Chapter 487 Returning Home
Time flies.
For the mechanical capital Black Ring City, the destruction of a small "Ring of Strange Machinery" is not even a small splash.
Fang Xing, on the other hand, was very relaxed.
After all, the Shi family provides for his daily life, and as long as he doesn't cause trouble in real life, no one will bother him.
If he is content with being ordinary, his life can go on like this.
The only worry is probably that I can’t find any trace of the Creator.
After all, the world is so big, who knows what the other person has been reincarnated into, and whether he or she has awakened his or her memory.
The only thing that can be confirmed is that the other party is not dead yet!
This day.
In the villa, on the training ground, Fang Xing sat cross-legged, his eyes scanning the attribute panel: "Hmm...Is the secret martial arts that I envisioned to command the six divisions finally completed?"
That year, after conquering that market, he collected a lot of secrets, including those of "History" and "Darkness".
As a result, the six parts of Tantric Buddhism are no longer just prototypes, but have a skeleton and flesh and blood.
And Fang Xing even wanted to conceive a strongest Tantric martial art that would integrate the six divisions.
At this moment, a line of information on his attribute panel suddenly changed: [Six Void Skills: Mastery → Master! ]
The so-called "Six Void Skills" are naturally derived from the six martial arts of Tantric Buddhism.
Fang Xing had an attribute panel, and just by brushing up on it occasionally, his proficiency in the Six Void Skills skyrocketed, reaching the master level.
Boom!
His eyes were dazed for a moment, and an indescribable door appeared.
This door is a mixture of emerald green and withered yellow, carrying the breath of decay and life. It seems to exist outside the etheric world and can descend into the mortal world! "The Door of Immortality! Break!"
Fang Xing used the Six Void Technique and punched out.
The door to immortality was broken with a loud bang, which even caused a shock in the mortal world, and made the mysterious world know that a "living immortal" was born!
After the Gate of Immortality was shattered, pure ether surged out, bringing with it an inexplicable vitality.
"The so-called 'immortality' of the immortals seems a bit low-level... It seems that they can only live for a few hundred years. Well, compared to these ordinary people who can easily live for decades, they are indeed 'immortals'..."
Fang Xing sighed, and his consciousness escaped into the etheric realm.
After reaching the level of breaking the four limits, he can already reach the depths of the etheric realm.
If you look up slightly, you can see six bright pure lights, which are always at the highest level of the etheric world, as if they are within reach, yet seem out of reach.
"The gods of the six great paths?"
Fang Xing murmured.
He had read many secret texts and knew that there were two more levels above the rank of 'Immortal'.
They are 'angels' and 'gods'! Moreover, 'angels' cannot be cultivated, but must be recognized and promoted by a certain god! As for gods?
The six gods seem to have existed since time immemorial, and there is no way to become a god!
"The Creator..."
Fang Xing murmured.
"The Creator either reincarnates as an ordinary person, or... reincarnates as a god?"
He fell into deep thought.
Although this reincarnation technique is a bit scary, the Creator's previous realm was higher than his, and it seems that he has invested a lot in this world.
It is not impossible to reincarnate into a god with certain limitations! "If the Creator really reincarnates into a god, has He recovered His previous memories? I think it is highly unlikely that He has."
Not to mention the mystery in the womb was so powerful that Fang Xing had to rely on the golden finger to barely solve it. It was unknown how long the Creator would sleep.
If the other party really wakes up, really becomes a god, and regains his memory, he will definitely come to kill me the first time.
"Whether it is... we will know when we kill God in the future."
Fang Xing looked up at the six pure lights again and his consciousness returned to the mortal world.
…
"Master."
A few hours later, Shi Lei, who had broken the third limit and was given the "Acalanatha Body Secret" initiation by Fang Xing, walked in as a tantric master who had taught many disciples.
He held up an ordinary letter in both hands with a pious and enthusiastic look: "There is a letter for you, from 'Cui Ting City'..."
"'Cuiting City'... it's such an ancient name."
Fang Xing sighed, but he did not forget that this was the hometown of this body and many of his relatives lived there.
As far as I can remember, my original parents were employees of a geological exploration company and they often traveled around the world.
My eldest brother seems to be an ordinary civil servant, going out early and returning late to work every day.
My eldest sister worked odd jobs in an archaeological team, and it was said that the financial situation of the team was very poor.
As for my younger sister, she is still in school and should be studying high school courses now.
Fang Xing took the envelope, opened it, glanced at it, and frowned: "Huh? My sister... Fang Qiong, is about to die?"
The original person had a good relationship with this sister, and she even sent him living expenses.
"Yes……"
Shi Lei knelt on the ground respectfully: "According to Master's instructions, I have always sent people to secretly monitor and take care of us... This time, it happened very suddenly. After the archaeological team excavated an ancient tomb, they all suddenly fell seriously ill. They claimed that they were infected with ancient viruses and bacteria in the tomb... But I suspect that it was a curse spread by the ancient Beyonders in their own tombs. At present... more than half of the entire archaeological team has been killed or injured and has been isolated... Our people tried the Beyonder potion and found that it could only delay the disease, without much effect..."
As Shi Lei finished speaking, he felt more and more guilty, and his voice became much weaker.
Even though he was a tantric master who had broken the three limits and was known as the "King of the Mechanical Department" by the outside world, he dared to fight and even defeat the immortals no matter in the etheric world or the mortal world.
But in front of the Lord of Tantra, he felt that he was becoming more and more humble and insignificant... He even felt that with just one word from the Lord of Tantra, he would lose everything he had.
"I will go to 'Cui Ting City' personally and resolve all this."
Shi Lei's forehead touched the ground, and his voice trembled.
"No need. Think about it carefully... If I were still in school, I should have graduated by now, right? It's time to go back and take a look."
Fang Xing doesn't care about the authentic ones.
Although there are flying machines and steam locomotives in this world... they are obviously still at the level of experiments and toys of great nobles and businessmen.
It is still difficult for ordinary people to travel long distances.
His original family was not very wealthy, otherwise he would not have been tempted by a full scholarship and come thousands of miles to study.
"yes!"
Shi Lei let out a long breath: "Our Shi family has monopolized most of the transportation in Black Ring City, and a private aircraft will arrive soon..."
"Well, let's do it tomorrow...Remember to prepare a gift for each of my family members."
Fang Xing nodded, his eyes somewhat distant.
…
Cuiting City.
This is a small town mainly based on agriculture. It is not located on any major transportation routes and does not have any famous scenery.
Only one type of champagne produced here, called 'Cui Ting Champagne', is relatively famous.
The Fang family lives on the second floor of a cement building in the eastern district of Cuiting City.
Downstairs, in an ordinary restaurant.
Fang Xing cut a piece of steak, put it into his mouth, and the thick gravy immediately overflowed.
He nodded and took another sip of the Cuiting champagne.
The refreshing taste burst between his lips and teeth, making him feel as if he was in the forest in the early morning, sucking the sweet dew...
“It tastes good.”
After eating and drinking, Fang Xing wiped his hands with a napkin.
Beside him, Shi Lei was always there, reporting the situation: "Master... your sister is still in the isolation ward of the Orwell Hospital, and the situation is not optimistic... In addition, although your brother works in the government department, that seems to be a cover. He actually works in the Sixth Section of the Public Security Bureau, a department that specializes in dealing with extraordinary events and mysterious people... Also, your sister joined a certain interest club at Cuiting High School, which seems to be related to a secret society..."
As Shi Lei spoke, cold sweat appeared on his forehead.
He also put in a lot of effort and personally went there to investigate one by one before he discovered these clues.
"My sister is a member of an archaeological team suspected of tomb robbery and excavation, my brother works in a special department, and my sister has come into contact with a mysterious peripheral organization on campus..."
Fang Xing said slowly: "If my parents continue to use ordinary people as a cover and engage in occult research for a long time, it will be even more interesting... What is an extraordinary family? This is it..."
After telling a joke that was not at all cold, he stood up, put on a brown windbreaker and a black silk hat, and said, "Let's go... Let's go meet my sister first."
…
Orwell Hospital.
Isolation ward.
In a ward.
Fang Qiong was wearing a blue and white striped hospital gown. Her face was thin and her eyes were staring blankly at the ceiling.
On her body and face... there were dense, chilling black spots.
These spots seemed to have their own life, constantly expanding and devouring her vitality.
Fang Qiong now felt like a dried corpse, even breathing was so difficult.
"If I have the chance, I will never go to that damn cemetery ruins again..."
She was breathing heavily, her eyes full of regret.
She thought of the ruins and the nightmarish experience again.
When the exploration began, everyone in the archaeological team was very excited because, judging from the inscriptions on some funerary objects unearthed from the periphery, the tomb owner might have been a great noble from the Quranic period.
The Gulan period is more than 5,000 years old. It was an unimaginable brilliant era! But they didn't expect that after entering the real cemetery, they found nothing! Not only that, after going out, they immediately contracted a terrible virus, and fell ill and died one by one...
Fang Qiong didn't know how she had managed to hold on until now.
The strongest person in the team was obviously dead, and before he died he was not even as heavy as a child!
"But... I'm probably almost there too, right?"
Fang Qiong thought to herself.
"What are you doing?"
"This is an isolation ward, no one is allowed to enter!"
Suddenly, the nurse's shocked and angry voice came from outside.
Then, the door of the ward was opened and a figure appeared.
"You are...Axing? You came to see me? No no...get out!"
When Fang Qiong saw who was coming, her expression suddenly changed.
"Don't be afraid, I'm here to see you."
Fang Xing looked at the dark spots on Fang Qiong's body, thinking: "Is it the influence of the Dark Path?"
(End of this chapter)
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