Chapter 52 Thousands of Machines

Xiao Fan released the ghost war soul. At this moment, he felt the pores all over his body became clear, and his spiritual sense had increased several times.

"The ghost war soul still has this benefit? I didn't even find it before." Xiao Fan said in surprise.

However, he quickly understood that his spiritual perception has always been much stronger than that of the same rank, precisely because of the ghost war soul, but he has not paid attention.

With his previous spiritual perception, it was difficult to catch these lines, but now, he feels that those lines have slowed down a lot.

"Although I can't comprehend it in a short time, with the ghost war soul and my unforgettable ability, should I be able to write down all these soul patterns?" Xiao Fan thought to himself.

Just do what he says, the ghost war spirit above his head is floating, and he stares at everything in front of him intently. Although there are many lines and they change very quickly, Xiao Fan's eyesight and memory are extremely terrifying, and he is slowly in his mind. Trace it down.

Slowly, Xiao Fan entered a strange state, and his entire body burst out with majestic spirit power, which was trembling with a mysterious frequency.

Unconsciously, Xiao Fan's shadows were left around, and the whole person seemed to be divided into countless pieces.

If you let others see it, you will definitely be surprised, because this is a sign of a breakthrough in the meaning of speed.

The meaning of fast and slow, the so-called fast and slow, are actually a kind of artistic conception, but in the eyes of people who understand, everything they see will slow down.

On the contrary, in the eyes of others, people who understand the meaning of speed will become faster, and it is even difficult to capture the real body shape.

So this kind of artistic conception is also called the artistic conception of fast, but most people integrate the artistic conception into soul soldiers and combat skills.

The artistic conception of happiness is integrated into the sword stroke, which is the sword intent of happiness, and similarly, the artistic conception of happiness is integrated into the sword.

It's just that Xiao Fan's understanding is different, because his swordsmanship, swordsmanship, and boxing skills are not weak, so his understanding of speed, destruction, and killing are all integrated.

Compared with other people's artistic conceptions with attributes, Xiao Fan's comprehension of artistic conceptions has no attributes, like the meaning of killing and cutting. If you blend in a sword move, you will mean killing and killing a sword.

Generally speaking, people will only understand the killing and cutting sword intent, but will not simultaneously use the killing and cutting sword intent, the same is true for the meaning of speed and destruction.

This is also the reason why the drunkard would be so shocked when he saw Xiao Fan understand the meaning of destruction and the meaning of speed.

Now Xiao Fan's meaning of killing and destruction has broken through to the second level. If the meaning of speed is further advanced, then Xiao Fan's strength will definitely rise to the next level.

At this moment, in the Sea of ??Soul of Xiao Fan, countless souls are densely packed in the sky above the Sea of ??Souls, densely and criss-crossed, and ordinary people will get dim when they look at it.

However, Xiao Fan simulated it with Soul Silk himself. This ability has surpassed one mind and two uses.

If I let Bei Lao know that Xiao Fan used this method to trace the soul silk, he would probably be shocked and scold Xiao Fan for being abnormal.

Since the soul power has been tempered by the soul-devouring blood silkworm, Xiao Fan's soul power purity cannot be compared to him even at the peak of the Battle Emperor.

However, Xiao Fan's condition was not much better. The spirit power in his body quickly faded, his face turned pale, drips of sweat leaked from his forehead, and his back was already soaked.

This kind of tracing technique is extremely exhausting, and if you change to another person, you will probably be exhausted.

Xiao Fan took a deep breath, took out several top-quality ice soul stones, and used them with one heart and two purposes, quickly refining the ice soul stones to replenish their soul power, while the other side was still tracing them.

Before Xiao Fan's eyes, the rapidly changing and rotating lines felt slower and slower. If it weren't for too many lines, Xiao Fan would definitely have remembered it.

"call!"

Suddenly, Xiao Fan exuded a mysterious aura, Xiao Fan showed a smile on his face, and said to himself, "These soul patterns actually made me realize the meaning of the second order of speed and slowness, so I didn't come in for nothing."

"Fuck, what the **** is this Thousand Chance Sect inheritance? If this is a test, how can I pass this test?" Xiao Fan cursed again for a long time.

He didn't know how long he had stayed here, at least half a month, but these lines were still there, which made Xiao Fan a little unbearable.

"Fine, these soul patterns composed of soul patterns may be useful to Bei Lao, so let him write them down first." Xiao Fan said helplessly, "Anyway, it's not a complete waste of time. These soul silks can also exercise a person's soul power. See if you can comprehend the third level of speed."

Fortunately, Xiao Fan himself didn't have any intensive phobia, otherwise he would have passed out a long time ago, and he was not a person afraid of loneliness, he could still stay for a month or two.

At this moment, in another mysterious space, Nangong Tianyi also stood in front of countless lines, but the speed of rotation and change of these lines was much slower than the space where Xiao Fan was.

However, after more than half a month, Nangong Tianyi found nothing. He didn't know what these lines represented, and he still couldn't understand.

"The inheritance of the Thousand Chance Sect is these soul patterns? Isn't it the inheritance of the tenth layer of puppet art?"

"How can I get the first dragon soul fruit 80% of the time to get the inheritance of the Qianjimen? It's just shit? Just these lines, I look dizzy!"

"Impossible, this is definitely only a test. As long as I pass this test, I will be able to obtain the true Thousand Chance Gate inheritance. Then I can make puppets in batches. If there are millions of Tier 7 puppets, it will be enough to sweep the southern region. The eight great dynasties were cultivated by the mother's family."

"No way, my head feels like it's going to explode. When does this test end?"

Nangong Tianyi scolded all the 18th generations of Qianjimen's ancestors. His heart became more and more impatient and impatient, and he could only continue to comfort himself.

I have to say that Nangong Tianyi's ambition is not small. The reason why he has arranged so many is to obtain the puppet inheritance of Qianjimen and create a group of unparalleled troops.

Unfortunately, he was destined to be disappointed.

In the other spaces, Fatty, Crazy Wolf, Guan Xiaoqi, and Lou Aotian were all dizzy, and at first they could still see something in these soul patterns.

But over time, they couldn't stand it, and they simply closed their eyes and started practicing. They didn't believe that they would stay in this space forever.

If anyone else is more comfortable, only Bei Chenfeng is the only one who can understand the countless soul patterns.

"Hey, I knew I should learn more about the soul pattern. It's a waste of a good opportunity. If my grandpa knew about it, I might have to scold me again."

"Fortunately, the stupid Nangong Tianyi was the first to come in. Those who don't understand the soul pattern will only get more uncomfortable. If I knew it, I won't come in. It's a waste of time."

"I hope Xiao Fan can write down the Thousand Chance Diagram, or if the Thousand Chance Diagram inheritance is broken, it would be a violent thing."

"Never mind, get some sleep first."

Bei Chenfeng complained a few words, then lay on the ground, quietly watching the changes in the surrounding soul lines, and soon entered his dream, and there were waves of light purring in the space.