Chapter 389: Martial Saint

The little girl in blue put her hands behind her back and circled around Fang Zhixing in an air of being mature.

After a while, she analyzed with a serious expression: "It's too early to say what you will become. However, I can make some deductions based on your practice of the Daluo Blood Demon Art."

"First of all, there are two points that need special attention here. One is what 'Daluo' means, and the other is what 'Blood Demon' means."

Fang Zhixing's eyes flickered slightly, and he pretended to listen attentively.

The little girl in blue said slowly: "Let's talk about 'Blood Demon' first. As the name suggests, this is the foundation of your evolution. Any changes that happen to you must start with blood mutation.

For example, now you have a genetic mutation, which is caused by blood mutation, and one thing can affect the whole body.

Blood has become the core of your entire cultivation system!"

Fang Zhixing had no objection to this. The martial arts system he constructed was indeed closely related to blood.

The little girl in blue continued, "As for 'Daluo', although it has many meanings, its most essential meaning is actually 'outside the world', also known as 'outside the sky'."

Fang Zhixing seemed to understand what he said, as he had only heard of terms such as "Daluotian" and "Daluo Jinxian".

Daluo Heaven is the highest level of the thirty-six heavens in mythology.

The Daluo Jinxian is even more powerful, second only to the saint.

The little girl in blue explained carefully: "We practice in this world and pursue the state of immortality. This can be achieved by both carbon-based organisms and mechanical life. But have you ever thought about what would happen if the world was destroyed?"

Fang Zhixing's heart trembled, and he smacked his lips and said, "If the world perishes, everything will be destroyed with it, right?"

The little girl in blue nodded and replied, "We will perish along with the world, so some people will begin to pursue a higher realm, trying to jump out of the world and achieve eternal immortality."

Fang Zhixing paused for a moment and said in shock: "So this is Daluo, jumping out of the Yin and Yang and the Five Elements, transcending the entire world and reaching the other side!"

The little girl in blue clothes continued, "So, your 'Daluo Blood Demon Art' has unlimited potential. Maybe one day it will really allow you to ascend to the realm of eternal immortality."

Fang Zhixing understood, thought about it, and suddenly asked: "When I was looking up information just now, I saw someone mention the words 'fifth world' and 'Taixu'. What do they mean?"

The little girl in blue replied: "There are many forbidden areas in our world. Have you ever thought that this world might also be a forbidden area in another world?"

Fang Zhixing couldn't help but think deeply.

The little girl in blue introduced: "The restricted area is divided into layers. It is easier for creatures on the previous layer to enter the next layer, but it is difficult to go the other way around."

"For countless years, we have continued to explore the lower world and mine various cultivation resources.

At the same time, the natives from the world above us are also invading here unscrupulously, plundering all kinds of rare treasures.

It is basically certain that this world is on the fifth level, the level above is the Martial Saint World, and the level above that is the Heavenly World. "

At this point, she smiled and asked, "Guess where the earliest martial arts in our world originated from?"

Fang Zhixing said decisively: "Could it be, the fourth level of Martial Saint World?"

The little girl in blue nodded and smiled, "Yes, the natives of the Martial Saint World have developed extremely sophisticated martial arts. The most powerful natives are called Martial Saints. They can carry mountains and chase the moon, chase the stars and chase the sun. They are almost omnipotent."

Fang Zhixing couldn't help but ask, "What about technology?"

The little girl in blue replied, "According to my observation, the original technology most likely came from Heaven. The natives of that world are very powerful, and technology is just one of their achievements."

Fang Zhixing's mind was moved, and he asked, "Do you have a way to go to the upper world?"

The little girl in blue was silent for a moment, then nodded and said, "I'll take you to a place."

After saying that, she walked towards Fang Zhixing and disappeared into the wrist guard on his arm.

A miniature projection popped up on the wristband, which was the little girl in blue.

"Let's go to the elevator," she said.

Fang Zhixing immediately stood up and walked out of the practice room.

With the little girl in blue, wherever she passed, the doors were automatically unlocked and opened.

The two entered the elevator and headed down.

The lowest floor of the elevator is the basement level.

However, the little girl in blue waved her hand and the second floor below ground appeared.

Get out of the elevator.

Fang Zhixing looked around and found himself in a pitch-black space, which was extremely spacious.

"Go forward, all the way to the end." The little girl in blue clothes reminded.

So Fang Zhixing walked forward and finally came to a wall.

His eyes flashed, and he immediately noticed that there was a crack on the wall, two meters long, twisted and curved like a snake.

"Touch the wall." The little girl in blue gave a hint.

Fang Zhixing still did as he was told and placed his right hand on the crack.

Buzz~ Suddenly, light shone through from the depths of the crack, and the ice-blue light rippled slightly, like a lake illuminated by the bright moon, magnificent.

Fang Zhixing asked in surprise: "What is this crack?"

The little girl in blue replied, "This is an entrance to Wusheng Tianxia. In the past, the natives of Wusheng Tianxia used this crack to travel back and forth to our place. It was not until I built this building and suppressed the entrance that they were able to stop doing whatever they wanted."

Fang Zhixing understood immediately and asked excitedly, "Can I go in?"

"sure!"

The little girl in blue replied, "However, the atmosphere of the Martial Saint World is completely different from our world. You will feel very uncomfortable after entering it. You can only hold on for a while before being forced to run back. The duration may only be a few minutes."

She made a vivid metaphor, "You can imagine yourself as a fish in the water, and Wusheng Tianxia is the land. You are about to go ashore now."

Fang Zhixing understood, took a deep breath, pressed his hands on the crack, and pulled it left and right.

The crack slowly expanded, revealing a deep passage.

Fang Zhixing stepped in, and his eyes were filled with all kinds of chaotic lights, and his spiritual perception was also blurry.

"Woo woo~"

Suddenly, the sound of howling wind reached his ears, and a strong wind blew on his face, blowing his hair back.

Fang Zhixing looked carefully and found himself in a cold and gloomy alley with walls on both sides.

He turned around and saw a wall behind him. There was a twisted crack on the white wall.

Fang Zhixing looked down at his wristband. Fortunately, the little girl in blue was still there. She looked around and said, "This is a strange place."

Fang Zhixing asked in surprise: "You have never been here?"

The little girl in blue replied, "The location of the exit keeps changing. Every time you enter the Martial Saint World, it may be in a new location."

Then he realized what was going on and walked forward.

This movement was terrible. He felt his steps were heavy, as if he had fallen into a quagmire and was having difficulty walking.

As soon as Fang Zhixing took a breath, his throat suddenly felt a burning pain, as if it was being cut by a knife, extremely uncomfortable.

He wanted to release his spiritual perception, but his whole head felt like it exploded and he felt dizzy.

He gritted his teeth and held back, moving forward.

Soon, he stepped out of the shadows and into the sunlight.

Hiss, hiss, hiss~ When Fang Zhixing was exposed to the sunlight, he felt a dull pain on his skin, as if he was a piece of meat on an iron plate, being ruthlessly cooked.

Fang Zhixing felt even more uncomfortable, and he had to use his internal energy to resist.

Gurgling~ The blood is rushing wildly in the body, like a sweet rain, bringing a cool feeling.

Fang Zhixing secretly breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that he could hold on for the time being.

He raised his head and looked around.

The sun was setting, it was probably afternoon.

What comes into view is a quaint town with the flavor of Jiangnan mountains and rivers.

But the town was dead silent, without a single person in sight.

The streets are already overgrown with weeds half a person's height, giving people an inexplicable sense of desolation.

Fang Zhixing walked and looked, and after a while, he tried to release his spiritual perception again.

This time, he succeeded.

For a moment, the entire town was reflected in his mind, sweeping past from a God's perspective.

It was confirmed that the town was uninhabited and there was not even a stray dog.

It was as if there had been a war or a plague, and all the residents had fled.

Suddenly!

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

He found a small temple outside the town with a wisp of smoke coming out of the temple.

Fang Zhixing quickened his pace and ran over.

The temple gate is crooked.

There was a gray-haired, hunchbacked old man in the yard. He was wearing coarse linen clothes and was barefoot, looking extremely shabby.

At this moment, the gray-haired old man was making a fire and cooking, with wild vegetables he had dug up in a big pot.

From this scene, one can tell at a glance that this person lives a very primitive life.

Fang Zhixing stood outside the door and knocked.

Dongdong~ The gray-haired old man was stunned at first, then turned his head suddenly.

The next second, great fear appeared on his wrinkled face, and he collapsed to the ground in fright.

"???"

Fang Zhixing was stunned for a moment, then asked, "Old man, can you understand what I am saying?"

The gray-haired old man shuddered, broke out in a cold sweat, and trembled as he asked, "Where did you, you monster, come from?"

“…”

Fang Zhixing's heart was in turmoil and he couldn't help but think of something.

The gray-haired old man seemed to suddenly remember something. He got up, ran into the temple, grabbed a rusty iron rod, and rushed out again.

He raised the iron rod, took a stance, and with a serious and nervous look, he shouted: "Monster, I used to be a 'Martial Master' master. I advise you to be sensible and leave quickly."

Seeing this, Fang Zhixing asked again: "What do I look like in your eyes?"

"How do I know what you look like?"

The gray-haired old man glared and shouted, "You are standing in the bloody fog, without revealing your figure. I can't see your appearance at all. I can only see that you have many tentacles shaking."

Fang Zhixing looked around him, but there was no bloody fog or tentacles.

"really!"

The gray-haired old man's reaction confirmed Fang Zhixing's guess.

In the eyes of the other party, Fang Zhixing was a tentacle monster, so terrifying.

Fang Zhixing asked: "What happened in this place? Why are you alone?"

The gray-haired old man shouted, "You are asking even though you know the answer. Wherever a monster like this appears, there will definitely be plague, disease, and mass death. All the people in this town have been killed by you!"

He glanced at the side of the temple and saw a mass grave with many graves.

When Fang Zhixing saw this, he vaguely understood something.

The energy emanating from him could cause considerable harm to those in the Martial Saint World.

Just like nuclear radiation! "You are a martial arts master, come, let me test your martial arts level."

Fang Zhixing made a move.

The gray-haired old man's face quickly turned ugly. He was already old, his energy and blood were declining, and he didn't have much strength left.

"You're going too far. I'm going to fight you!"

The gray-haired old man swung the iron rod and shook it. The rust on the rod quickly peeled off, emitting a rich black light.

A stick hits! Fang Zhixing opened his eyes slightly, and his whole body was on alert, and he actually felt a strong sense of danger coming.

Without any hesitation, he turned his right hand into a giant and slapped with all his strength.

Dang! The giant palm blew at the front end of the iron rod, and a circle of air waves visible to the naked eye burst out, blowing the surrounding plants to bend down.

Fang Zhixing's heart trembled. He felt pain and numbness in his right hand, which was shaking uncontrollably. He could not help but take three steps back.

At the same time, the gray-haired old man staggered and retreated repeatedly, with the iron rod in his hand shaking violently and making a buzzing sound.

But the wrinkles on the old man's face bloomed, and he laughed grimly: "It turns out that you are not very strong, you almost scared me to death."

"Not very strong..."

Fang Zhixing was speechless for a while. He was now at the peak of the Nirvana Realm. Even though his strength was suppressed because he was in the world of Martial Saints, he could still exert at least 70% to 80% of it.

Unexpectedly, an old Wuzong actually looked down on him!

Fang Zhixing chuckled and wanted to compete a few more times, but he suddenly felt a suffocating sensation and a tingling pain like needles pricking his body.

"I can't hold on any longer. I have to go."

Fang Zhixing turned around and left without any hesitation.

Seeing this, the gray-haired old man shouted, "Where are you going?"

He swung the iron rod and rushed out.

Fang Zhixing was running in front and he was chasing behind.

Fortunately, his legs were not flexible and he could not catch up with Fang Zhixing.

Returning to the alley, Fang Zhixing rushed straight towards the wall, tore open a crack and crawled in.

After a dizzying moment, Fang Zhixing rushed out of the crack and returned to the underground second floor.

He gasped for breath, like a drowning man emerging from the water.

After a while...

Fang Zhixing recovered, feeling relaxed, and all the discomfort receded like the tide.

The little girl in blue appeared again at some point and said, "Well done. You lasted for more than fifteen minutes on your first entry into the Martial Saint World. This is a very remarkable achievement."

She said decisively: "It seems that after your blood mutated, you can adapt to the environment of the Martial Saint World better than others."

Fang Zhixing asked: "Why am I a monster in the eyes of the natives?"

The little girl in blue replied, "You are constantly emitting the energy of our world. When you arrive in the Martial Saint World, it will naturally cause pollution and disturb the spirits of the natives. Naturally, they will think you are a monster."

Fang Zhixing secretly smacked his lips and sighed, "In my opinion, the Martial Saint World is finished. It's full of smoke and miasma, and the natives seem to be dying..."

(End of this chapter)