Fu Le ran all the way back to his residence in a bit of a panic, he pushed open the door, walked in and lay on the bed.

"Whew-"

Fu Le closed his eyes, his breathing was a little short, and then he seemed to think of something and slowly sat up.

Fu Le sat still, recalling Xia Yu'er's meditating and meditating just now, imitating her appearance, Fu Le closed his eyes again.

"It's easy to destroy, use it as you want, it's close to immortality, the soul of outsiders, the inner body, and the internal organs are all rotten skin corpses, and the qi is not alive, and the qi is repulsive......"

Fu Le recited the passage he had just seen in the Lan Sutra in his mouth, repeating it silently.

Buzz –

The pitch-black scene in front of him suddenly changed, and a little spark lit up in the darkness, and then it was like a firework blooming, instantly magnifying.

Wow –

The darkness was illuminated in an instant, and Fu Le saw his body with transparent meridians, and there were unknown things slowly flowing in countless meridians, which were intricately distributed in all directions of the body.

And around the body, there are those lilac mist, which condense around Fu Le's body.

Fu Le couldn't help but be ecstatic in his heart, he once again succeeded in looking inside, this time without the help of Xia Yuan, he relied on himself and successfully entered the world of inner vision.

Whew-

The purple qi around his body slowly floated, and Fu Le looked at these purple qi and hesitated.

His mood couldn't help but tense again, he calmed his heart for a while, and couldn't help but start trying to induce qi into his body.

"I beg you to ...... into my meridians. ”

Fu Le stared at the purple qi next to these bodies, couldn't help but grit his teeth, and said silently in his heart.

However, as expected, the purple qi beside him still ignored his pleas, and not a trace of it entered his body.

Fu Le's heart gradually became depressed, and he slowly opened his eyes, his eyes full of exhaustion.

"Still can't do it......"

Fu Le smiled bitterly and lay on the bed panting.

In his mind, he recalled what Xia Yuan had said when he taught him:

Condensation, foundation building, Jindan......

Fu Le's expression became extremely gloomy, he looked at his hands that had become extremely rough due to fatigue, and muttered to himself: "I can't even condense qi, how can I talk about the foundation and Jin Dan in the back?"

"Is it because I'm not from this world, so I really don't have any qualifications for the path of cultivation?"

......

Not the people of this world...... So there is not the slightest qualification......

Fu Le sat up suddenly, his face became extremely panicked, and he suddenly thought of something terrible.

Xiang Tiange!

Neither he nor Xiang Tiange are from this world, Fu Le only knows that Xiang Tiange is in the Thirteenth Palace of the White Tiger, and was initially treated as a senior brother of the sect, but he doesn't know if Xiang Tiange's current fate is still the same as when Fu Le just left.

When Fu Le himself first came to this Xia clan, wasn't he also cultivated as a genius?

If it was really because he was a person from another world, so he had no cultivation reaction to this world, wouldn't that Heavenly Hale be able to have the same fate as him now?

Thinking of this, Fu Le stood up and paced back and forth in this room, his heart suddenly became extremely irritable, he must find a way to know Xiang Tiange's current situation.

"Whew-"

Fu Le sobered up a little, his irritable mood calmed down a little, and he sat on the bed, clutching his hair with both hands.

He raised his head and looked out the window at the sky, feeling an indescribable feeling in his heart.

Fu Le didn't understand, after coming to this world, how did he get this step now, he and Xiang Tiange have been separated, his fate is difficult and bumpy, and Xiang Tiange's fate is not known.

Fu Le looked at his toes blankly, and calculated carefully, it had been one hundred and forty-two days since he left his hometown.

Fate is such an interesting thing, what can you do in one hundred and forty-two days?

If someone had asked him this before, Fu Le would definitely not have been able to answer in a daze, but now his memory of these 142 days was extremely clear.

What can you do in 142 days? It can destroy a person and a civilization that has multiplied for thousands of years.

Before this one hundred and forty-two days, he was still a Chinese teenager with an ordinary and boring life, and in just a few months, someone stood at a supreme point, gently flicked the turntable with his hand, and his fate changed drastically.

Fu Le shook his head, his thoughts gradually returning.

Fu Le lay on the bed weakly, there was a book on the simple bedside table, he took it and flipped through it, the skin of the book was a dark blue, and the whole book looked very old.

Flipping through this book, Fu Le remembered the old man again, the old man in China named Chu Fengqian, who had dissuaded Fu Le before he went down to the Ji River, and gave him this book.

The words in the book are not written in Chinese characters, they are all some ghost-like symbols, but there are annotations and Chinese translations next to them, it seems that the old man named Chu Fengqian has indeed studied this kind of writing.

Fu Le flipped through the book, remembering the scene of the first time he met the old man, and couldn't help but chuckle.

"Confession ......"

The name of this kind of text is still a temporary idea of Fu Le, and it is random to mess up.

Fu Le was a little emotional, and he didn't know what happened to the old man, his hometown had changed drastically, and at his age, I am afraid that he had already suffered misfortune.

"Huh?"

Fu Le rubbed the paper, and suddenly felt that something was wrong, the corner of the paper on the third page was slightly open, and one piece of paper was split in the corner, and it was split into two sheets.

Fu Le narrowed his eyes, approached the paper, looked inside, and found that after the paper was cracked, gold could be vaguely seen inside, and there seemed to be something in the middle of the paper.

Fu Le groaned for a moment, and gently uncovered the separated corners of the paper.

Whew-

A small piece of very thin golden page fell out of it and fell to the ground.

Fu Le was a little flustered by this sudden change, and he looked at the golden page on the ground in surprise, not knowing what to do.

Fu Le slowly picked it up from the ground, held it in his hand and rubbed it gently, the golden page was almost extremely thin, so it could be hidden in the page.

In terms of feel, it is no different from ordinary paper, and even rougher, and when you hold it in your hand, you can feel the fine particles in the paper.

Fu Le placed the golden page on the table, took the book, and continued to turn to the next page.

Hiss –

Fu Le moistened his fingers with saliva, gently twisted the page, and put his eyes in the middle of the paper to look, and sure enough, he could see a little gold in the depths.

Fu Le's heart pounded, and he had a hunch that he seemed to have discovered a secret.

Resisting his impatience, he gently parted the page along the wet corners of the page.

Wow –

Fu Le put his finger in, grabbed the golden page, and gently pulled it out, and sure enough, another golden page was hidden inside.

Surprise and anticipation grew stronger in Fule's heart, and he placed the second golden page on the table and turned the next page of the book.

In this way, Fu Le separates a piece of paper in half.

But this time, to his disappointment, there was no golden page in the middle of the page, and there was nothing hidden in it.

Fu Le was not reconciled, and continued to turn the next page, continuing to uncover it in half.

After opening this page, Fu Le's heart sank slightly, and there was nothing hidden in this page.

......

In the blink of an eye, Fu Le had torn six pages in a row, and these six pages were all empty, and there was nothing hidden.

Fu Le sighed, put the two golden pages on the table, and tore open the corners of the seventh page with the mentality of giving it a try.

"Huh?"

Fu Le was slightly surprised, in this seventh page, Fu Le saw a little gold again, and he hurriedly tore all the pages open.

Another golden page appeared in front of Fu Le's eyes.

With a sigh of relief, Fu Le placed the third golden page on the table, picked up the book, and continued to look backwards.

......

About an hour later, the book given to him by Chu Fengqian had already torn all the pages open and scattered on the ground.

About one-fifth of the book contains golden pages hidden in the paper, and Fu Le found a total of twelve golden pages from it.

"Whew-"

Fu Le wiped the sweat from his forehead, looked at the twelve golden pages on the table, his eyes were slightly condensed, and he was silent in thought.

The sunlight shone on these twelve gold pages, and Fu Le could vaguely see it, and after the light was reflected, some traces on the gold pages actually stood out.

Some of the gold pages have intricate patterns like tree branches, while others have words on them.

Twelve golden pages were put together and placed on this table, forming a very chaotic pattern.

Fu Le stared at the pattern, frowning, he couldn't understand what it was.

After a few moments, it dawned on Fu Le that he flipped each page over and found a pattern, these golden pages had patterns on one side and words on the other.

Fu Le turned all the golden pages to the patterned side, and continued to adjust the position of the pages.

Finally, at the end, the twelve golden pages form a clear picture.

This picture ...... It's actually a tree.

It is an old tree with a broad canopy, which is divided into two main branches from the center of the trunk, and on top of the two large branches on the left and right, there are extremely lush and complex branches.

Looking at this pattern, Fu Le suddenly remembered that when he first entered the Huangquan Road, he had seen the pattern of this ancient tree on the cliff wall when it fell.

At the same time, in the Daohua Hall in Jingzhou, after the worn-out pottery shard evoked the so-called ancestral pattern, the huge phantom that formed in the sky was also the appearance of this ancient tree.

Seeing the pattern of this ancient tree appear in front of his eyes again, Fu Le's heart was full of mysteries about this ancient tree.

This ancient tree...... What the hell is it?

Fu Le saw that the ancient trees on the twelve gold pages started from the center of the main trunk, and the left and right branches were very contrasting.

On the trunk of the branch on the left, the root of the branch that first began to fork is written with the word "Daoxiu".

On the trunk of the tree branch on the right, where it first began to fork, there are also two words written on it, but it seems to have been erased, and it is very blurry, and it is impossible to see what is written.

From the branch branch bifurcation alone, each branch on the left is also extremely clear, as if climbing a ladder, in turn, each small branch is written condensation, foundation, Jindan......

But the fork on the right is more blurry, and on each small branch, there are two words written on each one in turn, but Fu Le can't see it clearly.

Then the left and right parts of the tree branch off and finally converge on the canopy, and at the top of the canopy, four names are written in order.

Divine General,

Yasheng,

Four Emperors,

Imperial Examination,

......