Han Li exited the dense forest, feeling that the surroundings had suddenly become wide open.

After glancing around, he continued forward, and before long, he arrived at a vast stone forest formed by various grotesque and jagged rocks.

In the center of the stone forest stood a circular stone platform, about a thousand zhang in diameter and a hundred zhang high, with a cyan color throughout. It was naturally connected to the mountain below, covered with crisscrossing cracks and moss, giving it a sense of age.

Seeing this, Han Li frowned slightly, vaguely feeling that the high platform before him seemed somewhat familiar.

After a moment of contemplation, he suddenly leaped up and landed on the stone platform.

There were not many furnishings on the stone platform. The ground was covered with cracked patterns, from which many cyan vines extended, crisscrossing and crawling all over the ground. What was special, however, was that the entire stone platform seemed to be filled with a faint power of the law of time.

In addition, on the edge of the stone platform not far away, stood a giant stone tablet hundreds of zhang high, also covered with moss and climbing cyan vines.

Han Li approached and discovered that under the vines, there were several dark golden characters engraved in Gold Seal Script:

"Fa Yan Tian Di."

He frowned tightly, and looking back at the surroundings, he saw that the mountain peaks were surrounded by boundless clouds and seas, and he suddenly realized:

"So it's here..."

This stone platform was the very place where he had seen the big-eared monk, Mi Luo Old Ancestor, lecturing his disciples through the crystal wall back then.

At that time, he had only heard Mi Luo Old Ancestor's unfathomable eight and a half verses of scripture, and the supernatural powers throughout his body had automatically operated, and he had even opened eight immortal apertures in one breath, which benefited him immensely.

Unfortunately, since that time, he had never had the opportunity to see that scene again through the crystal wall.

However, by chance, he had come here again. Perhaps it was an arrangement of fate that allowed him to recreate the scene of Mi Luo Old Ancestor's lecture that year.

Thinking of this, Han Li immediately formed a hand seal, and golden light shone brightly behind him. The Mantra Treasure Wheel floated out leisurely and began to spin.

In the next moment, his figure swept into the sky, hovering in the air.

In the past, he was affected by the crystal wall and could not see the entire stone platform. Today, he naturally had to choose a good position.

He changed the hand seal in his hand and silently chanted: "Condense."

As soon as this word came out, hundreds of time runes on the Mantra Treasure Wheel behind him lit up, and the Eye of Truth in the center suddenly opened. A huge eyeball cast in golden juice turned around, shooting out a golden light that was projected onto the stone platform.

After the cyan stone platform was bathed in golden light, its surface also emitted a faint golden light, and intertwined in the void to construct patches of light and shadow, from which familiar figures emerged.

"As expected..."

Seeing this scene, Han Li muttered to himself.

His gaze swept from the yellow-robed figure named Mu Yan, with straw-like hair, to the five-foot-tall, large-headed child he had seen in the Shui Yan Palace, and then to the naked, fire-patterned man, finally stopping on the fat, big-eared monk wearing a red kasaya.

His eyes were kind, he sat cross-legged casually, gently twisting a string of jade beads in his hand, his lips slowly opening and closing, slowly telling something.

With each opening of his mouth, a series of five-colored runes flew out from between his lips and teeth, turning into streams of five-colored light that rose into the sky, which then attracted the resonance of heaven and earth, and many strange phenomena emerged.

Even though it was the second time he had seen this scene, Han Li was still amazed.

However, unlike the last time, what he saw in this scene reproduction were all illusory phantoms restored by the Eye of Truth, not something that was happening in real time. Therefore, he did not feel the mysterious artistic conception he had felt before, and no abnormalities occurred on Han Li's body from beginning to end.

He watched the wind and clouds surge in the sky, snow fell and frost grew, and all kinds of strange changes occurred one after another, but he became more and more confused.

With Mi Luo Old Ancestor possessing such supreme magical powers, how could the Mantra Gate be destroyed? To what extent would that Time Ancestor who destroyed the Mantra Gate be powerful? He couldn't imagine.

After a while, the yellow-robed tree man began to ask questions, and the big-eared monk smiled and explained, leading the five disciples to bow down and worship one by one.

The big-eared monk continued to lecture, and when he was halfway through, he suddenly stopped, uttering a surprised sound and looking in a direction in the void.

Han Li's gaze immediately looked over there, but he saw that it was empty and there was nothing there.

Just as he was wondering, he saw that the other five disciples woke up from the previous intoxicated artistic conception and also looked in that direction. Among them, the yellow-robed tree man named Mu Yan even stood up and uttered an angry voice in that direction.

Han Li then suddenly realized that this was the scene when he had eavesdropped on the lecture back then and was discovered!

After a wry smile, he looked at Mi Luo Old Ancestor again, but out of the corner of his eye, he saw that next to the futon where Mu Yan was originally sitting, there was a fat rat with a shiny coat, standing upright on its hind legs, also looking in that direction.

"Rat... Could this appearance be..."

Han Li's mind moved, and he subconsciously thought of the giant green rat he had seen in the abyss in the Barbarian Wasteland Realm back then. Except for the difference in size, it was exactly the same as the one in front of him.

While he was wondering, the yellow-robed tree man had already returned to his position and flicked the fat rat's head, and the latter was immediately knocked away hundreds of zhang.

As a result, he saw it flip over and get up, and then scurried over to Mi Luo Old Ancestor's side and sat down next to his robe like a human.

Mi Luo Old Ancestor lowered his eyes and glanced at it, but did not reach out to chase it away and continued to lecture.

Seeing this, the yellow-robed tree man did not make things difficult for the rat.

Although Han Li could not benefit as he had in the past, he still watched Mi Luo Old Ancestor intently as he explained the Dao and resolved doubts for his disciples, and recorded every move of the Old Ancestor and his disciples.

After an unknown amount of time, after Mi Luo Old Ancestor finished lecturing, he showed a gentle smile on his face, looked at all the disciples one by one, and waved his hand to let them disperse on their own and retreat to comprehend the Dao.

Han Li stared at Mi Luo Old Ancestor, and was surprised. Just now, in a trance, he felt that Mi Luo Old Ancestor's gaze seemed to linger on his face for a moment.

Although it was only a moment, this feeling was very subtle, and it seemed that there was some deep meaning in his gaze.

Did he not only discover himself eavesdropping on the lecture back then, but also discovered himself restoring the scene here, and wanted to say something to himself?

After a little thought, Han Li felt that it was unlikely and could only shake his head and smile wryly at his own overthinking.

After all the disciples, including the fat rat, had bowed deeply and left, Mi Luo Old Ancestor still did not get up. After sitting quietly for a long time, he put away the rosary in his hand and slowly stood up.

His fat and exaggerated body slowly turned, facing the stone wall engraved with "Fa Yan Tian Di" and quietly watched for a moment. Suddenly, he raised his palm and pointed at it.

A golden light burst out from his fingertip and disappeared in a flash, nailing into the character "Yan".

Then, the big-eared monk stood with his hands behind his back, looking up at the sky, his figure gradually blurring, as if melting into the surrounding heaven and earth, until he disappeared.

For some reason, Han Li looked at his back, and a feeling of loneliness that "life in heaven and earth is as small as a mustard seed" suddenly arose in his heart, and he was lost in thought for a long time.

After all the strange phenomena had completely disappeared, Han Li formed a hand seal and put away the Mantra Treasure Wheel. His figure swept straight down and came to the stone tablet.

He waved his sleeve, and a gust of light wind rolled up, clearing away the moss and vines on the tablet surface, revealing the big character "Yan" in the middle.

Then, purple light flashed in Han Li's eyes, and the Nine Serenities Devil Eyes operated, carefully looking at it.

At the top of the character "Yan", there was indeed a layer of hazy golden light flashing, and there seemed to be something else inside.

Han Li stretched out one hand, his right middle and index fingers as sharp as a knife, inserted inward, and easily pierced into the stone wall, holding a cyan jade slip between his fingers, and slowly pulled it out.

He held the jade slip in his palm, looked down, and saw a line of small golden characters engraved on it in Gold Seal Script:

"Wen Dao Zhao Xi Shi, Yuan Fa Tian Di Jian."

Han Li's mind moved, urging immortal spiritual power to refine the cyan jade slip, and put his spiritual sense into it, closing his eyes to examine it.

After a moment, his eyes suddenly opened, and his eyes were full of joy.

The jade slip recorded the nine levels of cultivation method of the *Zhen Yan Hua Lun Jing*, and a strange text called the *Xu Mi Gan Ying Pian*.

Han Li was naturally familiar with the *Zhen Yan Hua Lun Jing* cultivation method. After quickly reading it, he found that some paragraphs were slightly different from what he had learned over the years. He didn't know if it was a difference in grammatical expression, but fortunately, the problem was not big, and it would not affect the cultivation of the method, let alone cause Qi Deviation.

Moreover, in these nine levels of cultivation method, Han Li also found the detailed description of the "Fa Yan Tian Di" magical power that he had previously obtained from Mu Yan. The content was also slightly different, but it didn't matter.

As for the *Xu Mi Gan Ying Pian*, Han Li didn't understand it at all. The text recorded on it was only a few thousand words, but the content was obscure and difficult to understand. It didn't seem like a cultivation method, nor did it seem like a supernatural secret technique.

After checking for a long time, Han Li couldn't figure out what it was, so he had to give up.

He carefully checked the nine levels of the *Zhen Yan Hua Lun Jing* again, suppressed the joy in his heart and the urge to cultivate on the spot, and flew down, landing in front of the stone tablet again.

Han Li took a deep look at the big characters "Fa Yan Tian Di" on the stone tablet, respectfully bowed deeply towards the back that had long since disappeared, and then his figure fluttered up and flew towards the foot of the mountain.