Projection of the Heavens

"what?"

Fang Han suddenly woke up, and his eyes were filled with purple meaning.

In a trance, he seemed to see a boundless and mighty sacred portal in the endless purple air, and within that portal, a looming figure flickered past.

However, this only happened in an instant.

In just an instant, the purple energy that filled his mind slowly condensed and turned into a strange being whose face he couldn't see clearly.

That existence is erratic like air, flowing like water, it seems to be human, but it doesn't seem to be.

"There is such a thing in that purple light, he came to my mind?"

Fang Han's heart exploded, and he couldn't help turning over and sitting up.

He was only a thirteen or fourteen-year-old servant at this time, and he had only been in martial arts for a day or two. He had never seen such a miraculous thing before.

buzzing~~~

In the flow of purple intent, Gu Shaoshang slowly opened his eyes:

"Fang Han..."

Between the flow of divine will, Gu Shaoshang pondered the information about the gate of eternal life.

The gate of immortality is extremely high-level, and the big world derived from it is also extremely tyrannical. The three thousand avenues are independent of the endless infinite multiverse.

The tyrannical existence born within it is unknown, because of the particularity of the gate of eternal life, not to mention Daluo, it is Hunyuan, and it is almost impossible to escape.

Since the endless years, the number of strong people in this big world has made Gu Shaoshang a little concerned.

Therefore, Gu Shaoshang decisively chose Fang Han, the son of destiny who possessed himself in this world.

At least, before he triggered Dao Jie.

"Who's in my head?"

Fang Han was a little flustered and almost called out.

Is this a **** or a ghost?

"I can help you."

In the flow of purple meaning, Gu Shaoshang spoke lightly, and the invisible force smoothed out the worry in Fang Han's heart.

For the time being, he has no intention of jumping out and calculating with the old antiques in this world. Fang Han is equivalent to his way of understanding the great world of the gate of immortality.

"help me?"

Fang Han only felt the fear in his heart disappear for no reason. He became calm and asked:

"How can you help me?"

Under the comfort of Gu Shaoshang's divine will, Fang Han regained his composure, and his mind became alive.

Thinking of the words book I had read, I thought that I had obtained the legendary adventure.

"Help you get rid of the status of a servant, help you practice, anything you want to do, I can help you."

Gu Shaoshang said calmly:

"In return, you need to do something for me."

Gu Shaoshang has a lot of experience in dealing with the son of destiny like Fang Han.

It is absolutely unacceptable to unilaterally give favor without repaying it.

Trading is the best way.

Of course, the more important point is that Gu Shaoshang doesn't feel that he needs to please Fang Han, even if he is the son of destiny in this world.

"anything?"

Fang Han was amazed at first, and then asked cautiously, "What do you need me to do?"

Fang Han was quite vigilant about this unknown existence that suddenly appeared in his mind.

"It's too early to tell."

Gu Shaoshang didn't say much, his eyes moved slightly, and Zi Qi merged into Fang Han's soul.

Oneself, then disappeared into the purple meaning.

After comprehending the gate of immortality for so long, he certainly did not gain anything.

Fang Han's identity could not be concealed from many giants in this world, and of course he could not be concealed from him.

The artifact spirit of the Gate of Eternal Life, the supreme existence that once dominated this world for three thousand years, was damaged after the collision between the main temple and the Gate of Eternal Life, and fell to the lower realm.

Around him, I don't know how many powerful people are watching.

Ding!

Fang Han was in awe when he suddenly saw a purple curtain falling in front of his eyes:

【Name: Fang Han】

[Status: Fatigue]

【Repair: None】

[Martial arts: Songhe Wanshou Boxing (not yet entry)]

[Original power: 0 points]

As this panel unfolded, Fang Han naturally understood the meaning of this panel.

This panel shows its own status.

The source power is to use this strange existence in his mind to deduce the martial arts for himself and improve his cultivation.

The source of the source power requires all kinds of heaven and earth treasures and magic tricks.

"exchange........"

Fang Han breathed a sigh of relief.

If this strange existence immediately gave many benefits, he would be apprehensive, knowing that he had to pay the price, but heaving a sigh of relief.

The human heart is so wonderful.

"How to obtain this source power?"

Fang Han was a little curious, and he touched the bed, the floor, and the wall, but nothing was shown.

And it wasn't until I walked out of the door and touched a big tree for tying horses outside the stable that I heard a sound:

[One hundred and thirty-six years old poplar...Converted 1.3 points of source power......Is it converted? 】

"Finally there is a response!"

Fang Han was overjoyed, but as he agreed, a change that made him jaw-dropping happened.

As if the years had accelerated thousands of times in front of him, the big tree had undergone a change that shocked him.

The mottled bark fell off, the leafy trunk swayed, and the roots buried deep in the earth all retracted.

In the blink of an eye, that hundred-year-old tree turned into a seed in Fang Han's shocked eyes!

The vitality that it had accumulated for hundreds of years has all disappeared!

In Fang Han's mind, Gu Shaoshang shook his head slightly:

"It's still a waste to convert the source power, but it's still one point worse than the Mirror of the Heavens..."

He has obtained the mirrors of the heavens until now, and he has a very deep understanding of the operation of the mirrors, such as the shuttle of the heavens, the projection of the heavens, the acquisition of source power, etc.

However, it is still one point worse than the Mirror of the Heavens.

Don't underestimate the difference of one point, a small difference can be a thousand miles away, and sometimes a difference of one point can determine life and death.

Gu Shaoshang was a little dissatisfied with this.

But I also know that it is difficult to get closer in a short time.

Howling!

In the stable, the white horse neighed with a long neigh, and was greatly frightened.

And with the long neigh of the white horse.

Among the rows of stables, hundreds of horses roared in unison, the sound boiling and clamoring, instantly piercing the night sky.

"not good!"

Fang Han was not surprised, and hurried back to the house.

Then, pretending to be awakened, he hurriedly messed up his clothes and ran out. Seeing other handymen running out, he was the first to ask:

"what happened?"

"I don't know! What are these horses crazy about?"

The servant also looked terrified, and shook his head quickly after hearing the words.

"what happened?"

"what happened?"

Next to the other stables, there were also servants running out one after another, looking terrified.

If something happened to the horse, they would all be beaten to death!

"You bastards! Soothe the horses soon!"

Not long after, a thunderous shout cut through the night sky, and several big men jumped onto the roof. After looking around, they shouted and cursed.

All the talents rushed to appease their horses.

soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Only the white horse that Fang Han was feeding saw Fang Han walking in, and it screamed in fright.

"Don't call!"

Fang Han grabbed the reins, so as not to be pulled over.

He hugged the horse's head and stopped the white horse from screaming.

[A three-year-old white horse can convert 0.8 points of source power]

Looking at the white horse that was as stiff as a stone after being touched by him, and the sound of the prompt, Fang Han was sweating coldly.

After a long time, the chaos subsided.

Those nursing homes searched for a long time, but they returned without finding anything.

Only some servants who were like Fang Han seemed to feel any changes.

But I didn't expect that the disappearance of a tree had disturbed the horses.

"Be careful in the future, this time it was seen by a horse, if it was seen by someone..."

Fang Han, who returned to the house, was alert.

"Now, I want to see what this source power does."

Immediately, Fang Han glanced at the panel excitedly, thinking in his heart:

"Improve the cultivation base, improve the cultivation base!"

hum~

Fang Han only felt a heat on his body, and a hot stream of heat flowed down from his eyebrows, covering his limbs and bones.

The fatigue of the day was swept away, and the thin body seemed to have become stronger. Under the dark green servant, the outline of the muscles also appeared.

The pale complexion that had been sleep-deprived for a long time also regained its blood color.

For the first time, Fang Han felt the power!

"Health!"

Looking at the improved cultivation base on the panel and feeling the changes in his body, Fang Han felt like a flame suddenly ignited in his heart.

The realm of health preservation, although it is the first level of the realm of the physical body, is nothing to anyone.

But for Fang Han, it seemed like he saw a glimmer of light.

He couldn't help but feel a little grateful for the existence in his mind.

No matter what purpose he came for, he actually gained benefits and power by going there!

I'd rather be a beggar than a slave!

In the dim room, Fang Han couldn't help clenching his fists.

..........

In the following days, Fang Han would get up every morning, and after preparing feed for the white horse, he secretly went to the backyard to learn martial arts.

Occasionally, he would go out and look for some trees that were more than a hundred years old to convert the source power.

In just one month, he has undergone tremendous changes!

Boom!

The water is mighty~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The waves hit the shore!

Stretching for thousands of miles, the Longyuan River rolled like a long dragon, and the rising water vapor could wet clothes more than ten meters away.

At this time, on the rolling river, Fang Han was naked, his golden and iron body with clear water chestnuts, exuding the power of a blue dragon.

He stood on the water, the water was no more than his knees, let the waves roll in, but his body moved with the waves like a boat, and he never fell into the river.

"Standing on the water is more expensive than my Songhe Longevity Fist! If it wasn't for the support of the source, I wouldn't be able to practice like this!"

Fang Han stood in the water, his body swayed, and his feet seemed to be rooting.

If someone observes it, they can see that its ten thumbs are constantly vibrating, setting off undercurrents.

I don't know how long it took, Fang Han's strength was about to be exhausted, and he waded to the shore.

"Now, I have cultivated the ninth level of the physical body, and I am psychic. I am only one step away from becoming a divine transformation! In half a month, it is not impossible to achieve a divine transformation!"

Fang Han sat cross-legged, and Mo Ruolang stared: "Although the world cannot be invaded, the Dali Dynasty can come and go freely! But there is no need to hibernate in this Fangfu as a slave!"

"what?"

Suddenly, he turned his eyes and saw a charred corpse flowing down the river.

"It's not a thunderbolt, it's a magical power! There has been no wind or rain in the past few days, this person must have been killed by a magical power! And in this area of ​​a thousand miles, the only possible existence of a mysterious cultivator of magical powers is the eldest lady of the Fang family. The genius of Ascension Sect, Fang Qingxue!"

"However, this has nothing to do with me, don't have to go into this muddy water!"

Fang Han glanced at it, and only roughly thought of the cause and effect.

Immediately, he was not in the mood to stay here. With a flick of his spine, he jumped out more than ten feet, and disappeared by the river after a few ups and downs.

In the river, the charred corpse suddenly opened its eyes:

"........."