Xin Fa thought about it, and revisited the poem he had composed for the girl twice in the world of consciousness, and he wanted to use it as the first step to express his heart.

After reading the words twice, Xin Fei began to focus on transforming it into the foundation of spatial mysteries: with spatial mysteries as the main body, fivefold analysis as the reliance, the two words he had seen before as a reference, and the magic routines as the mediator. Xin Fang made a bold move, and depicted the outline of the word space between opening and closing, although he had already observed the operation of the word space twice, but what really made him build the word space was really a bit of a blind man touching the elephant.

"That's all there is to it. Pill release!" Xin Fang's thoughts were surging, oppressing the temporarily uncontrolled pill exercise in the upper dantian, and then circulating in the world of consciousness. Although the release of those elixirs was only a superimpose, it was enough for Xin Fang to use to condense the word space in the world of consciousness.

After the release of the pill, Xin began to immerse himself in the mysterious carrier of space under the sustenance of the poem "Butterfly Loves Flowers" that he composed. I saw a burst of Xuanguang rippling like a substance, fluctuating the space within the world of consciousness. Under the influence of the superimposed shadow of the release of the elixir, every line, every handwriting, and every stroke of "Butterfly Loves Flowers" is deeply meaningful, and every collision, every alternation, and every turn of "Butterfly Loves Flowers" is wonderful.

Gradually, the whole "Butterfly Loves Flowers" condensed into a huge geometric circle in Xin Fang's consciousness world, with thick brushwork and sharp brushstrokes. Xin Fang opened the five-fold analysis, looking inward, analyzing the large geometric circle formed by the superimposed shadow of "Butterfly Love Flower" through the release of the elixir, and he found that the details were full of fonts. These fonts seem to be randomly distributed, but Xin Fang knows that there are unclear rules in them, because the release of the elixir has achieved the flow of the system.

"Immortal Rebellion Storm!Pill Empire!" Xin Fang shouted in his heart, casting two sets of spells in a row, which suddenly triggered a burst of scorching heat on his eyebrows, and the world of consciousness was flooded with routines. The immortal rebellious wind is mature, and the elixir empire is naïve, but the two spell routines complement each other. And in the special environment of the world of consciousness, a bearing arc of sustenance and mystery is derived, floating on the large geometric circle.

"Departure of chess!" Xin Fang sighed again in his heart, and the scorching heat on his eyebrows fluctuated suddenly. At the double temples of his consciousness world, two ethereal streams of mystical light floated and layered on top of each other on that large geometric circle, brewing, releasing it, merging, deriving, and assimilating. The text fragments and the handwriting in the word space belong to two different types of text interpretations, and the collision between the same heterogeneous species is even more oppressive.

"Boom!" A tremor that was enough to distort the space outside suddenly erupted in Xin Fang's consciousness world, causing his brows to furrow, squeezing the upper dantian. Xin Fang suddenly broke off the link with the three sets of spell routines such as the departure of chess, but he always insisted on the operation of the five-fold analysis. After a few moments, Xin Fang finally found a harmonious fit between two different characters in the large geometric circle.

"It's so profound. If it weren't for the fact that I had cultivated the three sets of miracle spells of the Immortal Rebellion Wind, the Departure of Chess, and the Pill Empire, and the Dominating Yuan Shen was enough to carry such a huge flow of information, I am afraid that I would never have been able to comprehend the first word space. Spatial mystical cultivation has a long way to go. Xin Fang sighed in his heart, and then he sank into the perception of the word space. The so-called everything is difficult at the beginning, and at this moment he has summoned the first word space, and the next process will be relatively easy.

Xin Fang rose up again to dominate the primordial spirit induction and encircled the first word space he summoned, and then moved to the five-fold analysis for protection. After a qiē is ready. Xin Yi once again concentrated on the large geometric circle, and saw that the trajectory of the words on it was obviously much clearer. After thinking for a moment, he deliberately unleashed three sets of spell routines, covering the large geometric circle again.

The departure of chess is the vanguard. The fit of the main word space;Although the pill empire has the worst background, it is mainly to maintain the continuous operation of the pill release superimposer, so the consumption is low;As for the immortal rebellion wind, because of the coherent space mystery. It is the strongest reliance of Xin Fang's ultimate goal to comprehend the word space.

The continuous interpretation of the three sets of spells slowly outlined a huge framework outline in Xin Fang's consciousness world, a spectacular scene. The vast territory and powerful aura gradually show the clear outline of the song "Butterfly Loves Flowers". The complex chapters, jumping tones, and majestic rhythms made Xin Fang re-understand the words he created.

Second, third, fourth...... The continuous space of words bursts out from the large geometric circle, and the endless mysteries of space are suspended lightly and regularly on the large geometric circle at this moment, and are connected by the overlapping shadows of the elixir.

"...... after dusk in the valley" combines the first word space in the five-fold analysis, "Butterfly Loves Flowers" looms in Xin Fang's consciousness world word by word, and the majestic spatial aura makes Xin Fang feel admired, and the two mysterious connotations that naturally emanate are spectacular. Xin Fang slowly precipitated the world of consciousness, transferred the word space carried by "Butterfly Loves Flowers" to the fivefold analysis, and then condensed it in the upper dantian, which fit with the little sacred fire, and finally turned the void into substance.

Xin Fang's eyes, which were many closed, suddenly opened, and his eyes burst with poetry and painting, as if they were deep in thousands of universes, making people dare not look directly. The girl smiled and looked at Xin Fang curiously, she wanted to know what kind of artistic conception Xin Fang would write.

Xin Fang continued the opening of the five-fold analysis, and saw a line of fire stretching out in the plane of his eyebrows in front of him, which contained a deep spatial mystery. Under the girl's curious attention, the line of fire began to converge, gradually condensing into a holy spark in the void in front of his hall. Xin Fang raised his sword in his left hand, and outlined a series of runes in the void in front of him, and then slammed towards the holy spark.

Falling with his hand, Xin Fang's fingertips touched ripples one after another on the Holy Mars, causing it to spin an arc of fire in the fluctuations. The arc of fire rolled, sweeping through the endless fire, boosting the self-contained word space, floating elegantly in front of the girl and Xin Fang.

"You're done, I'll read it. The girl smiled brightly, and then read the words contained in the mysteries of the space intently, and that seriousness made her a little more charming. Xin Fang was silently watching the girl on the side, and he was inevitably apprehensive.

After the girl finished reading "Butterfly Loves Flowers", her face was as red as a flower, she stood up, and glanced at Xin Fang shyly, and said, "This is what you are talking about?" She walked away without waiting for Xin Fang's answer. Xin Fang was startled, he looked at her back, and asked, "You dare to ask the girl's name?" The girl paused, did not look back, and said in a coquettish voice: "When we see you next time, I will tell you again." After saying this, she walked away, only giving Xin Fang a house full of fragrance and eternal memories.

"We'll see you again!" Xin Fang said, looking in the direction the girl had left, clenching his fists. Xin Fang rubbed his temples, temporarily collected the girl's figure, and then flicked his right sleeve, turning the floating word space in front of him into nothingness. Xin Fang retracted his gaze, his left hand lightly touched the Heaven Swallowing Illusion Bag, sensing the state of the human realm grass grazing in it, and the next most important thing for him was to swallow the human world grass grazing, and consume the pill empire, and then break the demon seal, and finally resume cultivation.

Xin Fang walked out of the twenty-four medicines, and then cast the spatial mysteries to summon a spatial entrance and exit on the avenue, and stepped into it. There are thousands of lights in the entrance and exit space, but Xin Fang's mind is not on these gorgeous lights. He obviously had a thousand determined hearts and minds to devote himself to the matter of swallowing the grass of the human world, but the girl's figure kept appearing in his conscious world, always lingering.

"What's your name?" Xin Fang asked in a low voice as he looked ahead stunned. (To be continued......)