When he woke up again, Chen Yuan found that he had come to that quiet and dark place. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

This is the third time he has visited here, and although he still doesn't know anything about the origin of this mysterious space, Chen Yuan didn't have the slightest surprise in his heart, and just waited quietly.

Sure enough, a moment later, the strange rune golden ball arrived as promised and appeared in front of Chen Yuan.

There were still black and silver runes flying in front of him, but this time, Chen Yuan keenly noticed that it seemed that the number of black runes was a little more than the silver runes.

What exactly does this change mean, Chen Yuan couldn't figure it out.

Thinking of the previous experience of being rejected by the silver rune, Chen Yuan was still a little unwilling, and stretched out his hand to try again.

"It seems that it still doesn't work", looking at the silver rune in front of him, Chen Yuan shook his head and muttered to himself.

For this long-expected result, Chen Yuan didn't mind much, restrained his mind, and paid attention to the black runes that were flying and circling.

This time, what kind of ability will he gain, Chen Yuan is looking forward to it.

With a long breath, Chen Yuan woke up from his meditation.

After his consciousness returned to his body, Chen Yuan suddenly felt a sense of weakness coming, but the aura in his body had been exhausted when he hit the Jindan Realm last night.

There were still some remaining spirit stones in front of him, and Chen Yuan absorbed them all, feeling the emptiness in his body a little better, and only then did he have time to think about what happened to Fang Cai in that strange space.

From the surface of those runes, there was no reason for it, this was a fact that Chen Yuan had already knew, so after praying that he would have good luck, he did not hesitate and randomly clicked on a black rune.

The moment Chen Yuan's fingertips touched the runes, everything in front of him—the mysterious space, the thousands of runes—all disappeared in an instant.

Chen Yuan is like being in the void, not seeing the past and the future, regardless of up and down, left and right, looking around at a loss. The only thing left in front of me was the fog, the boundless, obscuring mist that filled the whole world.

Chen Yuan walked casually in this void, and under the agitation of his body, he left a clear trajectory in this thick mist.

What does this mean, and is it related to the fog that the abilities gained this time have to do with it?

Chen Yuan was a little confused.

At this moment, the suction force that had brought Chen Yuan's consciousness here before appeared again, and suddenly, the endless mist seemed to have received some command, churning and rushing, converging towards Chen Yuan's place, burrowing into his body and disappearing.

After being slightly stunned, Chen Yuan found that his consciousness had returned to his body.

Sitting cross-legged, Chen Yuan was a little puzzled, was the ability he gained related to the mist?

Fog control, fog making, or fog sight?

This is the third time that Chen Yuan has obtained an unexpected ability, whether it is fire or music, it is a very practical talent, which has brought great help to Chen Yuan.

But no matter how you look at this fog, it feels a little chicken, and Chen Yuan can't help but feel a little disappointed in his heart.

However, when he first got the talent of phonology, he only used it as a ventriloquist, and it was only later that he slowly developed infrasound, ultrasound, and even a means of dissolving erysipelas.

Thinking of this, Chen Yuan perked up a little, perhaps, this fog talent can also bring him many unexpected abilities?

Standing up, Chen Yuan pushed the door out.

It took a lot of time to attack Jindan, and then there was a delay in that strange space, and at this time, the night had passed, and the sky was about to dawn.

In the early morning of late autumn, layers of fog are like smoke and veil, completely enveloping this Yingtian City.

Taking a deep breath of cold air, Chen Yuan jumped and stood at the highest point in the attic.

Looking around, the sky and the earth are vast.

Chen Yuan closed his eyes and pondered for a moment, then suddenly opened his eyes.

Thinking of it, as far as Chen Yuan could see, the thick mist seemed to meet the rising red sun, and suddenly disappeared.

Under the glance, the sky of Ying Tiancheng became clear again.

Seeing a few pedestrians who got up early on the street, Chen Yuan couldn't help but chuckle because of the sudden dissipation of the dense fog.

Not to mention anything else, this talent is really good to use to play handsome on foggy days.

Thinking that he hadn't been to his own shop since he came to Ying Tiancheng, Chen Yuanteng landed on the ground and planned to go to inspect it.

But when he landed, Chen Yuan didn't pay attention, and the robe was hung up by the plant branches on the wall.

"Damn, the new clothes I just bought, the high-grade Yuhu silk, are full of thirty taels of silver. Chen Yuan was very distressed, it was said that a small opening would be repaired with needles and threads of the same color, but Chen Yuan was completely powerless to do anything about this kind of thing.

"Count you lucky boy, uncle is in a good mood today, and he is too lazy to bother with you. Chen Yuan glared at the plant hatefully, and turned to leave.

But at this moment, Chen Yuan suddenly stopped, and a ghostly thought flashed in his heart.

The water content of general plants is about 60-80%, and the fog is not pure water vapor because of the presence of dust and floating particles, so ......

Chen Yuan stared at the plant, the spiritual power in his body churned, and under the action of some unpredictable Heavenly Dao law, it turned into a strange movement of the Dao Dao and descended on the plant.

Then, a strange scene that had never happened in this world was staged in front of Chen Yuan's eyes.

As far as the eye can see, starting from the branches, to the main trunk and then to the roots, the whole plant turns into a faint mist inch by inch, leaving a deep pit in place.

It's just a whimsical idea, Chen Yuan didn't expect it to really come true, his mind was confused, he lost the control of the aura, and the thin mist that was originally gathered together disappeared when a breeze blew.

Chen Yuan waited in place for a long time in a daze, but he couldn't see the plant reappear.

"This is too cruel, isn't it, people just accidentally touched me, and I poked my bones and scattered ashes and made them go up in smoke?"

Too surprised, Chen Yuan didn't know what he was talking nonsense.

After waiting for a few more moments, and making sure that there was indeed no trace of that unlucky plant in this world, Chen Yuan pursed his lips and turned to leave.

Walking slowly all the way, Chen Yuan fell into thought.

This should be the ability to atomize, converting other substances into mist.

So apart from plants, does this ability have an effect on other things? Thinking of this, Chen Yuan casually picked up a stone on the side of the road.

After half a burnt incense, Chen Yuan gave up this futile attempt.

The feeling of feedback from the stone is that there is no possibility of atomization of this substance.

It seems that his previous thoughts are very likely to be correct, and this atomization ability should have certain requirements for the moisture content in the substance's body.

Slowly, if you are an animal, the water content in your body is not low.

Unsurprisingly, after turning a spider monarch with blood mold into ashes, Chen Yuan suddenly remembered a passage in the biology textbook: In the human body, the proportion of water accounts for more than 70%......