White immediately shut up, feeling frightened that he had such thoughts.
For most people in the Western Region, especially the eight princes, Angelism is their faith.
Questioning one's own beliefs is equivalent to questioning one's own existence.
The collapse of faith is a very dangerous and important thing.
Therefore, White can completely understand why Dratch had such a big reaction.
"...No matter what the Archangel Bishop thinks, we must obey his orders." White paused and said, "I believe this matter will not end so easily... Fang Yu will definitely have to pay a heavy price.
price."
Dratch nodded, his eyes gloomy.
…
On the plane, after finishing dinner, Fang Yu accidentally fell asleep.
He didn't wake up until the roar of an engine sounded in his ears.
"This is Huaibei Airport, you can leave." Violet walked up and said.
At this time, the cabin door has been opened, and the time is five o'clock in the morning.
"It seems that the Angel Cult has not caught up." Fang Yu stood up and said with a smile.
"Yes...it's strange." Violet said.
At this time, she had changed into more casual clothes, no longer the usual tight-fitting leather combat clothes.
As for the wounds on his body, they all seemed to have healed.
"Let's go. This cooperation was quite pleasant." Fang Yu said as he walked towards the cabin door.
"This is your personal opinion." Violet said.
"I guess, if I give you ten courages, you won't dare to stand against me again, right?" Fang Yu turned around and said with a smile.
Violet's face changed slightly and she said nothing.
Fang Yu and Bai Ran walked out of the hatch and returned to the ground.
"Lord Violet, where are we going now?" the men on the side asked.
"Go to Jiangnan Base." Zi Luolan looked at Fang Yu's back and replied calmly.
…
Huaibei Nandu Airport is not far from the apartment.
Fang Yu and Bai Ran walked together.
It was early in the morning, the sky was not bright yet, and there were almost no people on the street.
Fang Yu walked forward, followed by Bai Ran.
"Bai Ran, you seem to have not 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 expression changed, and then he lowered his head and said solemnly: "Yes... I am very disappointed with myself."
Sure enough.
Fang Yu's eyes moved slightly and he said: "This is actually unnecessary. It's my problem. The opponents I have provoked recently are relatively strong."
Bai Ran said nothing.
"I will never deliberately lie. I can tell you clearly. Although your strength is not top-notch, it is definitely at the upper level in the current martial arts world." Fang Yu said, "With your talent, you will work hard to practice for a while."
Time, breakthrough to the Nascent Soul Stage, or even the Divine Transformation Stage... is not a big problem. There is no need to have confidence in yourself as a zombie just because of some of your current performances."
In the past, Fang Yu rarely said so many comforting words to the disciples of Tiandao Sect.
If Bai Ran is still in a state of self-blame, then there is nothing he can do.
At this time, Bai Ran raised his head and looked at Fang Yu. His eyes were firm and he said, "Mr. Fang, I want to leave for a while."
"Oh? Where to go?" Fang Yu asked.
"I want to go into seclusion and practice for a while. If I follow you now, I 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!" Bai Ran said and wanted to kneel down again.
Fang Yu supported him and said, "Okay."
Bai Ran bowed deeply, turned around and left.
"Hey, you don't have to be so anxious, right?" Fang Yu stretched out his hand to hold Bai Ran's shoulder.
"Since you want to practice hard, you should seize every minute and every second. No time should be wasted." Bai Ran said.
"When I first met you, I really didn't think you were such a stupid young man." Fang Yu said with a bitter smile.
"Mr. Fang, do you have any other instructions?" Bai Ran asked.
"I will teach you a set of spiritual cultivation techniques. When you reach great success, 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 said, clasping his fists.
"There's no one around here, so just sit down on this grass." Fang Yu pointed to the lawn beside the road and said.
"Okay." Bai Ran replied.
…
At seven o'clock in the morning, Fang Yu returned to the apartment alone.
After imparting the secret of wishful thinking to Bai Ran, Bai Ran left.
It will take at least five to ten years to cultivate the Ruyi Mind Technique to perfection.
Fang Yu knew that he would not see Bai Ran during this period of time.
Of course, Fang Yu supports this.
Fang Yu himself is a cultivator, so he only appreciates people who are obsessed with cultivating.
This is also the reason why he is willing to teach Bai Ran the wishful thinking method.
There is no one else in the apartment.
Qin Yao and Jiang Ruolan both went out. Su Lengyun returned to Shuanghan Palace, and placed the ethereal ring that absorbed a large amount of Yin energy on the desk in Fang Yu's room.
Fang Yu put the ring on his hand and sat down to meditate.
Now, he had to study carefully where the energy ball that contained a massive amount of high-intensity spiritual energy that was swallowed by the little golden dragon went.
Fang Yu closed his eyes and looked inward at himself.
The position where dragon and phoenix blend together. The small golden dragon and the small fire phoenix rotate as usual.
As for the energy ball, Fang Yu couldn't sense a breath at all.
"Damn...it's really gone, right? If so, wouldn't my trip to the Western Regions be in vain?" Fang Yu was shocked.
He tried sensing again, but still to no avail.
Fang Yu looked at the circling little golden dragon and couldn't think of any solution for a moment.
Whether it is a little golden dragon or a little fire phoenix, they are essentially just illusions of their origin.
In other words, they should not be intelligent.
This is also the reason why Fang Yu cannot communicate with them.
But now, Fang Yu must let the little golden dragon spit out the energy ball!
So, Fang Yu opened his eyes, and with a thought, he activated the dragon's origin.
"bass!"
Fang Yu's body glowed with a dazzling golden light.
The little golden dragon flew out from Fang Yu's back, and after hovering in the air for several times, its size increased to the size of a python.
Then, it kept circling around Fang Yu's body without stopping.
Fang Yu tried to communicate with it using his spiritual consciousness, but got no response.
Then he activated the dragon's origin, but this only made the aura on his body stronger.
"boom……"
The room shook violently.
Fang Yu knew that if this continued, this suite would collapse.
Fang Yu had no choice but to stop activating Shenlong Origin.
"Spit out that energy ball." Fang Yu looked at the hovering little golden dragon and said directly.
But the little golden dragon ignored Fang Yu and continued to circle.
"Do you know what that energy ball means to me? Eight spiritual veins! It can elevate me to at least ten levels!" Fang Yu said with excitement.
The little golden dragon still had no reaction.
"Now you are in my body. I am your master after all. I trust you, so I give you the energy ball. And you treat my trust like this?" Fang Yu asked.
The little golden dragon still didn't respond. It continued to circle at the same speed.
Fang Yu sighed heavily.
He knew clearly that the little golden dragon probably did not have intelligence.
It swallowed the energy ball, maybe it just regarded the energy ball as some kind of food...
Although it is impossible to think of such a large amount of spiritual energy as food.
But the little golden dragon in front of me is a mythical beast after all!
The existence of a mythical beast itself is the greatest impossibility.
Therefore, whatever the mythical beast does is understandable.
But with such a big energy ball and such a large amount of spiritual energy, it still made Fang Yu feel extremely uncomfortable.
"well……"
Fang Yu sat on the edge of the bed and looked at the little golden dragon circling in front of him. He gritted his teeth in anger.
He stretched out his hand, wanting to grab the little golden dragon.
But when he touched the little golden dragon's body, he could only feel a warmth and could not touch the physical body.
After all, this is a virtual image transformed from the original source.
Helpless, Fang Yu could only stop operating the dragon's origin and let the little golden dragon return to his body.
"It's gone, my eight spiritual veins..." Fang Yu hadn't felt such pain in a long time.
If any living being used this method to blackmail him, there would only be two consequences: disability or death.