Wood chips were scattered all over the ground by the sword energy, and Lin Ju'an looked at Ji Mofan's actions with a sense of incomprehension.
But this tree is also obviously strange. It is such a thin and weak sapling. How can it be like an unharmed tree after being hit by a Nascent Soul expert? There is only a gap in the bark.
He watched as Ji Mofan slashed with his sword again in the same spot.
This time, the tree trunk cracked even more severely, directly exposing the innermost part closest to the center.
A magical stone was found buried inside the tree trunk.
Moreover, it doesn't look like it was recently dug up and buried; it's more like it was simply wrapped up along with the sapling as it grew.
At this moment, the surface of the spirit stone looked dull and lifeless, and even cracks appeared after being affected by the sword energy, indicating that the spiritual energy inside had been almost completely consumed.
Spirit stones are often used by array cultivators as the core of an array.
Because they are stronger than ordinary stones, and the spiritual energy stored inside can be used for array formations, their only drawback is that they are not as flexible as using one's own spiritual power.
Lin Ju'an had to admire Ji Mofan's keen eye.
Even if Ji Mofan found the array's core at a glance, with his knowledge of array formations, he could only see the traces of an array in the vicinity. He was completely clueless about how to break the array.
But in the few breaths he was lost in thought, Ji Mofan had already found another spirit stone and smashed it.
"Are you belittling yourself again?" It was Ji Mofan's voice that brought him back to his senses.
Lin Ju'an scratched his head, somewhat embarrassed, "I'm actually a few years older than Senior Brother..."
“I don’t know much about the information you have about the authorities either; no one can know everything,” Ji Mofan said.
Lin Ju'an knew that Ji Mo Fan's words made sense.
However, his lack of knowledge was not only reflected in the field of formations. In addition, when he encountered that monster whose strength far exceeded his own level, he could only run away if he had to deal with it on his own.
But Ji Mofan was different. He could identify the species of a monster the moment he encountered it, and he knew its characteristics and weaknesses like the back of his hand.
One can only marvel at how he became the senior disciple of the Yuncang Sword Sect at the age of seventeen.
In the short time that Lin Ju'an's thoughts drifted away, Ji Mofan had already broken through two more layers of the formation, completely opening the place where this great power had passed away.
The once calm ground suddenly trembled, startling the surrounding birds into flight. The soil suddenly seemed to turn into supple clay, which was kneaded, rolled, flattened, and then shaped into strange shapes.
Before them appeared a neatly constructed staircase that stretched downwards into endless darkness.
Lin Ju'an stared in disbelief, then looked at Ji Mofan with some concern, "Senior Brother, are you sure you want to go in and explore alone?"
"You stay outside and protect the Dharma. If anything happens, send me a communication talisman immediately." Ji Mo Fan didn't even look up. He pinched a fire-controlling talisman between his fingers and threw it into a dark cave entrance. He then followed the burning flames and disappeared down into the cave.
The cave entrance is low and rugged, but the walls and steps are smooth and sturdy.
After finally moving from this narrow space to a bright and open area, Ji Mofan stood firm and looked around.
It seems that the great master lived here for a period of time before passing away. All the necessities were prepared in this small space, and Ji Mofan even saw an earthen stove in the corner.
It is important to know that most cultivators choose to establish their foundation after reaching a certain level of cultivation. In particular, cultivators with higher levels of cultivation can only obtain energy by absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to support their bodily functions.
But the layout here is more like an ordinary person's dwelling.
Spaces for lamps were reserved around the room, and the candles inside were still burning. Ji Mofan lit them one by one, and the dim space immediately became bright.
The bed in this room was placed right in the center.
This is very strange from a feng shui perspective, as beds are usually placed against a wall.
It is probably related to the arrangement of the formation here.
Layers of old curtains obscured the figures inside.
With a whoosh, the Embracing Snow Sword was drawn from its sheath. Ji Mo Fan, standing a short distance away, gently lifted the curtain with the tip of his sword.
There was someone sleeping on the bed inside.
It shouldn't be called sleeping; judging from his breathing, he must have been dead for quite some time. Yet, it's unknown what methods the owner used to preserve the body from decay for so long.
The corpse was holding a small box.
Ji Mo Fan frowned.
He realized that a formation had been set up on the bed, with the small box in his hand being the key element. If anyone took it, they would fall into a trap set by someone else.
However, if we want to break the formation, we must destroy this small box that serves as the core of the formation.
Ji Mofan had already explored the small room, but had not found any other more meaningful inheritances. The remaining items were just some spirit stones and herbs that were not particularly rare.
However, in his previous life, someone clearly found a precious manuscript of a formation from it and sold it for a considerable price at an auction house.
In his previous life, Shen Yun had also been tempted to obtain this manuscript, but the auction house was extremely protective of the buyer's information. By the time they learned of the news, the manuscript had already disappeared, leaving them only to regretfully lament that they were destined to be apart.
In this life, Jimo Fan must find this destiny himself.
Since the previous life could be retrieved, it means that the trap set by the predecessor was not an overwhelming killing move that could be executed in an instant.
Moreover, deliberately leaving behind manuscripts clearly indicates a desire for one's mantle to be passed down. Leaving traps is likely more of a test; otherwise, how could one talk about inheritance if everyone were killed?
After checking the surroundings and finding no further clues, Ji Mofan reached out his hand towards the small box.
Suddenly, white light filled his field of vision.
Ji Mofan suddenly realized that he was standing in a town of ordinary people.
The shouts of vendors and the conversations of pedestrians reached his ears, while horse-drawn carriages rolled across the ground, raising dust that clung to the hem of his clothes.
He could even smell the aroma of oil wafting from the bakery not far away. If he hadn't been holding that little box in his hand, Ji Mofan would have almost thought that his memory was playing tricks on him.
Is this an illusion created by an array? Or is it actually a teleportation array so sophisticated that even Ji Mofan didn't notice a thing?
Suddenly, a group of ragged children ran past me.
A gruff male voice came from the other end, cursing viciously, "Stealing from me again! If I catch you again, I'll chop you all up and steam you as filling!"
Upon hearing this voice, Ji Mofan felt his spine stiffen.
...He had heard this voice before, in those somewhat hazy memories from before he was taken back to the Yun Cang Sword Sect.
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