Fang Shu hit her hands with her fists and walked around, restless and worried about her master, and had no intention of trying again.

Fang Shu: In real history, there is no Wang Baochuan or Xue Pinggui. The story of these two people is a script based on the story of Xue Rengui and Liu Yinhuan. In order to cater to the mentality of the theatergoers, it was changed to a happy ending.

Xue Rengui is real and Xue Pinggui is fictional.

Could it be that I am not traveling back to the real world of ancient times, but traveling through books? This world is a parallel time and space? Well, what kind of setting is this? The key is that I am ignorant, and I don’t have any hints.

But during the Tang and Han Dynasties, it is said that there were also Qi practitioners.

Am I here or not?!

Fang Shu was confused again. She was stumped by this philosophical question. She really couldn't understand it!

"Who was I before I was born, and who am I after I was born?"

"Who am I, who am I?"...

Uncle Su Qi was a little sad. His spiritual consciousness was relatively weak. Was it because it was not activated or could not be released? He himself did not know. Fang Shu comforted him.

Li Moran also squatted beside Fang Shu and touched her.

Fang Shu squatted on the ground again, trying to draw the words, but she couldn't. Her hands and brain were out of sync? Or was she still not allowed to write? This was really amazing, and Fang Shu didn't force it.

Fang Shu continued to sort the box of antique treasures. Remembering the feeling of the sword just now, she put the similar ones on the left and the ones that didn't feel like it on the right.

Fang Shu suggested that Master and Li Moran meditate and use the divine light on their foreheads as the third eye to sense the outside to see if they can see outside. Fang Shu said that this is spiritual consciousness, which can also be called spiritual power.

The old man simply named this mountain Taoyuan Mountain.

"Who am I, who am I? I love who the hell I am!"

Several people are imitating the same thing and meditating to feel it.

Opening her eyes, several pairs of eyes stared at Fang Shu, asking how she was doing. Fang Shu pointed at the furniture in the room and could see it vaguely, but couldn't see clearly. She didn't know whether it was a memory or a real sight.

Okay, a Northeasterner leads a group of Northwesters, hahaha.

Fang Shu popularized the concept of spiritual consciousness, which can be external, internal, defensive, and offensive.

Fang Shu carefully observed the small sword and saw a tiny red dot on the hilt where the sword tassel should be attached. This location is not easy to immerse in a teacup. Let’s try this.

Li Moran handed the sword to Fang Shu without hesitation. Fang Shu put the sword on his forehead and sensed it. A vague text appeared, and Fang Shu could not recognize it. Others could not be sensed.

He handed the sword to Li Moran and said, "Brother, let's go and realize it ourselves."

They discussed again that this place is very good and has a lot of spiritual energy. There may be other caves and blessed places that have not yet been discovered. Every place must be hammered. The exploration must be careful.

Thinking of this, he squeezed the blood from Li Moran's fingertip again, then aimed the red dot at the blood drop, and pressed on it. Li Moran's fingertip suddenly felt pain, and he saw that the blood drop was visibly gone, and the top of the hilt of the small sword

Tightly attached to Li Moran's fingertips, there was another vampire.

The next morning, when several people gathered together, Li Luo first said that the hairpin was indeed a magical weapon, mainly used for defense. She did not recognize the words that appeared in her mind, but she could describe them.

The three grown men were all stunned by Fang Shu, master and apprentice.

Fang Shu suddenly woke up and was stunned when she saw the three anxious faces. She didn't want to pay attention to them and went out to draw circles.

"good!"

Mr. Su, Li Luo and Li Moran said that they could see outside the house very clearly. It was the real world. People are dynamic. Mr. Su was further away.

"Uncle Qi, it is the magic weapon that helps them open their spiritual consciousness. The old man has not opened it because he has been practicing for a long time. I will help you find the treasure to identify its owner."

When choosing, you should pay attention to the fact that the treasures are dirty. The more inconspicuous, quaint, and dirty they are, pick them out, sense them first, identify the ones that are suitable, and leave the ones that are not suitable alone. After all, we don’t know how.

Release the master."

Fang Shu reasonably guessed that all the items found in the cave were magical artifacts, but she didn't know what their grade was.

A few people nodded and said it made sense.

The silver needle flashed and pricked Li Moran's fingertip again. The fingertip was covered with blood on the sword body, but there was no response; the sword hilt, there was no response.

"It still doesn't work! Just let it go. Senior brother, I specially selected that little sword for you. Is there no movement? Come on, let's try again."

Fang Shu had never tried to release her spiritual consciousness. She felt that she had opened her spiritual consciousness. This attempt was incredible. Fang Shu worked hard and tried again, and she felt that a door suddenly opened in front of her eyes.

"Okay! Thank you, junior sister."

Fang Shu pricked the blood on the fingertip of Li Moran's other hand to support her. After sucking for a moment, there was a flash of light, and the small sword slowly turned into a snow-white long sword. Li Moran hurriedly grabbed it in his hand, huh

, the fit is incomparable.

Without saying anything, Li Moran first performed a set of sword skills with an ordinary sword. He said that there was a villain in his mind who taught him, but he couldn't describe it in words. But he could know how to drive the sword, but he couldn't drive it without spiritual energy. It seemed that the sword could not be driven.

The level is very high.

Fang Shufu entered the house again, placed all the antique treasures he had tried on his forehead, and meditated on the induction. Still showing the whole thing first, Fang Shu tried hard to sense the inside, but there was no reaction. The only difference was the small sword. It was just vague.

There was a fuzzy feeling, and something seemed to be flowing inside.

Looking at the characters traced by the master, is this oracle bone inscription or pictograph? It is very similar to what Fang Shu sensed yesterday. Fang Shu can't remember the specific words, only the feeling of familiarity. However, some characters are just guessing, and they are pretty much the same. Chai

He is mainly defensive.

The other three people imitated the same pattern and became sensitive to it.

Fang Shu told the old man her conjecture. The old man was extremely excited. It was accidental to identify the owner of one magical artifact, but it would not be simple for two. If it was true, he would need to stay here for a few more days to confirm these objects.

It's clear.

Fang Shu said: "Don't be hasty, don't be hasty. You don't have to choose the owner of a treasure. It's not suitable for you. Too much may not be good. Just follow your feelings. No, it's your spiritual sense. Use your spiritual sense to sense it and feel it for yourself."

"Senior brother, wait a moment, give me the sword."

The scene outside the door clearly appeared in front of her eyes. Everyone was busy sorting supplies. The green mountains in the distance stood vaguely. It was a colorful world. Fang Shu roughly measured the range, which was about 500 meters in radius.

, within three feet, every detail is revealed.

"Are you okay? What happened?"

I sensed inward again and looked inside my body. The muscles, veins, bones, and internal organs were all clearly visible. The Hunyuan Qi in my Dantian was actually colorful. I finished the exercise silently, so I won’t say more for now.

Since it is a good place, we cannot miss it. Fang Shu suggested that this place be built into a second Taoyuan and serve as their second home. Several people agreed and took action one after another. Everyone took their own responsibilities.

"Senior Brother Li, why don't you feel it yourself and see what kind of sword this is?"

Mr. Su decided that from today on, the five of them would focus on selecting antiques and treasures and experiment one by one.

Mr. Su and Uncle Su Qi both woke up one after another. When the time came, they came to Fang Shu to meditate and practice.

Love whoever you want, just pretend, and you don’t have to be afraid of changing the course of history. I am here, therefore I am, no matter who they are!

Fang Shu took Li Moran's hand, and Li Moran stopped meditating and looked at Fang Shu.

Fang Shu squatted on the ground and grabbed her hair, falling into a demonic barrier.

"It's okay, I just can't figure out some things."

"So what now?"

Destroy the crude stockade and build a house. The old man sets traps around the perimeter and makes sure the stockade is as strong as an iron barrel.

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