Chapter 113 Elemental Realm

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After bidding farewell to Zhang Tie, Fang Xuan drove the "Escape Sky Shuttle" to fly in the void. The sharp wind actively slid to both sides when passing by the "Escape Sky Shuttle", causing the shuttle to Only the breeze blows on my face.

He had stayed in Black Flame City for too long, and it was time to find the "other" body. Fang Xuan did not forget his main mission in this world.

The Black Iron World is indeed very large. Even with the speed of the Sky-Escape Shuttle, which is comparable to that of a Celestial Realm master, it took a whole day to fly over the Black Flame Mountains and reach the Blackson Human Corridor.

Fang Xuan sat cross-legged on the shuttle, comprehending the next practice.

His mind moved slightly, and a lot of white-gold sword energy and sword gangs appeared vaguely in the sky above his head, with an aura that could destroy everything.

This sword Gang is Fang Xuan's Great Freedom Black Gold Sword Qi. After entering the Gang Qi realm, the power of the magic becomes more powerful. Just a trace of it can separate gold and break jade. If it explodes with all its strength, it will destroy everything within a hundred miles.

"The sword energy is pure, but if you want to break through the fourth level of yin and yang realm, you need to practice your own mana and energy until the yin and yang are harmonious and full of spirituality. Only with spirituality can you reach the fifth level of supernatural power. At that time, you will You can use your own magical power to communicate with the world and the world, and arrange various large formations, which are so powerful that even an elder in the sect is only in the realm of heaven and man."

"The Yin-Yang realm is a new realm, but it is still a long time ago for me. The Mingdian cultivation method has developed the potential of my body, allowing me to store more mana. The power of eight thousand black and yellow horses is compared to It is indeed strong for the same realm, but for me, it is only one-third, and there is still a lot of room for improvement."

Fang Xuan can feel that the power of eight thousand fierce horses is not the end of Yuangang realm. There is still a lot of room for improvement. What he has to do now is to continue to accumulate mana.

The vitality of the black iron world is thin, and practitioners improve their cultivation by absorbing the energy of the elemental world. Fortunately, the territory is vast, and many mineral veins contain Gengjin energy, which is very suitable for their own cultivation.

Fang Xuan is also very curious about the elemental world. The practice method in the black iron world develops one's own potential by constantly opening bright points. After the seven powers are combined into one, the soul fire is integrated to develop "fighting spirit". After igniting the 987 bright points in the body, He will gather "chakra", step into the realm of "knight", and become a black iron knight.

Only in this way can the transformation of the body be truly completed, reaching the realm of what the ancients called a "sage", with a greatly increased lifespan and sublimation of essence. The most intuitive manifestation is that it is similar to the physical realm entering the supernatural realm in the eternal world, and being able to fly in the air.

After becoming a knight, you can understand the "elemental world" in the dark, absorb the corresponding energy, and condense chakra.

Absorb the earth element to condense the second chakra and become an earth knight.

The Phantom Knight with three chakras (Water Chakra), the Sky Knight with four chakras (Water Chakra), and the Semi-Paladin with five chakras (Fire Chakra).

Of course, because it is relatively difficult to absorb it by oneself, it is more about absorbing a kind of "crystal" energy stone to increase strength.

Fang Xuan closed his eyes and sensed. After a moment, his mind penetrated into a vast and majestic world. There was no living beings or matter in that world. It was filled with endless energy surging, undulating like the sea, setting off endless tides.

Standing in it, your mind is like a small boat walking on the sea, feeling that a small wave can knock you over at any time.

If you want to draw energy from it, you not only need to be mentally strong, but you must also avoid the dangers brought by the elemental tides at all times.

"Fang Xuan" slowly opened his eyes, and his illusory figure stood in the elemental world. The surging elemental tide rolled around him, but he was as motionless as a rock.

"It turns out that what is practiced in the eternal world is Tianmen. The spirit is turned into mana, the mana is condensed into true energy, and the true energy is transformed into Yuan Gang. It is the tempering of the spirit from beginning to end. It is different from the so-called fighting spirit in this world, which is a powerful spiritual communication element. The world is naturally easier than them."

With his mind returning, Fang Xuan slowly opened his eyes, and four groups of energy of different colors were suspended in his palms.

Yellow, red, blue, cyan.

Earth, fire, water, wind.

"What a pure attribute energy, tsk tsk. If you practice the corresponding magical power, it will be a blessed land. You don't need any heavenly materials or earthly treasures. You can directly absorb the energy from the elemental world to quickly improve your magical power. Unfortunately, there is no metallic energy. Ah!" Fang Xuan secretly thought it was a pity.

In the world of immortality, in order to improve one's cultivation level, one goes all out to meet the fate of immortals, swallows pills, absorbs heavenly materials and earthly treasures, and even swallows two veins of minerals to become Yuan Gang.

But now there is a world with endless energy, which can be absorbed at will. Thinking about it makes people's hearts tremble. This is simply a paradise!

Pity.

Fang Xuan now regrets why he chose the Great Freedom Black Gold Sword Qi. Otherwise, staying in this world for a hundred years would be like a rat in a rice vat.

Half a month later.

Fang Xuan's figure fell from the sky, and the "Sky-Escape Shuttle" continued to shrink and then entered his sleeve.

In front of you is a small town. Compared to the racially mixed place in Black Flame City, in front of you is a Chinese-themed town. Looking around, you can see Chinese people with black hair, black eyes, and yellow skin, shouting and shouting. It also made Fang Xuan feel friendly.

"White Dragon Town."

Fang Xuan silently glanced at the high-hanging plaque and walked in.

There is a very special perception between himself and the "other" body, and the two can sense each other. This is why Fang Xuan was able to find it so easily.

It is the largest mansion in Bailong Town. The words "Zhao Mansion" are hung on the tall door wall. The two huge stone lions at the door look very majestic. Pedestrians passing by are all embarrassed when they see this mansion. A look of envy.

Boom~

The door opened, and several servants carried an old man with messy hair and tattered clothes, who looked like a beggar, and threw him out.

"Get out of here. If I dare to run errands here again, I'll interrupt you. You don't know how to live or die," one of the leading servants yelled angrily.

The old beggar who was thrown to the ground stood up and continued running towards the Zhao Mansion, murmuring: "Go home, I want to go home, this is my home, son, dad is back."

However, the door was already closed, and no matter how hard the old beggar banged it, he still did not open the door.

Pedestrians watching the excitement mocked: "You are crazy and you still run to the Zhao family compound. You are so discerning. My surname is also Zhao. I want to recognize my father, but they don't want me!"

"Zhao Si, you want to recognize your father. Look, the old beggar wants to recognize his son. Can it be the same? Haha."

"That's right, why don't you run in and recognize your son, and see if Mr. Zhao will beat you to death, haha."

"Go, go, what are you making nonsense of?" Zhao Si cursed angrily with a red face.

It made the people around him laugh again.

Fang Xuan looked solemnly at the old beggar who was lying on the ground and kept calling for his son. To others, he was just a crazy old man, but Fang Xuan did feel a terrifying power in him.

This old beggar... is not simple.