The "Supreme Sensing Scripture" was the jade book that was placed on the throne of the Immortal Palace along with the green fox ghost face. Fang Xing had it for a long time. In the Yin Prison Abyss, he had flipped through it several times, but the more he read, the more confused he became.
This scripture was written in an immortal book. It was difficult to understand, but it seemed to contain the truth. When Fang Xing was in the Yin Prison Abyss, he used the Yin Yang Demon Mirror to understand all the immortal words, but the meaning behind them was completely difficult to understand. This feeling was like when he was a child looking at Uncle Jiu's poetry anthology. He could recognize every word, but he didn't understand what it meant.
Because he couldn't understand it after several attempts, Fang Xing put it away and prepared to find an opportunity to study it again.
At this time, in the Enlightenment Courtyard built by the Golden Core Five Elders for the Chu Region's geniuses, Fang Xing suddenly thought that if he couldn't understand it in other places, he might be able to understand it here. Since he still had three days left, it would be a waste if he didn't make use of it.
After reading the scriptures on the jade booklet for a while, Fang Xing still felt a little dizzy. Although he had made up his mind, he was still unable to understand the meaning of these ancient and strange scriptures. The more he read, the more puzzled he became. In a fit of anger, he casually threw the jade booklet to the side and lay down on the jade platform. He stared blankly at the ceiling and drank.
He was quite tenacious. No matter how strange the scripture was, he still memorized it word by word and deeply imprinted it in his mind. However, he still couldn't understand its meaning, let alone cultivate it. Even in this Enlightenment Courtyard, the cold air could only suppress his distracting thoughts and make him remember the scripture more clearly. As for how to comprehend it, he had no idea.
"Forget it, don't tell me I really don't have the talent to cultivate these profound things?"
Fang Xing drank mouthful after mouthful of wine and sighed. He wasn't in a hurry to leave. It wasn't easy for him to enter such a mysterious cave. Even if he slept here for three days, he still couldn't leave. He couldn't be at a disadvantage, right?
With this thought in mind, Fang Xing leisurely drank the wine in this cave dwelling, gulping it down mouthful after mouthful. Gradually, the alcohol surged up and he did not circulate his mystical technique to refine it. Gradually, the alcohol surged up and he fell into a deep sleep.
"Primordial Chaos Dao Fruit, Misty Universe …."
Because he had been thinking about it, after Fang Xing fell asleep, the scripture of the Supreme Sensing Scripture that had been deeply imprinted in his mind kept reverberating in his mind. Gradually, something mysterious happened. Unknowingly, Fang Xing's divine sense was guided by the scripture and began to change. His spiritual force circulated and his divine sense changed. His entire person seemed to have fallen into a strange dream.
Cold …
This was Fang Xing's first thought.
At this moment, it was as if he had returned to the time when he was a baby, crawling forward alone in a world of ice and snow.
It was as cold as a blade, cutting bones and carving flesh, shaking muscles and washing marrow, and freezing blood and piercing skin.
Fang Xing was so cold that he wanted to grit his teeth, but at this moment, he didn't even have any teeth, so he could only forcefully endure it …
Boundless and boundless, only ice and snow remained. There was no hope, only the murderous intent of heaven and earth.
After an unknown period of time, this cold caused Fang Xing, who was sleeping on the jade platform in the cave dwelling, to be wrapped in a layer of frost. His fists were clenched so tightly that they made cracking sounds, and his veins were exposed as he resisted the boundless cold of the wind and snow in his dream.
He kept crawling, even if every step he took would cause him to slide back three steps due to the wind and snow, he still kept crawling …
However, the courage to fight desperately for survival couldn't change the fate of being frozen to death.
A piece of snow crystal appeared on the snowy plains, and the angry baby was frozen in the cold jade. Its eyes were wide open in anger, and it cried for the first time.
After an unknown period of time, the scene changed again, and Fang Xing had already entered a battlefield.
The earth cracked, and thunder and fire fell from the sky. The whole land turned into a scorched battlefield, and the flames of war destroyed the earth and stirred up the wind and clouds in the starry sky. Countless proud sons of heaven fell like humiliating stars, and countless experts fought bravely to the death, rushing toward the enemies like a meteor shower. And Fang Xing also seemed to have turned into an armored warrior, fighting against the enemies that surged like a tide. He raised his hand and swung his blade, and the enemy's cold armor was stained with blood …
The battle formation on his side had already been defeated, and the surrounding enemies were gathering more and more, and it was impossible to kill them all!
He had the power to shake the heavens, but he didn't have the fate to go against the heavens.
In the end, Fang Xing was stabbed to death by the spears of the countless enemies, and he raised his head and howled in anger …
The scene changed again, and Fang Xing became a scholar rushing to take the imperial examinations, in high spirits and full of ambition. But in the end, he failed and returned home in disappointment. He packed his bags and returned to his hometown. He studied hard for three years, and when he came to the capital again, the result was the same. Once again, he had no chance on the proclamation. Fang Xing returned to his hometown, and once again studied hard. Three years passed, and his hair turned white, his face wrinkled, and his family business ruined …
In the bitter wind and rain, the white-haired Fang Xing huddled in the leaky thatched hut and cried three times, "Rest, rest, rest …" Then he breathed his last in despair. His gloomy eyes gazed at the rope hanging from the ceiling, and he seemed to recall the high-spirited life of his youth.
One dream after another, one life after another.
Perhaps it would be as short as a summer insect, perhaps it would last for several decades, perhaps it would end brilliantly, perhaps it would be a lonely and bitter death …
A faintly discernible voice resounded in Fang Xing's mind like the morning bell and evening drum: The Dao is real, the Dao is not an illusion …
"Mm, why have so many evil spirits come? Could there be a problem with the formation that separates the world?"
At the base of the Dao Comprehension Academy, the old servant overseeing this place suddenly opened his eyes and coldly looked up at the sky.
In the surroundings of the Great Snow Mountain, the remnant spirits that had come out of nowhere began to appear like fireflies. There were hundreds of them, and they were like a meteor shower as they circled around the Great Snow Mountain. Within the Great Snow Mountain, the remnant cold Qi of the Lunar Mystic Jade was actually unable to disperse them. Some of the more formidable ones even charged toward the formation around the Great Snow Mountain, disappearing into the clouds.
"Evil creature, you dare disturb the seclusion of my Great Snow Mountain's disciple? Do you want your soul to scatter? Get out of here! "
The old servant roared and flew into the void. His hands formed a formation, and a purple bamboo flute appeared in front of him. The old servant held the flute and blew it. A long sound immediately rang out. Within the quiet sound of the flute, there was a terrifying power. The evil spirits were shocked by the sound of the flute. Like ice and snow meeting boiling water, they screamed miserably and dissipated one after another. The remaining ones fled in all directions …
"Hmph, mere evil spirits dare to disturb the Great Snow Mountain. They are seeking their own deaths!"
The old servant dispersed the evil spirits and snorted coldly. He came down to inspect the formation, and when he saw that it was undamaged, he was a little surprised.
"If the formation is not damaged, how did it attract so many evil spirits?"
After thinking for a while, the old servant still could not understand, so he returned to the corner of the mountain to guard the Dao Comprehension Academy.
Although the matter was strange, it was not serious. A place like the Dao Comprehension Academy was easy for evil spirits to spy on. It was very common. Even if the formation was flawless, there was no guarantee that the evil spirits would not be able to sense it. Just like the Dao Tribulation, it was difficult to avoid, so he did not suspect anything. After all, there were two people in the Foundation Establishment stage in the Dao Comprehension Academy. Perhaps it was because of their Dao Tribulation.
"The Dao is real, the Dao is not illusory …"
At this time, Fang Xing slowly woke up and murmured to himself. He felt a terrible headache, like he had a hangover.
This was a feeling that he had not felt for a long time. After stepping onto the path of cultivation, his body had become stronger and stronger, and he no longer had this feeling.
In his mind, there was still the sound of a drum that echoed for a long time.
"Damn, what the hell happened?"
Fang Xing rubbed his head and slowly sat up. He felt that something was wrong, so he controlled his temper and sat down. He began to carefully examine the state of his body. What happened just now was too strange. When he fell asleep, he had endless strange dreams and a feeling of despair like a tide. His body was empty and powerless, and his head was splitting. It made him suspect that there was something wrong with his forceful cultivation of the Supreme Sensing Scripture.
"Hmm? No … no … "
After some examination, Fang Xing found that there was nothing wrong with his body. It was just that he had used up too much spiritual power, as if he had gone through a great battle. After resting for a while, he would have no problem replenishing his spiritual power. However, there was something wrong with his divine sense …
Imperceptibly, his divine sense had become a lot stronger, as if it had been forcibly raised!
"I have built the second Dao foundation, so it is certain that my divine sense has improved, but it shouldn't have improved by so much …"
Fang Xing clicked his tongue, and his divine sense swept around like a whip. In an instant, he found that his divine sense, which could only scan a radius of 100 feet in the past, had now increased to more than 60 feet, which was 30 to 40 feet further than he had expected!
With a solemn expression, he checked the changes in his body again and found that there were no hidden dangers left. Only then did he let out a sigh of relief. He secretly thought to himself, "Could it be that after I fell asleep, I inadvertently triggered the opportunity to cultivate the Supreme Sensing Scripture? Those endless strange dreams made me unable to distinguish between reality and illusion. After experiencing all kinds of life and death, I actually nurtured my divine sense in the midst of despair … "
"Oh my god, this scripture is completely unconventional, and it is a scripture that uses a strange method to cultivate divine sense …"
Fang Xing roughly guessed the reason, but he was even more shocked and could not calm down for a long time.
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