The Strongest Qi Refiner

White immediately shut his mouth, and felt frightened by the thought of it himself.

For most people in the Western Regions, especially their eight kings, the Angelism is belief.

Questioning your own beliefs is equivalent to questioning your own existence.

The collapse of faith is a very dangerous and important thing.

So, it's totally understandable for White to have such a big reaction from Draghi.

"...No matter what the Archangel Bishop thinks, we must obey its orders." White paused and said, "I believe this matter will not end so easily...Fang Yu, he must pay a heavy price. price."

Drudge nodded, his eyes darkened.

...

On the plane, Fang Yu, who had finished dinner, accidentally fell asleep.

He didn't wake up until there was an engine roar in his ears.

"This is Huaibei Airport, you can leave now." Violet stepped forward and said.

At this time, the hatch has been opened, and it is five o'clock in the morning.

"It seems that the Angel Cult didn't catch up." Fang Yu stood up and smiled.

"Yes...weird," said Violet.

At this time, she has changed into a more casual outfit, no longer the usual tight-fitting combat leather jacket.

As for the wounds on his body, all of them seem to have healed.

"Let's go, this cooperation is quite pleasant." Fang Yu walked towards the hatch and said.

"This is your personal opinion," said Violet.

"I guess, give you ten courage, you don't dare to stand on the opposite side of me again?" Fang Yu turned his head and smiled.

Violet's face changed slightly, but she didn't speak.

Fang Yu and Bai Ran walked out of the hatch and returned to the ground.

"Lord Violet, where are we going now?" asked the subordinate on the side.

"Go to the Jiangnan base." Violet replied lightly, looking at Fang Yu's back.

...

The airport of Huaibei Nandu is not far from the apartment.

Fang Yu and Bai Ran walked all the way.

It was in the early hours of the morning, the sky was not yet bright, and there were hardly any people on the street.

Fang Yu walked forward all the way, and Bai Ran followed behind.

"Bai Ran, it seems that you haven't spoken for a long time, are you in a bad mood?"

After walking for a while, Fang Yu turned around and asked.

Bai Ran's face changed, then lowered his head, and said solemnly, "Yes... I'm very disappointed in myself."

Sure enough.

Fang Yu's eyes moved slightly and said, "This is actually unnecessary. It's my problem. The opponents I've provoke recently are relatively strong."

Bai Ran didn't speak.

"I will never lie on purpose. I can tell you clearly that although your strength is not at the top level, in the current martial arts world, you definitely belong to the upper level." Fang Yu said, "With your talent, continue to practice hard for a while. Time, breaking through to the Nascent Soul stage, or even the Soul Transformation stage... The problem is not very big. There is no need to have confidence in your own zombies because of some of the current performances."

In the past, Fang Yu seldom said so many words of comfort to the disciples of Tiandaomen.

If Bai Ran is still in a state of self-blame, then he has nothing to do.

At this time, Bai Ran raised his head and looked at Fang Yu with firm eyes, and said, "Mr. Fang, I want to leave for a while."

"Oh? Where to go?" Fang Yu asked.

"I want to go to retreat for a period of time. Now that I am with you, it will only become a burden." Bai Ran said, "When I feel that my strength has improved to a certain extent, I will definitely come back and continue to follow Mr. Fang!"

"No problem." Fang Yu said.

"Thank you, Mr. Fang!" After Bai Ran finished speaking, he wanted to kneel again.

Fang Yu supported him and said, "Okay."

Bai Ran bowed deeply and turned to leave.

"Hey, you don't have to be in such a hurry, right?" Fang Yu reached out and pressed Bai Ran's shoulder.

"Since you have to work hard to cultivate, you should naturally seize every minute and every second, and not waste any time." Bai Ran said.

"When I saw you for the first time, I didn't think you were so stunned." Fang Yu smiled wryly.

"Mr. Fang, what else is there to order?" Bai Ran asked.

"I will teach you a set of training methods, and when you reach the end of your practice, you will come back to me. At that time, I will teach you other practical techniques." Fang Yu said.

"Thank you, Mr. Fang!" Bai Ran was overjoyed and clasped his fists.

"There is no one around here, just sit down on this grass." Fang Yu pointed to the lawn beside the road and said.

"Okay." Bai Ran replied.

...

At seven in the morning, Fang Yu returned to the apartment alone.

Bai Ran left after imparting the dharma of wishful thinking to Bai Ran.

It takes at least five to ten years to cultivate the wishful thinking method to the highest level.

Fang Yu knew that during this period of time, he should not see Bai Ran again.

Of course, Fang Yu supports this.

Fang Yu is a cultivator himself, so he only appreciates those who are obsessed with cultivating.

This is also the reason why he is willing to teach the wishful thinking method to Bai Ran.

No one else was in the apartment.

Qin Yao and Jiang Ruolan both went out, while Su Lengyun returned to the Frost Cold Palace, and the ethereal ring that absorbed a lot of yin energy was placed on the desk in Fang Yu's room.

Fang Yu put the ring on his hand and sat down on the spot.

Now, he has to study carefully, where did the energy ball containing the massive high-intensity aura that was swallowed by the little golden dragon go.

Fang Yu closed his eyes and looked at himself.

The position where the dragon and the phoenix blend, the little golden dragon and the little fire phoenix, rotate as usual.

As for the energy ball, Fang Yu couldn't sense any breath at all.

"Damn... it won't really be gone, right? In this case, am I going to the Western Regions in vain?" Fang Yu was shocked.

He tried to sense it again, but to no avail.

Fang Yu looked at the circling little golden dragon and couldn't think of any way for a while.

Whether it is the little golden dragon or the little fire phoenix, they are essentially just the illusion of the source.

That is to say, they should be insane.

This was also the reason why Fang Yu could not communicate with them.

But now, Fang Yu has to let Xiao Jinlong spit out the energy ball!

So, Fang Yu opened his eyes, his mind moved, and he ran the origin of the dragon.

"bass!"

Fang Yu's body glowed with dazzling golden light.

The little golden dragon flew out from Fang Yu's back, and after circling a few times in the air, its size increased to the size of a python.

After that, it continued to circle around Fang Yu's body without stopping.

Fang Yu tried to communicate with it with his divine sense, but could not get any response.

Then he activated the source of the dragon, but this only made the aura on his body stronger.

"boom……"

The room vibrated violently.

Fang Yu knew that if this continued, the suite would collapse.

Fang Yu had no choice but to stop urging the origin of the dragon.

"Spit out that energy ball." Fang Yu looked at the circling little golden dragon and said directly.

But Xiao Jinlong ignored Fang Yu and continued to circle.

"Do you know what that energy ball means to me? Eight spiritual veins! It can raise me to at least ten layers of realm!" Fang Yu said slightly excitedly.

Little Jinlong still didn't respond.

"Now that you are in my body, I can be regarded as your master. I trust you, so I gave you the energy ball. And you, treat my trust like this?" Fang Yu asked.

The little golden dragon still did not respond, and continued to circle at the same speed.

Fang Yu sighed heavily.

He clearly knew that Xiao Jinlong probably didn't have intelligence.

It swallowed that energy ball, maybe it was just some kind of food...

Although taking such a large amount of Reiki as food, it seems impossible to think about it.

But the little golden dragon in front of him is a divine beast after all!

The existence of divine beasts is the greatest impossibility in itself.

Therefore, it is understandable for the divine beast to do anything.

But with such a big energy ball and such a large amount of spiritual energy, it still makes Fang Yu feel extremely uncomfortable.

"Ugh……"

Fang Yu sat on the edge of the bed, looking at the little golden dragon circling in front of him, gnashing his teeth in anger.

He stretched out his hand, trying to grab the little golden dragon.

But when he touched Little Jinlong's body, he could only feel a warmth, but could not touch the real body.

After all, this is a virtual image transformed from the source.

Helpless, Fang Yu could only stop the operation of the source of the dragon and let the little golden dragon return to the body.

"No, my eight spiritual veins..." Fang Yu hadn't felt so painful for a long time.

If any creature uses this method to blackmail him, there will only be two consequences, disability or death.