For three days, Fang Xuan went to the Wanxiang Garden every day to guide the Fang family's disciples in their cultivation. With the second level of spiritual power, it was natural to guide these disciples in the physical realm from a high position, which was extremely easy. These disciples were also of great benefit and each made progress.
Among them is the second sister Fang Qingwei.
Fang Qingwei was also extremely conflicted when she saw Fang Xuan. She had admiration for the strong, but also had the previous disgust towards Fang Xuan.
Fang Xuan didn't say much, he just told Fang Qingwei that he had reserved a place for her as an outer disciple, and then... then it was nothing.
We are all a family and share the same blood. Isn't it normal for brothers and sisters to fight and fight?
Fang Qingwei now feels closer to Fang Xuan than to her eldest sister Fang Qingxue.
On the evening of the third day, the imperial decree of canonization came to Fang Mansion.
Canonize Fang Xuan as the prince and Fang Qingxue as the princess.
Neither Fang Xuan nor Fang Qingxue was interested in this kind of thing. They did not show up from beginning to end. Fang Zetao was handling everything.
At this time, Fang Xuan was in retreat in the secret room.
In the secret room, Fang Xuan sat cross-legged and closed his eyes to feel the light spots in his mind.
"Before, I didn't dare to enter these small worlds at Yuhua Sect. The main reason was that once I came out, my cultivation level increased greatly, and everyone could see that there was something wrong. I will follow this method in the future. When I go out to travel, even if my cultivation level increases, it is just a chance. It’s just an opportunity, no one can say anything, I hope I can gain enough this time.”
With a thought in his mind, he communicated with the light point in the sea of consciousness, and the next moment the figure disappeared in an instant.
Traveling through the small world again, Fang Xuan didn't feel any discomfort.
As his cultivation became stronger, he also had more magic weapons in his hands, such as the Sound Killing Demon Sword, the Five Hell King Cauldron, the Seven Evil Gourd...
There are also treasures obtained by the true disciples of the Taiyi Sect. They dare not use them in the big Xuanhuang world for fear that the Taiyi Sect will come to them, but it will be different in the small world.
Crossing the time and space tunnel, the surrounding space was turbulent. Even with Fang Xuan's current cultivation level, he could feel the terror in it and did not dare to move randomly.
After an unknown amount of time, Fang Xuan felt that the space around him was stable, and Fang Xuan slowly opened his eyes.
Looking around with some frowns, the air was filled with the smell of soot and dust, and in the distance a group of huge chimneys could be seen emitting black gas into the sky.
"Is this... modern?" Fang Xuan said unexpectedly.
Each light spot in the sea of consciousness represents a world. Although I don't know what world it is, the level of the world can be roughly confirmed based on the size of the light spot.
For example, the world that Fang Xuan traveled through for the first time had light spots the size of sesame seeds. It was a typical urban world without demons, a world composed of a group of ordinary people.
In the subsequent Divine Condor World and the Demonic Sword World, the light spots were relatively larger, about the size of a soybean. This time Fang Xuan directly chose a light spot the size of a table tennis ball, but he did not expect that it turned out to be a light spot that looked like a ping pong ball. It is the world of modern society.
The surrounding area looked like a slum. The muddy ground, scattered wooden sheds, and the smell of dust in the air made Fang Xuan, who had always been surrounded by aura in the big Xuanhuang world, feel very uncomfortable.
Fang Xuan walked along the path under his feet, but within half an hour he saw a figure, but the scene was not very good.
The three looked like workers from a nearby factory. They were all dirty, with coal marks on their exposed hands, feet and faces.
Three people with lewd smiles on their faces surrounded a woman riding a bicycle.
The woman looked to be in her twenties, with curly brown hair, a tall figure, three-dimensional facial features, and a plump figure, but her face was full of fear at this time.
"You... what do you want to do? Let me tell you, I am a teacher at the No. 7 National School nearby. I... I have many students. If you don't leave, I will call someone. He... they won't let you go." The woman's voice said in horror.
It's a pity that her pretense of strength and threats not only failed to drive these three people away, but instead aroused their inner desires.
One of them licked his dry lips with lustful eyes and said disgustedly: "Scream, you scream! Even if you scream, no one will come over."
"Hehe, we have been observing you for a long time. You pass by here at six o'clock every afternoon. Unfortunately, the factory is off work at that time and there are too many people. You only pass by at seven o'clock on Sundays. There are no people at this time."
"Yes, yes, we three brothers have been looking forward to you for a long time. We will leave Black Flame City tomorrow. We have to play with you before leaving. Who can find us once we leave here? Don't worry, you are so beautiful, we won't We will kill you, but if you don’t cooperate, don’t blame us for being rude.”
Seeing the three people getting closer and closer, the look of despair on the woman's face became more intense, and she kept regretting in her heart why she took this shortcut.
Almighty God, please send a hero to save me!
Not far away, Fang Xuan witnessed the vulgar scenes in front of him, and the most important thing was the language they spoke.
"It's such a familiar language. It's a bit like English, but not quite. It's mixed with other languages."
From the physical state to the state of divine transformation, one can achieve photographic memory. After cultivating magic power, many memories stored in the brain can be easily remembered, including the English learned in school in the previous life.
Just by relying on the communication between these few people, Fang Xuan had already figured out their language system. Mainly because he only knew most of them, and he could only guess at the others.
"Ahem!"
Fang Xuan's cough was like setting off a firecracker in the ears of the four people, and they were all startled.
After seeing Fang Xuan, the woman's face was happy at first, and then she shouted worriedly: "Don't come here, run quickly and call someone."
The eldest among the three had a ferocious look on his face and said: "Second and third, stop him."
The other two people quickly took out a dagger from their waists, blocking Fang Xuan's path one after the other.
"Chinese boy, if you want to blame me, blame you for seeing something you shouldn't have seen. Don't blame us." The third child said harshly.
"No, let him go. I promise you everything. Let him go." The woman shouted anxiously.
Fang Xuan raised his eyebrows. He had been in the cultivation world for a long time and faced all kinds of "evil people" who were fighting for and killing each other for profit. Suddenly he saw such a "good person" who was willing to face danger for a stranger. It always feels weird.
"Please let him go, I will promise you everything." The woman was still begging.
The two men in front of him showed no mercy at all. They kept approaching Fang Xuan with the daggers in their hands.
Fang Xuan grinned, showing eight white teeth, looking so sunny.
"It's such a vulgar plot, and no one will call it a broken throat? In fact, I just call it a broken throat."
"kill him."
