Fang Xingjian left Koster City with a silver fox, a banshee's howl, and three hundred magic beans. He had already tried the magic beans, and three of them a day could almost make up for the consumption of his cultivation, enough for him to use before the state election.

So he wore an ordinary short shirt, down-to-earth, and walked all the way, and came to the deep mountains and jungles in just over half an hour.

Far away from the crowd, away from the smoke of gunpowder, away from all kinds of red dust, Fang Xingjian pursued absolute tranquility in order to understand the glimmer of inspiration in his heart.

At the beginning, no one cooked, no one washed clothes, there was no clean room, and there were bright lights, Fang Xingjian was a little unaccustomed.

But he could only walk alone in the mountains and forests, feeling the humidity in the sky, the muddy ground, the dirty and messy woods, step by step, his body was practicing swordsmanship, and his mind was grasping the inspiration of the heavenly and human senses.

When he was hungry, he ate magic beans, when he was thirsty, he sought water from a stream, when he was tired, he sat down to rest, sometimes he looked up at the sky, sometimes he looked at the valleys and rivers, and sometimes he looked at the mountains in the distance.

Gradually, he began to have a quiet, tranquil, and fresh feeling from the uncomfortable, uncomfortable, and dirty feeling in the woods at the beginning.

His face began to grow beards, his untrimmed hair was dusty and split ends, his clothes were getting tattered, his people looked dirtier, but his heart was purifying and purifying.

All kinds of things that were originally messed up in the city were gradually swept away from his heart like dust.

He felt his own becoming more and more peaceful, as if the nature around him was gradually merging together.

He listened to the wind, and he could feel insects crawling under the ground several meters below his feet.

He could hear birds nesting in trees more than ten meters above him.

He could feel the flowers and plants swaying in the wind from dozens of meters away.

He could feel a small stream emitting abundant moisture hundreds of meters away.

The world seemed to become clear in front of him, and there seemed to be many more voices in his ears, telling him the secrets of this world, but they were always vague, and it was a little bit less than he could really understand.

So he continued all the way north, and his shoes were in tatters, and he walked barefoot, his feet were like pillars of metal, and the trees were broken, and the grass and stones were crushed, and nothing could leave a mark on them.

Unconsciously he came to a big river, looking at the big river that flowed endlessly like the Yangtze River, Fang Xingjian didn't stop at all, and walked up directly.

He looked like he was walking, but in fact the speed was at the limit, because the speed was fast enough, the tension of the river lifted him directly, allowing him to walk directly on the waves, with the rows of waves, directly across the river, to the other side of the river.

On the ferry boat on the shore, countless people exclaimed, and the old man rowing knelt down and shouted: "It's the god of water, it's the god of water!"

"God of Water!"

"Has the god of water appeared?"

"A bunch of idiots. A knowledgeable merchant muttered, "It should be a knight, right?" But the level 19 knight I saw last time could only swim across the crossing, and this one could directly ride the waves?"

Fang Xingjian couldn't care about a group of foolish people and foolish women who worshiped themselves as gods, he walked across the river bank and continued all the way north, no matter the woods, mountains, rivers, or swamps, they couldn't stop his advance.

On the mountain road, a group of soldiers from the guard post were advancing at a rapid pace, and the knight at the head had a solemn face and shouted: "Hurry up, hurry, hurry! Those bandits are in front, we must catch up with them." ”

All the guards roared and tried to speed up, but at that moment, there was a sudden sound of wild laughter from the surrounding hilltops.

"Idiot, there is an ambush among you. ”

"What?" cried the knight in exclamation.

I saw a rain of arrows falling from the sky, shooting directly at the soldiers under the high collar.

The knight's halving force field was wide open, and he naturally ignored the rain of arrows, but ordinary soldiers couldn't, and most of them were killed and injured in an instant.

The knight roared angrily and rushed forward, but was slashed back by the opponent's bandit leader. This bandit leader is also a turn of strength.

I heard the knight shout: "Flame wolf, are you crazy, I want to destroy all the doors of your Seven Flame Hall!"

"Haha, you imperial dogs, wait until you can get out alive this time, no one will know that you were slaughtered by us. ”

At this moment, a black shadow flashed, tearing through the sky like a black line, and flew directly over the two sides.

Then a sonic boom came, and the sky flashed like thunder.

Then in the knight's frightened gaze, hundreds of bandits were like fireworks that had been lit one by one, and one after another exploded into a cloud of blood mist, even the bandits led by a turn of strength were no exception, and they were directly broken into hundreds of pieces of rotten meat.

Passing through the canyon and mountain road, Fang Xingjian kept going all the way, his mind was already filled with countless voices, when he came back to his senses, he had already come to a big snowy mountain, and at this time, a month had passed since he came out of Koster City.

Standing on the top of the snow-capped mountain, watching the towering snow-capped peaks reaching into the sky, looking at the snow-capped mountains under his feet stretching long and endless, the branches and jade leaves, the color of the sky, an unprecedented shock, introduced Fang Xingjian's heart.

The snow-capped mountains were vast, but they were quiet, and in this tranquility, Fang Xingjian finally heard the voices in the void clearly.

That's not the real sound, that's the message in the Aether Fans.

Temperature, humidity, sunlight, length, height, color......

As more and more information about the ether fan poured into Fang Xingjian's brain, the information within ten meters of his body gradually combined in his brain.

In the next second, he could already 'see' the scene within ten meters of the surroundings in his mind, at this moment, Fang Xingjian, after countless hardships and countless costs, he finally took a key step and reached the realm of heaven and man induction.

Countless messages that were enough to drive ordinary people crazy poured into Fang Xingjian's brain, but he was directly accepted by the latter's supreme talent and super will.

At the same time, the sixth attribute of his panel, in addition to strength, speed, stamina, reflexes, and flexibility, appeared.

Ethernet Synchronization Rate: 10%

This aether synchronization rate represents how much information he can receive from the aether fan, and 10% is the threshold of entering the celestial induction, which means that 10% of the information is enough to form a basic sensing picture in his mind.

This is similar to the clarity of the photo, 10% is the most basic, the higher the synchronization rate, the higher the clarity of the photo, and in the end, you can even see the microscopic world, see all kinds of information left by others, and even later can contain all kinds of invisible light, all kinds of electromagnetic, sound waves, all kinds of things that are not visible to the naked eye.

It can be said that 10% is just the beginning, and the continuous improvement of the synchronization rate after that will make Fang Xingjian see the world more and more clearly, as if the resolution of the photo is getting higher and higher.

At this point, you can change classes and upgrade to level 20.

After that, the synchronization rate is every 10%, just like if you are level 20, you must have 20% to reach level 21.

And every time it reaches 10%, it will usher in a heavenly pass, such as a huge flow of information, such as the harassment of illusions, such as seven emotions and six desires are uncontrolled, this is the ten-day pass.

Each level will have a Titled Knight fall on it, and each level is extremely dangerous.

But this may not be the case for the other party's Xingjian, for example, the information bombardment in the first level just now was easily taken over by him.

Just because his talent is incomparable, whether it is the brain's memory, reflexes, or willpower, endurance is the best.

Looking at the aether synchronization rate on the panel, Fang Xingjian laughed, he sensed it a little, and he could feel the more than a hundred glimmers in his brain, that is, more than a hundred skill seeds.

He can finally start synthesizing skills. (To be continued.) )