His mother gave him too many surprises and shocks. He thought he knew enough, but he didn't expect that there would be her footprints in this little lama temple in the world.

"Wow, a female donor, did she come alone?" Xiao Yan's eyes widened in surprise.

"Yes!" The yellow-clad lama glanced at him with a look of contempt, "She is much better than you. She is a very, very powerful martial arts master. Do you know a martial arts master?"

He regarded Xiao Yan as an ordinary person, so he had a hint of contempt and teasing in his tone.

"Master, I really know this. I know many martial arts masters, and they are also very powerful. One of them can fly in the sky." Xiao Yan said seriously.

"Flying in the sky?" The yellow-clothed lama was shocked. He was far from able to do it when he was in the Yuan realm. As far as he knew, even a demigod could not fly. "Is it true or false?"

"Of course it's true. They can control a special flying wing with magical power." Xiao Yan smiled.

The yellow-clothed lama gave him a fierce look. If it was to use flying wings, even a cultivator with a little power could do it, it would not be a big deal.

"That's not called flying at all, what's the difference between taking a plane?" The yellow-clad lama was very disdainful.

"Master, that requires very powerful strength. Ordinary people can fly, but they definitely cannot use flying wings." Xiao Yan retorted.

While the two were talking, Xiao Yan calmly took the sachet into his hand. There was a hard ball in the sachet. I don’t know what material it was. When I held it in my palm, a coldness vaguely arises.

The yellow-clad lama focused on his wings and frowned and thought about how to refute Xiao Yan. He didn't pay attention to his small movements. Besides, the sachet was very small and inconspicuous, and if he didn't pay attention, he might not be able to find it.

Xiao Yan held the sachet in the palm of his hand, pretending to be nothing, while releasing his divine thoughts to investigate. What surprised him was that the bronze key spirit in the sea of ​​consciousness seemed to have woken up from a dream, and suddenly became solemn in treasure, with an unspeakable majesty, which was aimed at the sachet.

This made Xiao Yan particularly strange. No, did her mother calculate that he would come to this Lama Temple and find that the sachet she left behind was wrong. The most important thing is that he had to get the spirit of the bronze key in advance, otherwise it would be meaningless. How did she accurately calculate and set it up?

Xiao Yan was puzzled. His mother gave him too many questions and could only wait until he met her in the future to ask him one by one. Now he will take a step by step.

The stone ball in the sachet was usually a bit cool, and there were not many abnormalities except for a little coolness. Xiao Yan did not find out with his divine thoughts, but after the bronze key spirit exuded its might, it was instantly transmitted to the stone ball, as if it was a key, opening its closed door.

A magical space appeared in Xiao Yan's divine thoughts. There was another universe in the stone ball. It turned out to be an independent space. A piece of green cold jade the size of a watermelon was placed inside. It was definitely a priceless treasure. But the question is, how did this piece of green cold jade get into the stone ball space and how did it be taken out?

Xiao Yan's heartbeat faster and his breathing became a little rapid, because he keenly captured that this had already involved space capabilities.

Opening up an independent space inside the stone ball is definitely something that even the divine realm is difficult to do. If it were not for the power of the bronze key spirit body, Xiao Yan would not be able to discover this independent space, and his divine thoughts would not be able to enter. But now he is like a bystander, only watching but not moving.

It's good to see it. He didn't pay much attention to the green cold jade and threw his divine thoughts on the inner wall of the stone ball. The stone ball with a nail on the outside looked like it was a few hundred times, magically enlarged several hundred times, five meters square, and the inner wall was densely carved with array patterns. Xiao Yan was extremely excited when he saw them.

He knew that he had picked up a treasure, which definitely involved the array pattern of space ability. If he could study it thoroughly, he would go further away from space ability.

But soon Xiao Yan became as big as a bucket. The formation pattern on the inner wall of the stone ball was too complicated. Xiao Yan looked at it, just like a primary school student was looking at the calculus equation, and he couldn't understand it at all. He increased the output of his mental power without admitting defeat and stared at it, but he had a headache and almost screamed.

"Are you okay?" The yellow-clad lama noticed that Xiao Yan's face suddenly turned pale and his face was a little distorted.

"Ahem, it's okay." Xiao Yan coughed a few times to hide his clothes, "Maybe he's too tired these days and is a little exhausted."

The yellow-clad lama stared at his face for a moment and said hesitantly: "You do have signs of exhaustion. If you continue like this, it will hurt your roots. I have a way to warm your nature and nourish your spirit. You can try to learn it."

His generous and gentle temperament is probably related to the spiritual methods he practiced. Most lamas do not pay attention to body refining, so their level is not high on the surface, but their mental power is generally very high. This is also their most powerful point. Outsiders dare not enter the Western Regions easily, which is one of the reasons.

Mental attacks are far more bizarre than true attacks, and it is difficult to prevent them. If a warrior with poor mental defense ability has a great loss even if his level is high, he may even fall under the mental attack before he can take action and eventually he has no chance to take action.

"That's great, thank you, Master, you are so great." Xiao Yan understood a little why his mother chose this place. This yellow-clad lama is quite cute, simple and kind. Although he is a little bit petty in Feiyi's attitude, he is still a trustworthy person.

If you put the sachet in this place, you will not lose it for ten thousand years. I believe that the character of a yellow-clad lama will never be moved without action.

The yellow-clad lama had already spoken. Although he was still hesitant, he still passed on a very obscure mantra of Xiao Yan and taught him some of the actions he had to do when he recited the mantra step by step. It was actually very simple. The key was to adjust the state of mind well. It seemed easy to warm the nature and nourish the spirit, and it was not easy to persevere.

"Master, it seems to be really useful!" After a few minutes, Xiao Yan screamed in surprise. He was not pretending, but really gained huge benefits from it. This technique is extraordinary.

"Haha, it's early. Without ten and a half years of hard work, you can't imagine the benefits of it. I suggest you practice every day and persevere until you die." The yellow-clad lama smiled unanimously. He didn't believe that Xiao Yan felt it so quickly. It took him almost three months to find the way.
Chapter completed!