Sitting on the ground, I don’t know how long it took, Fang Yu still couldn’t see the effect of the blank parchment in his hand.
"Depend on!"
Fang Yu cursed, put down the parchment paper, and looked at the tears of cold that had been standing beside him.
"Are there any tips?" Fang Yu asked.
Ji Han Zhizhi shook his head gently and replied, "Master, all the fruits of cultivation can only be understood by yourself, and I can't help you."
Fang Yu lowered his head, looked at the parchment, and fell into deep thought.
This parchment is different from the previous fruit of cultivation.
You can directly understand other cultivation fruits, and after comprehension, you can directly apply them.
But this parchment is a blank piece of paper with nothing on it.
Such a situation is completely inconsistent with the name "Cultivation Fruit".
Since it is a fruit, it should be directly absorbed and harvested.
But this is a piece of white paper.
"In other words, I can't get anything from this parchment directly." Fang Yu frowned and pondered.
He stared at the blank paper and suddenly a flash of inspiration in his mind.
Under what circumstances would he take out a piece of white paper?
Of course, I want to write something to record it!
"Is it possible..."
Fang Yu once again spread the parchment paper in front of his eyes.
"This parchment is not for reading, but for writing!?" Fang Yu opened his eyes wide and stood up in surprise.
He stared at the parchment, his eyes flashing with surprise.
This idea should be correct... Otherwise, the appearance of parchment will really be meaningless.
But the question is, if it is used to write...what should I write on it?
"Master, I told you before that under normal circumstances, the condensation of the fruit of cultivation...is related to the direction of your major during this period." Jihan Zhilei said.
“Maining direction…”
Fang Yu recalled his practice during this period.
To be honest, he actually didn't practice much.
But for two weeks, I have been comprehensive of nearly two hundred laws under the technique of law.
Then... understanding the law is his majoring direction for this moment.
"Understanding the law, the fruit of cultivation is a piece of parchment..." Fang Yu narrowed his eyes and frowned slightly.
After a while, Fang Yu thought of a certain possibility and his eyes changed.
"Is this parchment paper the purpose of writing a rule of my own for me!?" Fang Yu said in surprise.
Write a rule on parchment paper, and then the parchment paper will be transformed into the real rule!
This is Fang Yu’s guess on the role of this parchment!
If it is true... then, the value of this parchment is obviously higher than other cultivation fruits!
Thinking of this possibility, Fang Yu was a little excited.
He looked at the tears of cold and said, "I remember you said that the law of creation is the third step to reaching the fairyland."
"Yes." The tears of cold replied.
"Then if I really wrote a rule with this parchment, wouldn't I have achieved overtaking on the curve?" Fang Yu couldn't help but smile and said, "The Qi Refining Period completed what others could only do to reach the fairyland..."
"So, do you have a clue? Master."
At this time, the extremely cold tears suddenly opened coldly.
Hearing this, Fang Yu was stunned for a moment and looked down at the parchment.
Indeed, even if this piece of parchment is used to write rules for him... how should he write it?
No clue!
"Well, no matter what... I roughly know the function of this parchment. How to write it in detail, and then study it slowly later." Fang Yu said.
...
When Fang Yu came out of Qiankun Tower, it had been one night and it was dawn again.
He stretched, jumped down from the top of the mountain, and went straight to the mountain prison.
Fang Yu still has a few questions to ask Xuan Bing and Ge Lao.
So he came to the deepest cell underground again.
Xuanbing was already dying at this time.
Seeing the prison door being opened, Xuan Bing gasped and shouted in an extremely hoarse voice: "Kill me! Kill me!"
Fang Yu walked to Xuanbing with a faint smile on his face.
"Fang Yu, what's so proud of you? Sooner or later, you will be revenged by Tiange! Sooner or later!" As if stimulated by Fang Yu's smile, Xuan Bing roared wildly, "I'm just an executive officer, and there are many senior executive officers in the headquarters of Tiange! Those adults will definitely avenge me! Sure enough!"
But unexpectedly, after hearing these words, Fang Yu's smile became even brighter.
"It seems... you are still full of hope." Fang Yu smiled, "I think those big executives or think tank members can save you?"
"They can not only save me, but also kill you and destroy the Yuhua Sect!" Xuan Bing roared hysterically.
"If you really think so, then I'm sorry... your wish will never come true." Fang Yu said, "because, I've already gone to the Tiange headquarters."
Hearing this sentence, Xuan Bing's heart skipped a beat and his face changed.
He knew that Fang Yu had indeed taken away the teleportation order from him!
"Impossible! You can't enter the Tian Pavilion!" Xuan Bing shouted.
"Swoosh!"
Fang Yu thought and a ray of light appeared on his body.
In an instant, his appearance and aura... were exactly the same as Xuanbing.
Seeing this scene, Xuanbing's face was dull and his eyes widened.
"Don't think about who will save you, at least the Tiange in the Southwest Division... was destroyed by me." Fang Yu's appearance returned to normal and he said.
"Impossible, this is impossible..." Xuan Bing murmured.
"Okay, believe it or not, you only need to answer me one question." Fang Yu narrowed his eyes slightly and asked, "Do you know... the Supreme Holy Pavilion?"
Hearing this name, a trace of confusion flashed in Xuan Bing's eyes.
Noting this, Fang Yu frowned.
Could it be that Xuanbing has never heard of the name of the Supreme Saint Pavilion?
"I don't know what you are talking about." Xuan Bing said.
"Supreme Holy Pavilion, don't you know?" Fang Yu asked again.
"I haven't heard of it!" Xuan Bing's mood was almost collapsed and he replied loudly.
"Okay, then tell me... Is there an organization still there when you go up the Tian Pavilion?" Fang Yu narrowed his eyes and asked again.
Xuan Bing gasped, his eyes flushed, and looked at Fang Yu and replied, "There are the lords who founded our Wandao Pavilion! Most of them have become saints! Fang Yu, when you are targeted by these lords, it is your death! You can't escape! You have attracted their attention!"
Everyone who founded Wandao Pavilion...
Fang Yu's heart moved slightly.
So, the top of Tiange... isn't the Supreme Saint Pavilion?
But……
"Are you sure you have never heard of the Supreme Saint Pavilion?" Fang Yu asked again.
"You will definitely be killed by those adults! Sure!" Xuan Bing continued to shout, losing his mind.
"It seems I don't know." Fang Yu shook his head and prepared to turn around and leave.
But after walking two steps, he stopped again and looked at Xuan Bing.
"I almost forgot that no matter how weak you are, you will be in the realm of escape from the ordinary."
Fang Yu walked forward, stretched out his right hand, and grabbed Xuan Bing's head.
Chapter completed!