The Strongest Qi Refiner

Sitting on the ground, Fang Yu didn't know how long it had passed, but Fang Yu still didn't see the function of the blank parchment in his hand.

"Depend on!"

Fang Yu cursed, put down the parchment, and looked at Ji Hanzhilei who had been standing beside him.

"Any hints?" Fang Yu asked.

Extreme Cold Tears shook his head slightly, and replied: "Master, all the fruits of cultivation can only be realized by yourself, 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 cultivation fruits.

Other fruits of cultivation can be directly comprehended, and can be directly applied after comprehension.

But the parchment was 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 directly harvested.

But this is a blank sheet of paper.

"That is to say, I can't get anything out of the parchment directly." Fang Yu frowned and muttered.

He stared at the blank paper, and suddenly a flash of inspiration came to his mind.

Under what circumstances would he take out a blank sheet of paper?

Naturally, it is time to write something down!

"Is it possible..."

Fang Yu unfolded the parchment in front of his eyes again.

"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, surprise flashing in his eyes.

This idea should be correct... Otherwise, the appearance of parchment would be meaningless.

But the question is, if used to write... what to write on it?

"Master, I told you before that under normal circumstances, the concentration of the fruit of cultivation... is related to the direction of your major during this period of time." Extreme Cold Tears said.

"Major direction..."

Fang Yu recalled the cultivation during this period.

To be honest, he didn't practice much.

But for two weeks, he has comprehended nearly two hundred laws under the technique of laws.

Then... comprehending the law is his major direction for this time.

"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.

"Could it be... the function of this parchment is for me to write a law of my own!?" Fang Yu was surprised.

Write a law on the parchment, and the parchment will be transformed into a real law!

This is Fang Yu's conjecture about the function of this parchment!

If it is true... then, the value of this parchment is obviously higher than other fruits of cultivation!

Thinking of this possibility, Fang Yu was a little excited.

He looked at Jihanzhilei and said, "I remember you said that the law of creation is something that can only be achieved by the third step in the fairyland."

"Yes." Extreme Cold Tears replied.

"Then if I really use this piece of parchment to write a law, wouldn't it be possible to overtake on a curve?" Fang Yu couldn't help smiling, and said, "During the Qi refining period, I have completed what others can only do in the third step of climbing the fairyland. ..."

"So, do you have a clue, Master."

At this time, the tears of extreme cold suddenly opened his mouth coldly.

Hearing this, Fang Yu froze for a moment, then looked down at the parchment.

Indeed, even if this piece of parchment was used to write the laws for him... how would he write it?

no idea!

"Cough, no matter what... now I roughly know the function of this piece of parchment. How to write it in detail, I will study it slowly later." Fang Yu said.

...

When Fang Yu came out of Qiankun Pagoda, one night had passed and it was dawn again.

He stretched himself, jumped down from the top of the mountain, and came directly to the prison.

Fang Yu still has a few questions he wants to ask Xuan Bing and Ge Lao.

So, he once again came to the deepest cell in the ground.

At this time, Xuan Bing was dying.

Seeing the cell door being opened, Xuan Bing panted and shouted in an extremely hoarse voice: "Kill me! Kill me!"

Fang Yu walked up to Xuan Bing with a faint smile on his face.

"Fang Yu, what are you so proud of!? Sooner or later you will be retaliated by Tiange! Sooner or later!" Seemingly stimulated by Fang Yu's smile, Xuan Bing yelled madly, "I'm just an executive officer , There are still many big executives in the Tiange headquarters! Those adults will definitely avenge me! Definitely!"

Unexpectedly, after hearing these words, Fang Yu's smile became even brighter.

"It seems...you are still full of hope." Fang Yu smiled, "Think those big executives or members of the think tank can save you?"

"Not only can they save me, but they can also kill you and destroy the Yuhuamen!" Xuanbing roared hysterically.

"If you really think so, then I'm sorry... your wish will never come true." Fang Yu said, "Because, I have already gone to the Tiange headquarters."

Hearing these words, Xuan Bing's heart skipped a beat, and his expression changed.

He knew that Fang Yu had indeed taken the teleportation order from him!

"Impossible! You can't enter the Tiange!" Xuan Bing shouted.

"Whoosh!"

With a thought in Fang Yu's mind, a burst of light glowed on his body.

In an instant, his appearance and aura...was exactly the same as Xuan Bing.

Seeing this scene, Xuan Bing's face was dull and his eyes were wide open.

"Don't think about who will save you anymore, at least the Tiange in the Southwest Division... was destroyed by me." Fang Yu said after his appearance returned to normal.

"Impossible, this is impossible..." Xuan Bing murmured.

"Okay, believe it or not, you just need to answer one question for me." Fang Yu narrowed his eyes slightly and asked, "Do you know...the Supreme Holy Pavilion?"

Hearing this name, Xuan Bing's eyes obviously flashed a trace of bewilderment.

Noticing this, Fang Yu frowned.

Could it be that Xuan Bing has never heard of the name of the Holy Pavilion?

"I don't know what you're talking about." Xuan Bing said.

"The Most Holy Pavilion, don't you know?" Fang Yu asked again.

"I've never heard of it!" Xuan Bing responded loudly, already on the verge of collapse.

"Okay, then tell me... Is there still an organization in the upper reaches of your Tiange?" Fang Yu squinted and asked again.

Xuan Bing was gasping for breath, with red eyes, looked at Fang Yu, and replied: "Above the Heavenly Pavilion are all the adults who founded our Wandao Pavilion! Most of them have been sanctified! Fang Yu, when you are surrounded by these It’s your time of death if the adults stare at you! You can’t escape! You have already attracted their attention!”

The people who founded Wandao Pavilion...

Fang Yu's heart twitched slightly.

So, the top of the Heavenly Pavilion...isn't the Holy Pavilion?

But……

"Are you sure you haven't heard of the Holy Pavilion?" Fang Yu asked again.

"You will definitely be killed by those adults! For sure!" Xuan Bing continued to shout, losing his mind.

"Looks like I don't know." Fang Yu shook his head, ready to turn and leave.

But after taking two steps, he stopped again and looked at Xuan Bing.

"Almost forgot, no matter how weak you are, you are still in a transcendent realm."

Fang Yu stepped forward, stretched out his right hand, and grabbed Xuan Bing's head.

Devouring Art!