Chapter 196

Fang Xingjian took a silver fox, a banshee's howl, and three hundred magic beans and left Coster City. He has already tried the magic beans, and three a day can almost make up for the consumption of his cultivation, enough for him to use before the state election.

So he wore an ordinary short shirt, kept his feet on the ground, and walked fast all the way. In just over half an hour, he came to the deep mountains and jungles.

Far away from the crowd, away from gunpowder smoke, away from all kinds of mortals, Fang Xingjian pursues absolute tranquility, in order to feel the inspiration in his heart.

At the beginning, there was no one to cook, no one to do laundry, no clean room, bright lights, Fang Xingjian was not used to it.

But he can only walk alone in the mountains and forests, feeling the humidity all over the sky, the muddy ground, and the messy woods, step by step, his body is learning swordsmanship by himself, and his mind is grasping that. A hint of inspiration from heaven and man.

When he was hungry, he ate magic beans, when he was thirsty, he looked for water to drink, and when he was tired, he sat down to rest. Sometimes he looked up at the sky, sometimes at the valleys and rivers, and sometimes at the mountains in the distance.

Gradually, from the uncomfortable, uncomfortable, and messy feeling when he first came to the woods, he began to have a quiet, peaceful, and fresh feeling.

A beard began to grow on his face, his untrimmed hair was full of dust and split ends, his clothes became more and more tattered, and he looked more and more dirty, but his heart became more and more pure.

All kinds of things that had been messed up in the city were gradually brushed away from his heart like dust.

He felt that his body became more and more peaceful, as if the surrounding nature gradually merged together.

He listened to the sound of the wind, and he could feel insects crawling a few meters below the ground.

He could hear birds nesting in trees more than ten meters above his head.

He could feel the flowers and plants tens of meters away swaying with the wind.

He could feel a small stream emitting abundant water vapor hundreds of meters away.

The world seemed to become clearer in front of him, and there seemed to be many more voices in his ears, telling him the secrets of this world, but they were always vague, and it was only a little bit away before they could truly understand. understand.

So he continued heading north, the shoes under his feet became tattered, he simply walked barefoot, his feet were like metal iron pillars, the trees were broken, the grass and stones were crushed, and nothing could Make your mark on it.

Before he knew it, he came to a big river. Looking at the big river flowing like the Yangtze River, Fang Xingjian walked up it without stopping at all.

The legs that were connected into an afterimage slid across the river at a high speed. He seemed to be walking, but in fact his speed was as fast as the limit. Because of the fast enough speed, the tension of the river directly lifted him up, allowing him to Walking directly on the waves, following the rows of waves, they directly crossed the big river and walked to the other side of the river.

On the ferry boat on the shore, countless people exclaimed, and the old man who rowed the boat knelt down and shouted: "It's the water god, it's the water god!"

"Water god bless you!"

"Has the water god appeared?"

"A group of idiots." A knowledgeable businessman murmured, "It should be a knight, right? But the 19th-level knight I saw last time could only swim across, and this one can walk directly on the waves." ?”

It was impossible for Fang Xingjian to control a group of foolish people and women who worshiped him as a god. He walked across the river bank and continued to go north. No matter the woods, mountains, rivers, or swamps could stop his progress.

On the mountain road, a group of soldiers from the guard station were advancing at a high speed. The leading knight looked serious and shouted, "Quick, quick! Those bandits are ahead, we must catch up with them."

All the guard soldiers roared and wanted to speed up, but at this moment, wild laughter suddenly came from the surrounding hilltops.

"Idiot, there is an ambush among you."

"What?" the knight shouted angrily.

Then he saw the rain of arrows falling from the sky all over the sky, and shot towards the soldiers directly under the leadership of the leader.

The knight halved the force field, and naturally ignored the rain of arrows, but ordinary soldiers couldn't do it, and most of them were killed or injured in an instant.

The knight rushed forward with a roar, but was slapped back by the opponent's bandit leader Ju Gao. This bandit leader is also impressively powerful.

The knight yelled: "Yanlang, are you crazy? I want to destroy all of you Qiyantang!"

"Haha, you dogs of the empire, wait until you get out alive this time, no one will know that you were slaughtered by us."

At this moment, a black shadow flashed past, tearing the sky like a black line, and rushed directly above the two parties.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of a sonic boom came, and a series of loud noises flashed across the sky like thunder.

Then, under the horrified eyes of the knight, hundreds of bandits exploded into blood mist one after another like fireworks being lit one by one. A piece of rotten meat.

Crossing the canyon mountain road, Fang Xingjian kept going all the way, his mind was filled with countless voices. When he came back to his senses, he had already come to a snowy mountain. At this time, he had come out of Coster City, and it had been a month. month time.

Standing on the top of the snow mountain, looking at the majestic snow peak piercing into the sky, watching the endless snow mountain at the foot, Qiongzhiyuye, bright and uniform, an unprecedented shock, attracted Fang Xingjian's heart.

But the vast snow-capped mountains were filled with tranquility. In this tranquility, Fang Xingjian finally heard the voices in the void clearly.

That's not the real voice, that's the information contained in the etheric fan.

Temperature, humidity, sunlight, length, height, color...

As more and more ethereum fan information poured into Fang Xingjian's brain, the information within ten meters around him was gradually combined in his brain.

In the next second, he could already 'see' in his mind the scene within ten meters around him. At this moment, Fang Xingjian had gone through countless hardships and paid countless prices. He finally took a crucial step and reached the The realm of induction between heaven and man.

Countless information enough to drive ordinary people crazy poured into Fang Xingjian's brain, but was directly accepted by the latter's supreme talent and super will.

At the same time, besides strength, speed, endurance, reaction, and flexibility, the sixth attribute appeared on his panel.

Ether synchronization rate: 10%

This etheric synchronization rate represents how much information he can accept from the etheric fan. 10% is the threshold to enter the induction between heaven and man, which means that 10% of the information is enough to form a basic induction picture in his mind.

This is similar to the clarity of a photo. 10% is the most basic. The higher the synchronization rate, the higher the clarity of the photo. In the end, you can even see the microscopic world and various information left by others, and you can even see it in the future. It includes all kinds of invisible light, all kinds of electromagnetic waves, sound waves, and all kinds of things that cannot be seen by the naked eye.

It can be said that 10% is just the beginning, and the continuous improvement of the synchronization rate will allow Fang Xingjian to see the world more and more clearly, as if the resolution of the photos is getting higher and higher.

At this point, you can change jobs and upgrade to level 20.

After that, the synchronization rate will be a hurdle every 10%, just like if you are at level 20, you need 20% to get to level 21.

And every time it reaches 10%, there will be a hurdle, such as a huge flow of information, such as the harassment of illusions, such as uncontrollable emotions and desires, this is the ten-day hurdle.

Every level will have a titled knight falling on it, and every level is extremely dangerous.

But that may not be the case for Fang Xingjian. For example, he easily took over the information bombing of the first level just now.

Just because his talent is unparalleled, whether it is the brain's memory, reaction power, or willpower, endurance is the best.

Looking at the ether synchronization rate on the panel, Fang Xingjian laughed. After a little sensing, he could feel the more than one hundred faint lights in his brain, that is, more than one hundred skill seeds.

He can finally start synthesizing skills.