However, Fang Zhuo learned from the golden thread chrysanthemum that the shaking light acupoint should belong to the golden line! When the golden thread chrysanthemum slowly grew to a certain level, the lung domain was not as good as the shaking light acupoint. At that time, it will enter the Shaking Light Cave and receive the refining of star power inside.

Unexpectedly, before that day, this position was occupied.

Fang Zhuo was very surprised. Shaking the light acupoint, it actually belongs to the gold bank?

He examined the seven acupoints where he had now condensed the Star Sword, among which there was a star thunder inside the Lao Gong Acupoint, which undoubtedly belonged to the Thunder Movement. The light point belongs to the gold bank. And the Star Sword Sword Snake in the Tianji Cave helped him cut through the Starlight Meteorite, devouring the Burning Gold True Flame and the Earth Fire already innate spiritual power, he should belong to the Fire Circle. Doesn't that mean that these seven acupuncture points represent seven attributes?!

Fang Zhuo deduced from the transformation of the Star Sword and found that this seemed to be the case.

In addition to these three star holes, among the other star holes, the sword qi in the Kaiyang cave turned into two sharp fruit cores, like wooden shuttles, which should be the attribute of Mu Xing. The sword gas in the Neiguan cave turned into a fish shape, which was a swordfish, and it was a water line. The pangolin-like sword beast in Tianji's cave should be the embodiment of Tuxing. The sword sparrow in Tianxuan's cave should be the wind sparrow, the most good at flying wind attributes.

If that's the case, that's interesting. If a powerful spiritual creature is found in every star cave and stored in it, and it is tempered by star power every day, maybe it will have miraculous effects in the future.

It's just that at this moment, the mysterious metal fragment of the first resident is staying in the shaking hole in such a big way, ignoring his own induction and calling, what is going on?

Fang Zhuo smiled bitterly. I don't know what to do. So I simply left it alone. Keep going.

This walk is more than ten days.

Fang Zhuo walked day by day, and the more he walked, the more frightened he became.

He saw the mountain peak that had been cut off in half with a sword, the abyss tens of miles long and hundreds of zhang deep that had been carved out of the earth by sharp weapons, and the vast desert that had been melted by the flames, which had been completely burned by the flames into a whole huge piece of incomparably colorful glass!

He also saw a high mountain peak, lying reclining on the earth. The mountain is steep and steep, like a sharp sword. Miraculously, the entire mountain is a pale golden color. Fang Zhuo's divine sense had done a probe and found that the entire mountain peak had actually been transformed into metal by a magical force!

With the power of gold, he forcibly condensed and turned this mountain peak into a metal peak! Moreover, Fang Zhuo found that the properties of this metal were extremely stable, and he was unable to analyze its specific composition, nor could he cut a part of it for research.

This kind of method is simply incredible, it can be seen that the people who fought here in the past were some unimaginable people with great powers!

On this day, he suddenly came to a place with strange terrain. In front of him was the entrance to a canyon, but Fang Zhuo had been looking for this entrance for a long time. He traveled so far. Suddenly, there was a straight cliff in front of me, and there was no way out. Fang Zhuo searched all the way along the cliff. I found this way forward. Moreover, the cliff here is as straight as a knife, extremely high, Fang Zhuo has measured it, I am afraid that this cliff stretches, and the height is not two or three hundred zhang!

This entrance is also very strange. From the straight cliffs, the canyon suddenly appeared. It is not entirely correct to say that it is a canyon, this terrain is thousands of feet wide, and it stretches straight forward, and I don't know how long and deep the road is.

And if it is an extremely wide mountain gorge, it is indeed a little different. Because the mountain walls on both sides of the canyon are still straight and steep, straight into the sky, there is not even a slope in the past.

Fang Zhuo looked up at the headache-inducing cliffs around him, scratching his head, he could only step into this extremely wide canyon.

The gorge is not only wide, but also has a very flat bottom. Fang Zhuo followed the silver fox for almost two days, and he gradually felt that something was wrong! This canyon had almost always been so straight, and the mountain walls on both sides had almost always been so high and so walled. This sign made Fang Zhuo feel very puzzled, if it was said that this incomparably huge canyon was carved out by hand, Fang Zhuo was more willing to believe it.

As soon as he thought of this, Fang Zhuo simply let the silver bat fly hard. The silver bats flew beyond the height of the mountain walls on both sides of the canyon and continued upward. There was a divine connection between the two, which was different from Fang Zhuo's own divine consciousness extension, so it could be stretched far away.

After reaching a certain height, Fang Zhuo's face gradually changed!

He summoned the wind and thunder and flew all the way back to the original way!

The silver bat overlooked the earth from high in the sky, and flew as he maintained an altitude. Fang Zhuo returned to the entrance of the gorge and continued to fly horizontally, rushing all the way, and after nearly two hours, he saw the entrance of another gorge. Fang Zhuo's face became more and more strange, and he looked around. As the silver bat flew through the air, the surrounding terrain was slowly taken into Fang Zhuo's mind. His Great Wilderness Chronicle itself has the ability to record maps, and everywhere he goes, he will record the terrain he passes through one by one. At this time, in the Great Wilderness Chronicles, a pattern had already appeared that shocked him.

Seeing the pattern in the Great Wilderness Chronicle, Fang Zhuo stopped, faced the entrance of a mountain gorge, and said to himself: "There is such a great ability in this world, although I have the general outline of the talisman, I can be regarded as a well frog." ”

It turned out that for so many days, he had been exploring step by step, and he had been walking in an incomparably huge palm print. This palm print is also the remains of the ancient battlefield here, back then, I don't know which great power of the road slapped on the earth, and actually left such a huge, so deep, so neat palm print! The strange mountain gorge he saw was really the traces left by his fingers after being slapped out with a palm!

Such a huge palm print, it is impossible to calculate how wide the area is, and it is impossible to calculate how wide it is, so it is said that the whole piece of the earth, mountains, rivers and peaks are neatly photographed to a depth of hundreds of zhang underground, this ability is simply unimaginable!

It's definitely the handiwork of the gods!

Fang Zhuo thought wildly. Here must have been slapped by someone's palm. Later, there were other people who fought in this huge palm print, leaving behind the traces of battle everywhere that Fang Zhuo saw along the way.

Thinking of those traces of battle, Fang Zhuo remembered the surprise and horror he had when he first saw him. And the remnants of these battles are nothing compared to this huge palm print!

He suddenly realized that his current cultivation was not much different from those who were struggling in the red dust. One by one, they are living in this world, whether they are bitter or tired, light or heavy, or bumpy or laughing, they are really like those masters who are struggling in the palm prints of other people's mighty people! They are all earth-shattering powers in Fang Zhuo's eyes, and in front of the owner of this palm print, I am afraid that they are ants, and they are the mud and dust under their feet!

Fang Zhuo stood silently, his expression solemn. At this moment, his state of mind was sublimated again, and he actually had the feeling of condensing this huge palm print and heaven and earth in his own state of mind and long sword!

The silver bat hovered high in the sky, and the wind and thunder stayed quietly by Fang Zhuo's side. Both Silver Fox and Yun Rong were instructed by the wind and thunder to keep quiet quietly. Wind and thunder are also thousand-year-old demons, and Fang Zhuo, the way of nature, has entered a rare epiphany.

In the past, outside the mountain gate of the Bitter Sword Sect, Fang Zhuo suddenly had an epiphany, he was in the middle of the city, and the gods were in the sky overlooking the world, so he had something to gain. Today, Fang Zhuo had an epiphany again, no one would disturb him, Feng Lei hoped that he would get more.

The improvement of the state of mind is always the most difficult, so the cultivator stresses that there are no obstacles, no obstacles, no obstacles, and that he acts with a clear conscience and is spontaneous. If a person accidentally leaves any shadows and regrets in his heart, Xiaode can say something, if it is a little serious, I am afraid that it will become a threshold for the Heavenly Demon to ask his heart in the future!]

In fact, although Fang Zhuo had not yet stepped into the foundation building, compared to more cultivators of the same level, his cultivation time was not very long. It can be said that in terms of his current cultivation speed, he can be regarded as an upper-middle. A person with five kinds of spiritual power, five kinds of spiritual power practitioners, even if he pays five times the time and energy of others, he may not be able to catch up with those geniuses. It's not as simple as multiplying by five.

And the ascension of the state of mind is even more difficult. Even, even if you call those old monsters of the Yuan Infant level, you may not be able to answer what way to improve your state of mind better, faster and more safe, so as not to leave any demons behind.

Fang Zhuo had an epiphany, and a huge topographic map rotated in his consciousness, and on this map, there was a palm print as large as the boundless realm!

In Fang Zhuo's consciousness, what mountains, rivers, what earths and hills, what peerless masters, what spells and powers, all turned into ashes under this palm! Only this huge and incomparably large palm print, so strong, so blatant, so deeply imprinted in Fang Zhuo's consciousness!

Fang Zhuo once cultivated calligraphy and texts, and still remembered the sentence, "Heaven and earth are not kind, and all things are used as dogs."

In front of the owner of this palm print, I am afraid that everything is really a dog!

Fang Zhuo felt the momentum of this palm urging the heavens and destroying the earth, and secretly swore in his heart that since he had set foot in cultivation, he would inevitably become this realm of treating heaven and earth as invisible and everything as nothing!

Fang Zhuo was immersed in the tempering of this state of mind. Without him knowing, the Heaven and Earth Condensing Sword quietly activated. Ying Xingjian quietly flew out, and above his head, it began to reflect the incomparably thick star power above the Nine Heavens. Fang Zhuo unconsciously activated the Heaven and Earth Condensing Sword, and slowly carved this perception of Heaven and Earth into the sword. At the same time, this perception and this world were also engraved into his heart!

Three days later, Ying Xingjian shines brightly!(To be continued.) )