"I don't need mental space!"

Fang Bai made a very decisive decision after understanding the spell position structure.

"I'm not a mage, and an instantaneous spell is at best the icing on the cake for me, not a charcoal in the snow.

For me, what I need is not a mental space where I can store spells.

Instead, the spell bit is extended, and it can directly perceive the spiritual power of the microscopic realm and the stronger computing power.

Perception and computing power are the core of everything!

The structure of the spell bit structure can endow the spell bit with three functions: perception, computing power, and mental space, among which the mental space occupies the largest proportion of the structure, and perception and computing power can only be regarded as the focus.

If I could directly remove the mental space from the structure and raise the structural ratio of perception and computing power, it would be more practical for me. ”

Fang Bai thought of this, and the two flames ignited again, putting the spell position into it, and began to use the flames to refine the structure and purify the spell position.

In the red-hot heat, the impurities evaporate little by little, and the structure that represents the spiritual space gradually decays in the process.

Inside the mage tower, Fang Bai slowly opened his eyes.

After getting used to the discomfort of switching time and flow rates, I went downstairs to the furnace.

Looking at the furnace, Fang Bai's mind moved, and the flames formed.

Then let the little rhinoceros gather the rhinoceros herd, and the cloud of qi and blood was formed.

The clouds of qi and blood converged, and the huge clouds of qi and blood gradually contracted and contracted, and finally gradually turned from the ethereal power of qi and blood into a faint flame.

The flame and the fire lotus overlapped, and every minute and every second the two were absolutely overlapping, even if it was the jump of the flames.

After adjusting the temperature of the butt, Fang Bai took a deep breath, and his thoughts moved, representing his absolute core spell position slowly drifting out.

For a mage, the first spell slot is always the core spell slot.

All the other spell slots can go wrong and be destroyed, which can hurt at most and get out of the way.

But if something goes wrong with the first spell slot, then there's really nothing to talk about.

Because this is a spell slot that carries the soul and the consciousness.

But at this moment, Fang Bai resolutely threw it into the flames.

Call!

The spell position flew into the flames, and a burning sensation lingered in Fang Bai's heart.

And the temperature on the spell slot gradually increases.

It is a little different from in the fantasy space, in the actual operation, Fang Bai is very restrained, very cautious, and can even be said to be relatively slow, but correspondingly, every step is very solid.

Heating, melting, purifying.

When the liquid spell bit touched the flames, Fang Bai's pupils shrank suddenly.

This kind of pain could not be completely resisted even if he was prepared, but this did not affect Fang Bai's operation.

The structure is simplified, and the mental space is shrinking little by little.

Suddenly!

"Huh?"

The soul state looked at his body and didn't react for a moment.

Confused.

How could this cultivator die?

Fang Bai immediately checked the cultivation process just now, only to find that it was the spell position that interfered with the control of the flames during the process of being smelted.

In the fantasy space, because the smelted force is only the body spell bit condensed in the fantasy space after all.

No matter how much this fantasy spell bit is smelted, it will not have any impact on Fang Bai's spiritual power, let alone on Fang Bai's soul and consciousness.

However, outside of the fantasy space, as the only spell bit, smelting means simultaneously smelting the soul and even consciousness inside it.

Of course, this is just an analogy, this flame is far from reaching a level where it can react to the soul.

However, while the soul and consciousness were not disturbed, the change in spell slots had a real effect.

It's like a stick that may not hit the soul, but it can blow the head.

And the change in the middle of the spell slot directly caused a trace of emptiness.

This is also the culprit of Fang Bai's failure.

This is something that cannot be tested by fantasy space.

Fang Bai groaned, not in a hurry to resurrect, but directly began to think and sort out in the soul state.

A moment later, the resurrected Fang Bai sat in front of the desk and began to calculate and deduce, and from time to time he entered the patient's space to verify something.

About two hours later, Fang Bai appeared in front of the furnace again.

Before the experiment began, a thought suddenly popped into Fang Bai's mind.

He seems to be dying more and more casually lately?

He hadn't died once before his first death, but since he was killed by the master, he has been dying more and more casually.

"Besides, I don't think it's more dangerous to engage in research than to fight a master's duel."

Fang Bai couldn't help but scratch his head.

"You can't die in a duel with a master, you can kill yourself with a random experiment."

Fang Bai couldn't help but fall into deep thought, and after a moment came to a conclusion.

"I'm so good."

Fang Baile was happy.

Make a joke to amuse yourself, and the reason for this is clear.

Fang Bai's cultivation was created from scratch, not just pure cultivation.

The path of creation is full of thorns and thorns, and it is very dangerous, so that Fang Bai, who is about to have master-level combat power and master-level survivability in advance, will die without the slightest hesitation.

Fang Bai shook his head slightly, shook off the distracting thoughts in his mind, and concentrated on what was in front of him.

The problem of losing control of mental power cannot be tried in the fantasy space, so Fang Bai must take the risk directly in the game.

But fortunately, as a player, the most serious consequence is only to die to the point of being in a state of weakness.

If it's just this kind of price, no matter how weak the state is, Bai Bai doesn't mind, as long as it can succeed, even if it is worth stacking.

With so many opportunities to try, it's always much better than the Aboriginals, much better than in reality.

If you change to the aborigines, it will not be solved in dozens of days or hundreds of lives.

Then it may have to be hundreds of geniuses with the same lineage and iterative experience.

But let's not talk about how to inherit experience when you die, just say where to find hundreds of geniuses?

It has to be a succession of mage geniuses in the same vein.

Just thinking about it is suffocating.

Fang Bai focused his consciousness on the flames in front of him.

The flames jumped slightly, Fang Bai's mind moved, and a bag of crystal powder turned into thin lines that shuttled and spread on the ground, and after a while, a complex magic circle formed.

However, this kind of one-time magic circle is generally called a ritual field!

After the first ritual field was arranged, Fang Bai groaned slightly, and another ritual field was superimposed.

With Fang Bai as the center, the two ritual fields are superimposed on each other, do not interfere with each other, and are independent, but they are connected and linked to each other in key places.

After all the preparations were made, Fang Bai took a deep breath, and the next moment, the spell position was submerged in the flames!

(End of chapter)