After learning the truth of the matter, Fang Zhi nodded, indicating that he understood.

Just as he wanted to continue to ask some questions, the Soul Elder said impatiently: "The secret of the Heavenly Bead, the less you know about your current cultivation, the better, your cultivation is too low, knowing too much will only cause you trouble." ”

Fang Zhi, who wanted to continue to ask, couldn't help but be dumbfounded, but he was soon relieved.

Since the soul elder said so, he continued to ask, which would only provoke the displeasure of his old man.

"By the way, how many gold patterns have you carved?" The soul old man's body was transparent, and he asked casually, "Is there a hundred and one?"

"It's not a hundred and one. Fang Zhi smiled bitterly, if it was one hundred and one golden-veined words, he probably wouldn't be so miserable.

"You kid carved a hundred gold patterns and fell to such a miserable appearance?"

Originally, he thought to himself that Fang Zhi would have to have a hundred and one golden patterns anyway, so that even if he suffered the heavenly tribulation, it would not be a loss.

But now seeing Fang Zhi's wry smile, he mistakenly thought that Fang Zhi was just a hundred golden patterns, which made him feel very unhappy.

"If it were a hundred and one golden streaks, I would have fallen to such miserable states. It's one hundred and eight golden veins, and my own Yuan Force has also undergone a qualitative change, from the original power of the scorching sun to the current three-color Yuan power!" Fang Zhi raised his right hand as he spoke, spreading out his five fingers, and a cloud of three-color Yuan Force suddenly appeared in his palm.

Gold, red, purple, and the three colors blend together, and the breath fluctuations are still the power of the scorching sun, but this power seems to be stronger.

After Fang Zhi finished speaking, he found that the figure of the soul elder was floating and fluctuating.

This soul power fluctuation is a bit like ...... Excited? frightened...... Shock?

Fang Zhi's feelings were not quite accurate.

But soon, the soul elder's trembling voice sounded: "You just said that you stepped into the Yuan Dan Realm with one hundred and eight golden lines?"

"Yes, because the Yuan Force Seed can only hold one hundred and eight golden patterns. Fang Zhi showed interest, and asked after him: "Soul Elder, is the one hundred and eight golden veins very powerful?"

The soul is dumbfounded, but there are already monstrous waves in his heart!

Terrible?...... It's more than that!

The little guy in front of him, the bones seem to be superb, a little unexpected!

Soul Elder knew that Fang Zhi's talent was excellent, and from the very beginning, he planned to let Fang Zhi step into the Yuan Dan Realm with the Golden Pattern Nine Polar Realm.

He also thought about letting Fang Zhi step into the realm of perfection, but he felt that Fang Zhi would find it difficult to deal with the thunderstorm, so he dispelled this idea.

The soul elder never expected that after he fell silent, Fang Zhi would actually toss such a big moth and risk the world to step into the realm of no defects.

Forget it if you enter the Perfection Realm......

It turned out to be a hundred and eight gold patterns that were rare in ancient times.

One hundred and eight golden patterns condensed into the Yuan Dan, the future of this son in front of him must be unlimited!

The soul elder was shocked on the one hand, and happy and surprised on the other.

What was shocking was what a hundred and eight golden veins would lead to such a powerful heavenly tribulation!

Fortunately and surprised, it was because Fang Zhi actually survived the Heavenly Tribulation caused by the One Hundred and Eight Golden Patterns.

It's incredible!

"Soul Elder, isn't the one hundred and eight golden patterns very powerful? You speak!" Fang Zhi saw that Soul Elder was silent, and his heart was a little anxious.

"In general, what are you proud of kid?" Soul Elder pulled back his thoughts from the shock, and decided not to tell Fang Zhi the truth.

After all, the little guy in front of him is still a teenager, and if it fuels his pride, it will be more than worth the loss.

Many geniuses are ruined by arrogance and self-righteousness!

Therefore, the soul old man let out a breath in his nostrils and snorted: "One hundred and eight golden patterns are only slightly beyond my expectations, and they are okay." But you must not tell outsiders about the fact that you stepped into Yuan Dan with one hundred and eight golden stripes. ”

"Otherwise, it is very likely to catch fire, and the danger of the Shenwu Continent is far more terrifying than you imagined. When the soul elder said this, his tone was aggravated, he was not joking.

An ordinary boy like Fang Zhi who has a superb talent and has no backing.

It is simply the best flesh in the eyes of the extremely strong people in the Shenwu Continent.

Many longevity yuan is about to end, and if they want to rely on the power of martial artists who want to sacrifice their lives, if they knew that Fang Zhi existed, they would definitely take away Fang Zhi's body at all costs.

The so-called tree attracts the wind, and the wood show will destroy it in the forest wind, and the soul has always understood this truth.

"Understood. Fang Zhi sensed the solemnity in the old man's tone, and knew that the old guy must have other deep meanings, although he didn't understand it, he still kept it firmly in his heart.

"You said before that Han Xiao blocked the thunderstorm for you, it seems that his body has recovered to cultivate, you should leave the Dzi space quickly, lest he notice the abnormality. ”

"Don't divulge the slightest bit of information about the Dzi Bead, otherwise there will be a catastrophe coming!If Han Xiao doubts you, you have to pass it no matter what, understand?" The Soul Elder was afraid that Fang Zhi was young, and when he left the Dzi space, he was questioned and said that he had leaked his mouth, and solemnly reminded him.

"Understood...... Although I don't know what a treasure the dzi is, I still understand that the puppet is innocent and guilty. Fang Zhi's chick nodded like a peck.

The Soul Elder smiled with satisfaction, and then the Soul Elder raised his illusory arm and swiped it in front of him, only to see an illusory spiritual gate appear under the stone pavilion.

"Soul Elder, can I still come to the Dzi Space in the future?" Fang Zhi got up slowly, and as he was leaving, he scratched the back of his head and asked.

"Your coming in this time was a complete accident, it was brought in by the machine spirit when it devoured the thunder, your physical body can't set foot in it, but the soul can, okay, don't talk nonsense, grind and chirp. ”

Elder Soul sat there and explained kindly.

"Oh....... Fang Zhi raised his head and glanced at the Qingyue Mountain that was on a par with the sky, and his heart rippled.

This dzi seems to hide many, many secrets that no one knows!

Fang Zhi silently walked towards the Spirit Gate, and before leaving, Fang Zhi suddenly turned his head, as if he remembered something, and chuckled at the Soul Elder: "I have already found news about the Soul Cultivation Elixir, you wait a few more days." ”

"Count you stinky boy with a heart. Soul Elder nodded in satisfaction.

Fang Zhi smiled, turned around and stepped into the spiritual gate.

After entering the Spirit Gate, Fang Zhi only felt that the world was spinning in front of him, and when he opened his eyes, he found himself in a ruin......

There were broken bricks and tiles everywhere, and the place where I was was in ruins and broken walls seemed to have suffered a devastating catastrophe.

And the thunderclouds above the sky are dissipating at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the thunder all over the sky has long since disappeared.

The eight-color Yuan River, which covers the sky and the sun, has disappeared without a trace.

The previous catastrophe that destroyed the world seemed to have never existed in the quiet Medicine King Valley......

If it weren't for the ruins that Fang Zhi was still stepping on at his feet, he really thought he had a dream.

It will seem like it's already early in the morning?......

Looking at the hazy sky with a hint of fish belly white, Fang Zhi smiled, it feels good to be alive!

Just as Fang Zhi's mind was turning, a weak thought sounded in his mind.

"I didn't expect you to be alive, I thought you were dead. ”

It's Han Xiao!