Using the breath-catching magic technique to hide one's own breath, Fang Chong quietly returned to the nine-story pavilion.
"Master, I have killed two masters of the Heavenly Realm. You can reach the third level," Fang Chong said to Guang Daozi's phantom.
"Well, very good, you can climb to the third floor now," Guangdaozi smiled slightly, "I believe you have guessed that there are only sixty-three murals on the third floor, but their profoundness and difficulty are more than the first. The second layer is much higher than the other layer. You need to be mentally prepared.”
"Master, I understand,"
In fact, it was not necessary to use Guangdaozi Fang Chong to guess that each floor is a realm. The murals in each floor are nine fewer than the previous floor, but the difficulty and mystery of each floor are It is the sum of the following layers, so it takes more time to understand it.
When you climb to the third floor pavilion, there are indeed 63 murals in the third floor pavilion, each of which is different, but the charm contained in it is the same.
"The Great Way of Killing, this should be the third realm of the Great Way of Killing," Fang Chong murmured to himself, sitting cross-legged, and his divine thoughts sink into the sixty-three murals.
This time he did not go to watch and ponder it one by one like before.
Instead, when I came, I stared at one of the murals, and my divine thoughts sank into it, outlining them along the strokes of the murals, and trying to imprint the murals in my mind.
In the past, he would carefully observe all the murals before starting to analyze and comprehend, but now he found that it would take thousands of years for him to climb the fifth floor according to the previous method. This is what he would do. I don't want to accept it, so I can only find another way.
"No, or not," three days later, Fang Chong opened his eyes and frowned, "This is not right at all, and he can't understand anything,"
In three days, he tried to concentrate on one of the murals, but he could not understand anything.
A single mural may be simpler, but sixty-three murals are a whole, and sixty-three murals are combined is the third realm of the complete killing avenue. Now he simply analyzes one of the murals. It is normal that you lose the true meaning and charm of it, and it is impossible to understand it at all.
Since he discovered the problem, Fang Chong certainly would not continue. He changed his way, instead of single understanding of one mural, he observed sixty-three murals at the same time.
Of course, it was impossible for him to comprehend the sixty-three murals at the same time. His mind was not enough. He just comprehended and observed a corner of the sixty-three murals at the same time.
Yes, it is the corner of the sixty-three murals, the same place in each mural, and then it extends to the entire mural.
Seven days passed in a blink of an eye.
On the seventh day, Fang Chong finally opened his eyes and showed a smile on his face, "This method is feasible, and it is at least twice as fast as I used to,"
After seven days of verification, he found that this method was indeed feasible, and the speed of understanding was twice as fast as before. The only disadvantage was that it was too exhausting and too tired.
At the same time, it is only one of the murals. Although it is only one of them, it is the inheritance of the mysterious Tao, which contains the magical Tao. How can it be simple? Even one of them is still complex and mysterious, extremely difficult. If you want to understand it, you need to It consumes a lot of mind and energy.
In just seven days, Fang Chong felt as if he had experienced half a year, and his mind was a little tired, which was definitely more difficult than fighting with a master of the Heavenly Realm.
"But it's worth it. If I continue like this, I can save at least two-thirds of the time. It was originally expected that it would take thousands of years to reach the fifth floor. Now it seems that it will be enough at most for nearly a thousand years," he said. There was no expression of joy on it, and it was still too long after nearly a thousand years.
One month, two months, three months later...
"Brush," two divine lights lit up, Fang Chong opened his eyes again, looking excited, "I didn't expect that comprehending the sixty-three murals in this way was very consuming, but it was actually correct My own training, after three months of meditation, my spiritual sense strength has increased a lot, hahaha..."
He couldn't be unhappy, it was a complete surprise.
For three months, he was lingering on the edge of fatigue every moment, and he couldn't hold on to his spiritual sense collapse, but he still endured it.
After all the hard work, he has improved his spiritual consciousness by a large margin. At the beginning, he was very tired after seven days of meditation. Now he has been a little tired after ten days of meditation. This shows that his magic As the consciousness becomes stronger, the speed of comprehending will naturally become faster.
Based on his current level of spiritual growth, the time it takes for him to fully comprehend the first five levels of the Great Way of Killing can definitely be greatly shortened.
"Hahaha, opportunity, this is an opportunity. If I work hard, I may not be able to climb to the fifth floor of the building within two or three hundred years." Fang Zhong's confidence came back, closed his eyes, and his vast spiritual sense rushed. After leaving his body, he quickly integrated into the sixty-three murals.
Time is gradually passing, and one year later, I woke up again. The divine light flashed in my eyes and fell into the meditation mural again.
Ten years later, he woke up again and showed a knowing smile.
Eighteen years later, he got up and laughed: "I have comprehended it, I have comprehended it completely, haha, it took only eighteen years,"
It was originally expected that it would take more than twenty years or even thirty years to fully comprehend the third level of the Great Way of Killing, but now it only took him eighteen years.
All of this is the result of his efforts. Originally, his comprehending speed was twice as fast as before, and his spiritual consciousness was also growing when he comprehending. It took eighteen years to fully comprehend it was considered slow. Yes, because this third layer is much more difficult and profound than he imagined.
"brush,"
A divine light rushed out, condensed into a long sword in the void, shattering the void with a clang.
"One sword comes out, and it is invincible," Fang Chong murmured to himself, his heart is extremely happy. He did not just use the magic of killing to slash out the long sword, but simply transformed with his spiritual sense. After eighteen years of tempering , His spiritual consciousness has reached an extremely solid level, and it is not a problem to transform into a sword.
"With my current strength, my spiritual sense has been transformed into a sword. Even if I meet a master like Rudong Immortal Lord who knows how to attack the magical skills, I won't suffer any loss," Fang Chong is very confident, "Now if I'm going to fight with Dongxianjun, I'm afraid he will be killed easily,"
"Haha, with my current spiritual power, I only need one spiritual sense to hit the cave Immortal Lord, I am afraid I will faint and there is no need to fight at all,"
Fang Chong does have this strength now. Of course, this is based on the serious injury of the Cave Immortal Lord. If it were the Cave Immortal Lord in his heyday, it would not be so easy to deal with.
Walking out of the nine-story pavilion and looking at the blue-black sacred city outside, it seemed like a different world.
"Eighteen years have passed. If it were ordinary people, eighteen years would have been a generation," Fang Zhong felt a sigh in his heart, "Eighteen years have passed quickly. Has the world changed drastically, and is there anyone still remembering it. I haven't been home for eighteen years, but my parents are still well,"
He had too many questions and too many words to say, but it was possible.
He could not leave the Divine City, eighteen years, and eighty years, as for how long it would take, he had no idea, so he could only keep working hard and strive to get earlier.
"Let's go, it's useless to think too much. Let's go and perform the mission. This time, I have to kill three masters of the realm of heaven and man, and each of them has to reach the second level of heaven and man. Tsk, heaven and man The second level of realm, I hope I can break through in the battle, otherwise I really can't do it," muttered, Fang Chong smiled bitterly and disappeared into the darkness.
His current strength has improved greatly, but his cultivation is still trapped in the ninth level of the Yukong Realm. His cultivation has not stopped for eighteen years, but breakthroughs are not so easy.
Sometimes, breakthroughs require opportunities and enlightenment.
Some people are trapped in a state for decades, hundreds of years, but they don’t know when they suddenly realize it and break through the barrier in minutes.
So, Fang Chong himself has no choice. He can't even be anxious about this kind of thing. It is because it will happen naturally and you will naturally break through when it is time to break through.
Over the past eighteen years, there have been fewer killings in the Divine City, but they have not stopped.
For monks, eighteen years is really not a long time. Their lives are often thousands of years, and eighteen years are too short for them.
"Brother, you should have gained a lot in the past eighteen years," a master of the fifth level of the heavenly realm leaned against the blue-black city wall and asked with a smile.
Beside him was a master of the fifth level of the heavenly realm of the heavens. He was dressed in black, with a rough face, and muttered loudly: "Tsk, don't mention it. In the past eighteen years, I have fought with the barbarian beasts for more than ten times. I have fought with other monks for several times, but the things I got were speechless, and I didn’t even have a single immortal weapon.”
"It's impossible. It is said that many masters of the celestial realm of the celestial beings have obtained immortal weapons in the past eighteen years. You..."
"Oh, this is also fate. Let's admit that we are unlucky," a master of the fifth level of the heavenly realm in the celestial realm in black sighed, waved his hand, and said, "I know, let's not talk about this anymore, I suddenly remembered, Why haven't you found that boy Fang Chong's trace in these eighteen years? It's so strange."
"Hehe, brother, you said you didn't mention this just now, but now you are using some bad ideas," the master of the Heavenly Realm opposite laughed, "You are hitting Fang Chong, right?"
"Hmph, I want to kill him. He has a lot of treasures. Killing him is more cost-effective than killing a few masters in the realm of heaven and man," the master of the realm of heaven and man, in black, did not deny it, and said calmly. : "It's a pity that he didn't know where he hid and couldn't find anyone,"