Man Palace, in the Divine Power Hall.

"The Mirage Totem is a totem of spiritual illusion, which is extremely rare. It contains three suitable magical powers, located on the seventh row of wooden frames in the character A..."

Fang Yuan followed the instructions and found the introduction and magical powers of the Mirage Totem, and immediately understood why Jiuli said that he was difficult to cultivate.

"The Mirage Totem appears too little and has fewer magical powers, so the choice is very narrow..."

He looked at the introduction a little and found that these magical powers were obtained from the barbarians who were originally cultivating the totem of Mirage to the realm of Dharma and then searching for them by himself and engraving them on them.

Even so, there are only three types.

"It seems that because the Mirage Totem appears too little, the ancestors' research on it is not very deep..."

Fang Yuan played with a trace of mist in his hand and smiled: "Although the improvement of the body by the Mirage Totem is only equivalent to the fifth and sixth grade totems, his auxiliary ability in terms of spirit and illusion is no worse than those third grade... However, there are very few masters who master the Mirage Totem, so no one knows this little secret."

He calmed down and looked at the three magical powers again: "The magical powers can be divided into ordinary magical powers, great magical powers, peerless magical powers, and the third-grade totems are born, and at least they are great magical powers! But here..."

"Mist, illusion, mirage? They are all ordinary magical powers..."

Totems below the third level cannot produce supernatural powers themselves, and can only be engraved by practitioners.

Some of these supernatural powers were imitated from the third-grade totem, while others were realized by practitioners.

"For example, these two fogs and illusion bodies are the magical powers engraved from the higher third-grade water totem, which are more inclined to the water system... As for the mirage!"

Fang Yuan picked up a blue animal skin and looked at the beginning.

‘I... Chihun, possessing the Mirage Totem, although it is only a fifth grade, I believe that I will definitely become a strong man. Mirage is the magical power I have learned by myself, which is only a little inferior to the great magical power. I have a premonition. If I give me a few more years, I will definitely be able to perfect it...’

Below is an introduction to a magical power.

"Large illusion...is indeed good..."

Fang Yuan nodded and looked down again. It was obviously another person's handwriting: "Chhun, the strongest person of Mirage Totem, went out and disappeared after practicing to Yuandan realm. He did not return for ten years and was determined to be dead..."

"What a pity... If you can grow up smoothly, you will definitely become a powerful illusion!"

Fang Yuan sighed: "Just choose this mirage magical power!"

The other two magical powers were even worse, and he didn't even have the interest to take a few more glances.

Even if it is a mirage, you don’t plan to engrave it directly, but instead comprehend it yourself and make up for it.

Even Chihun can understand his own magical powers, so he can of course do it even better.

...

"Just just joined the Manchu Palace, you can choose a free magical power and combat skills, and then it will be a price..."

The third-grade totem is only the most suitable magical power to be produced by itself, but more than one magical power can be engraved on the Dharma image! For the barbarians, this is a rare opportunity to understand the laws, so they are very cherished.

Fang Yuan was different from them, so he naturally thought of using it early: "After choosing magical powers, next is combat skills, I hope to find something more advanced than the chaotic cloak..."

He turned a palace and suddenly a flame flew over.

"Surpriser Bird Fire? Who is so unkind and throws flames around?"

Fang Yuan's face darkened and he walked towards the source.

Boom!

There, many years have formed a circle, and there are two teenagers confronting each other.

"Well? Is it Beichenyan? His opponent has moon marks on the animal skin. Is it from the Moonlight Tribe?"

Hiss!

The boy from the Wangyue tribe roared and released a totem. It was a black snake with wings on its back, controlling Xuanshui.

"Second-grade totem black water black snake?"

"Fang Yuan, you are here!"

Beitangman and Qingteng were angry and told everything without waiting for Fang Yuan to ask: "These old people are so bullying!"

"Haha, a few newcomers, you don't know that giving new geniuses some setbacks is the tradition of our Manchu Palace!"

On the opposite side, several young men laughed and said, "You all lost. Although this Beichen Yan is powerful, it will not last long and will be defeated by Brother Xuan Mo!"

"No! I haven't lost yet, Suzaku Fire!"

Beichenyan in the field roared, and a fiery red broken rune lit up on the body of Zhuque.

The orange-yellow Vermilion Bird Fire blooms like a flower in the air.

"Black Water Magical Power!"

Xuan Mo in black snorted coldly, the black water snake flapped its wings, and a layer of black water surging, extinguishing the flames and submerging the Vermilion Bird.

Beichen Yan took several steps in a row, and two blood flowed out of his nose.

"This junior, your Suzaku is very good, but unfortunately, the manipulation is still too rough!"

Xuan Mo shook his head and returned to the youth.

"Oh! You are the last of them, Fang Yuan, right? I heard that totem is a waste, and only the sword technique is not bad, who will come?"

A group of barbarian young men laughed and discussed, and the last young man holding a spear walked out: "Xu Sun Fate, Xu Chen, fight you, I don't need totem!"

"Then I don't have to do it anymore."

Fang Yuan replied with a smile and ended up in a drift.

"This square element!"

Qing Teng and Bei Chenyan were anxious: "So stupid!"

However, they didn't know Fang Yuan's true thoughts at all.

‘After coming to the ancestral courtyard, my talents can be shown…’

In the Beichen tribe, if you act too genius and make Beichen feel threatened, you may not be able to wait for Yan Luo to lead you to encounter an "accident"!

But in the ancestral courtyard, all tribes are treated equally! Even the Beichen tribe dared not make small moves.

Of course, the better you perform, the more attention you receive, and the more resources you will also receive.

Maybe there will be high-level officials who are happy to see the hunter and take the initiative to accept disciples.

Fang Yuan’s mentality is naturally moving with the world. When entering this world, he must abide by the rules of this world and will not resist apprenticeship or other things.

Everything is for stronger! Thus winning the highest bet!

"Silver fire tree!"

Xu Chen shouted lightly, with long spears in his hand dotted, and the gun shadows were everywhere.

"The cloak of chaos, nine and nine will be one!"

Fang Yuan slashed out nine sword shadows in the air, and suddenly formed two into one.

when!

When the blade and the tip of the spear were gently pointed, both of them were about to part with each other.

"Okay, come again!"

Xu Chen's eyes lit up, and the spear in his hand suddenly turned into a black dragon, as if he had his own life. He poked out with his claw and broke the hidden power of the cloak knife.

"The gun business idea is only one step away from comprehension of gun idea? There are indeed many geniuses in this barbarian palace..."

Fang Yuan drew his sword on his body, and the man followed the sword and left the spear in an instant.

"happy!"

Xu Chen instantly pulled down his gun, and the next moment, the spear stabbed out like a poisonous dragon coming out of the hole.

"The realm of sword thought!"

Fang Yuan sniffed lightly, and the black black sword in his hand turned into a flexible fish, culling with the black dragon.

choke!

A clear chant sounded.

Xu Chen retreated repeatedly, his face looking extremely ugly.

"What?"

The other young people in the Man Palace were all surprised to see this scene: "Xu Chen is simply the number one in our Man Palace in terms of weapons. Will he lose?"

"I lost this game, but I will continue to challenge you. This time, I will use the totem!"

Xu Chen roared, and a blue-footed flying dragon totem appeared behind him. He roared directly and merged into the gun: "Check my flying dragon thirteen guns!"

"Shameless!"

When Bei Chenyan saw this scene, he immediately shouted: "The strength of the peak plundering realm is completely overwhelming!"

"Oh? Do you want to use the flying dragon totem to increase your marksmanship?"

Fang Yuan's eyes lit up: "It's a real gun-obsessed person, it's a pity..."

If an ordinary boy encounters this trick, he may have to admit defeat and be able to go.
To be continued...