Chapter 226

The old clan leader Shi Yunfeng watched with envy, his face full of joy. The three little birds were close with the people of Stone Village, and every one of them could go study the primitive symbols within the birds' bodies, but those symbols were far too complex—apart from Little One, almost no other child in the village could make sense of them.

This had to be called a kind of regret.

Yet this Young Master Fang, the village's Master, could see through them with the greatest of ease.

"These are the little birds' primitive symbols, but asking these children to comprehend them is rather hard on them. First cultivate the physical body to a certain stage, then expand the spirit, and once the memory is good enough, grasping these symbols won't be any difficult matter."

Fang Yu spoke.

Primitive symbols—those were things of unfathomable wonder; placed in the Eternal Life Realm they would equal a divine ability. If a person had not yet cultivated to the Divine Ability Secret Realm, had not yet developed the brain, and still wanted to look at primitive symbols, it would be strange indeed if they did not vomit blood.

The complexity of every single symbol was simply not something a child in the Physical Body Secret Realm could casually gaze upon—one had to elevate the realm before one could look.

"So that is how it is."

The old clan leader suddenly understood, his thoughts stirred, and he spoke. "There is still a bone in our village—I wonder if Young Master Fang could discern the mystery within it."

He carefully took out a bone. This bone was lustrous white and gleaming, like a palm-sized piece of mutton-fat fine jade—inconceivably crystalline, pure white and translucent.

Though it was not large, it was densely covered, carved with countless symbols; faintly, as if between presence and absence, the chanting of myriad heavens' gods and demons seemed to pierce forth, shaking one's heart and spirit with astonishment.

This was shocking—clearly it was only a bone, yet the moment it was revealed, it was already so astonishing.

"This bone contains a mysterious magic power. We once observed this bone as well, but not a single one of us could understand it. Looking at it for too long also causes one to vomit blood."

The old clan leader spoke with great regret.

"Let me have a look. It shouldn't be any difficult problem."

Fang Yu's mind stirred, and the bone floated before him. The bone's secrets manifested within his divine sense—its essence of symbols, and also engraved images of a primordial fierce beast battling a deity; everything began from the primitive source.

In the first section of symbols, what was recorded was a great roc battling a god. Countless symbols appeared upon the bone; though the engraved images were small, they were exceedingly lifelike.

But if an ordinary person glanced past, they could not see that this was a great roc fighting a god—they could only see incomparably intricate symbols, dense as a swarm of ghost-scribbles, harder to learn by ten thousandfold than the most difficult symbols in the world. A few glances and one would want to stamp one's feet, pound one's chest, roar and shout, weep bitter tears, even vomit blood.

Because it was too hard to look at.

But this scene, falling into Fang Yu's eyes, revealed its primitive essence—a golden great roc emitted a golden radiance, its whole body resplendent, then seemed about to manifest itself within the bone. Its entire form was as if cast from gold, vivid and lifelike, as though it would fly out.

It waged a fierce battle against a deity, intensely beyond compare; both were wounded. The great roc was stained with the blood of a god, and shed its own blood as well; its golden wings blotted out the sky, incomparably fierce.

He did not record any heaven-shaking treasure art, but rather the key points of this battle—truly boundless in profound meaning.

"It can be called a Battle God Atlas, and that counts as not bad."

Fang Yu's mind stirred; a wisp of Daoist Gang Qi flew from within his body, transforming into yin and yang. The yin qi shifted its form and became a great roc bird; the Nine Yang Qi shifted its form and became a deity. Then in the void, these two began to fight, battling with great intensity.

"It is actually such a thing? A great roc battling a god—how many people beneath the heavens could witness this? This is simply the supreme treasure dreamed of by all experts, by every great race."

Shi Yunfeng was shocked, seemingly not having expected that the core marvel of those symbols was actually such a great battle.

This was far too precious.

If word got out, who knew how many primordial races would come killing to seize this bone.

If the experts of those races could comprehend even the slightest bit from the battle between the great roc and the god, it would be enough to elevate their strength and rise another level.

Back then, Willow God had actually descended upon Stone Village carrying such a thing.

Shi Yunfeng recalled that year, that night—lightning flashed and thunder rumbled, rain poured in torrents, the gale howled in fury, many great mountains were split and toppled by lightning. The great willow tree bathed in a sea of thunder, battling against a powerful existence. In the end its entire body was scorched black, and it fell from the heavens. Besides this, there was also a ball of light, wrapped around this lustrous white bone, that fell together into Stone Village.

This bone was precisely what the sacrificial spirit had brought. They had studied it many times, yet still gained nothing—never expected that today it would be comprehended by this Young Master Fang.

"If you wish to study it, it is no easy matter. You need to temper the physical body to the utmost, elevate your spiritual power. Perhaps with a physical strength of a hundred thousand jin, and spiritual power strong enough, then you could go comprehend it."

Fang Yu's gaze rested upon this bone, greatly interested—because this bone was called the Primitive True Explanation, one of the most formidable scriptures in the entire great world of the Perfect World. The one before him now was only the upper volume of the Primitive True Explanation, while another part of the Primitive True Explanation recorded scriptures at the level of a Quasi-Immortal Emperor.

If such scriptures were obtained now, they would surely be of tremendous benefit to him, but regrettably that other part of the Primitive True Explanation could not be obtained at present.

Being able to obtain the first volume was, in fact, not bad.

The Primitive True Explanation was accustomed to explaining through battle examples, from the shallow to the deep, from the deep back to the shallow, touching upon an immeasurable realm of heaven and earth. This too held many benefits for Fang Yu's physical body and divine abilities.

Thus, in this land of Stone Village, Fang Yu once more began to study the Primitive True Explanation.