Fang Yu felt it was unreliable after hearing it.
If you don’t attack, how can you hurt the Immortal King?
Not to mention dealing with the Immortal King, even if you don’t take the initiative to deal with an ant, the ant will not die suddenly!
However, Fang Yu knew that this was a crazy old man, so he didn't take this so-called trick to heart, just regarded it as a crazy old man's crazy words.
But unexpectedly, when he met the crazy old man again today, he actually brought up this trick again.
"The trick you said before is... don't attack, are you serious?" Fang Yu looked at the crazy old man in front of him and asked.
"Oh, whisper! How many times did I try this trick? The fewer people know, the better!" said the crazy old man quickly, "Remember, don't tell them who will ask you in the future! This is the trick that is not to be published!"
Looking at the crazy old man's serious and serious appearance, Fang Yu had to believe that this was a serious statement.
Then, this trick of "don't attack" must have a deep meaning!
"Okay, I don't have much time, and you know the trick, so don't ask anymore." said the crazy old man, "When you meet an opponent at the Immortal King level in the future, you will naturally understand it."
Fang Yu also pulled his thoughts back to what he is now and asked: "Why did you still have to set up a tombstone for him when you killed the Tongtian Immortal King? Are you friends with him?"
"Friend? If it were a friend, why would I kill him?" the crazy old man frowned, "I have set up a tombstone for him, but for you?"
"For me?" Fang Yu raised his eyebrows, even more surprised.
"Otherwise? It's not for you, why did I set up a tomb for this guy for no reason?" The crazy old man asked, "As for those restrictions, they were all set up to prevent other monks from getting here as soon as you can, and to take away the treasures I got after I worked hard to kill an immortal king. However, the source of the power of the restrictions itself is the power left by the immortal king."
"Is the treasure of the Immortal King...is it the legendary law of the Great Dao?" Fang Yu asked with his eyes narrowed.
"Hmm? Bullshit!" The crazy old man was stunned for a moment, and then angrily scolded, "If you take this guy's understanding of the great law, it will only be weakening for you and not improving at all! What other great law do you need?"
The crazy old man's reaction was a little fierce. Fang Yu was stunned for a moment and said, "The reason why the Immortal King can surpass many monks is that he has realized the law of this great Tao? Why does this great Tao seem to be worthless in your mouth?"
"The laws of the Great Dao are powerful, but they are basically unique and individual understanding. Other monks can inherit and get great improvements, but they are not enough to make him an immortal king. For you, the laws of the Great Dao are useless and will only have a counterproductive effect! You don't need to comprehend these laws of the Great Dao." said the crazy old man.
"Without the law of the great way, what valuable things have this immortal king left behind?" Fang Yu asked.
"Here, take it." The crazy old man threw a storage ring with golden light to Fang Yu.
Fang Yu took the ring and his spiritual sense entered it.
Then, I saw a large number of crystals shining with light, including secrets, elixirs and other items.
"Those were all the relics left on him at that time. Most of them were useless to you, but a few should still be of some use." said the crazy old man.
"Is that all?" Fang Yu asked.
He asked this not because of greed, but because he felt... if it was just these miscellaneous things, the crazy old man would not have to work so hard to set up a tomb, set up a ban, etc.
"The most important thing is here." The crazy old man raised his hands.
"Buzz!"
A strong light appeared on his palms and a buzzing sound.
This sound is like a transparent and ethereal flute, and it is also like a long chirping caused by the collision of metal objects.
"Did you hear it? This is the sound of the great way." The crazy old man narrowed his eyes and smiled.
"The sound of the great way?" Fang Yu stared at the items in the crazy old man's hand.
The light gradually dissipates, revealing its existence.
It's really a flute!
A flute with a slightly blue light.
It is about half a meter long, slender, with a metallic luster on the surface, and bursts of blue light are radiating from it.
And at the beginning of the flute, there is a mark like a seedling or grass.
It is exactly the same as the marks appearing on the foreheads of the group of monks I saw on the martial arts stage before!
"This is..." Fang Yu's eyes flashed.
"Hold it." The crazy old man threw the flute directly to Fang Yu.
Fang Yu caught him.
Holding it in your hands, you can feel the obvious weight.
The surface of the flute is slightly cool. Even if it has not been used, you can feel its uniqueness. It contains an extremely special breath inside.
Chapter completed!