Projection of the Heavens

"Huh? How come?"

Xinhuo's heart jumped, and he was very surprised.

That majestic and magnificent palace has a faint appearance, it is cast like immortal gold, and its texture is just like it. It seems that it is not imagined, but has the true nature of its existence!

Different from the Huoji Palace, but it is equally vast and more magnificent.

The legal principles are different, but they have the same charm!

Even under the vast and continuous palace group, there is a gigantic Tianzhou looming!

This is not something that can be imagined out of thin air!

boom!

At this moment, a deafening loud noise exploded in the vast sea of ​​consciousness.

The light and shadow shattered in an instant, and in the midst of the swirling sky, Fu Shuang only felt that the soul came out of the flesh, and came into contact with the ubiquitous spiritual energy, the Tao of heaven and earth!

"The soul is out of the body!"

Xin Huo stared at the Fushang soul in front of him, whose height was the same as his, and widened his eyes.

boom!

Almost at the same time, Zhong Yue's body, who was sitting cross-legged, also shook at the same time, and his soul came out of his body!

The three finger-sized souls stared at them with big eyes.

"The soul is out of the body!"

The Zhongshan Clan's youth was both surprised and delighted, and couldn't help screaming in the sky, but he forgot that he was the body of the soul and had not yet mastered the skills of the soul's voice.

In the eyes of outsiders, it was just a roar from Yangtian.

Fu Shang was calm, and felt the different connection between the soul and the physical body.

Although he is only one of the countless numbers of Jingzhao divided by a drop of blood from Gu Shaoshang, he does not have the realm, cultivation, and essence of the deity, but he will not be surprised by this small breakthrough.

huh~

The next moment, the mind moved, the soul returned to the body, and the flesh opened his eyes.

"Imagination Realm, Out of Orifice Realm, Soul Sacrifice Realm! These are the three realms of mortals. Only those who break through the spirit sacrifice can be trained to practice Qi. This achievement is also worth shouting.

Xin Huo also came back to his senses and glared at Zhong Yue: "You still haven't returned to your physical body?!"

Zhong Yue smiled embarrassingly, and his soul returned to his body.

Although he has practiced for five or six years, his practice is so poor that he can't even compare to the picture engraving of the Huo Ji Palace Sui Emperor's visualization.

This made him happy and shocked.

The difference between the different exercises is really huge.

"Oops, too much mental drain."

As soon as he returned to his physical body, Zhong Yue let out a bad cry.

The idea of ​​​​practice and insight consumes too much of the body and spirit, and the boundless sleepiness is like a tidal wave.

"Your soul is still very weak now, you can't even sacrifice your soul, and your cultivation consumes too much."

Xinhuo shook his head slightly.

Compared with Fu Hua, this Zhong Shan Clan's youth is obviously quite different.

"Is it such an easy thing to do to sacrifice the soul?"

Zhong Yue resisted the desire to fall asleep and communicated with Xin Huo.

The boy who forcibly ripped off his clothes was still beside him, so he couldn't fall asleep now.

huh~

As soon as his thought came up, he heard the whistling of the wind, and the next moment, he felt a movement of his neck, and his eyes darkened, and he fainted.

"It's miserable! Innocence is not guaranteed!"

Before fainting, Zhong Yue suddenly had an extremely sad and angry thought.

puff~

Zhong Shan's boy rolled his eyes and fell into the dust.

clap~~

Fushang clapped his hands, shook his head and said, "The foundation is too thin, I still need to recover my spirits, and I still need a big sleep."

Before the cultivation has reached the level of qi training, all the loss is the body and soul. If there is not enough rest or nourishment, it is easy to train yourself to death.

Although he still has a limited understanding of the practice of this world, this point is the same.

For example, Zhong Yue at this time has lost weight visibly to the naked eye.

"You seem to be getting smaller?"

Xinhuo was not surprised that the Fushang knocked out Zhong Yue, but looked at the Fushang with great surprise.

The previous ambush was about fourteen or fifteen years old, but now it looks a little smaller.

"You are blinded."

Fushang made a perfunctory sentence.

Although his body was transformed by the blood of the deity, the proportion of Nai He was too small, and it shrank a few inches after just one visualization.

This is also the reason why he stopped thinking about it before.

If he visualized it a few more times, his body would undoubtedly shrink. If he practiced a few more times, it would not be impossible for him to become a three-inch cube like a fire.

In the final analysis, Gu Shaoshang differentiated his avatars into different cultivation paths, in order to send many avatars into one side of time and space in the most secretive way.

It is impossible to make an avatar how powerful.

It is also an invasion. A particle of dust falling into one world is naturally different from a planet falling into it.

Without the strength to push the invincible hand across the world, Gu Shaoshang would naturally not be so high-profile.

Therefore, the ambushes at this time are really a little bit stronger than the Zhong Yue at this time.

All incarnations are no better than his situation, and there are not a few who are even wiped out in time and space.

"Yes?"

Xinhuo glanced at him suspiciously, and always felt something was wrong: Could it be that I've been sleeping for too long and my old eyes are dizzy?

"This magic fog, I don't know when it will dissipate."

Fushang calmly changed the subject and looked beyond the magic fog.

At this time, he is only a mortal body, and naturally he can't see through the magic fog, but he can also feel the strange aura in it.

That is the resentment that is born after the death of some creatures.

The resentment here is so strong, there are not a few creatures who die here.

"It's just the corpses of some low-level gods and demons."

Xiao Huo Miao was really distracted, and he talked endlessly about the secrets of some gods and demons.

Fushang listened quietly, holding two sentences from time to time to give out more information.

During the question and answer between the two, Fu Shang already had a general understanding of this world.

This is a great era when gods and demons are running all over the place, Fuxi is the emperor of heaven, and there are even more tyrannical existences in the dark.

Of course, this was what he had learned from his own mouth and he had calculated it, and he would be skeptical about it.

After all, this little flame seems to have been dormant for hundreds of thousands of years.

There's a good chance that information has gone off the rails.

However, the place where he can obtain information at this time is only a small flame, and naturally it is impossible to pick and choose.

"Uh......."

After a long time, when the black fog slowly receded, the Zhong Shan clan's youth slowly woke up and turned around.

"Ambush!"

He jumped up angrily, ready to rush up.

"You can't beat me."

Fushang sat cross-legged, looked up at him, and told the truth.

The Zhongshan Clan's youth turned a deaf ear, rushed up angrily, waved his fists, and rushed away like a bull.

huh~

Suddenly, the airflow whistled.

The air current in the land of Zhang Xu shook, and the Zhongshan Clan's boy fell to the ground.

"Your soul is not strong enough, and your body is so-so... It's good for you to sleep."

Fushang Shi Shiran stood up and said lightly, "Do you feel your mind is clear now?"

"Yep?"

Zhong Yue's anger subsided, and he felt it slightly, only to feel that it was indeed as Gu Shaoshang said, and his mind was very clear.

Involuntarily stopped struggling.

"Get up."

The ambush reached out and pulled the Zhongshan clan's boy up.

Zhong Yue reached out and touched his back buttocks, his face became much better-looking, pinched his nose and thanked: "Then thank you Senior Brother Fu."

"The magic fog has dissipated, and it's time to go out."

Fushang nodded, handed the copper lamp in his hand to Zhong Yue, looked up at the cliff several dozen feet high, and said.

"Senior Brother Fu......"

Zhong Yue took the copper lamp and was slightly startled.

The method of teaching Xinhuo is far more powerful than Jianmen, which shows that it is a spiritual treasure.

This hateful young man who ripped off his clothes, but took the initiative to give it to himself?

"Let's go."

Fu injured his body up and down together, jumping up the cliff.

Zhong Yue returned to his senses, hung the copper lamp on his chest, and jumped on it.

"The dignified Fuxi God Clan can't fly!"

In the copper lamp, Xinhuo watched the two people jumping together like two big horse monkeys, and couldn't help but complain.

This is the worst Fuxi Protoss he has ever seen, it's just irritating.

It's like an ordinary person walking on the road and seeing two people not walking, lying on the ground and squirming.

"My human race is weak, it can be said to be the humblest race among the ten thousand races, and it is not a **** race, so what's strange about not being able to fly?"

Zhong Yue couldn't help but reply.

Xinhuo always said that he was of the blood of the Fuxi tribe, but he didn't really believe it.

Because in today's great wasteland, the human race is the most inferior race, and it is used as a ration by people.

"Humble?"

The fire immediately exploded: "Fuxi's bloodline is so noble, how can it be low?!"

"Human, when are you humble?"

Fushang also stopped in his footsteps, turned his head on the cliff, and looked down at Zhong Yue: "The human race stands in all worlds, captures the spirit of heaven and earth, and is never humble!"

With a cold voice, he rolled over and climbed up the cliff.

I can see that the mountains and rivers are ups and downs, the dangerous peaks towering into the clouds are one after another, and the trees are full of lush greenery.

There is absolutely no strange atmosphere of the forest that was shrouded in the magic fog.

Not long after, Zhong Yue also turned over on the cliff, glanced at the wound, and said, "In today's great wasteland, there are thousands of races, and my human race is the weakest among them..."

"That was before, not in the future."

Fushang glanced at Zhong Yue.

Since the birth of Taiyi, the human race has radiated all worlds, and the luck is boundless and huge.

No matter what kind of world it is, what kind of trough, there will be a supreme existence that will reverse all this.

Faintly, Fushang felt that this world might be Zhongyue.

"Well, not anymore."

Zhong Yue touched the copper lamp on his chest and nodded heavily.

............

On top of a mountain, he sat cross-legged, looking at Zhong Yue, who disappeared in a short while in the distance, and slowly closed his eyes.

Zhong Yue was a disciple of the outer sect of the Great Wilderness Sword Sect, and it was his intention to return to the sect.

But he is not, and naturally there is no reason to go with him.

Although, by his means, it was very simple to conceal his cultivation and join Jianmen, but it was not necessary.

He didn't pay much attention to the so-called classics and secrets resources in Jianmen.

In particular, he knew from Zhong Yue's mouth that the contradictions between the underprivileged and the famous disciples in Jianmen, as well as the complicated situation in the Great Wilderness.

He went even more reluctantly.

Does he lack the practice of secrets?

Of course not?

Does he need to get resources for the saddle?

Of course not!

Backed by the Great Wilderness and Hundred Thousand Mountains~www.wuxiaspot.com~ What resources are there?

Therefore, he had no intention of joining any forces at all.

Unless it is dominated by him!

"The acquisition of source power cannot be urgent..."

Fu sadly muttered to himself.

When he came to this world, his main purpose was naturally to obtain source power, but to obtain source power, he had to ensure his own safety.

With this cultivation base at this time, I want to obtain source power, but it is a fool's dream.

Naturally, it is to find a place, based on some secret cultivation methods passed down by Xinhuo, to accommodate the memories that are gradually recovered with cultivation, and to embark on the path of cultivation.

"Now, the main thing is to practice..."

While thinking in his heart, Fushang slowly closed his eyes and wanted to visualize the map of Shenting Town again.