The 66th floor of the Central Pagoda.
The space on this level is extremely vast, and every cultivator is guaranteed to have a quiet space for themselves.
With no one disturbing, Fang Huipan sat on the ground.
On the backs of his hands, the complete eight inscriptions were flashing with dazzling light, shining brightly.
On the back of the left hand, there is a strength rule inscription from the Fighting Wasteland.
On the back of the right hand is a gravity rule inscription from the willow.
At this time, these two rules, the eight inscriptions are all filled with energy to the extreme.
Fang Hui was expressionless and concentrated.
After these rays of light reached their brightest level, those flickering rays of light began to merge little by little.
And on the back of Fang Hui's hand, the strength rule inscription and the gravity rule inscription also began to move.
The four inscriptions of the two rules also began to approach, blending with each other, twisting and winding.
And Fang Hui's body was bathed in this light, and as the inscriptions on the back of his hand fused more and more thoroughly, his aura was also growing wildly.
After a long time, this trend of convergence slowed down.
The surroundings became calm, and Fang Hui opened his eyes.
"Whew, what a powerful feeling."
Fang Hui squeezed his hands, feeling that his strength had more than doubled, it was incredible.
Fang looked back at the back of his hand.
At this time, on the back of the hand, the eight inscriptions have all disappeared.
On the back of Fang Hui's left hand and the back of his right hand, there was only a weird-looking inscription left.
"These two inscriptions look so bloated."
Fang Hui knew that the two newly formed inscriptions were the result of the fusion of the previous inscriptions, but it seemed to be flawed and not perfect.
It's not even as good as the eight separate inscriptions at the beginning.
Fang Hui had depicted the inscriptions of those Holy Heavenly Masters in the Xiangjun Xiaoxie before, and he added his own understanding, and he still understood this situation.
"Maybe it's because I haven't been promoted to the Spirit Transformation Realm yet, so the fusion of the inscriptions will be halfway like now."
"In other words, when I am promoted to the Spirit Realm, the inscriptions on my arms will become two new and more complex inscriptions."
"That's right, it's no wonder that the strength of ordinary Consummation Realm cultivators is much more powerful than the previous few small realms.
It seems that this is the result of the fusion of these inscriptions. ” At this time, Fang Hui had a deeper understanding of the rule cultivation system of the Great Thousand World.
Having more complex inscriptions means that the higher the realm, the stronger the strength.
And having more different kinds of inscriptions means mastering more rules and having more powerful actual combat capabilities.
For this promotion, Fang Hui is very satisfied.
Originally, in 5 months of cultivation, Fang Hui only had a total of six inscriptions.
Now that he has been promoted to the Dao realm, not only have there been two more inscriptions, but these inscriptions have also fused with each other, and his strength is much stronger.
Fang Hui's promotion can be described as a one-step and accumulation.
Ordinary martial artists, promoted to the realm of perfection, is nothing more than one more trace, if you want to draw the inscription through the low pattern, you must comprehend the rules.
And if you want to fuse half of the four inscriptions, you have to waste a lot of time.
In this way, the gap in cultivation and strength were immediately reflected.
"Haha, my current realm should be called the half-step spirit realm, right, the cultivators who have entered the Dao realm now have no threat to me."
"It's the cultivators in the early stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm, if they really go crazy, they may not be my opponents."
Under normal circumstances, there is no possibility of fighting across a large realm.
But Fang Hui did it stubbornly.
"I really want to find someone to fight and try how my current strength is" Fang Hui first thought of Li Weidao and them, but then he shook his head again.
"The cultivation realm is the same as mine, but the strength is too poor to be worth fighting."
"Lowe" The only thing that can fight now is to fall.
But Fang Hui denied it again, Luo Zhi was a good opponent.
But Fang Hui didn't want to fight her.
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"Forget it, when it's time for the actual combat simulation, I'll fight with all my strength and try the result."
The next day happened to be the first day of the sixth month that Fang Hui had entered the Central Divine Tower.
What we are going to do today is the meditation and cultivation of the Crystal Channel.
After Fang Hui sat down cross-legged as usual, his brows furrowed.
"The energy infusion of this crystal inducer is completely useless for me now."
After Fang Huipan sat for a while, he came down.
He found that this crystal induction platform was quite useful to everyone else.
"Forget it, since it's useless here, I might as well go to the Rules Cave and continue to understand my counterattack rules."
Fang Hui left, and entered the Rule Cave Heaven through purple-level permissions.
But after entering the rule cave, Fang Hui found a problem.
Now he has not comprehended the rules of counterattack, and he has not condensed the rule inscriptions, how to imprint Fang Hui sighed and withdrew from the Rule Cave Heaven again.
He had no choice but to go back to his own place and study the rules inscription by himself.
But within seven days, the effect of Fang Recovery was very insignificant.
"It's strange, how can this counterattack rule be so difficult to understand, and now, although I have a clue, it is completely useless."
Fang Hui didn't know what was wrong, with his qualifications, not to mention the advanced realm of comprehending the rules, but at least Xiaocheng shouldn't be difficult.
But the truth is that seven days have passed, and there is almost no progress in his comprehension of the rule inscription.
In desperation, Fang Hui could only interrupt the comprehension of the counterattack rules first.
Today is the day of actual combat simulation again.
On the 107th floor of the Central Divine Tower, Fang Hui unexpectedly met Zhao Mingcheng.
"Yo, the injury has finally healed, it's not easy."
Zhao Mingcheng snorted coldly and did not speak.
"Zhao Mingcheng, now that you have become a shrinking turtle, you have the ability to continue to talk ruthlessly."
Wan Ling'er sneered and said disdainfully.
Now that she has also been promoted to the realm of half-step spirit transformation, she is not afraid of Zhao Mingcheng at all.
And Zhao Mingcheng, standing still for half a year, is also a half-step spirit realm, but he is no longer Wan Ling'er's opponent.
Not to mention Li Weidao, his strength is even more than Zhao Mingcheng.
After waiting for a while, it was repaired.
Then the actual combat simulation began.
The opponent to be simulated this time is the ghost clan.
The Ghost Spirit Clan, this was also the first time Fang Hui had encountered it, but he had the intention to experiment with his strength, so he didn't keep his hand any longer.
As soon as it was shot, it was a stormy attack.
"Quack, let me die."
No matter what race they are, their lines are exactly the same in a simulated battlefield.
"Air Cannon" rumble The ghost spirit clan hadn't made a move yet, and was directly killed by Fang Hui in seconds, and the scum was gone. t1706231537: