When Fang Tian withdrew from the sea of knowledge, the new moon had already risen, and the sky was full of stars.

In the deep night, there are billions of brilliant lights. These splendors, passing through countless distances near and far, intertwined their brilliance, spread all over the earth.

At the beginning of exiting the sea of knowledge, with his slow and long breathing, Fang Tian actually had the feeling that every breath was swallowing hundreds of millions of stars.

It's as if the sky is full of stars, all tied by his breath.

Of course, this is impossible, and the reason for this feeling is due to the extreme transparency of body and mind.

Before he could properly appreciate this feeling, Fang Tian was suddenly attracted by another change.

As I said before, the place where he is standing now is on a mountain range. This is a place at the top of the peak, and there are some trees growing here and there, not much, but grass sticking to the ground, quite a bit.

At this time, whether it was these grasses or those small number of trees, in Fang Tian's eyes, they were full of a dreamlike color.

When he first came to this life, as a stage of transition from an ordinary person to a magic apprentice, Fang Tian saw mountains as mountains, water as water, and plants and trees as plants and trees. - Well, it's not about the landscape, it's just the plants.

I still remember that at that time, Fang Tian still had the leisure to count how many grasses grew under the bench he was sitting on.

Then, as time passed, a true world of magicians opened up to him. With the vision of a magician, looking at it again, the landscape is still a landscape, but the plants and trees are no longer simple plants and trees.

Grass, trees, insects, ants, birds and beasts, and even people, all these "living" things. Because the "field" of life repels the elements, it forms something that Fang Tian calls "the brilliance of life".

Different life, its life brilliance is big and small, light and dark.

Therefore, even with his eyes closed, a magician can clearly know whether there are other beings within the range of his elemental sense, and what forms of life are there.

And now, look at the grass and trees. What Fang Tian saw was different again.

It is no longer a torch-like brilliance of life.

In other words, on the whole, it is still the "brilliance of life", but this brilliance is completely blurred. Before. What is seen is the whole, the outer, and now ...... Well. How so?

Fang Tian looked at a small grass at his foot on the left.

Open your eyes. Visually, it's a little grass. Close your eyes, in induction, it's a spot of light that's smaller than the tip of a needle, and around the point of light, to be specific. It's above and below, and above, there's a faint mist-like thing seeping down, below. There was also a faint mist-like thing that permeated the air.

And these two faint mists were centered on the point of light that was smaller than the tip of a needle, and they were closed.

It is not a direct connection between the top and bottom, but in a slight rotation, in the rotation, the upper and lower two strands of fog merge together silently, and then continue along the route of the rotation, in the rotation, in a circle towards the point of light in the center, until it melts into the point of light.

In a trance, Fang Tian seemed to feel that he had seen a nebula.

What is it? The Birth of a Star?

But what he's looking at is obviously a little grass!

I can't tell you what kind of feeling I felt in my heart at this time, but I was surprised, shocked, or both.

He looked at it for a long time in a bit of a daze, and suddenly, Fang Tian's heart moved-what would happen if the mist at the upper and lower ends was cut off?

And just between these thoughts, Fang Tian didn't make any movements, and he found that the point of light that belonged to Xiaocao seemed to be "surrounded" by something intangible, and the mist at its upper and lower ends could no longer get close to its side.

The fog above quickly dissipated.

The fog below had been swirling, circling again and again, and finally began to slowly dissipate when it could no longer get close to the point of light.

At this moment, the point of light began to shine, and in the glow, it began to tremble incessantly.

The more it flutters, the brighter the point of light becomes.

But Fang Tian ignored the brightness, and only felt the trembling. I don't know if it's an illusion, from that trembling, Fang Tian seems to feel a strong sense of "struggle". ――What if it continues?

Fang Tian couldn't help but think like this.

But he didn't let it go any further.

The next moment, Fang Tian's heart moved again, and then, the "encirclement" on the side of the point of light was removed, and at the moment of withdrawal, the point of light suddenly skyrocketed, and above and below, the mist filled again at an incomparably fast speed.

Then, the surging light dimmed little by little, almost extinguished, but the previous "struggle" tremor was no longer there.

At this moment, this point of light, although dim, looks like it has stabilized again.

Fang Tian still continued to observe.

Before, he had only been moving his hands and feet on this point of light for a few breaths, but later, after about a whole spell, the light of this point of light, or brightness, was faintly restored to its original form.

"Man, I'm sorry for the itch, but I hope it didn't hurt you. Fang Tian said softly, then stood up, and at the same time, spread the sense around.

Then, it was as if he had come to a dreamy or fairy tale world.

The world is dark.

But this darkness is just the background, the best background.

In this background, far and near, countless stars are brilliant, but these "stars" are very small, and the largest ones are not as big as soybeans. And Fang Tian himself stood in the midst of these countless "stars".

Then he saw that the surroundings, centered on those "stars", a faint mist was permeating and rotating, and if the range of induction was released, the whole area was filled with a lighter mist.

Fang Tian felt it quietly, intoxicated for no reason.

I don't know how long it took, Fang Tian raised his footsteps, and under the light mist, he walked towards the location of the "Wine Mountain".

This time, there is no teleportation, just a stroll.

Along the way, Fang Tian basically chose a place surrounded by mist, about three or four magic hours, Fang Tian only entered the range of the "Wine Mountain", and as soon as he entered here, Fang Tian suddenly stopped.

Because at this moment, in the induction, dozens of large points of light closest to him suddenly lit up.

This seems to be some kind of signal, no, this is the signal! The next moment, behind these dozens of points of light, countless points of light, from near to far, suddenly lit up, first those large points of light, and then, below them, smaller and smaller points of light, without exception, lit up one after another.

Fang Tian seemed to have walked into a colorful and brilliant sea of stars.

Inexplicably, Fang Tian's eyes moistened a little. With the past situation as a reference, how could he not understand that at this moment, this jungle, the countless life consciousnesses of all sizes in this jungle, were welcoming his arrival?

Normally, Fang Tian could only see a few welcomes, and Fang Tian also thought that it was only those few trees that could vaguely feel him.

But then he realized that it was not an individual who welcomed him, but the whole.

It's all the grass and trees in this mountain range!

Fang Tian wanted to stretch out his hand, wanting to hug all the life consciousness in this mountain range that welcomed him, but in the end he didn't move. - He couldn't hug him, and he didn't know how to hug it.

Fang Tian didn't take another step.

He just stood there quietly, and then, letting go of the realm, as usual, with these plants and trees, he cultivated or could also be said to "sleep".

Not long after, Fang Tian's consciousness gradually fell silent, and what he didn't see was that between this mountain range, the "mist" was thickening little by little, decorating the entire area, like a fairyland.

Of course, this qiē, no one knows. (To be continued......)