After listening, Brother Tai left with a gloomy face. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Soon after, the rogue boy's angry roar rang out in the human village, and it immediately stopped.

Because he learned that the spirit stone had been taken away, he was furious for a moment and fainted again.

....

Fang Yuan happily put away all the spirit stones, and without cultivating immediately, after filling his stomach first, he took out the mysterious black and white piece of paper with a serious expression.

This mysterious piece of paper that the old willow tree gave him and sent him to this world has been safely hidden in his pocket for the past few days, without any movement.

A few days ago, he did a brief study in the mountains and forests, but nothing came out, but this time in this safe place, he was able to try more boldly.

In the introduction of the novice of Fantasy Mountain, there is an introduction to the simple control and refining of the flying sword, the simplest of which is to recognize the master by dripping blood.

Fang Yuan immediately pricked his finger, he didn't frown at this pain, and a drop of red blood dripped from his finger, which was accurately dripped onto the white page.

However, the paper did not drip like a lotus leaf, and the bright red blood ran down the side and dripped on his pants.

He didn't give up trying on the black page, but it still didn't work.

"It seems that the blood does not work, how did it send me at the time... It was I who turned on my ability to see its wealth, and then black and white blended into a vortex to send me here. But I've tried it before, but it doesn't seem to work. ”

He couldn't help but try again, and the golden light pupil saw the brilliance of the paper again, and then it was covered by black and white light, forming three layers of trichromatic light.

Sure enough, the whirlpool did not appear.

He tried to manipulate the golden light on the paper again, but the wealth did not move, and the black and white light did not move.

He took out the red money again and covered it with the wealth on the piece of paper.

There was no movement.

The wealth condensed into a needle and pierced the corner of the paper.

The three-layer light showed no signs of blocking, but the wealth needle could not pierce the piece of paper, but the piece of paper had no other movement.

He poured the aura into the pieces of paper.

There was no movement.

None of this worked, and in the end Fang Yuan was more daring, tearing it with his hands, burning it with fire, blistering it with water, and even biting it with his teeth at the end to no avail.

Pieces of paper are still pieces of paper, there are no wrinkles at all, water and fire are invulnerable, and they are invulnerable.

"Okay! I'm going to calm down, there's something else I didn't think of!"

Fang Yuan closed his eyes and pondered, thinking for a long time, the ideas were all unreliable.

Finally, I sighed helplessly. "Forget it, it's mine after all, it's mine, and then I'll study refining when my cultivation is high in the future!"

Putting the piece of paper aside, Fang Yuan took out the wood spirit stone and was about to cultivate.

"Huh!"

Fang Yuan suddenly found that he hadn't found the right train of thought before, and had been deviating from logical thinking.

"For example, the spirit stone is used for cultivation, the chair is used for sitting, and the bed is used for sleeping. So... Paper is naturally used for writing, drawing, and drawing. ”

He put the spirit stone aside again and picked up the black and white piece of paper.

Then he remembered that blood, water and fire could not leave traces on it, how to write words on it!

But before I tried it, I couldn't make up my mind.

Fang Yuan found a piece of charcoal, put the piece of paper on the wooden table, the charcoal touched the white side of the paper, and then slid it.

Fang Yuan showed a look of surprise, the white piece of paper really left a black carbon trail, his idea was indeed not wrong.

He brushed it a few times and wrote down the word 'charcoal'.

Fang Yuan put away the pen and waited for the change of the piece of paper.

The word 'charcoal' began to dim and blur on the white paper.

About ten breaths have passed, and the word charcoal has completely disappeared, and the white paper is as white as new.

Fang Yuan suddenly felt that the tiny spiritual power in his body was being frantically extracted, and it was completely drained in an instant.

He was weak and powerless, and his heart was horrified, and he secretly wondered if he was reckless.

But fortunately, this feeling comes and goes quickly, although the spiritual power is drained, but the physical strength is still left.

Fang Yuan still wanted to pay attention to the changes in the piece of paper, but suddenly felt that something was wrong, and looked down at the charcoal in his hand.

At the moment, it was only a little as a fingernail, and the next thing was completely gone.

No, or annihilation would be more appropriate.

For some reason, Fang Yuan saw the disappearance of this charcoal and thought of the word annihilation, and then he shuddered and stood up in horror.

His gaze was fixed on the piece of paper, and he couldn't calm down for a long time, but after all, his mind was not ordinary, and he forced himself to sit down calmly and think.

Then he took out the spirit stone to restore his spiritual power, and when he recovered to the peak, he found another charcoal. Tear a small piece of paper from the beginner's manual and place it on a wooden table.

As the charcoal slides, the words on the white paper slowly disappear.

Ten breaths later, Fang Yuan felt that the spiritual power in his body had been inexplicably extracted a little, much less than last time

In the next instant, the paper on the wooden table disappeared and disappeared.

Fang Yuan's previous shock turned into joy, and he excitedly picked up the piece of paper.

This thing is even more awesome than the legendary book of life and death.

However, he quickly calmed down, he was pregnant with a layer of spirit, and all his spiritual power was not enough to be annihilated by a single charcoal, and if he wanted to kill someone, he had to cultivate more profoundly.

But when his cultivation is high, where can he still have such trouble killing low-level mortals.

In this way, the role of the paper is not as great as I think.

"Try the black side, what does it do, black and white separate, it must be different. ”

There was another piece of paper on the wooden table, and Fang Yuan wrote 'Piece of Paper' on the black paper, ten breaths later.

The font disappeared, some spiritual power was extracted, and the test piece of paper on the wooden table turned into an imperceptible light that shone into the black paper.

Fang Yuan stepped forward to take a closer look, and the appearance of a piece of paper appeared on the black paper, which was extremely real, like a 3D projection.

He reached for the black paper, which rotated in 3D with his movements.

"If the white paper is annihilation, the black paper is a cage, I don't know if I can take it out, so that it can be used in storage bags. ”

The storage bag is also introduced in the beginner's manual, and it is a magical item that can hold a lot of things.

Fang Yuan grabbed some ants at the door for experiments, and after some research, he discovered some characteristics of the paper.

The object of annihilation on the white paper must have a clear image in mind, and the distance of the target will also be related to the consumption of spiritual power, and at the same time, only one thing can be annihilated at a time.

The black surface of paper can forcibly ingest objects and creatures into it.

As long as you read the text written by the ingested object, you can release it, and after a small test, the time inside is not static.

By the time Fang Yuan finished researching, a day had passed.

He finally put down the piece of paper and began to concentrate on cultivation.

In fact, Fang Yuan didn't know that when he was studying the pieces of paper, there were many people outside blocking and scolding, but they were all isolated by the prohibition of the cabin.

These were all sent by Brother Tai, and after a long time of fruitless calling, they finally dispersed.

When he calmly cultivated until the second day, the crisp girl's voice resounded throughout Fantasy Mountain again.

"Three days have arrived, and if you want to attend the banquet, you should come to the Boli Spiritual Garden, and it doesn't matter if you don't come. ”

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