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The wind was surging in the sky, and Fang Xing's heart fluctuated.

"That's it! Heaven and earth have spirits as witnesses, and from today onwards, I am just Fang Xing! ”

Looking at the clouds moving in all directions, the strange-clothed young man settled down for a long time, and finally let out a long sigh. Yesterday's me is no longer me, today's me is me, this is a realization given to him when Lingtai's state of mind was deduced to open the world.

With that, his strange clothes turned into powder with the wind, and then another breeze blew and put on a green robe for him again.

"This style is still cut by my mother Fang Ziqing, right?" The little bit of slightness in his heart was passed by Fang Xing with a smile.

The seven-colored sword also reappeared, hanging on his waist, adding a touch of heroic aura to Fang Xing at this time.

When that was all done, he took a fresh look at the loot that had been thrown aside.

With just a simple move, the five-colored clouds scattered around him were gathered together by him and rolled into a ball in his sleeves. Fang Xing reached out and fished it, and the next moment, a cloud of golden mist and a black light appeared on his hand, and he glanced at it slightly, what was the golden mist, Fang Xing couldn't recognize it, but that black light was very similar to the color of the Xuanshen Divine Light before - it must be it!

Fang Xing chuckled lightly and said, "This is cheap for me!" ”

After speaking, he rubbed his hands together, and rubbed the black light and golden mist into his body.

As soon as the golden mist touched his body, it melted into it like water dripping into the sea, making his face glow with gold from time to time.

But that black light really struggled for a while, until Fang Xing used some seven-colored treasure light to subdue it,

The black light that rubbed into Fang Xing's body went up from Fang Xing's two arms, straight out through the zenith, turning into a black cloud floating above his head. The intense shiver at that moment also made Fang Xing understand that this Xuanying Divine Light was full of spirituality, and it was not something he could touch at this time.

Fang Xing had been fighting against the Seven-Colored Treasure Light for many years, and he knew that this suppressive weapon of unknown origin was lifeless and had no spirituality to speak of, in addition to being powerful—if it weren't for that, he wouldn't have had a chance to subdue it this time.

He had a fierce battle with the Vulture Ancestor just now, although it was only a few moments before and after, but the various qi machines intertwined between the battlefields also gave him a little gain. According to what he could see, although the strength of the five-color divine light that the Vulture Ancestor used in the end was strong, it was obviously not as strong as the one that controlled the one-color Xuanshen divine light before.

Compared to the dead silence of the seven-colored treasure light and the unknowability of the five-color divine light, Fang Xing naturally had unusual expectations for the Xuanming Divine Light that the Eagle Ancestor had already refined.

Then he thought again: "I wonder if there is still a cultivation method for the five-color divine light in this remnant soul?" ”

Today, the Vulture Ancestor died at his hands, not because of the battle, but because he fell under Fang Xing's mental calculation.

Although that five-colored divine light was barely summoned by the Vulture Ancestor when he was dying and struggling, with the seven-colored treasure light in his hand, Fang Xing could still perceive the infinite mystery contained in this divine power.

"That Xuanying Divine Light is only the color that the Vulture Ancestor refined in the five-colored divine light, and it has such amazing magical powers. Then if there is a chance to refine the five-color divine light, how strong would it be? Fang Xing weighed the colorful cloud in his sleeve, and couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

It's just a pity that being able to dig out these two benefits from the remnant soul of the Vulture Ancestor is already the limit of what Fang Xing can do now. In that cloud of color, there is also a messy divine thought scattered by the vulture ancestor, violent and abusive, and if you are not careful, you will rush out to make trouble, let alone swallow it.

Fang Xing also knew that his foundation was too thin, and this gift was not needed now. After thinking about it, he put the colorful cloud qi in his sleeve and suppressed it with the seven-colored treasure light. Later, when he is ready, he can try it.

At this time, the seven-colored sword hanging on his waist came from a slight movement. Fang Xing raised his head and looked around, looking at the wilderness and eight wildernesses, and the moment he had just settled down made him gain a lot. At this moment, his mind is vast and magnificent, and he has many understandings.

He knew that the time left for him in Lingtai's state of mind was running out. The blow just now, he spent a lot. Opening up the world and deducing the state of mind of Lingtai made him overdraft a lot, and he would soon fall into a deep sleep again.

But this time he had an realization - this time he fell asleep for eternity. No, it may not be right to say that, because this time his previous spiritual consciousness will be completely fused with the soul of this life. At that time, he will be able to get rid of the shackles of the Lingtai state of mind, re-enter the body, and walk in this world.

This time, Fang Xing understood a lot of things, which made him can't help but show the vicissitudes of life on his face, pacing and pondering:

"I was originally just an otaku on the earth who ate and waited for death, and I don't know why I was favored by Providence, and my soul actually crossed over here after death."

"But I don't want to be resisted by this heaven and earth because my soul is from an outer land, and I have been trapped in a bloodline inheritance for more than one hundred and ten years."

Looking back on the past, Fang Xing secretly felt bitter in his heart. If it weren't for the Eagle Ancestor's Dementorship Technique, he wouldn't know how long it would take for him to wake up, let alone how much he would have forgotten the past.

Thankfully, all of this has been stopped.

In the past 110 years, Fang Xing has also had enlightenment, but it is not until today that he has been able to realize it.

Although he had forgotten most of the memories of the other world, Fang Xing still had a special will that belonged only to him at this moment.

This is a kind of will that does not belong to this side of the world, and it is an independent will, a free will, that this world has never seen before.

He paced back and forth a few more steps, and thought to himself:

"In the long river of imprisonment, how many times have my heart longed for freedom, how many times have I longed for it! It's a pity that after all, it shouldn't be called to the sky, and the earth is ignored! ”

"Today, the Vulture Ancestor seduces me with a beautiful voice, and I don't want him; He has deceived me with gold and silver, and I will not be him; However, when he told me that I could 'rule the universe,' I was finally moved, because I knew how hard it was to be free. I don't want to be the Emperor of Heaven, to dominate the universe, to rule the heavens, but to be free! ”

"Now that I can get out of trouble, I must make up my mind that after I regain my life, I will not be a poor person made by God again!"

Fang Xing had been sleeping in this body for so long, and he also knew a little about the difficulties of the world.

In this world, the generation of Qi refining cultivators has vast magical powers, and the cruelty of society is even better than before. He knew that if he wanted to make a difference, he still had to squeeze into the Qi Refining Dao, otherwise he would still be a mermaid and an ant.

"Fortunately, now that I have found my true self, I have killed the Vulture Ancestor who came to take the house. In this way, after getting out of trouble, it will definitely be a situation where the world is vast and there is a lot to be done! In this life, I must make good use of my resources and work hard to be a master! ”

Secretly made up his mind in his heart, Fang Xing looked up at the blue sky, and sighed again in his heart.

"For 100 years, it has been like a dream, half a life of obscurantism, the Lingtai has been empty for a long time, and the two worlds are one and the dream is returned."

"Big dreams! Ha ha! ”

This is Fang Xing's last emotion before his new life, and then he rose with the wind, soared up, embodied the rising sun, and welcomed a new future.

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A gust of wind blew slowly, dispersing the mist that gathered on the crescent pool. The water surface in the center of the pool rippled, and Fang Xing, who had been captured by the female corpse in the water before, appeared in the sunny place again to feel the warmth of the sun.

It seemed that he was too frightened, and Fang Xingchu's expression was a little sluggish.

However, slowly, when a noisy sound sounded, Fang Xing woke up.

He twisted his stiff neck, looked around, and wondered, "Where am I?" ”

Seeing that it was getting late, he continued to ask, "I have been drowsy for half a day, as if in a dream. ”

"What the hell is wrong with me?"

The wilderness was silent, and no one answered his self-talk.

The memories of this body are very complicated, and they are full of all kinds of distractions, and the two complex and opposing thinking patterns of the past life and this life cross and play with Fang Xing's mind, making his journey of soul unity full of hardships.

However, all this is a thing of the past after all—now, Fang Xing has been given a new lease of life.

"I'm Fang Xing?"

"Yes, I'm Fang Xing!"

The voice that was still confused just now suddenly calmed down again. With a long exhale, Fang Xing smiled with relief in his heart, and said vigilantly: "It turns out that I am just Fang Xing......"

At the same time, he also felt that the world was alive again before his eyes.

It was only at this time that Fang Xing realized that he was standing knee-deep in the water, and there was a swollen and swollen female corpse lying beside him—her hands and feet wrapped around his legs like octopuses.

The water in the pool was so cold, so cold that it pierced people's lungs.

Fang Xing was taken aback by this scene, and it took years of qi cultivation to not scream. In addition to being frightened, Fang Xing was nauseous again, and in his hurry, he didn't know how he struggled to get rid of the entanglement of the dead body.

It wasn't until he ran a long distance away that Fang Xing gradually came to his senses.

He was cold and sick to his stomach, and his heart was pounding.

All kinds of senses also hit at the same time, and Fang Xing noticed that the hem of his clothes was already completely soaked. The cloth boots were also filled with water, and they were cold and slippery, and it was extremely uncomfortable.

There seemed to be a faint smell of unknown origin attached to him, and the dampness, together with the cold wind in the spring, drilled straight into his clothes, forming an invisible burden that weighed heavily on his nerves, and suddenly made him nervous again.

"That's the dead thing of the Vulture Ancestor?"

In his Lingtai state of mind, Fang Xing can be the king and hegemon, and he can even use the seven-colored treasure light given by God to kill a strong enemy, but after peeling off these, in reality, he is still an ordinary man.

The seven-colored treasure light in Lingtai's state of mind could not be brought out, which made Fang Xing feel a little regretful in his heart, but after thinking about it, he was relieved again-"I am not worth a lot at this time, I am already very good compared to the past, I can't be too greedy." ”

It seems that there is a special change happening to Fang Xing, this is an indescribable feeling, and now it is quietly changing a person, allowing him to gradually free himself from the role play of the unsmiling and extreme little adult in this life.

The many efforts to find his true self made Fang Xing exhausted. At this moment, he just wants to go home, find a place to relax, eat enough, change into comfortable clothes, and then quietly recall and face all this.

By constantly taking deep breaths and using the simple breathing technique he had learned before, Fang Xing gradually adjusted himself. Finally, he could feel the strength he had lost some of it again. Although my hands are still shaking, I can already exert strength on my feet.

He couldn't wait to kick lightly, trying to soothe the tense muscles.

Gradually, he completely distracted those distractions and concentrated on the recovery of his body. He did all these tedious and tiring hands-on leg work extremely seriously and methodically - this is really Fang Xing's excellent side.

After breaking free from the shadow of his previous life, the excellent qualities of the young man gradually appeared. He is like a piece of jade that has never been pondered, and at this moment he is reborn from the fire, and the dust on the outside is swept away, revealing a crystal clear inside.

After another moment, with the incessant beating and encouragement, Fang Xing once again felt the blood qi rumbling between his legs, and he could exert a little strength and start to walk.

So he stepped forward.

Before he knew it, the sun was about to set in this spring, and the sky was getting darker, so he had to go back early.

Step by step, the young man took firm steps, gradually changing from weakness and weakness to vigorous and agile.

Fang Xing walked faster and faster, and walked more and more easily. The feeling of moving freely returned to him again.

I couldn't help but feel a chill in the corners of Fang Xing's eyes—this feeling is so good, this feeling of being extremely down-to-earth is so good, this feeling of being free is so good......

With this realization, Fang Xing raised his head and held his chest up, leaving one after another water-covered footprints on the dirt road, and kept moving forward in the direction of progress......

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