is that the "user guide" that should have been passed into his mind has disappeared until now. Instead, there was a strange sense of familiarity coming from the stars, and you could feel the faint traction force coming from those stars.

It seems to be...I want to suck him in.

He complained secretly in his heart, but he couldn't move at all. Although his relatives were close, he couldn't even tell him any warning.

(What the hell is going on!)

He screamed in his heart, but he couldn't stop his body from flying suddenly and roaring towards a big star.

With a roar, Pan Long fainted without even having time to react.
Chapter completed!