"Blood Jade... Only immortals can control it. A core disciple can attach a wisp of divine thought to it to know his life and death, and may even transmit back various sounds and pictures before death. It is just some desperate situations, secret books, and even in the Immortal Palace, which has no effect!"

In the Divine Power Hall, Fang Yuan held a secret technique introduction and read with relish: "Xu Lie is also unlucky, and the Pantheon is one of the best ways to isolate the blood jade."

He put down another directory index and thought to himself: "In the Palace of Divine Powers, there are also first-class peerless magical powers. Unfortunately... there is no time category, and the rest is not very suitable for my Mirage Dragon Dharma Image."

There are fewer totems of illusion and fewer magical powers.

In particular, with Fang Yuan's eyes at this time, ordinary magical powers are hard to see, and at least they must be great magical powers.

"For example, Xu Lie's Fire Wings magical power before could make people fly, which is very good. Unfortunately, the attributes are not suitable... Huh?"

Fang Yuan turned a few more pages, and his eyes suddenly lit up, and he found one: "The supernatural powers fly into the clouds and fog! He can control the water mist and make people fly!"

Flying in the flesh is the privilege of the strong in the realm of deification, but some supernatural powers can do this in advance.

For Fang Yuan, it is naturally very beneficial: "It's also suitable, it's changed!"

In addition to the magic powers, other magic powers can naturally be added to the Dharma. However, when the Yuandan is in the face of the law, there can only be one choice for the magic powers of the natal.

And Fang Yuan could not give up the precious quota of natal magical powers to other people.

"Although the magical power of Tengyun and fog cannot be as fast as the Fire Wing magical power, it has unique advantages in maneuvering and covering up... Before the realm of deification, it can increase my maneuverability. As for other magical powers... I can't even compare with my sword energy, forget it!"

Fang Yuan shook his head and came to the Battle Technique Hall with a hint of disappointment.

Obviously, the martial arts here are even more difficult to catch his eye. Even a secret sword technique book written by the sword king Mohe, in Fang Yuan's opinion, was just average.

"I didn't even see the secret clone technique I wanted... I didn't even see the root hair... Is this kind of advanced magic technique, even if I have it, I won't be placed in the Manchu Palace."

With a hint of regret, Fang Yuan came to the Enlightenment Rock again.

"It's him! Fang Yuan!"

"The number one to defeat Dongmucai?"

"Senior Sister Dongmucai has already ascended to the Holy Mountain and is a core disciple, so it cannot be compared!"

"There are many monsters in this class, and that Beichen Yan is not bad either. After being promoted to the Dharma Realm, Zhuque Fire has achieved small success and is also very sharp to challenge the old man."

...

Many curious eyes immediately stopped on Fang Yuan.

Fang Yuanli ignored him and began to walk around the Wudao Rock.

"If the law of swords wants to be successful, the next step is to condense the sword world, search for the world outside, seek yourself inside, and gain a sword heart!"

The so-called heart of a knife is not to abandon the knife, there is nothing else, but to combine the god with the knife. Once you enter this state, it is most suitable for the use of the knife.

"On the holy mountain, there is at least one Mohe River that has achieved great success in the law of swords, so it is not surprising that there are knife marks on the Wudao Rock..."

After a round, Fang Yuan had to admit that the laws of space in the illusion world were indeed very rare and difficult to comprehend. There was no trace of corresponding information on the enlightenment rock.

"It seems... this at least shows that none of the cultivators on my holy mountain go on the path of the law of the illusion world? Or is there anyone hiding their weaknesses?"

"No one can understand the laws of the illusion world, let alone the laws of time. There is a cliff carving with the law of life and death. Unfortunately, it is difficult to comprehend without the phoenix totem..."

Fang Yuan looked around and was a little disappointed: "Forget it, after all, it's just a place similar to an outer door, and it's not the core!"

This time, his main purpose is to find the secret method of clones.

Obviously, the needs can no longer be met in the Manchu Palace.

The only thing left is the Holy Mountain!

Fang Yuan looked towards the mountain and showed a deep thought.

Only on the holy mountain is the real ancestral home, with strict rules. The disciples of the Barbarian Palace cannot ascend to it unless they are in the Yuandan realm.

But even if you have the skills, it is no different to dream of practicing to the Yuandan realm immediately.

Fortunately, Fang Yuan has a second method.

"Didn't that sword king Mohe say that as long as I understand the sword energy, I will accept me as a disciple?"

In fact, when the other party proposed the conditions, Fang Yuan secretly achieved it, but he disdained this.

At this time, the relationship was changed with the situation and had to find an excuse to sneak into the holy mountain.

"Now, it is necessary to show my strength reasonably!"

Feeling those gazes, Fang Yuan smiled in his heart: "It won't be too long..."

"Fang Yuan!"

At this moment, two teenagers came over, one with a heroic figure and the other with a face of black charcoal. It was Beichen Yan and Hei Fen: "You are finally back."

"Two, don't you congratulate you on your promotion to the Dharma Realm!" Fang Yuan greeted with a smile.

"Since you defeated the challenged old man, I have always had a doubt in my heart, I would like to ask you to answer..."

Bei Chenyan said softly: "Who is the real genius between me and you!"

He is a proud person, and he has been the best since childhood.

Only in the Barbarian Palace did he suffer the first failure.

But Fang Yuan's sudden emergence made him feel a little more gloomy, afraid that everything he had won before would be deliberately given to him by others.

For a proud person, this torture is even more unbearable.

"It seems that you must have a fight with me today!"

Fang Yuan said with a sigh.

"Nothing wrong!"

Beichen Yan shouted lightly, and the Vermilion Bird totem appeared behind him, and flames were everywhere.

"Crazy, domineering, cathartic, and deep fear..." Fang Yuan closed his eyes, but felt more from the slightly changed Suzaku Fire: "Bei Chenyan's cunning is not like this. It seems that the news from the Beichen tribe is stimulated, right?"

The disappearance of the six Yuandan elders is definitely a trauma for the Beichen tribe.

Not only the other two major departments, but also the Feiman tribe below, are a little ready to move.

As the young master, Beichenyan is under great pressure.

No matter what crazy things you do, it is understandable.

"go!"

Beichenyan pointed his finger gently, and the Vermilion Bird roared for a long time, spitting out a slender line of fire, penetrated the shadow of Fang Yuan.

puff!

The entire phantom suddenly turned into a ball of fire.

But the line of fire kept stabbing into a void.

“Huh?”

Fang Yuan Jiuxuan Spiritual Sword gently lifted, with a rotating force, lifted the line of fire up, hovered on the blade, and burned fiercely.

"Even flames are so spiritual. Beichen Yan, you have made a lot of progress!"

He gently flashed the hilt of the knife, and many fires fell to the ground, revealing an intact blade.

"Good sword technique can actually directly cut off my connection with Suzakuhuo!"

Bei Chenyan exclaimed: "Next... I will use all my strength, be careful!"

Chirp!

Behind him, a pair of orange-yellow flame wings emerged, and with a slight flapping, it soared into the sky.

"The Fire Wings Magical Power? Has it been engraved?"

Fang Yuan looked up and looked at the huge Suzaku Dharma image.

"I have the advantage of the territory. No matter how good your sword skills are, it is useless if you can't kill me. But I can attack you at will and admit defeat!"

Bei Chenyan said loudly.

In his opinion, no matter how powerful Fang Yuan’s sword intent is, as long as he cannot cut the Dharma image, it will have no effect at all.

But in mid-air, he can attack at will and naturally have the advantage.

"It turned out to be the Fire Wings magical power?"

"In addition to the natal magical power, is there another magical power engraved so quickly, or is it a flying type?"

"This kind of cultivation talent is indeed extraordinary!"

"It seems that after Senior Sister Dongmucai left, Beichenyan is the number one master in our Manchu Palace!"

...

Under the Daoyan, the most popular disciples of the Manchu Palace gathered were already gathering, and they were talking about it and it was heard in Beichen Yan's ears.

‘Yes, that’s it! I want to defeat one strong enemy after another, so that those who covet it know that the Beichen tribe... has not declined!’

Bei Chenyan clenched his fists secretly: "Fang Yuan, admit defeat, otherwise, I will use my talented magical powers!"

"bring it on!"
To be continued...