Fang Xun was somewhat skeptical of the Sword Spirit's explanation, but when he followed the Sword Spirit's statement to find it, he found that what the Sword Spirit said was not correct at all, this spatial power was simply not a power that human beings could subdue.

Fang Xun put his palm on a spatial turbulence that was only about ten centimeters, and when he just touched the spatial turbulence, Fang Xun felt that countless spikes pierced into his palm, and constantly pulled his flesh and blood. Fortunately, his own flesh and blood are relatively stable and have not been torn off, but in this case, he is unable to calm down and comprehend this spatial turbulence.

After about a few minutes, Fang Xun finally got used to the pulling force of the spatial turbulence on his palm, and when he wanted to use the power of his own consciousness to perceive the internal structure of this spatial turbulence, Fang Xun suddenly found that the spatial turbulence had disappeared, "What's going on?"

"Spatial turbulence is not like heaven and earth aura for you to absorb, each spatial turbulence is unique, and it will not stay in a fixed position for too long, if you want to perceive the power of space, it is best to be faster. Sword Spirit sneered and pointed at Fang Xun, and put on an expression of disbelief.

"Ah, is there anything else?" Fang Xun only realized at this time that these spatial turbulences in front of him were not fixed, but the movement speed of these spatial turbulences was relatively slow, and there were almost no traces of movement, but as long as he looked closely, he would find that all the spatial turbulence was moving slowly and would suddenly disappear at some point.

The reason why Fang Xun hadn't discovered this law before was because when the surrounding spatial turbulence collided with each other, a brilliant light would erupt, and Fang Xun's eyes were attracted by the existence of these rays, ignoring the visions when those spatial turbulences disappeared.

"No wonder it's so hard to perceive the power of space. Fang Xun muttered and put his hand on another spatial turbulence, this spatial turbulence was about thirty centimeters, and the pulling force from it was almost three times that of the previous spatial turbulence, Fang Xun almost didn't cry out in pain.

Fortunately, with the lesson of the last time, Fang Xun knew that time was not waiting, and when he got used to the pain in his hands, he immediately used the power of his consciousness to wrap the spatial turbulence.

The moment the spatial turbulence was wrapped in Fang Xun's consciousness power, the internal violent aura immediately calmed down, to be precise, it reduced the internal operation speed of itself countless times, so that Fang Xun could effortlessly 'see' all the situations inside the spatial turbulence.

In just a dozen seconds, Fang Xun felt that he had completely mastered this spatial turbulence, and a faint air flow was generated in his body, which coexisted with the true qi and showed a brilliant color.

Due to the existence of this trace of air flow, Fang Xun had a very strange feeling, he could now predict the trajectory of this spatial turbulence and use the power of consciousness to guide it, causing it to change direction. For this discovery, Fang Xun almost screamed in excitement, and he didn't know where to put his hands.

But tragedy often comes when people are most happy, Fang Xun's inadvertent actions cause the surrounding space turbulence to become active again, and several of them form an irregular net to envelop Fang Xun.

"Quickly use the shred of spatial power you just sensed to urge the Blood Sword. Fang Xun, who had been reminded by the sword spirit, subconsciously used the trace of air that had just been generated to urge the Blood Sword.

The Bloody Sword emitted violent spatial fluctuations at this moment, and the surrounding spatial turbulence all converged on the tip of the Bloody Sword as if it was attracted.

After gathering more than a dozen spatial turbulences that were about ten meters long, there was a long-lost aura from the position of the tip of the sword, which was the breath of freedom.

Soon, a hole large enough to accommodate Fang Xun to enter and exit appeared, Fang Xun returned to the real world along the hole without saying a word, and the moment he came out, the black hole that shimmered with brilliant light immediately disappeared.

Looking at his hands, there was a faint trace of spatial fluctuations on them, and Fang Xun muttered to himself: "It seems that the power of space perception is not as difficult as some people say!"

"You ....... The sword spirit secretly scolded the injustice of the world in his heart, but Feng Xueqi came forward to surround the sword spirit, "Master, when I was in the Xianwu Continent, you asked me to also cultivate the power of space, but as a result, I always couldn't feel the power of space. ”

"Uh, then I'...... Forget it, let's get out of here first. Fang Xun knew that this was Feng Xueqi saving face for himself, and he must not have comprehended the power of space in his previous life, otherwise he would not have forced Feng Xueqi to learn the power of space instead of teaching it himself.

After leaving the place, Fang Xun was a little impatient to try to teleport, this skill he had been longing for for a long time, and now that it was finally time to realize it, how could Fang Xun not be excited.

When Fang Xun, who was originally very interested, tried to urge the power of space to perform teleportation, he realized that his perception of the power of space was too low, let alone teleportation, and he couldn't even interfere with the surrounding space to cause fluctuations.

"It must be that my spatial perception is too low. Fang Xun quickly discovered his weakness, but he was still too naïve about the cultivation of the power of space, the only sword spirit who knew the difficulty of the cultivation of the power of space wisely chose to be silent, with the Linglong Pagoda, Fang Xun's cultivation of the power of space did not seem to be so difficult.

"Sword Spirit, how did you cultivate the power of space back then?" Sword Spirit blushed a little when asked by Fang Xun, fortunately, the flesh and blood in his whole body had long since disappeared, and he would not have these changes unique to human beings in the state of the machine spirit, now he just had an unnatural expression on his face, "I am the inheritor." ”

Inheritor, that is, to inherit the power of others, strictly speaking, Fang Xun is also the inheritor, but in terms of the perception of the power of space, Fang Xun can be regarded as a comprehension, the biggest difference between the inheritor and the comprehension is that the comprehension can pass on their own perception to countless people, and most of the inheritors cannot do this.

Fang Xun had always thought that the spatial power of the sword spirit came from the perception, so he always had an inexplicable sense of admiration for the sword spirit, and now that he learned that the sword spirit was also the spatial power of the inheritance and cultivation, that admiration instantly turned into contempt and disdain, "It turns out that your spatial power is not cultivated, no wonder you have never taught me to cultivate the spatial power." ”

"You have the right to despise me. The sword spirit didn't even speak out to refute Fang Xun, due to the sharp decrease in the number of immortal cultivators on the earth, many immortal cultivators didn't know that there was an iron law in the past, that is, only those who comprehend the power of space by themselves have the opportunity to become a powerhouse in the immortal realm, and if the sword spirit could comprehend the power of space on its own, it would not be willing to become a sword spirit.