Paradise of Demonic Gods

Fang Xingjian took a silver fox, a banshee, and three hundred magic beans left the city of Koster. He has tried the magic beans, and three of them can make up for the consumption of his cultivation, which is enough for him to use before the state election.

So he wore ordinary blouses, down-to-earth, all the way, and in just over half an hour he came to a deep mountain jungle.

Away from the crowd, away from the smoke, away from the red dust, Fang Xingjian pursues absolute tranquility, to understand the inspiration of the heart.

At the beginning, no one was cooking, no one was washing clothes, no clean room, bright lights, and Fang Xingjian was not used to it.

But he can only walk alone in the mountains and forests, feeling the moisture of the sky, the muddy ground, the dirty and messy woods, stepping out step by step, his body is self-study, and his mind is grasping that. A hint of inspiration for heaven and earth.

When he is hungry, he eats magic beans. When he is thirsty, he looks for the stream to drink. When he is tired, he sits down and rests. Sometimes he looks up at the sky. Sometimes he looks at the valleys and rivers, and sometimes looks at the mountains in the distance.

Gradually, from the beginning, he came to the woods to feel uncomfortable, uncomfortable, dirty and messy, and began to have a quiet, bleak, fresh feeling.

His face began to grow a beard, the hair that was not trimmed was dust and forks, his clothes were getting more and more broken, people looked more and more dirty, but his heart was more and more pure.

Originally all sorts of things that were messed up in the city were gradually removed from the heart by his dust.

He feels that he is getting more and more quiet, just like the nature around him gradually merges into one.

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

He could hear the trees over ten meters high and there were birds nesting.

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

He could feel a stream that was full of water vapor hundreds of meters away.

The world seems to be clear in front of him. He seems to have a lot of voices in his ear, telling him the secrets of the world, but it is always vague, and a little worse can really Understand.

So he continued all the way to the north, the shoes under his feet became broken. He walked barefoot on his feet. His feet were like metal pillars. The trees were broken, the grass was crushed, and nothing could be done. Leave a mark on it.

Unconsciously, he came to a big river and looked like a river that was like a river in the Yangtze River. Fang Xingjian did not stop at all and went straight up.

The legs that were connected to each other were swiftly passing over the river. He seemed to be walking, but in fact the speed was reaching its limit. Because of the fast speed, the tension of the river directly lifted him up so that he could Directly stepping on the waves, along with rows of waves, directly across the river, heading for the other side of the river.

On the ferry boat on the shore, countless people exclaimed, and the old man rowing the boat slammed down and shouted: "It is the **** of water, it is the **** of water!"

"Water **** bless!"

"Is the water **** showing up?"

"A group of idiots." A somewhat knowledgeable businessman sighed: "Should it be a knight? But the 19th-level knight I saw last time can only swim across the past. This one can go straight to the waves. ?"

Fang Xingjian could not manage a group of foolish fools who worshiped themselves as gods. He walked across the river bank and continued all the way north. No matter the woods, mountains, rivers or swamps, he could not stop his progress.

On the mountain road, the soldiers of a group of guards are advancing at a rapid speed. The knight who is headed is dignified and shouted: "Fast and fast! The bandits are in front, and they must catch up with them."

All the guards screamed and tried to speed up, but at this moment, there was a sudden laughter on the top of the mountain.

"Idiot, you are ambushing."

"What?" the knight shouted.

Then I saw the rain falling from the sky, and directly shot at the soldiers under the high collar.

The Cavaliers halved the force and opened the field, naturally ignoring the arrow rain, but ordinary soldiers would not work, and most of them died in the blink of an eye.

The Cavaliers roared up and slammed up, but was stunned by the other's dagger. This dagger is also a turn of strength.

Just listen to the Cavaliers and shouted: "Is it a mad wolf, are you crazy? I want to destroy you all over the seven Yantang Hall!"

"Haha, you empire dogs, wait for this time to go out and say, no one will know that you are being slaughtered by us."

At this moment, a black shadow flashed past, as if a black line had torn the sky, and smashed directly from the top of the two sides.

Immediately after the sound of the sound blast came over, the sky seemed to flash like a series of loud noises.

Then, in the horror of the Cavaliers, hundreds of bandits seemed to be fireworks that were blasted one by one, and one after another burst into a **** fog. Even the bandit who was headed for strength was no exception, and it was directly broken into hundreds. Piece of rotten meat.

Through the canyon mountain road, Fang Xingjian continued all the way, and his mind was filled with countless voices. When he came back to God, he had already arrived on a snowy mountain. At this time, he had come out from Koster City and had already passed. The time of the month.

Standing on the top of the snow-capped mountains, watching the snowy peaks of the mountains straight into the sky, watching the snow-capped mountains at the foot of the long and endless, Qiongzhi jade leaves, all-in-one, an unprecedented shock, introduced the soul of Fang Xingjian.

The vastness of the snow-capped mountains is a tranquility. In this tranquility, Fang Xingjian finally heard the voices in the void.

That is not the real voice, the information contained in the etheric geek.

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

As more and more ethereal fan information is poured into the brain of Fang Xingjian, information within ten meters of the body gradually combines in his brain.

In the next second, he was able to 'see' the scene within ten meters around his mind. At this moment, Fang Xingjian experienced countless hardships and paid countless costs. He finally took a crucial step and reached it. The realm of heaven and human induction.

Numerous messages that are enough to drive ordinary people into the brain of Fang Xingjian are directly accepted by the supernatural will of the latter.

At the same time, his panel's sixth major attribute of strength, speed, endurance, reaction, and flexibility emerged.

Ethernet synchronization rate: 10%

This Ethernet synchronization rate represents how much information he can accept in the etheric fan, 10% is the threshold for entering the heavenly sensory sense, representing 10% of the information enough to form a basic sensory 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 microcosm, see the information left by others, and even later. Contains a variety of invisible light, a variety of electromagnetic, sound waves, a variety of things that the naked eye can not see.

It can be said that 10% is only the beginning, and the continuous improvement of the synchronization rate will make Fang Xingjian more and more see the world, just like the resolution of photos is getting higher and higher.

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

After that, the synchronization rate is 10% for every 10%, and it seems that 20% must be 20% to reach level 21.

After reaching 10% each time, it will usher in a heavenly pass, such as a huge flow of information, such as harassment of illusions, such as the seven emotions and uncontrollable, this is the ten days off.

At every level, there will be a number of knights on it, and every level is in danger.

But the other star sword may not be like this, for example, the information bombing of the first level was easily taken over by him.

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

Looking at the Ethernet synchronization rate on the panel, Fang Xingjian laughed. He felt a little touch and could feel the more than one hundred shimmer in the brain, that is, more than one hundred skill seeds.

He can finally start synthesizing skills. (To be continued.)