Chapter 411: Heart of Space and Teleportation (Subscription Request)
"The second secret pattern... the effect it activates is 'Flame World'? I'm afraid this move can seriously injure me..."
Fang Xing's eyes were dark: "Good baby, it really is a good baby... The water in this world is really too deep."
The disciple named Song looked ordinary, but the soul treasure in his hand was so terrifying.
He was now glad that he did not provoke a strong person like Senior Sister Ning.
The reason is simple.
Junior Brother Song has a treasure of the soul in his hand, so it is impossible for Senior Sister Ning not to have one.
And... the power that was aroused was enough to cause him to be seriously injured and even to risk his death! He didn't know that the treasure of the Yuanshen realm was a real treasure for ordinary cultivators! Although that Junior Brother Song's cultivation was average, his ancestors were once rich and had a great cultivator of the seventh level of the Yuanshen realm, so they passed down this "Heart Flame Battle Sword" as a family heirloom.
Now that Junior Brother Song is dead and the inherited treasure is lost... a big family in the outside world may fall apart.
…
One month passed quickly.
When Fang Xing calms down and doesn't cause trouble, no one can track him down.
After a month, those disciples who came for the trial were either buried in the secret realm or returned triumphantly, and the secret realm returned to its original tranquility.
“Roar!”
Fang Xing circled in the air and landed on his own Black Mountain. He glanced around and couldn't help but feel satisfied.
There is no natural treasure in his place, and those disciples of the Seven Killing Demon Palace have nothing better to do than to come here and cause trouble.
However, the orchard of the old white ape now looked as horrible as if a tornado had passed through it.
He flew over to the old white ape and saw him crying while holding an empty stone wine jar: "My Hundred Fruit Wine... Those damned people not only destroyed my orchard, but also dug up my wine cellar..."
"That's enough, Old Sun... it's good enough that I can save my life. After all, didn't you say that I still have 20 years to enjoy myself? Fruit trees can grow again, and fruit wine can be brewed again..."
Fang Xing said comfortingly.
"That's right... I'm almost used to it anyway."
The old white ape wiped his tears and muttered, "I took a look... The black wind python in the West Mountain was also killed, and even its gallbladder was cut open. It was so miserable... There were also the Golden Wind Lord and the Green Water Demon..."
It kept on chattering, saying the names of many monsters.
In fact, Fang Xing knew that more monsters had died than this.
However, in the next twenty years, more great monsters will be born one after another. After all, with the Emperor's fluid continuously watering and nourishing them, in this secret realm, all the treasures of heaven and earth and the monsters will thrive.
"Twenty years... continue to comprehend the laws of space."
Fang Xing's eyes darkened as he made a decision.
…
Spring goes and autumn comes.
On top of Black Mountain.
A black dragon was holding a jar of wine and drinking from it.
"Cool!"
Fang Xing threw the wine jar away and burped: "I, the Lord of Black Mountain... unexpectedly got the nickname 'Old Black Mountain Demon' among those little demons. I am speechless. Am I really old?"
However, the world of monsters has undergone a major reshuffle, and many big monsters have died. The remaining big monsters have indeed become old veterans.
Of course, I still can't compare with the old white ape.
In the eyes of the little demons outside, Black Dragon is indeed an 'old demon', but he is a deadbeat. Apart from eating, he likes to hide in the cave and sleep...
Fang Xing finished drinking the Hundred Fruit Wine and smacked his lips: "Old Sun's cooking skills have improved..."
He sighed and went back to his cave to sleep.
As for its size, it has been fixed at about 25 meters in length. It seems that it will not be able to grow unless it breaks through to a higher realm.
He lay on the ground, his pupils closed, and began to comprehend the laws again.
Fang Xing's consciousness was in harmony with all things, and he felt the subtle fluctuations in the void.
"The Illusionary Layer... there are a total of sixty-nine structures, and I have finally comprehended the last one... Counting the previous eighteen years, this has been nearly forty years, right?"
"As expected, the laws of space are very difficult... I have observed the origin of space, and it will take nearly forty years before I can advance to the third stage and break through to the 'mastery level'..."
Just as he was comprehending, the last spatial structure of the illusory layer finally unveiled its mysterious veil.
At this moment, a new line of information appeared on the property panel:
[Space Law: Proficient → Mastery! ]
[Space Law: 1/20000 (Mastery)]
…
"If I can gain this kind of understanding of the law, this journey through time will not be in vain."
"Thirty-eight years have passed in the blink of an eye... In the world of immortal cultivation, it is only a dozen days. This is a supreme opportunity..."
Wisps of silver light flashed in Fang Xing's vertical pupils.
If you look closely, you will find that the silver light is composed of countless tiny runes, each of which has a three-dimensional spatial structure, describing the mystery of space.
It continued to go deeper and deeper until it reached the heart of the black dragon.
"Once you have reached the third stage of your comprehension of the laws of space, you can condense the 'heart of space'! From now on, you can perceive the fluctuations of space more clearly... and you can also condense the power of the laws of space."
"As a higher-level law, the power of space rules is more terrifying than the power of fire rules. It should be able to easily split the void and even exile..."
"Of course, the biggest benefit is that we can use the power of space rules to make better use of the void."
Looking back at himself now, Fang Xing always feels that he used the power of rules too roughly.
The power of rules is better at leveraging laws, creating and evolving at the same time...
It's not just about destruction!
At this moment, Fang Xing's consciousness, carrying the silver-white power of space rules, suddenly broke into the Taixu layer.
It even came to the Taixu layer, a layer of chaotic and confusing space structure.
——Illusionary layer!
"Spatial disorder... can be corrected by the power of spatial rules."
As Fang Xing's mind moved, wisps of silver light flickered, and the illusory layer centered on his consciousness seemed to become stable.
At the same time, his sight quickly rose, and he seemed to see the entire "Ten Thousand Demon Realm"! Even the figure of the black dragon became a little illusory, as if it would disappear in the next moment.
“Teleport!”
"This is the real teleportation technique!"
Fang Xing's eyes lit up: "The real teleportation technique must rely on the Illusionary Layer! Use the power of space rules to stabilize the Illusionary Layer... Then activate positioning, take a step out of the Illusionary Layer, and the outside world can teleport billions of miles away!"
This is completely different from the cultivator's Nascent Soul using the Taixu layer to teleport, which is often only a child's play of teleporting hundreds or thousands of feet at a time.
Not to mention that one is a spirit and the other is the real body, the difficulty is hugely different.
Even in terms of distance, the difference is beyond reason.
"The distance of teleportation... is based on the distance I can currently reach in the Illusionary Layer... In other words, the distance I can teleport to is based on the maximum distance I can sense in the Illusionary Layer..."
"If we calculate based on a Nascent Soul cultivator, the Nascent Soul consciousness in the material world is hundreds of miles... and in the Illusionary World, after the chaos stabilizes, moving one mile... is roughly equivalent to moving one trillion miles in the material world?"
"Sure enough, this is true teleportation... A slight movement is a distance measured in light years... But the farther the distance, the more vague the sense, and the possibility of teleporting to a dangerous place is greatly increased."
Fang Xing's consciousness resides in the illusory layer, silently observing the world of demons.
From this higher-dimensional perspective, the size of the demon world can be easily observed.
This is an irregular continent about three million miles wide and eight million miles long, with many huge lakes and oceans...
"With my current teleportation ability, I can reach any place in the Monster Realm at will..."
Fang Xing could even sense that there was a tight 'net' at the outermost edge of this small world! "If you use the space escape technique of the Taixu layer, such as the Yuanying teleportation, you will definitely not be able to get out... This Ten Thousand Demons World is obviously the wealth of the Seven Killing Demon Palace, with seals and prohibitions on the sky..."
"But I should be able to escape with the help of the teleportation technique of the Illusionary Layer..."
Fang Xing was a little moved at first, but he quickly controlled himself.
"No... Although I am confident that a cultivator in the Yuanshen realm should not be able to catch me... But the Taoist Qi Sha is a powerful person in the Tianxian realm... He is suspected to be a creator-like existence, so it is not too much to pay attention to him."
"Let's stick with the original plan. It's almost time for the next demon invasion anyway."
The original plan, of course, was to use secret techniques to control a disciple as a slave, and then disguise him as a subdued pet, and follow the disciples of the Seven Killing Demon Palace out openly.
This was the inspiration Fang Xing got from seeing Senior Sister Ning tame Xiao Huang last time.
For this reason, the secret book of "Wan Xin" has been distracted in the past few decades.
He glanced at the attribute panel: [Ten Thousand Hearts: 3/400 (Master)]
"This is a master-level soul-controlling technique. As long as it is not seen by Taoist Qi Sha, it shouldn't be a problem..."
"Even if I fail, I can still use teleportation to escape!"
"Now everything is ready, we are just waiting for the extraterritorial demons to invade again..."
…
A few days later.
Next to the orchard.
Fang Xing shrank in size, holding a specially made wooden cup: "Old Sun, your winemaking skills are getting better and better..."
The white ape ate the peach in his hand and stared blankly at the fruit forest: "Another twenty years..."
"Yes, a catastrophe that occurs every twenty years..."
Fang Xing looked around and found a crow the size of a millstone and a large white-scaled snake.
These are the two most outstanding monsters in the vicinity in the past twenty years, and they have grown into the great monster stage.
"Grandpa White Ape, Master Black Mountain..."
A childlike voice came out from the crow's mouth.
Fang Xing's face twitched and he continued to watch the white ape taking advantage of his age.
After the two big monsters left, he looked at the old white ape and said, "Why didn't you get them to agree to take action? Are you relying on me?"
The old white ape shook his head: "It's worth it for me to live for more than a hundred years... If I don't escape this time, I will live and die with the Hundred Fruit Forest!"
"Then forget it...God will help demons only if they help themselves. If God doesn't help, I will help."
Fang Xing flicked his tail and strung up a few jars of fine wine: "As long as you practice the skills I taught you over the years, you will have no problem hiding yourself. Just don't protect other monsters... Otherwise, there will be an unexpected disaster. Remember this!"
As he finished speaking, his figure disappeared...
(End of this chapter)
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