Fang Yue's sword was already as powerful as the eleventh level of ordinary Dao power.
However, where did the power of the great avenue come from and the eleventh level of the ten-level perfection! Fang Yue stopped his hand, and the sword of disillusionment in his hand dissipated.
A solemn look appeared on his face.
The power of disillusionment exerted the power of the eleventh level of the ordinary avenue, which did not give him the slightest joy.
Because there is actually something in this Rule Stone.
How can this thing be broken?
Is there a more powerful method than the eleventh level of the Dao Rules?
"There are thirteen levels of Rule Stone!"
Luo Gan explained.
"The refining method of this Rules Stone was also obtained by chance in the master's later years. In his later years, the master spent most of his energy on understanding this Rules Stone. He once said that this Rules Stone should not belong to this era. !”
Luo Gan's voice fell.
The void slowly opened again.
The rewards for the second level are coming! This time there are three rewards in total.
A black token, a red scroll, and a book with yellowing paper! "Is this the token of a named disciple?"
Luo Gan was shocked. He knew that with Fang Yue's potential and talent, it was not difficult to obtain the status of a registered disciple of the Undead Emperor.
But this registered disciple token should be the reward after Fang Yue passes the third level. Now that the second level has given him the status of a registered disciple, what benefits will he receive after Fang Yue passes the third level?
"This scroll is a scroll refined by the Undead Emperor himself. Every registered disciple of the Undead Emperor can obtain it. It contains a trace of the Undead Emperor's magic power, which can kill most of the powerful people in Da Luo Jin Fairyland. This is life-saving. The things used can only be used once, so don’t waste it! As for this yellowed book, it is probably the notebook in which the Undead Emperor recorded the results when he studied the runes on the Stone of Rules!"
Luo Gan slowly introduced Fang Yue.
Each of these three things is extremely amazing! Especially this handbook is the most precious and is the greatest achievement of the Undead Emperor in his later years! Although this achievement has never been manifested in the underworld, its value is absolutely indelible! Fang Yuegong He held up the scroll of notes respectfully, knowing that this thing was the most precious of the three things.
A scroll that can kill Daluo Jinxian is certainly valuable.
But this kind of thing is a one-time consumable. Once used, it has no value! As for the effect of the Undead Emperor's registered disciple token, Fang Yue does not know for the time being, but Fang Yue feels that this thing is from the bottom of his heart. Probably of no use.
The Undead Emperor has been dead for who knows how many years.
The grass on the grave is almost as high as the roof.
If the Undead Emperor is still alive, this token will naturally be of infinite value. It is equivalent to having a strong man comparable to the supreme realm as his backer. It is estimated that he can walk sideways in the underworld, unlike now, casually Everyone wanted to step on his head.
However, the Undead Emperor died.
This token is of some use! If you show it off, some old enemies of the Undead Emperor might jump out and attack him, wanting to put him to death! "The assessment for the third level needs to be done with me. Martial Arts Competition, your current realm as a puppet is at the level of the Virtual Immortal Realm, and I will suppress my own realm to the level of the True Immortal Realm!"
Luo Gan had already made up his mind that his master could not live without a successor in this era, and Fang Yue was a very good candidate. When the competition came, he would let Fang Yue win even if it meant letting him go! However, Luo Gan's thought has not yet settled.
His soul has already begun to become illusory.
"I was careless..." Luo Gan found that he could not move at all. Even though his realm was still at the level of the Spiritual Fairy Realm, he was already on the way to death.
There was no resistance! Luo Gan felt deeply powerless.
"I surrender!"
Luo Gan said quickly.
He knew that if he did not admit defeat, even his last sense of existence in this world would probably be wiped out by Fang Yue! Fang Yue flicked his finger.
A drop of seventh-turn soul liquid merged into Luo Gan's soul.
The originally illusory soul suddenly became solid, even tougher than when he first met Fang Yue! "I'm offended!"
Fang Yue said with clasped fists, a slightly apologetic look on his face.
"My skills are inferior to others! There is nothing to be sorry for! It's just that I didn't expect that you have such a profound control over the power of the soul."
Luo Gan was also a little surprised by Fang Yue's methods.
Fang Yue said with a smile: "If the senior's true self is still there, this puppet clone of mine will never be able to defeat the senior. It was just a trick!"
"Tricks?
No, if this famous Heavenly Way of the Soul is also considered a trick, then there will be no upright victory in the world!"
Luo Gan smiled bitterly, it was rare for Fang Yue to be so powerful yet so humble.
Generally speaking, young people with potential like Fang Yue basically have their eyes high above their heads.
It is relatively rare for someone as humble as Fang Yue.
The more capable a person is, the more humble he is.
I don't know why, but this sentence suddenly appeared in Luo Gan's mind.
"Fang Yue, you have passed the third level of assessment! As a reward, this is a little bit of my personal collection, given to you!"
This time Luo Gan bled himself and gave Fang Yue the treasure.
His palm was open, and there was a golden ring in it.
"I obtained this ring from the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races back then! It does not have any attack or defense effects, but this ring represents some kind of authority in the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races.
As for its specific effect, you will know it when you enter the battlefield of all races! It is called the Eternal Ring, and it is said that there are only nine in total in this underworld! If you collect all nine Eternal Rings, you You will know the true secret of this eternal battlefield!"
Luo Gan gave the golden ring to Fang Yue.
Fang Yue did not accept it.
"Senior, this gift is too precious. I feel that there may be great cause and effect and great opportunities in this eternal ring. Its value may be higher than ordinary magic weapons at the level of Da Luo Jin Fairyland. I deserve it! "
Fang Yue refused.
Luo Gan smiled and said: "It's okay! This treasure is given to a hero. What's more, I have only a wisp of my soul left now, and I have no hope in this life. If this good thing falls into my hands, it will be covered with dust!" "
Fang Yue was silent for a moment.
"If that's the case, then I would be disrespectful! However, I can't ask for this thing in vain. I am willing to reshape the body of the senior, replenish the soul, and live another life!"
What is Fang Yue best at?
It's not a fight, it's a fight.
This Luo Gan was a subordinate of the Undead Emperor. During his lifetime, he was at the peak of the spirit fairy realm. If he could be resurrected, he would definitely be another capable general and a super fighter.
Don't look at the joyful excitement among all races now.
But the price they paid for the sleeping strong men they revived was not small.
It's very difficult for them to create a true immortal.
The strong ones at the Spirit Fairy Realm level are extremely rare top figures.
"Shape my body?
Complement the soul?
The cost of this is probably unimaginable..." Luo Gan was obviously a little moved. He is not a saint. Who would want to die if he can live! It's just that he is already like this bear. If he reshapes his body and reshapes his soul, what a waste. Difficult! "When I leave this ruins, please follow me back to the underworld!"
Fang Yue said to Luo Gan.
"good!"
Luo Gan agreed. If another person had said such words, Luo Gan would have definitely sneered at him.
But for Fang Yue, entering and exiting this ruins is like returning to the back garden of his home! It is not new at all for him to take his remnant soul out of the ruins.
"You are a proud man, you can pass on my way!"
In the void, a huge and majestic sound slowly sounded! The sound seemed to be coming from all directions. It was a perfect stereo sound, and the source of the sound could not be found at all.
The voice fell.
One by one the exercises appeared in Fang Yue's mind.
There are ninety-nine and eighty-one exercises in total.
Each of the exercises is a mysterious skill and secret method at the Da Luo Jin Fairyland level! At the same time, the black iron token in front of Fang Yue turned into a light bronze color.
This means that Fang Yue has been promoted from a registered disciple to the rank of a formal disciple! Fang Yue feels that his affinity with this relic has become much higher.
"Eight thousandths of the authority to control the ruins!"
Fang Yue accurately judged the degree of control over his authority in this ruins! The level of this authority is not low.
At least he can already open some ordinary rooms.
Wow! Pieces of fairy stones fell from the sky, a total of three thousand high-grade fairy stones! These are the cultivation resources given to Fang Yue by the Undead Emperor. In fact, every official disciple of the Undead Emperor has this kind of treatment! "Good stuff!"
Fang Yue's eyes lit up, and he swept away these things.
He doesn't care much about whether the skills are good or not.
But these fairy stones are too rare! With these fairy stones, he can return to the world of Daluo and bring back all the old antiques from the human race in the ancient mines of Taiyin.
Thinking about the return of a strong man at the level of Daluo Jinxian made his blood boil! "Open!"
Fang Yue has 8% of the authority over the ruins.
He has been able to open this room.
The door opens.
Fang Yue walked out of it.
Ahead is an extremely long corridor.
There are burning torches hanging on the walls on both sides of the corridor.
These torches have been burning for countless years from the Middle Ages to the present! Every torch is a precious treasure.
Flames light up the corridor.
On the walls of the corridor, there are bright patterns.
These patterns are connected together and seem to tell an ancient and long story.
This is the evolutionary history of the undead lineage, awakening from the burial soil, and finally becoming stronger under the baptism of time, becoming the master of an era.
"Rise in the twilight and ascend to the nine heavens."
Fang Yue sighed, there were no skills or secret techniques in these patterns.
But its value is also infinite for a person who practices the way of death.
This is the development history of the undead lineage, from the earliest to the most prosperous, then declining, and finally returning to ordinary.
"Strictly speaking, this undead lineage has many branches, and many ethnic groups are prosperous because of it. The oldest ethnic group is undoubtedly the underworld tribe, followed by the dead tribe and the underworld tribe! They are all inseparable existences of the undead lineage.
However, because the final paths were different and the paths were inconsistent, there were many conflicts between these ethnic groups and they eventually fell apart. Strictly speaking, the undead lineage of the human race was just the evolution of some rudimentary techniques of the three tribes, but in the end it developed its own splendid civilization.
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Fang Yue said with emotion after seeing these patterns.