Vol 3 Chapter 462: Cage!
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"This is, the gods are detained?!"
Mr. Wu Liu looked terrified.
Nima.
For the Mao this kid, even the demon of the demon in the genre of the monsters of the exclusive spirit of the soul will be?
The spirit of the custody is dedicated to the origin of the soul, especially the ghost of the gods like him, but also the restraint ability.
Mr. Wu Liu had almost no resistance. In the panic and unbelievable, the two spiritual chains suddenly found out by Yang Fan’s knowledge of the sea pulled the criminal detention into Yang Fan’s sea of knowledge.
Go in.
Mr. Wu Liu saw a little bit of a squat on the face of a virtual screen to see the cartoon, heard the movement, looked up and looked at Mr. Wu Liu with a little doubt, then squatted to hide and hide, and continued to indulge In the episode of the cartoon.
"Zhong Ling..."
Seeing the current state of Zhong Ling, Mr. Wu Liu couldn’t help but shake his head. A thousand-year-old spirit that was bought by an animated cartoon had no more than a face-to-face control.
Yuan Ling Lai also got a handsome guy.
However, Zhong Ling’s gimmicks only got an animated cartoon that children like, and how childish and childish.
"However, Yang Fan’s space for recognizing the sea is really outrageous. It’s really endless!"
Mr. Wu Liu flew in the air and lived in a high place. He looked up at Yang Fan’s knowledge of the sea. He was blue and looked at nothing. With his current spiritual power, he could not find out where the boundary of the sea of knowledge was.
"Sure enough, I am not afraid of being able to smother the abnormality of the big front door. The scope of this space for understanding the sea is much more than the body of the old man!"
Mr. Wu Liu sighed softly.
His body is the peak of the spiritual master, and the sea of knowledge is just beyond the limit of 30,000 kilometers.
And what is Yang Fan doing now?
It’s just the spirit of the ninth grade!
Such a low-level and shallow spirit is cultivated, but it has such a vast and vast spirit of knowledge of the sea, to say that it is not a enchanting, who can be a enchanting?
and also.
Yang Fan's soul is the source of the soul.
Mr. Wu Liu did not see the entity, and he did not notice his specific location.
However, the pressure and jealousy from the depths of the soul have already made Mr. Wu Liu have a general understanding and judgment on the origin of Yang Fan's spirit.
"At least the strength of the five-level spiritual master has been reached! Even if there is a large front door's increase effect, it is enough to prove that Yang Fan's own soul source is already strong enough! At least, it is far beyond his current spiritual level nine. The source strength of this."
Mr. Wu Liu did not bother to go everywhere to search for where Yang Fan’s origin center is.
No use.
He knows how terrible the spirited masters who have the ability to defend their spirits. In their spiritual knowledge, they are the existence of the gods, unless his spirit strength can far exceed Yang Fan, otherwise, no one Can resist the slap of Yang Fan's chain of detention.
If it is the body of Mr. Wu Liu, perhaps it can suppress Yang Fan a few points, but he is now just a virtual shadow, a ghost that has been left in the martial arts secret for hundreds of years.
Without the support of the body's origin, it belongs to the rootless duckweed, which is enough to confront Yang Fan's current spiritual origin and spiritual will.
Therefore, he was very clever to choose to stay in the same place, quietly waiting for the fall of Yang Fan.
"At the moment, you are not ready to confess, what is the ultimate reward for this level?"
Yang Fan’s consciousness is in front of Mr. Wu Liu’s body.
With a wave of hand, a leaf boat floated to the sea.
There is a table and chair on the boat, and there are a few teas on the chair.
Yang Fan bent down and sat down, then reached out and made a gesture of please to Mr. Wu Liu, very polite.
Mr. Wu Liu nodded slightly, and his look was no longer before the panic and fear, but it was a bit more free and easy.
After sitting opposite Yang Fan, Mr. Wu Liu reached out and touched the edge of the boat, as well as the touch of tables, chairs and teacups.
"The degree of realism has already reached 88 percent. Compared with ten minutes ago, there is a qualitative leap! It must be said that the talent of Yang Fan’s friends in the magical array is indeed only seen by the old man!"
Mr. Wu Liu really praises.
In his previous memories, I have never seen anyone who is like a savage person like Yang Fan. Learning a heavenly fantasy array is as simple as taking a cold water.
Eighty-eight percent of the illusion of realism, even if he personally displayed it, it is almost the same level.
In other words.
In less than two hours, Yang Fan mastered and mastered the heavenly illusion that he had studied for hundreds of years, and the level of realm was quite different.
This makes him a man who lives a few hundred years old, and he is so embarrassed.
Genius this kind of thing.
Is that really so unreasonable?
In the past, Mr. Wu Liu felt that he was also a genius. Especially on the road of the Magician, there were not many people in the whole source who could stand with him. It was definitely the kind of enchanting in the eyes of others.
But now.
Compared with the genius of Yang Fan, Mr. Wu Liu felt that his former pride was so vulnerable, so shallow and ridiculous.
In the face of true genius, even if it is a heavenly illusion, it is only an hour or two. Is it better than nothing?
"The old gentleman has won the prize." Yang Fan smiled and took a cup of tea from the teacup on the table. Although it was blurred, but drinking it in the mouth, there was something sweet: "Actually, I also think that I seem to be very good. It’s a genius."
Mr. Wu Liu laughed dumbly.
Yang Fan said that although he is a little bit ugly, it is undeniable that what he said is indeed a fact.
When talking, Yang Fan’s interest rose and his mind was moving.
Soon, next to the boat, there were some other scenes.
Isolated islands, beaches, trees, flowers, streams, birds, fish worms...
A little bit of the scene increases.
The scenery in Yang Fan’s knowledge of the sea is no longer a constant sea of water. This area has added a bit of life and is becoming more and more like a real sea full of endless vitality.
Here is his spiritual knowledge of the sea, how to arrange it, just a thought in his heart.
But when Yang Fan added the dream reality he had just learned into these specific environmental factors, everything became so real.
The beach is soft, the birds are long, and the fish is jumping.
Everything is as true as it is.
Mr. Wu Liu quietly watched the changes in Yang Fan’s knowledge of the sea and said nothing.
The fake is true and false.
The ultimate goal and ultimate fantasy of fantasy reality is to turn all illusions into real reality.
however.
It is almost impossible to show all the scenes in this dream.
Even if someone practices the fantasy reality into the realm of the gods, at most it is the illusion of the reality of all the scenes to 90%, or about 99%.
No one can break through the last one percent and completely turn all the illusions into reality.
but.
As a magician, who hasn't had a dream?
Mr. Wu Liu remembers that his body's knowledge of the sea space, in fact, there are similar arrangements like Yang Fan.
When he is idle, his body will hide in his sea of knowledge and build his illusory world. One day, he will be sanctified and manifest all the things in the sea.
After playing for a while, Yang Fan took back his own thoughts and looked up to Mr. Wu Liu: "How, Mr. Wu Liu is not ready to tell the younger a little something?"
Mr. Wu Liu shook his head and chuckled: "Did you already see it? What the map inherits is just an excuse for the old man to perfuse you."
"Unfortunately, whether you are your cousin or not, you are a wary and suspicious person. You are not willing to give a chance to the old. Otherwise, the old man may have occupied the spirit of Wang Zhe’s friends at the moment, through his The body broke out."
at last.
Still admitted.
This old man really didn't have any good intentions.
Yang Fan raised his eyebrows: "Is the predecessor not the guardian of this place? If you want to break the border, it is not a matter of your own words. Why do you still have to rely on the body of others?"
Mr. Wu Liu looked up and took a look at Yang Fan: "What you really want to ask is actually why the old man is such a ghost, but he has to be so embarrassed, he has to think about going out to this secret, right?"
"Mr. wise." Yang Fan did not deny.
He did think so, a ghost of the soul, not a real person, for Mao will have such a desire and selfishness?
Is it fine? Is this?
"The old man is not perfect, and this place is a prison for the old man. There is no way for the soul to leave this place."
As if I saw through Yang Fan’s thoughts, Mr. Wu Liu whispered: “Don’t be surprised. The old man has been here for more than four hundred years. He has already born his own ingenuity and completely got rid of the real body. Consciousness of consciousness."
"Now, apart from the fact that I have no flesh and blood, my soul essence is no different from real human beings!"
"I don't want to stay in this cage for a long time without such a time limit. I want to live truly. I want to live better and better!"
"So, I need an opportunity, a chance to break through the self and get rid of this cage! And you guys ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ is undoubtedly the best getaway tool!"
Yang Fan nodded.
Mr. Wu Liu said that although Yang Fan had some discrepancies before, but the results were similar, nothing more than wanting to repay the corpse, or simply occupy the nest.
However, is he said that the four hundred years is a bit exaggerated? The federal government has only been established for more than 130 years. Isn’t the four hundred years earlier than the federal government for nearly three hundred years?
What is the ratio of the time flow rate in this martial art secret, and the difference with the outside world seems to be quite large? !
Yang Fan had listened to Mr. Wu Liu’s mouth before, saying that his body is actually in the outside world. Although he did not directly identify his identity, at least he said that his real life should not be too big. More than the old birthday star of Qu Hongde.
But this illusion of his soul, but has survived here for more than four hundred years, have already born their own independent personality began to want to pursue freedom.
Such a huge difference in time is really exaggerated to make people dare not imagine.