Chapter Seventy-Five: The Dust Realm

The "fine dust" in the fine dust realm refers to the basic particles that make up all tangible substances that cannot be separated, and are collectively called particles.

In the early stage of cultivation, the particles absorb the aura of heaven and earth, improve the compactness, and become stronger, harder, and heavier in all directions, but this is only a superposition on the "quantity", and the particles themselves have a limit of accommodation, and in order to complete the qualitative change, more powerful forces are needed to join, and that is the law.

The cultivation of the Dust Realm is the process of imprinting the laws on the flesh and blood particles, so that they can break the limit and complete the transformation.

To do this, you first need to see the particles, and "touch" them.

The most mysterious thing about living beings, the "realm of consciousness" constructed from the particles of the divine soul, is the "eye" that can see the microscopic, and it is also the most delicate "scalpel" that can be infinitely subdivided.

"I haven't practiced the exercises of consciousness yet, and it's a book that can only be read on the second floor of the Library Pavilion."

"The strange thing is that among the hundreds of exercises in the Lin family's ancestral land, not a single one is a cultivation consciousness."

Yan Xing's brows furrowed slightly, he probably guessed something, the consciousness exercise seemed to belong to a monopoly of resources, and it was held in the hands of big forces, so as to enhance his dominance.

"No problem."

"My consciousness is strong enough, far beyond ordinary people, and with the [Microscopic Vision], even if I haven't rebuilt the 'Consciousness Domain', it is not difficult to break through."

Yan Xing sank his "gaze" into his body, and it was easy to see endless flesh and blood particles, [Microscopic Vision] did not refer to the eyes in the narrow sense, after several ascensions, all his means of perception could see the microscopic world, including consciousness.

The originally dark inner universe has been illuminated by the Star Swirl Vortex, and the bright stars slowly rotate around the Great Sun of Destiny, and between these seemingly stars are actually the holes, there are actually endless flesh particles in the void.

"This mass of flesh and blood particles should be a heart bone, right?"

The Three Realms of Dust: bones, internal organs, skin and flesh, from low to high, the first thing to start with is the bones, and the heart bone is the closest to the heart's life, the closest to the Dao Source Law, and the first step of all monks to imprint the law.

"Started ......"

As soon as Yan Xing's mind moved, Star Swirl spun violently, and under the wrapping of consciousness, the light of the origin of life extended an extremely subtle ray, and inside it was the extremely compressed "Law of Divine Light".

On his first attempt, Yan Xing didn't hold it up, knowing that the slightest carelessness in flesh and blood particles would be wiped out by the power of the law, so he chose to control the most proficient law by himself.

In previous lives, state-of-the-art lithography machines had reached the 1-nanometer level, integrating hundreds of billions of transistors on chips the size of fingernails. And what Yan Xing is doing now is to imprint incomparably complicated laws on particles that are only hundreds of billions of a nanometer.

Obviously, the huge computing power required for this is not at all possessed by Yan Xing.

What he has to do is actually very simple, just use the light of the origin of life, pull it over, connect it with the particles, and the subsequent imprint inscription, the law will be completed automatically.

Boom –

The moment the source light touched the particles, an extremely faint wave erupted, and there was no vision of divine light, because the "photon" was too large in the microcosm.

"That's it?"

Yan Xing's heart moved, and under the microscopic vision, the golden particle, which was originally smooth in appearance, had been entangled in a circle of extremely mysterious patterns, escaping the aura of divine light.

At the same time, the particles have completed a certain qualitative transformation, the limit is broken, and they become hungry and thirsty again, longing for the nourishment of the aura.

"I see, my foundation in the mortal body realm is extremely deep, the strength of flesh and blood particles is extraordinary, and I can easily carry the power of the law, since this is the case......"

No matter how many thoughts there are, the dense threads of origin shoot out from the fate, and in each subtle ray of light, there are twelve laws, each of which is linked to a particle, and the imprint is completed in an instant.

In the microcosm, time becomes extremely slow.

It has only been ten days since the outside world, and the countless particles that make up the heart bones have been imprinted with laws and completed their transformation.

Whoa—

The ripples in the turquoise pool gradually became more and more intense, forming a whirlpool that was visible to the naked eye and the water level was decreasing.

Bang!

After a long time, the water burst open, and Yan Xing jumped up from it, and above Chiguo's chest, a skeleton shimmered with colorful divine light, reflecting through the flesh and blood.

"A small heart protector has actually increased the power of 100 dragons!?"

Yan Xing's eyes were shocked, mortals have a total of 206 bones, but when they practice to the limit of the mortal body, wisdom teeth will develop twice and grow into new teeth, so each monk has 208 bones.

The heart bone is much smaller than the skull and leg bones, etc., and the number of particles is naturally not much, but it adds 100 dragon power to him.

"No, this is not the limit, I can improve so much, it is inseparable from the twelve laws, and I can continue to accommodate the laws."

"But in this way, the demand for aura is also very exaggerated."

Yan Xing nodded with satisfaction, aura is a trivial matter, others want to swallow it, and the particles can't bear it. It's all water grinding kung fu, even if he is so poor that he swallows the aura of heaven and earth, with his cultivation speed, he can also meet the needs of particles.

"Time is running out, let's collect the treasures on the last isolated island first."

The trial only lasted for a month, and if he didn't go out early, it was estimated that he would be trapped on the Dust Star, and he could cultivate at any time, so he didn't need to rush for a while.

Whoa!

Yan Xing opened his mouth and spewed out the Fang of Light, cutting the entire pool of water, and there were still ninety percent of the leyline marrow washing source liquid left in it, all of which were stored in the Hell Dimension.

The geese plucked their feathers, and the beasts left their skins, and he was now very short of cultivation resources.

"The last one."

Yan Xing stepped away, his expression was a little solemn, this last isolated island was extremely huge, the key thing was that he had faintly sensed a trace of crisis on it before, which was why he suddenly stopped and broke through the realm.

Time is running out, less than five days before the trial closes, and now I have to bite the bullet.

Across the light film, Yan Xing slowly landed on the square, and with a glance of his eyes, his eyes were attracted by the throne at the end of the square.

On top of the pyramid stands a scarlet throne, made of various bones.

At the top of the throne sat a pitch-black figure, dressed in pure white armor, every inch of skin was tightly covered, holding a silver spear in his left hand, sharp and powerful, immortal for billions of years, it should be a powerful Dao weapon.

Yan Xing's eyes moved, looking at the man's right hand on his thigh, his five fingers tightly pinched a scarlet token, his breath was fierce and abnormal, and he could vaguely see half of the words on it - "Expedition", could it be a conquest?

My heart trembled, and I looked up.

The dark hollowness on the mask, as if staring directly at him, spanned the eternal years, and it was creepy.