Fantasy: I can copy talent

In the hall, Fang Yuan was meditating quietly, waiting for news from Ma Shun and others.

I don't know how long it took, a sound of footsteps came from outside, waking up the thoughtful Fang Yuan.

"Master, the century-old tortoise you wanted is back."

Ma Shun walked quickly, came to the hall, and put the century-old tortoise in his hand on the table.

On the table, the old tortoise stretched out its limbs and was slowly crawling. Its carapace was covered with dense patterns, which looked extremely mysterious.

Fang Yuan nodded: "You did a good job, go down."

Ma Shun nodded and left.

Looking at the old turtle that was about to climb to the edge of the table, Fang Yuan stretched out his hand and pressed it firmly on the spot.

'The age and spirituality are up to standard, it's you! '

With a flash of his gaze, Fang Yuan carried the old turtle and came to a quiet room behind his house.

Walking into the empty room, Fang Yuan put the old tortoise on the ground to prevent it from running around, then turned around and left, and came back with some firewood.

Fang Yuan put the firewood on the ground, then stretched out five fingers, and began to slide on the ground of the quiet room.

As Fang Yuan's hands slid on the ground, the surface was plowed open by Fang Yuan's hands, and mysterious and complex symbol patterns appeared on the ground.

He is arranging the ritual symbols needed for divination.

After a while, a ritual formation composed of complex patterns and various weird symbols appeared on the ground.

The formation is circular, but in the center, there is nothing.

Fang Yuan put the prepared firewood in the center of the formation, and lit it immediately.

"Crackling!"

The firewood was ignited by Fang Yuan, making a crackling sound, and the flames gradually grew stronger.

'Everything is ready to start! '

Thoughts flashed, Fang Yuan took a deep breath.

The fire light jumped, Fang Yuan stretched out his hand to hold the old turtle in his hand, and slowly stretched out his right hand.

He wanted to drain the old turtle's blood and use it to fill the dents in the pattern of formation symbols on the ground.

The old turtle seemed to be aware of his own destiny, his small sesame-sized eyes were full of fear, he kept waving his limbs, but he couldn't escape Fang Yuan's palm no matter what.

Fang Yuan remained silent, his fingers were like knives and spears, directly piercing through the old turtle's abdomen, piercing deeply into its abdomen.

Strands of blood flowed from the old turtle's wound, dripped down Fang Yuan's fingers onto the ground, and slowly flowed into the grooves in the symbol of the formation pattern.

As time passed, the blood gradually filled the grooves of the formation, and the old turtle gradually stopped struggling, looking at Fang Yuan with a trace of human hatred in his eyes.

Fang Yuan remained silent, quietly waiting for the opportunity.

Finally, the old turtle no longer bleeds blood, and the grooves in the formation are now filled with the old turtle's blood.

The patterns and symbols Fang Yuan carved on the ground are very shallow, and only need a small amount of blood to fill them up.

Therefore, although the blood on the old turtle's body is very small, it is enough to fill the entire formation.

Seeing that the groove on the ground was filled with the old turtle's blood, Fang Yuan stretched out his hand and threw the old turtle into the burning flames in the middle of the formation.

boom!
As soon as the old turtle's body entered the fire, the already vigorous flames suddenly exploded, and the flames soared into the sky, and even rushed directly to the roof in an instant.

Fortunately, the flames subsided the next moment and returned to normal.

Otherwise, if the flame continues to skyrocket, Fang Yuan's quiet room will be burned down by raging fire.

Fang Yuan sat cross-legged, concentrated his mind, and meditated quietly according to the requirements of the spirit turtle divination method.

'I want a method that will allow me to break through to the realm of refining gods! '

Fang Yuan recited silently in his heart, repeating the cycle, only this one thought in his mind.

At the same time, his zhenqi was also slowly circulating, his hands kept changing, making various seals.

Following Fang Yuan's movements, wisps of red smoke gradually drifted out from the burning fire in the middle of the formation.

Seeing this, Fang Yuan's eyes moved, and then he took a deep breath, absorbing all the red smoke from the fire into his stomach.

He knew that his divination was effective, as long as he swallowed the red smoke, he could get the answer he wanted.

Sure enough, as the red smoke was swallowed by Fang Yuan, a picture gradually appeared in his mind, and there was a figure in the picture.

It was a middle-aged man with gray hair and a pale expression.

"Liu Yong?"

Seeing the man that appeared in his mind, Fang Yuan was slightly startled.

He knew this person, it was Liu Yong who taught him alchemy!

The next moment, a mysterious and unpredictable feeling emerged, and Fang Yuan suddenly realized something.

Fang Yuan's eyes flickered, the feeling in his heart told him that his hope of breaking through the realm of refining gods was in Liu Yong's eyes.

'His eyes are abnormal, is it natural or the pupil technique he practiced? '

Fang Yuan meditated silently, from his observation, Liu Yong's eyes seemed to be no different from ordinary people, there was nothing strange about them.

This means that the reason why Liu Yong's eyes are considered by the turtle divination method to help Fang Yuan break through to the realm of refining gods is because he has practiced the pupil technique, so his eyes are different.

In the whole continent, it is extremely rare to practice pupil technique, Fang Yuan did not expect Liu Yong to know the technique of pupil technique.

"Liu Yong should have practiced the pupil technique, so the spirit turtle divination method will remind me that Liu Yong's eyes are abnormal. '

'It seems that my hope of breaking through the realm of refining gods lies in Liu Yong's cultivation of pupil technique. '

Fang Yuan's thought flashed, and he felt relieved immediately.

When he learned why there was no news of a martial artist in the mainland, even though he had a calm mind, he still felt heavy and oppressed.

But now, a stone that was pressing on his heart was removed by him, which immediately cheered him up, knowing that the way forward in martial arts has not been cut off.

Fang Yuan took a deep breath, looked at the raging fire, and nodded in relief.

Although the spirit turtle divination method is not that accurate, but this time, it directly pointed out the way for him to break through the realm of refining gods, which made Fang Yuan very pleased.

'Fortunately, he pointed out the direction directly to me once, otherwise I'm afraid I would need to do a few more divinations. '

His eyes flickered, Fang Yuan felt a little rejoiced in his heart.

The spirit turtle divination method can peek into fate, predict the future, and gain insight into the past. It is extremely mysterious, but at the same time it has many restrictions.

Now he knew the key to breaking through to the realm of refining gods after only one divination. This luck can be called good.

Thinking of this, Fang Yuan couldn't help but took a deep breath, a smile hung on the corner of his mouth.

Now that he knows the key to breaking through to the realm of refining gods, then go to Liu Yong to learn this pupil technique!

The thought flashed, Fang Yuan stretched out his hand, extinguished the burning fire, wiped off the formation with his feet, and then got up to leave.

Suddenly, Fang Yuan, who was about to turn around to leave, paused, and the smile froze on his face.

A faint malice appeared in his perception.

This malice is everywhere, as if filling the whole world.

'This is.? '

Fang Yuan was stunned, and then he realized the source of this malice.

'This is me using the spirit turtle divination method to peek at fate, and fate has backlash against me! '

Fang Yuan couldn't help frowning.