Some inexplicable information came, and Fang Tian suddenly understood that the thirteen stars above the sky were the thirteen gods of this world, the highest level of this world.

And the billions of billions of points of light far below are the creatures of this world.

This is also known as the "multitude of living beings".

Before, he was also one of the many beings.

At this time, looking at the past from this perspective, there are no ordinary people and cultivators, there are no warriors and magicians, and there are also no magic apprentices, mages, archmages, and holy domain people, they ...... It's all the same.

Although the light and shade of light are different, they are all tangled together, and on the dark river that is like a long river of fate, it is loaded and sunk.

And then, what about himself?

Fang Tian found that his position was still a long way from the thirteen stars.

It seems to have a feeling of being close at hand, but actually far away.

So, now, he's ......

Demigods?

Fang Tian thought to himself, he really didn't know about the scale and demarcation of the height of life. Others on this continent don't know, but he himself knows it, that is, before, he really hasn't entered the Holy Realm.

And now, at a glance, he has surpassed the Sanctuary.

Far beyond.

Even more absolutely, the two are not the same thing at all. Looking at the past from the present perspective, one is still only a mortal, and the other is ......

One on the flat ground and one in the sky.

The current vision or perspective is strange, but it is not sudden.

After going from a magic apprentice to a mage. You can almost intuitively feel the brilliance of your own life and that of other lives, and at this time, you go one step further. More thoroughly, or rather, more essential.

In other words, now, he sees a different way of the world.

Just like the computer text jiàn in the previous life, ordinary people look at it as video and audio. It's text, it's colorful, but if you go backstage. In other words, when you enter the programmer interface, you can only see black and white code.

Between the two, there is no difference between false and real.

In fact. It's all true.

It's just that the presentation is different.

The thought crossed my mind. The next moment, Fang Tian's existence suddenly changed.

If there are outsiders present, at this time, you will see that in mid-air, there is a slight shaking of water patterns in the space, and then, a dandelion is generated out of thin air. Then, the dandelion took advantage of the breeze. Float in the air.

After a short drift, the wind died down and the dandelion fell into a small stream.

And the moment it touched the surface of the stream, the dandelion silently turned into a small fish, dived to the bottom, and then swam in the water for a while, and then suddenly jumped out of the water.

In the water it is a fish, and when it jumps out of the water, the fish turns into a bird.

If so, the changes keep coming.

At this time, Fang Tian is grass, flowers, trees, fish, birds, and beasts.

After a long time, all the changes stopped.

The clothes that had been idle for a while in the room of the Maple Forest Compound were used again, and a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy stood quietly in front of a nameless stream, but he was exactly the same as when Fang Tian first came to this world.

The next moment, Fang Tian smiled slightly.

Some time ago, he stepped out of the trap of a magician and stepped into the path of true cultivation, thus understanding that this element that pervades the heavens and the earth is just a kind of auxiliary cultivation, and for cultivators, it is only expediency, not the end.

At this point, the elements are abandoned.

In fact, it can't be said that he will abandon it, and when he is conducting large-scale induction, he will still use the elements. But since then, the elements have really nothing to do with the fundamental practice.

It's like crossing a river, and the boat that was used to cross the river is left on the bank and starts to travel in a different way.

At this time, the "body" seems to have become another boat, abandoned at another intersection.

A new way is about to be walked in a new way.

The body is no longer needed.

Fang Tian stretched out his hand, looked it up and down, left and right, and then gently pressed his hand on his chest.

The heartbeat is faint and slow, but strong and powerful.

It's a truly perfect body.

The blood flows in the body, and the veins in the body are all unimpeded. This kind of body is achieved after he almost stepped into the "Sun True Fire Realm" and after a relatively long period of condensation of the sun, moon and stars.

Not to mention the Archmages such as Cele and Garodos, even the teachers of Sharjah and other Sacred Realm people, Fang Tian was also very skeptical, if they could reach such a level purely in terms of physical condition.

And the truth is, this body, to him, is nothing more than a random one.

Without the slightest effort.

"Body", "Mental Power", "Consciousness", and "Mind", which has not been established for a long time, seems to need to be upgraded in time, because, at the very least, the "body" has begun to fall out of fashion.

At this point, manpower has been exhausted.

The heart is the creation of the world itself.

I have worked hard to cultivate, but in the end, I have been told that this cultivation is useless. Thinking of this, Fang Tian smiled.

As a result, it is true that the practice of "body" is nothing but emptiness in the end. Of course, this process is actually like planting a flower, planting the flower tree, watering it carefully, and supporting it day and night.

Do not let the wind and rain hit the frost and snow.

Then, the tree, at last, blossomed and bore fruit.

And when the fruit is ripe, the once splendid flower is no longer there, and the flower tree itself is no longer useful. Or it can be said that at the moment when the fruit is ripe, the flower tree itself withers.

When the fruit is ripe, the flower tree is not there.

And when the fruit has not yet borne fruit, or even the flower has not yet bloomed, the flower tree itself is really a qiē.

Yes, it is not empty.

This principle is clear, and a period of cultivation suddenly arises in Fang Tian's heart.

It is the process of cultivation, it is also the mystery of cultivation, and of course, it can also be said to be the true essence of cultivation. At this point, the cultivation of the body and mind that belongs to the human realm, or to the "mortal", has no hidden trace in the slightest.

Whether it is the cultivation of a warrior, the cultivation of a magician, the cultivation of the temple, the cultivation of a known unknown, all of them are the scenery behind them, and they are all the smoke and clouds under their feet.

At this time, the mountains are descending.

Countless cultivation secret techniques, as if they were born out of thin air, flashed in Fang Tian's mind, but Fang Tian just let these consciousnesses flow, and did not pay attention to the specifics.

Taking this step, many, many, and many, is different.

Body solidity is one of the most significant.

And the other thing is awareness.

The old consciousness disintegrates and the new consciousness opens, and the specific situation cannot be described in any words. If I can barely put it into words, it can only be said that it is like blowing out the candles in a dark room, and then stepping out of the house and going outside.

Looking up, it is the starlight.

The infinite vastness comes into view.

In the past life, in the present life, in the past and present lives, the accumulation of this past life and this life is just a joke at this time. That lot of accumulation was just like a drop of water, and at this time, the creation of heaven and earth that was unfolding in front of Fang Tian was an endless sea.

Even if there is 3,000 weak water, only one scoop of water is taken to drink, and I don't know how much more than before.

One qiē, just wait for time.

Fang Tian sighed slightly.

This sigh, I don't know whether it is joy, calm, or melancholy and nostalgia for the past, Fang Tian himself can't say very clearly.

It's just that one thing is clear, and that is that since then, it's really, really different.

He has cultivated physical and mental consciousness, as well as water, wind and fire. I don't know how much cultivation there is, but it suddenly bears fruit today. The dust fell like snow, and today I know that I am me.

Since then, there has been no mortal man. (To be continued......)