"Well, just kidding, why are you so serious. Fang Xun was taken aback by the sword spirit's sudden move, it was just a joke, the sword spirit's attitude made Fang Xun a little overwhelmed, Feng Xueqi was the one who understood the sword spirit's mood best, but she didn't say it directly.

As the inheritor of the power of space, the sword spirit's perception of the power of space completely stays at the perception of other people who have passed on the inheritance and devouring, and his own inheritance of the power of space is already very strong, plus the devouring over the years, so that his power of space has almost reached its peak, of course, it is the peak of the inheritor of the power of space.

The inheritor is more like a user of an electrical appliance who only knows how to use it and is not clear about the internal structure of the appliance. The self-comprehender is like the maker of electrical appliances, and knows every component of the electrical appliances well, so the comprehension can clearly pass on their own comprehension, and the inheritor can only passively accept and use it.

In order not to affect Fang Xun's comprehension of the power of space, the sword spirit directly rejected Fang Xun's request to learn the power of space from himself, "You have already comprehended part of the power of space, which means that you have countless possibilities in the future, but if you learn the power of space from me, then your future achievements in the power of space will be equal to mine at most." ”

Comprehension and inheritor are theoretically interchangeable, but in all accounts, only the comprehension is transformed into the inheritor, and there has never been a precedent for the inheritor to be transformed into a comprehension.

"Then how can I improve the perception of the power of space?" Fang Xun was a little dumbfounded, he couldn't run to Zhang Jin's side again, let him open the spatial turbulence, and go in to cultivate by himself, right?

As a comprehension, Fang Xun's only way to comprehend the power of space is to personally comprehend the strangeness of the power of space, and he can now use the Blood Sword to cut through the space and enter the spatial turbulence.

However, his comprehension of the power of space is too weak to accurately locate the real world, and it is very likely that he will enter the spatial turbulence here, and when he returns to reality, he will return to other cities and even other countries.

In other words, the current Fang Xun can't teleport by himself, but he can teleport with the help of the Blood Sword, but he can't accurately locate the place he wants to go, this is not the sword spirit's comprehension of the power of space, but the constraints of Fang Xun, the sword master.

It's good if he teleports to a deserted place, in case he accidentally teleports to a crowded place, then Fang Xun Ke will no longer be able to hide his identity as an immortal cultivator, at that time, no matter how strong Fang Xun is, he will inevitably be pulled to do slicing research.

"Master, when this matter is over, we can go to Maoshan to find Elder Yang Taishang, he will definitely be willing to help you cultivate the power of space. Although extremely reluctant, Feng Xueqi still put forward a proposal to return to Maoshan.

Fang Xun's eyes lit up immediately, the old man surnamed Yang was also an inheritor, his grasp of the power of space should be not bad, if he let him help, Fang Xun would not lose his way in the spatial turbulence.

Fang Xun, who had a direction, immediately felt better, the water in Wangjiang City was too deep, at least not what he could participate in now, so he planned to improve his strength first, but Fang Xun obviously forgot that he was in a delicate balance.

When he first came over, Fang Xun didn't care too much about the direction, just looked at the small number of people here and came here, and now that he was leaving, Fang Xun found that this seemed to be a park, next to a university, because it was during the holidays, the students of the school were on vacation, resulting in this park being almost empty.

"Ha, I really miss the time at school!" Looking at the empty campus opposite, Fang Xun couldn't help but recall his days at school, and even remembered his first love when he was young.

When he noticed that Feng Xueqi was about to notice him, Fang Xun quickly withdrew his gaze and looked around at the park.

Perhaps because the students of the school often come, there are winding paths on many green lawns in the park, and the end of the paths is often deep in the greenery.

Fang Xun yearns for this kind of carefree life, but he also knows that now is not the time to relax, so he can only forcibly suppress his fantasy of strolling among the flowers with Feng Xueqi.

"Nasty!" A sudden voice frightened Fang Xun, although Fang Xun was forced to run away, he was still close to the peak of existence on the earth, and now there were people who approached him without being discovered by himself, Fang Xun immediately became vigilant, "Who is it?"

"Ah, someone, let go of me!" The voice came again just now, the voice was soft and sweet, making people feel an indescribable urge when they heard it, as if there were a few kittens constantly scratching on the tip of their hearts, and it seemed to be the voice of first love in memory.

"Fuck, who's doing bad things about Lao Tzu?" A cruel, rugged male voice sounded immediately, apparently a couple was doing something shameful in the greenery, and was disturbed by Fang Xun.

In a green bush not far from Fang Xun's right, a big man walked out, this person is about one meter nine tall, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, and his arms are thicker than ordinary people's thighs, he is staring at Fang Xun angrily at this moment, every time this guy lands, Fang Xun can feel the ground around him trembling slightly.

The big man walked up to Fang Xun and stared at Fang Xun viciously, "Which academy are you from?"

"Oh, Brother Tiger, those who don't know are not guilty, this kid may be a freshman who applied for our school and came here to familiarize himself with the environment. That sweet voice came from behind Brother Hu, and Fang Xun who listened to it scratched his heart with a hundred claws, eager to pull away the bear-like man in front of him to take a look.

"Okay, whatever you say is what you say. Brother Tiger's angry face immediately became flattering, and at the same time he looked sideways behind him.

When Brother Tiger turned around, Fang Xun also saw the source of the sweet woman's voice, and was a little stunned for a while, her shawl long hair fluttered in the wind, and her bandeau dress covered her graceful figure, but her exposed skin was as white as milk, and what shocked Fang Xun the most was that her appearance was somewhat similar to Feng Xueqi, and it faintly emitted light.

If it weren't for Feng Xueqi being in the space of the Blood Sword, Fang Xun really wanted to wonder if Feng Xueqi was standing in front of him.