Traveling back to ancient times from the Western Han Dynasty

The dream butterfly that disappeared at the other end of time and space reappeared, flew to the Western Han Dynasty, landed in an inconspicuous mountain village in the Han Dynasty, and then disappeared again.

"came back?"

Looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar buildings around him, Yan Fang still felt like he was in a dream.

When he left, he was wearing green clothes and carrying a scroll. When he came back, he was naked and carrying a scroll.

Although he seems to have not changed much, he has actually transformed from a mortal who only knew how to use spiritual energy to nourish his body to a true practitioner who has mastered various ancient secret techniques.

The scene of the house remained the same as before he left. The light of the setting sun shone through the windows, and the sound of birds could be heard.

The Hu chair on the left that Shuxi helped make was still there in good condition. On the desk were a few bamboo slips, which were what he was planning to read but had put aside because of the time travel.

"I spent nearly three months in the ancient times, and surprisingly not much has changed here."

Yan Fang understood in his heart that with Liu Qing's temper, even if he disappeared for a day, the house would not be preserved so well.

He paced around the room for a while to find the right position. Judging from the changes in the sunlight in his memory, he was probably gone for less than a few breaths.

"The clothes are gone, but the scroll was brought here, just like the things I took with me when I traveled through time."

After carefully observing his own situation, Yan Fang determined the rules of Cloud Step Crossing.

He didn't bring any clothes with him because on the first day he traveled through time, his body was scarred by the sharp wild flowers and weeds, strong winds and evil spirits from ancient times, so his clothes were naturally destroyed long ago. When he woke up, he was wearing the animal skin clothes that Xuan had prepared for him.

He was the one who brought the scroll with him. Although it had turned into an ordinary painting, he continued to carry it with him after he got the storage bag. He even tied it around his body before returning so that he could bring it back.

"I can't carry external objects with me, so what about myself?"

Yan Fang sensed the spiritual energy reserves in his own Dantian.

"The purity and quality of my spiritual energy have improved by several levels compared to before I crossed over. The amount is not much different from before I crossed over, barely enough to perform one or two rejuvenation spells."

"Could it be that all the hard work of three months of training was wiped out by Yun Bu?"

A bitter smile appeared on Yan Fang's face. He didn't retain much of his three months of practice. In addition to the excessive consumption of his basic spiritual power when he returned, it must also be due to the Yunbu.

It was as if he had never traveled through time before, but just had a sudden epiphany and refined his spiritual power. The Cloud Steps that had been upgraded by the Jade Book were truly mysterious, and he was only relying on the Jade Book to borrow a few of them temporarily.

Then Yan Fang controlled his spiritual power, using it to travel around his body and sense the condition of his physical body.

This body is indeed much stronger than before the time travel, but due to the interaction of spiritual power with the sparrow spirit and the accompanying peach blossom temperament, it is not the type where muscles are exposed, and not much change can be seen on the outside.

There is no trace of the medicinal power of the magical herbs and medicines that I have taken over the years remaining in my body. This was due to the polishing and absorption in ancient times, and it did not reappear after I returned. In this way, the changes in my body can also be explained by those magical herbs.

With this experience, Yan Fang decided to travel through time again in the future. It would be best to take more spiritual medicines before traveling through time. After traveling through time, he would focus on his physical body, exercise his body, and practice his magic skills.

Compared with the changes in the body, the traces of witchcraft body-building on the stomach have disappeared a lot, and only one or two traces remain. It is much stronger than the warriors of this era, and the body is not unbalanced due to the over-strength of a single organ.

"This is also a good thing. The ancient body-building technique is too radical after all. It damages the foundation. It's good to eliminate these traces."

Just as he did not care about his foundation in painting, after possessing the improved and complete set of Qingmu skills, Yan Fang was not too concerned about the ancient body-building technique.

As for the Way of Painting, Yan Fang had only hoped to gain a bit of luck in cultivation and enter the world of cultivation. Although his foundation in the Way of Painting was destroyed now, he had been recognized, his luck was still there, and his bird spirit was still there, so naturally he did not have to worry.

"Chirp!"

Speaking of Que Ling, Que Ling appeared and circled around Yan Fang. After returning to the familiar environment, she became even happier.

"Why are you so happy? Is it because you feel like you're home?"

Yan Fang stretched out his hand and let the sparrow spirit land on his hand. His mood was also infected by it and became cheerful.

Speaking of which, after traveling through time, Que Ling gained a lot.

After traveling through time and experiencing many things, Que Ling's spirituality has been greatly improved. Although he is still just an ordinary spirit and has not yet reached the stage of giving birth to an independent soul, he has his own joys, sorrows, anger and happiness. He can not only understand Yan Fang's words, but also express his own thoughts.

"Chirp!"

Que Ling said she liked this place very much because this was where she was born.

"That's right, this is your hometown, your home."

Yan Fang also suddenly realized that the spiritual painting that gave birth to Que Ling was a picture of her hometown. Now that the spirituality of the "Returning Home with a Hoe" painting has been lost, this place is truly her hometown and home.

“Where is my hometown?”

When talking about hometown, Yan Fang couldn't help feeling a little confused.

He could not go back to Earth. In this world, his recognized biological mother had already passed away. The home he had worked so hard to build had been occupied by someone else. Compared to Que Ling, he did not know where he could find peace of mind.

"Chirp!"

When Que Ling heard what Yan Fang said, she pecked Yan Fang's hand hard, feeling somewhat dissatisfied.

She is right next to me, Yan Fang has lived here for several years, and there are Shuxi and the others too, so how can this not be home?

"Well, you're right, which makes me seem not to be."

"But Shuxi will leave soon, and we will leave here soon too."

Yan Fang knew what Que Ling meant, but he was still quite melancholy. Since he had already obtained the luck of cultivation, he would definitely not stay in this Anle Mountain Village any longer.

It's not that he has many ambitions in his heart, but he has been hiding here for several years. Those practitioners are probably impatient and want to kill him. If he stays here any longer, it will only bring danger to Liu Lao, Shuxi and others.

Moreover, he has already obtained the luck of cultivation, and those people must have been able to observe that changes have already occurred. They have long since stopped allowing him to grow slowly and secretly in a small place to become the Sword God of Shilipo.

The reason why he was in a hurry to come back in the early days was also because his disappearance might cause trouble to Liu Lao and others. If he had known earlier that the time travel ratio was not one-to-one, Yan Fang would not have been so anxious to return.

"Chirp!"

The sparrow spirit, who was in tune with Yan Fang's thoughts, also understood what Yan Fang meant, and its chirping became deeper. She did not like fighting very much. Compared with Yan Fang, she was a true medical assistant, with a kind and compassionate heart.

"It's okay, I'll be back soon."

Yan Fang gently stroked Que Ling's feathers, which already had a distinct red color, and slowly comforted her.

It began to change gradually when Que Ling first crossed over, apparently because Yan Fang had swallowed the porridge inherited from the descendants of the spiritual root Qingmu Jiusuihe in his early years, and because Yan Fang interacted with Que Ling's spiritual power.

After coming into contact with the flint fire, Que Ling displayed the power of fire. When Yan Fang was confused by the flint fire, Que Ling used fire to wake Yan Fang up.

Although Yan Fang did some research on it afterwards, he found that this kind of flame seemed to have some of the abilities of flint fire to clear the mind, dispel delusion, illuminate, and drive away evil spirits, which was somewhat similar to but also different from flint fire.

Yan Fang could not share this kind of flame like the rejuvenation technique. It was not evolved from the power of the painting spirit, but was a special ability possessed by the sparrow spirit itself.