After gaining the seventh sense, the world in Tang Shidao's eyes was completely different.
An ordinary person's understanding was that hearing, hearing, touch, smell, and smell were basic senses. It was normal to have them, and not having them was a flaw. Perception was knowledge and imagination. Without perception, one was a machine. Only with perception was an intelligent life. The sense of time was the concept of existence for living beings. A day or a year was a conventional memory. In a situation where one could not transcend life and death, ordinary people could only understand it this way.
Tang Shidao, who had a perfect body constitution, was different.
The understanding of a perfect body constitution was that hearing, touch, smell, and smell were "receiving", perception was "understanding", and the sense of time was "control". In other words, the five senses and perception had an effect similar to the Omniscient Eye. The sense of time was an effect that was close to manipulation.
Thinking of this.
Tang Shidao reached out and waved his hand. The flower that had disappeared just now returned.
Did time flow backward?
No!
No!
The void did not stop for anything. The concept of time also did not stop for anything. When the flower returned, it could only be said that it had returned to its original form. Even if it was exactly the same as before, it actually had a past of "destruction". If time flowed backward, it could only be said that the flower's time had flowed backward. It had nothing to do with anything in the outside world.
With another wave of his hand, the arcanite dagger also returned.
It was easier to understand. It had nothing to do with time flowing backward. It was just "recreating" once.
Because of the sense of time.
At this moment, Tang Shidao thought of the mechanism of the Sorcerer Net. When a Sorcerer entered the Sorcerer Net, the original world's time would stop or slow down to ensure that the Sorcerer would not become a skeleton when he returned. He did not understand it before, but now he did. It was not stopping. To be more precise, it was "freezing". When a Sorcerer left the original world, the entire plane was "frozen".
Tang Shidao could not imagine how much energy was needed to do this, but he was sure that it was not only energy that could do it!
The entire Sorcerer Net was just a small bubble in the endless ocean of the void. The void had enough energy to "freeze" the plane. However, this method was similar to the scarecrow's infinite clones. It did not seem like a pure energy effect. There were Realm Lords above the Saint Realm, and there were even stronger existences above the Realm Lords. Therefore, this method was not at the level of "brute force".
More obviously, the Forbidden Land of Magic and the Land of Magic in the void were not influenced by energy, but by the laws of nature.
In addition, the effectiveness of the Sorcerer Net contract had nothing to do with energy.
Let's change our way of thinking.
If the Sorcerer's Web was a computer, stopping a plane would only require a single command. To a certain extent, it was possible for the strong to join hands and create a computer model for the Sorcerer's Web, allowing them to manage everything with one click. However, it was still debatable what this' key command 'was. Thinking back, everything before him was colorless. It was a simulated false world.
In this world, he could also control everything with a single command. If he was more imaginative, if he was strong enough, would he be able to create another Sorcerer's Web?
Suddenly.
Tang Shidao thought of the snake mage … What was it trying to do? Create another Mage Web? Or even greater ambitions?
It was rumored that there were a total of nine types of Lifeweave.
The Snake Mage and its monster friends had researched 8 types, while he had learned 6 types. What was the ninth task that the snake mage could not complete? Was it related to what it wanted to do? His instincts told him that Snake Mage, Åling, and Mad God were unlikely to be killed. The only ones who could kill them were themselves. So, what different plans did they have?
"Master Tang, I have completed it." Tang Shidao did not know how long he had been thinking, but suddenly he heard Chen Feng's voice.
After the Rock Movement, Chen Feng also completed his own challenge.
At this time, he had reached the level of 100 layers, which was equivalent to the lowest level of the Divine Kingdom, the Divine Star Lord. According to his description, his father was at this level, but his experience and power were different. Tang Shidao did not find it strange. Yi Hui was also at the level of 100 layers, but he could easily beat Chen Feng.
"Chen Feng, where do you think magic comes from?" Seeing Chen Feng's excited face, Tang Shidao changed the topic.
"Ah …"
"The source of magic. Where do you think it comes from? "Tang Shidao asked again.
"Magic, this … Hmm, magic is created by the strong. It is said that there are many people on the Sorcerer's Web who create magic in exchange for money. For example, the Light Spirit Masters of the Light Spirit Continent often sell resurrection magic to help more mages obtain life-saving magic. Father once said that creating magic is difficult and easy at the same time. "
"Tell me more." Tang Shidao gestured.
"Okay, Master Tang." Chen Feng did not know why, but he conveyed his understanding. "There are two requirements to create magic. You have to have the instinct and understanding. For example, if you want to create a fireball, you have to have a fire body and bloodline, and then learn the fireball in advance. Only then can you create a fireball. Fire Demons can do it easily, but Water Demons can't. "
"Hmm, this is the bloodline limit."
"What does Master Tang mean?"
"What I mean is that this is only equal to 'copy', not creating." Tang Shidao thought it through, but Chen Feng did not understand. Before he could speak, he heard, "Chen Feng, you are already at the level of 100 layers, like your father. Do you want to surpass him?"
"Ah? Yes! "Chen Feng did not understand why the topic changed so quickly. He had to agree.
Tang Shidao did not say much.
He reached out and opened a new colorless labyrinth.
Chen Feng did not ask much either. He turned and entered the labyrinth. He vaguely felt that today's conversation had a special meaning, but he just could not understand. The content was too plain, too boring. It was the most basic common sense, without any nutrition. Chen Feng thought about it again and again, but he still could not understand what the basic research of 1 + 1 was.
Seeing Chen Feng leave, Tang Shidao also began his own cultivation.
At this moment.
Some things that had never been touched before were born. Tang Shidao could now be sure: It was not that the Yuanzu Yuan Ling could comprehend magic innately, but that most of the magic originated from the Yuanzu Yuan Ling. The embodiment of the perfect body, such as vision, was the prototype of the 'Eagle Eye'. Maybe the 'Eagle Eye' came from a primitive giant eagle, but the principle was the same.
Most of the magic was the manifestation of the blood body, and the other part was the nature of the universe.
Looking back at today.
After the perfect body had the seventh sense of time, Haste, Slow, Still, and even Blink could be achieved without casting any magic. From a biological point of view, tigers and leopards felt that humans were affected by the Slow spell, while humans felt that snails were affected by the Slow spell. In fact, it was not that anyone was slow, but that the relative speed was different.
What was the effect of speed magic?
It was very simple. Add the 'speed' of tigers and leopards to the snails, making the snails extremely fast.
What was the sense of time?
Without any magic, it naturally had the speed of tigers and leopards … Of course, this was only half of it. The sense of time also had the other half of 'Still'. Controlling movement and stillness, this was the embodiment of the sense of time.
Colorless Flash.
With just a thought, Tang Shidao used the colorless energy and the sense of time to generate a new magic. Yes, it could only be regarded as generation, not creation. Tang Shidao's understanding: The fireball created by ordinary people was not called creation, it was only called duplication. The true creation should be the 'unique spell', a spell that had never existed in this world before.
Colorless Flash was an improved version of Blink. It was not a unique innovation.
In a flash.
Tang Shidao started another creation: Colorless Demon Form! Because of the need for close combat, the effect of the Demon Form of All Beings was very important, so it was necessary to improve it with colorless. More importantly, colorless was a kind of power that no one could recognize. It could also evade the laws of nature, and it would definitely have unimaginable effects in the future.
"You seem to have become several times stronger all of a sudden," while Tang Shidao was meditating, Baek Sung-nam's voice suddenly sounded in his ears.
She was really curious.
She felt that the man in front of her had done something, but she could not see any movement.
She was sure that he was cultivating, but how could he cultivate without moving? Even if he did not move, the energy in his body should have changed. In this world, there was no cultivation effect that could be realized just by thinking about it, right?
"More than that." Tang Shidao did not hide it.
"I want to try." Baek Sung-nam was slightly surprised, but not afraid at all.
"Okay." Tang Shidao nodded.
At the same moment.
Baek Sung-nam's palm had already pressed against Tang Shidao's chest. There was no fluctuation of magical power, no trajectory of the figure, no sign of attack. It was as if the action had always been like this, and the palm was placed in this position logically. This kind of "speed" could no longer be described as "godly speed". It was faster than expected.
The palm hit, the body shattered … It was the shadow of the Colorless Mirror that shattered.
Tang Shidao raised his hand and punched.
As expected, the fist also blasted in front of Baek Sung-nam in an instant. There was also no trajectory, no sign, and the fist directly arrived in front of his eyes. In a contest of this level, ordinary movements were the effects of spells. Unexpectedly, the punch did not hit Baek Sung-nam, because she was faster than her hand … her leg.
She raised her leg.
Then.
There was no attack, no hit, only nine Colorless Mirrors on Tang Shidao's body shattered, and he also took a step back.
"It's really surprising that you can keep up with my speed. In my imagination, you could at most react after being hit, but I didn't expect you to block it before that. " As the disciple of the South Drug Sovereign, as the Big Sister of the Palace of Nobles, as a Great Spell Master with the Great Swift Art, Baek Sung-nam was not afraid of Tang Shidao, the First Saint.
It could also be said that she was not afraid of anyone.
She just did not expect that there was someone who could keep up with her speed.
"It might not have been easy before today, but I just gained something." Tang Shidao smiled. At this time, he thought of someone: Goody-Two-Shoes.
Dean Goody-Two-Shoes was famous in the Void with the "Great Blessing Art".
Baek Sung-nam in front of him, except for her strength, could completely beat Dean Goody-Two-Shoes in all other aspects.
Seventh Sense, Sense of Time.
This ability allowed him to enter a world that was close to being still, but Baek Sung-nam was still slightly faster than him in this "still" state. It was obvious that the influence of Sense of Time was beneficial to the weak, and also to the environment. Once the opponent's speed exceeded this slow speed, he would not have the advantage. Baek Sung-nam was slightly faster than him, which proved that her Great Swift Art was above Sense of Time.
This was not to say that Sense of Time was not good, but that this ability had just been developed, and he was not familiar with it yet.
"I haven't tried my best yet. But this place is not suitable for fighting, I will come back in the future. "A layer of magical patterns appeared on Baek Sung-nam's legs, which looked a bit like shoes, and disappeared in the blink of an eye. Because there were too many people present, Baek Sung-nam was not interested in being a performer.
She turned around.
When she turned back, she suddenly realized that the dust that she had just kicked up had just floated up.
She looked at the people outside.
Baek Sung-nam's heart skipped a beat … The people outside looked expectant, as if waiting for her to do something. But this "what to do" was already over, could it be … The people outside were also puzzled: You said you wanted to try, and the First Saint said you could, so why didn't you make a move? After saying that, your bodies moved, and then there was no more after that.
Are you kidding us?
Except for a few people who were deep in thought, no one saw anything.
Even Yi Hui vaguely saw the white-legged man stretch out his palm, then turn around and leave. He was puzzled: What happened next to the First Saint?
Did they fight?
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