Many people dream of being able to easily improve their cultivation. Fang Yan has now encountered such a good thing. Fang Yan's cultivation has improved rapidly in just a few days, which is equivalent to a hundred years of cultivation. If this continues, the middle stage of distraction is just around the corner, but both the dialect and the Hu Taoists are a little uneasy. It is really a bit too weird to improve like this.
The reason is that the unknown force mentioned by Fang Yan before. As time goes by, the frequency of its flashes becomes more and more frequent. Within a few days, this force appears intermittently several times. This unknown force appears intermittently. The power of name is not controlled by Fang Yan at all. Even under Fang Yan's strong suppression, it is still poured into Fang Yan's body. Even Hu Daoren, who is the body of the top-grade spiritual weapon Star Burial Robe, is not aware of it at all. , you must know that today's dialect has completely refined the star burial robe, and the same is true for the magical weapons and spirits that are connected to the mind. The weirdness of this power can be seen.
No matter how reluctant he is, Fang Yan can only accept them all with a smile. Fortunately, Fang Yan has always had a condensed soul, a firm will, and a sufficient state of mind. Even compared to the monks in the middle stage of distraction, he can't give in too much. Otherwise, with such an improvement in cultivation in just a few days, it is unknown whether inner demons have already caused trouble. Even so, Fang Yan did not dare to be careless at all. He had already activated all his spiritual consciousness and carefully scanned his body, including consciousness. Every inch of the Poseidon Soul can be touched. As a result, no matter how Fang Yan scans it, it is difficult to find anything wrong. Those powers seem to be owned by Fang Yan himself, without any barriers or even a trace of stagnation.
"Fang Yan, this is basically your own strength." Hu Daoren also noticed this situation and couldn't help but said after scanning.
"My own power?" After hearing Hu Daoren's words, Fang Yan, who was trying his best to explore the depression in his heart, suddenly had a light flash in his heart, could it be?
In the past few days, I was just worried that this strange power would cause harm to me, but I had neglected something. In an instant, Fang Yan suddenly remembered something. He had once separated a ray of consciousness from the body of the Lingxi Tongxin Lotus clone. , this power comes from the Xuanlan Domain on the other side of the Bloody Channel, and after his clone body was refined, it has been placed deep in the secret realm of Tianxing Sect and allowed to develop on its own. If this power It is perfectly reasonable that the power comes from one's own clone body. Only between one's own clone body and the main body can this kind of power exchange without any stagnation occur.
It's just that I have always heard that the main body lends power to the clone body, unless the main body is seriously injured. When have I heard about the clone body returning power to the main body? Such a majestic power can raise one's own cultivation level. After all, it saves hundreds of years of hard training. If it is really the clone of his Lingxi Tongxin Lotus, is his cultivation level at this moment already higher than his own body?
After thinking about it for a moment, Fang Yan came to a conclusion that no one would believe if he told it. However, after thinking about it carefully, Fang Yan somewhat confirmed his guess. Fang Yan knew that his clone body was different from others. The only spiritual object that inhabits it is the king-level Lingxi Tongxin Lotus. During the refining process, a slag spirit pill was integrated into it. In terms of cultivation qualifications, Fang Yan's body cannot compare to this supreme spiritual object. His clone body, coupled with the effect of the Zha Ling Dan, made his qualifications even more powerful than his original ones. Even if the part that Xi Yan took came from the same source as him, it couldn't be compared even if he thought about it.
Fang Yan still remembered that just after the refining was successful, he noticed that the aura of the clone was not weaker than his own body. Although it was outrageous to say that the clone's cultivation level exceeded that of his own body, it would really be true if it happened to his own clone. Very likely.
When Fang Yan wanted to think about it again, he suddenly paused, and the power flashed again, pouring directly into Fang Yan's body from the inexplicable void.
Even if he tried his best to block it, he couldn't stop it. In addition, with the guess he just made, Fang Yan simply stopped suppressing it this time. He just sent a warning to Daoist Hu and put all his body and mind into this power. middle.
Carefully sensing the power rushing into his body, it was extremely friendly and no different from his own strength. It was basically a part of him. Fang Yan's feeling, which was less scrupulous, immediately changed a lot, and he also changed his previous guesses. A little more certain.
As time passed day by day, the movement of that power became more and more frequent. After a few days, Fang Yan was no longer worried about whether the source of this power was his own spiritual clone.
"Fang Yan, if this continues, and if it happens a few more times, I'm afraid we'll have to face the mid-term lightning disaster of the clone." It can also be clearly understood.Taoist Hu, who sensed the rapid improvement in dialect skills, reminded him.
"We'll see in a few days." Fang Yan nodded and said, then calmed down in his cultivation again. It was really the power coming from the clone body. With such a sudden improvement, Fang Yan still needed time to adapt.
The contraction of the bloody vortex gradually slowed down, and the bloody passage was about to open again. The monks from all walks of life who had previously gathered on Lixuan Star had already begun to leave. Just like in the past, there were several escaping lights at the front. They must be powerful people. , and many other escaping lights followed, stretching for tens of millions of miles.
Fang Yan, who originally planned to stick to Li Xuan Star, was also in the long line at this moment, heading towards the bloody passage. With Fang Yan's strength, although he was only in the early stage of distraction, he had already killed more than one monk in the middle stage of distraction. , among these monks who rushed to the Bloody Channel to return to the Xuanlan Domain, it cannot be said that there are no existences that are better than Fangyan, but the number is definitely not very large, but Fangyan has no intention of being public at all, but instead restrained his aura and mingled among the crowd. , urging the figure slowly.
If there is an old friend nearby who can sense the aura of the dialect, he will definitely be surprised. The aura revealed by the dialect, which has only been promoted to distraction for only a hundred years, is not much different from the peak of the early stage of distraction. If you can look more carefully, you can still see it. You will find that Fang Yanfei Dun is still activating the exercises at this moment, but he is not practicing, but trying his best to suppress his own cultivation.
Not long after, Fang Yan followed the others and fell outside the bloody whirlpool. He watched as a few rays of light flashed out first and flashed in along the gap of the long bloody tail, just like the successor of the War Emperor and the Bone Emperor.
Fang Yan didn't move in a hurry. After waiting for a few more hours, he suddenly stood up and sighed: "Wu Wentian, I have to be sorry for you this time. Brother Cang, maybe Fang Yan also has to break the appointment." Ą±
As he spoke, Fang Yan jumped into the long tail of the bloody whirlpool.
Back then, with the cultivation level of Nascent Soul, he joined forces with Taoist Hu to pass through the bloody whirlpool and enter the passage in the center. Now Fang Yan's cultivation level is a hundred times more than that of back then, and it is naturally much easier. This time Fang Yan recognized the The runes shining on the bloody barrier seemed to be somewhat similar to the runes of the Witch Clan, but Fang Yan had no intention of exploring these mysterious runes at the moment. With the opening of the bloody passage, the majestic power surged toward the At this moment, Fang Yan was using all his strength to activate his skills to suppress his own cultivation.
It wasn't until he reached the entrance of the passage and was attacked by the long bloody chain that Fang Yan took action to destroy the long chain. Many monks around him were slightly startled when they saw Fang Yan's understatement, and they all thought about which senior master this belonged to. At that time, Fang Yan had already urged his body to escape into the bloody passage behind the portal.
Just after crossing the portal, Fang Yan sent a message to Hu Taoist: "Everything is left to you. I must suppress it with all my strength. Otherwise, if we really encounter a thunder disaster in this big passage, it would be better to be in the world of cultivation." , at least there you donĄŻt have to worry about accidentally falling into the unknown void.Ą±
"Don't worry." Compared with the last time, Hu Daoren was much more confident. As soon as his dialect fell, Hu Daoren said with full confidence.