After dinner, just like yesterday, Fang Tian started to talk about the twenty-ninth episode of "Journey to the West".

After the story was told, after a slight walk, Fang Tian still returned to his room and began to sleep. In fact, it is not very appropriate to say that sleeping, but lying on the bed in a sleeping position, and there is no need to meditate, but to extend the spiritual power, implicating the magical elements that are limited to the scope of this small room, and not doing any manipulation, just loosely connected.

Then, do nothing, just take a leisurely and slow, deep breath, long inhale, long exhale, long exhale, and so on.

Gradually, there was clarity in consciousness.

Gradually, the spiritual power was as pure as water, blending with the magical elements.

Gradually, it seems to wake up but not awake, and it seems to sleep but not sleep.

I don't know how much time passed, Fang Tian gradually felt lazy, and then, an indescribable tiredness came from his body and mind, and then, Fang Tian really fell asleep.

What he didn't know was that in the middle of the night, after he had fallen asleep, two mosquitoes flew in through the gap above the window and the door, respectively, to have a full meal, but when they entered the room, they suddenly froze, as if they were stuck in some kind of gel, and they couldn't flap their wings again.

Just still, in their initial state when they entered the room, suspended in the air.

After a few moments, there seemed to be an invisible tide in the small room, as if the waves of the sea were tumbling from back to front, and the mosquitoes, propelled by this invisible wave, suddenly turned to ashes.

Soon after, several more mosquitoes flew in.

After that, it was again.

Overnight, before and after, there were a total of three or four mosquito invasions, but all the invading mosquitoes ushered in the same fate in confusion.

They couldn't figure out how they could be wiped out like that.

Not only did they not figure it out, but neither did Sharjah and Sallor.

"Your Excellency. Little friend, what's going on?" Sharjah of the Median Mage asked Archmage Thaler in confusion.

Sharjah had never seen or heard of a situation like Fang Tian's now. Xiaoyou was obviously asleep, and in the induction, even a slight snoring sound was still clearly recognizable. It's just that, what's going on with that elemental fluctuation? Could it be that you can also play cultivation while sleeping? Besides, it's not like cultivation.

Anyway, I've never heard of a magic apprentice playing this trick.

Not to mention magic apprentices, even mages, Sharjah can also be very qualified. Like Xiaoyou, it seems that ...... No way!

The middle mage's Sharjah didn't understand, and the archmage's Cele didn't understand either, "Maybe this is Xiaoyou's unique inheritance cultivation method?" After pondering for a while, the archmage said with such uncertainty.

Sharjah nodded slightly.

I can only think like this, this kind of speculation is the most reasonable guess.

It's just that they don't know that at this time, if there is a Sanctuary present. I guess my jaw dropped in surprise. Fang Tian's current state had a term among the Sacred Domain Scholars. It's called "Elemental Homogeneity", it's just that a small magic apprentice who isn't even an archmage, no, isn't even a minor mage, will have this kind of situation, this ......

How is this possible!

At all costs. It's dawn.

Fang Tian, who didn't know that there had been several mosquitoes tragically killed by his poisonous hands this night, woke up from a deep sleep.

After waking up, Fang Tian was a little stunned for a while.

Last night, it was the first time that he tried to practice simple cultivation with the purpose of "doing nothing". He didn't know if it would work. But at this time, there was an indescribable feeling in his body and mind, which could not be described, but it was very brisk, and Fang Tian seemed to feel that he was about to turn into the wind and wanted to fly. ...,

In fact, at this moment, he really had the urge to spread his wings and fly.

So, after a simple wash, Fang Tian came to the stake community in the backyard.

Actually, he hadn't played with stakes for a long time.

Owen and Anderson are both moving around here, and after a short period of exercise, they both like to play this, the kind they like very much.

In the field, there are several guests from the nine cities, who are also trying out here.

They all got up early.

Fang Tianwei nodded, stretched out his hand and waved, even if he had said hello, and then his body was like the wind, he jumped on a wooden stake, and then rushed out. The people present soon saw only a shadow, flashing at a great speed among the stakes of various heights and lows.

Looking at it, Anderson sighed unconsciously.

He had played with his younger brother here before, and at that time, he was the one who won and far surpassed his younger brother in terms of overall motor reactions.

It's just that how much time has passed?

When the little brother flew up, he was almost unable to see the shadow of the little brother clearly.

The speed of the little brother's progress is really terrifying, very terrifying!

Get along with the little brother all day long, although watching him rise step by step, but they have already seen the magic of the little brother, they are not too surprised and surprised by this.

If you really want to talk about it carefully, when the little brother was promoted to the fifth level, they were shocked. When the younger brother was promoted to the sixth level, they were pleasantly surprised. But when the younger brother was immediately promoted to the seventh level, to be honest, they didn't feel much anymore. Maybe the next time I have a feeling or a surprise or something, it will be when the younger brother is promoted to a mage? And as for the eighth or ninth level or something, in the words of the younger brother, they are all floating clouds.

But in any case, the shock should be gone. Based on these things in the past few months, Anderson believes that in the future, there will be nothing to shock them.

Even if the younger brother sues them, he is not a "son of God", but a god.

Actually, it's not easy for others to say, at least in his Anderson heart, the little brother is a god, already a god.

Speeding on the stake at a speed that surpassed his senses and thoughts, Fang Tian's pleasure and vividness lasted for almost two full hours of magic. And when he stopped, he was sweating like rain, as if he had just come out of the water.

At this time, Fang Tian was even more nostalgic for the bathroom, especially the steam room.

After such a exercise, lie down in the steam room, wow...... That feeling, that taste, needless to say......

So, when he was wearing only a small pants off his body, standing by the well and pouring water on his body with a wooden bucket, Fang Tian secretly felt ruthless in his heart, these days, he must get the bathroom out!

And, today, after breakfast, let's do it!

After taking a bath, Fang Tian was still as usual, wandering around to the martial arts training ground in the front yard to watch the big and small guys in the group practice martial arts, and talking and laughing with a few little girls who got up earlier. - Anyway, Xiao Qiqi, this little hairy girl, is in bed again this morning.

Another time to take the magic and eat. And after the meal, a complete set of plans and arrangements for the bathroom had been finalized in Fang Tian's mind...... ，