In front of Dongfang Ruhua, Fang Bai no longer hid his strength. Holding her little hand, he quickly followed the river, hoping to leave the mountain area before nightfall and meet up with the Dongfang Family.
As they passed by a narrow canyon, Fang Bai suddenly felt a powerful fluctuation of true essence. Amazed, he brought Dongfang Ruhua into the canyon.
"Big brother, there is no road ahead!"
The two entered the canyon and walked a hundred meters before Dongfang Ruhua pointed at the stone wall in front of them.
Fang Bai stared at the stone wall that blocked the road ahead, his eyes flashing with a strange light. He excitedly said, "It's not that there is no road, but that someone has laid down an array. The mountain wall you see is only an illusion … hehe, how can this trifling array stop me?"
He pulled the puzzled Dongfang Ruhua to the stone wall. After carefully examining it for a moment, he revealed an expression of understanding. He began to circulate his true essence, his fists constantly bombarding the stone wall.
Dongfang Ruhua watched as Fang Bai's fierce and fierce fists struck the stone wall, but it was as if he was striking a soft pile of cotton. His fists actually sank deep into the stone wall, and there was a loud rumbling sound coming from within the stone wall. She couldn't help but be dumbfounded, unable to understand what was going on.
Following Fang Bai's fiercest and fiercest punch, Dongfang Ruhua felt a sudden tremor under her feet. The stone wall in front of her magically disappeared, and a massive mountain valley appeared in front of her.
Before Dongfang Ruhua had time to cry out in alarm, she was already pulled into the mountain valley by Fang Bai.
Within the massive mountain valley, there were flowers and trees everywhere, high and low, arranged in picturesque disorder.
Butterflies of all colors danced among the flowers. Cute and nimble little animals appeared in the weeds. Unknown birds were happily chirping from the distant branches. On the distant cliffs, one could see flowing springs and waterfalls …
A small, exquisite, emerald green bamboo house stood on a high ground in the center of the mountain valley. There was a faint mist floating around the bamboo house.
What was most surprising was that after entering this mountain valley, the high temperature was no longer and the scorching heat disappeared. It was as if they had gone from the height of summer to the world of spring.
To Dongfang Ruhua, this valley was simply a paradise.
To Fang Bai, the valley was a cultivation ground left behind by a cultivator.
The flowers and grasses that covered the ground were, in fact, spiritual herbs. The ones with the youngest medicinal age were at least a hundred years old, and many of them were two to three hundred years old.
The small animals that roamed among the weeds, perhaps because they often nibbled on elixirs, also had some spirituality. When they saw people coming in, they were not afraid at all. Instead, they gathered around the two people.
The faint mist that floated around the small bamboo house was the condensed Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi. Because this valley was set up by someone, the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi was locked in the valley and did not disperse.
If they could sit in the small bamboo house and cultivate, absorb the surrounding Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi, and consume the elixirs in the valley, it was simply a dream for a martial artist.
If this was in his previous life, a cultivation ground like this would not attract Fang Bai at all. But now, he was overjoyed.
The cultivation resources in his Space Ring were almost exhausted. He had originally thought that his cultivation would fall into a period of slow growth, but he had never thought that by chance, he would actually find an excellent cultivation ground here.
If he could continue cultivating here in the future, he would definitely achieve twice the results with half the effort.
"Am I dreaming?"
Dongfang Ruhua stood in the midst of the flowers and grasses. She rubbed her eyes forcefully as she looked around at this beautiful little world that would only appear in dreams.
Suddenly, she felt an itch under her feet. When she looked down, she saw a snow-white rabbit rubbing against her calf intimately.
"Wah, what a cute little rabbit!"
Dongfang Ruhua crouched down and picked up the little white rabbit, playing with it happily.
Dongfang Ruhua played with the small animals in the valley, having a great time. However, Fang Bai's gaze landed on the small bamboo house in the center of the valley.
He also felt the fluctuation of energy from the small bamboo house, so he guessed that there must be something good inside.
Under normal circumstances, a cultivator would more or less leave behind some cultivation resources when they left their cultivation grounds for those who were fated to come after them.
For example, when Fang Bai became an Immortal Emperor in his previous life, there were many cultivation grounds in both the cultivation world and the immortal world. He also left behind many cultivation resources, such as origin stones, spirit weapons, pills, cultivation methods, and so on, waiting for the fated ones.
After being reincarnated into this world, Fang Bai had once thought that if he could return to the cultivation world or the immortal world one day, he would definitely follow the memories of his previous life to search for these things.
Things that could be casually abandoned in his previous life were incomparably precious in the eyes of the current Fang Bai.
Glancing at Dongfang Ruhua, he saw that she was happily playing with a group of small animals. Fang Bai laughed involuntarily and strode towards the small bamboo house.
In the bamboo house, there was only a bamboo chair, a bamboo table, and a bamboo bed. It was simple and spotless.
On the bamboo table, there were a few bottles of pills and a few cultivation methods. There was also a note.
Reading the note, Fang Bai then knew that this valley was a cultivation ground for a Xiantian Stage martial artist.
That Xiantian Stage martial artist had left this place 500 years ago when the world had changed and the spiritual energy was thin. He had gone to search for the legendary cultivation world.
The few bottles of pills left behind by that Xiantian Stage martial artist were a bottle of Concentration Pill, a bottle of Fortune Pill, and a bottle of Marrow Cleansing Pill.
The three bottles of pills were all middle-grade, and their effects were much better than the low-grade pills that Fang Bai had obtained previously.
The few cultivation methods were also powerful and extremely powerful Xiantian Stage cultivation methods.
In this world, the cultivation methods practiced by the ancient martial artists were all acquired cultivation methods. Compared to the power of the Xiantian Stage cultivation methods, the difference was like heaven and earth. They could not be compared at all.
It could be imagined that if a Xiantian Stage cultivation method appeared in the ancient martial world, it would definitely cause a frenzy among the martial artists and set off a bloody storm.
However, Fang Bai's mind was filled with powerful cultivation methods. Any one of them would far surpass the few Xiantian Stage cultivation methods on the bamboo table.
Therefore, Fang Bai didn't even look at those cultivation techniques. He simply tossed them into his Interspatial Ring and planned to give them away in the future.
Those bottles of pills were very useful to Fang Bai, who was eager to raise his cultivation level. Especially the bottle of Concentration Pill, which made Fang Bai feel like he had obtained a treasure.
As the name suggested, the Concentration Pill was used to condense a martial artist's Divine Sense.
The so-called Divine Sense referred to the spiritual consciousness. For a martial artist, the importance of the Divine Sense was no less than the True Essence.
Once Fang Bai derived the Divine Sense, he could do many things that he could not do in the past, such as refining spiritual weapons, elixirs, drawing talismans, and so on. It would also allow his eyes and ears to explore further.