Who is Fang Tian?

It is a person who has two lifetimes of experience, a person who is ordinary in the past life but has a wide range of knowledge, a person who first suffers and then pretends to be forced in this life, and then slowly moves towards simplicity and purity, and a person who is now possessed by a number of "secret methods" because of various internal and external reasons.

Who is Yeni?

He is a traditional magician, a person who has entered the Sanctuary only by virtue of his broken inheritance.

If these two people come together......

Well, they haven't met, and the two of them haven't met once so far, but today, when one of them devotes all his body and mind to reading and feeling the other person's cultivation journey, it's almost the same as meeting.

The reading continued, the feeling continued, and along with the reading and feeling, some subtle adjustments of the body and mind also continued, when the various information about the archmage and the holy realm in the letter entered the body and mind, it was like a spark falling into hot oil, and Fang Tian felt that his entire body was burning.

It's not really burning, but it's pretty much the same, it's just not on fire.

In the center of Zhihai, the bright point of light suddenly became many times brighter, and with this change, the connection between this inexplicable Zhihai and the body seemed to be opened, and there seemed to be no barrier between the two, so that the bright point of light, like a real sun, appeared in Fang Tian's body.

In the body, a little bit of blood boiled, and the meridians brightened everywhere.

Correspondingly, the blood flow accelerated, and Fang Tian felt his heart pounding but beating faster and faster. When his gaze naturally fell on the hand of the letter, Fang Tian was even a little stunned to see this moment. Above the two hands, the blood is full of blood.

The same is true of the hands, and the same is true of the arms, and the same is true of both arms and hands, and the whole body must be no exception.

Just a little curious, not panicked. Not even more shocked, Fang Tian just gently put down the letter in his hand, and then teleported. He came to the dense forest plain below the "Wine Mountain", where he often practiced and "slept" during this time, and then, his hands drooped. Stood quietly.

When the body stands in such a soothing and natural state. The flow of blood in his body instantly accelerated, and in just about two or three minutes, Fang Tian's feelings became blurred, and only the sound of blood flowing and the beating of his heart began to become clear.

I don't know how long it took, just like the high tide of the sea began to recede, the flow of blood slowed down, and the beating of the heart became weaker. and decay downwards until the two are completely stationary.

When these two are at rest. Fang Tian's feeling also seemed to be still, or as if it was "stretched", in short, heaven, earth, and itself, all seemed to slow down, slow to the point of being still.

And in this state of stillness, there is something in the body, something that seems to have a shape and an intangible, and it begins to grow.

From every place in the body, or every cell, in short, the most subtle part of the body, there is something like fog, like water, like warmth, like coolness, which begins to emerge little by little from nothing, and then this kind of thing slowly gathers, starting from the smallest veins in the body, penetrating little by little, entering the larger veins, and then entering the veins of the upper level.

Until, into the body of the one hundred and ten main veins.

By this time, these were already subtle gatherings, and they were already overwhelming.

Then, when the meridians could no longer accommodate it, these oceans naturally entered the large and small bones of the body, or the next moment, Fang Tian felt that the bones were like a riverbed, and the ocean of water, little by little, washed this riverbed.

Head-to-toe and foot-to-head.

Outside-in, inside-out.

Cycle after cycle, cycle after cycle, cycle after cycle......

Fang Tian felt that the bones of his whole body were shattered, no, not feeling, but real, not shattered into pieces, but as if they had been completely restored to the most subtle state, if it weren't for the fact that there was an invisible thing supporting his body at this time, Fang Tian felt that he would definitely not be able to maintain a standing posture anymore.

I don't know how long it took, but the impact and flow of the ocean slowly came to a standstill again.

The already "dull" feeling was further blunted, and every qiē became gloomy, and only the bright point of light in the sea of consciousness continued to shine.

And Fang Tian's entire feeling was also in this brilliance, little by little, sinking into darkness, and then into complete ignorance.

A few degrees of sunrise and a few degrees of moonset.

As if it was just a moment, and as if thousands of years had passed, Fang Tian woke up again, and then slowly opened his eyes.

Carefully observing the whole body, for a long time, Fang Tian raised his hand with a little caution, and lifted his right hand, which was originally hanging by his side, up little by little, until it was in front of him and in front of him.

Then the palms of the hands are flipped back and forth, and then the arms are shaken from side to side.

Nothing.

The bones that had been "restored" were regenerated, or condensed.

Then, Fang Tian's entire body moved, leaning forward and backward, jumping left and right, like a monkey. ――If he were seen by Andy Eric and others, his image would be ruined.

But of course, there is no one around, far and near.

There is only heaven, only earth, only grass and trees, only himself.

After jumping around for a long time, Fang Cai calmed down, and then laughed silently.

Before, it was really a very strange feeling to see or feel the large and small bones in the body being "melted" little by little, and it was not so frightening, but after waking up again, feeling a qiē return to its original state, Fang Tian still couldn't stop being happy.

However, it is not entirely correct to say that it is restored as it is.

Fang Tian raised his hand again, looking at it carefully over and over again, and then, the smile on his face changed little by little, turning into a shallow bitter smile.

Without it, Gain's hand shrunk by one more.

The hands are shrunk, the arms are shrunk, and the whole body is ......

The whole body was similarly shrunk.

In the past, when I was "shrinking", the clothes on the body only became larger, but at this time, the clothes on the body did not match at all, and the shirt that was originally just a little wider hung down directly to the knees.

And the pants, after jumping left and right just now, directly "wrapped" the shoes.

The age of this small body was fourteen years old, and the last time it was reduced, it seemed to have become about twelve years old, and this time it was ......

Fang Tian lowered his head and looked at himself, looking left and right, right and left, and then no matter how he looked left and right, he looked like he was only seven or eight years old. Nima, don't you want to be so excessive, how do you see people like this?

And of course, Lord Fang, the lord of Fang City, once again turned into a little bald.

All over the body, the kind where the hair falls out again and again.

Still waiting to grow it again. (To be continued......)