square inch kill

Chapter 498 Fusion, collapse!
Standing quietly in the void, Fang Cun didn't use any power this time, his whole body appeared extremely calm, with the breeze blowing slowly, he was at ease.

The understanding of the source of reincarnation has temporarily reached a limit. Now, even if it is a square inch, it is impossible to improve the control of the source of reincarnation in a short period of time. In other words, it seems that the strength that can be improved A limit has been reached.However, such power is still not enough to shatter the Zhishan that sealed Fang Cun's body.

Standing calmly in the void, letting go of all comforts, realizing the peaceful atmosphere, and feeling the true Tao, this is what Fangcun wants to do now.

The epiphany of these days has allowed Fang Cun to recognize his own position again, and Fang Cun Jing has gained strength again without knowing it, and at this moment, Fang Cun is also using this way of enlightenment to comprehend Fang Cun Jing and further enhance his own strength .

To put it simply, although the power of the source of reincarnation is powerful, it is quite difficult to completely control it, or even burst out an inch of strength.

In many cases, the power of the source seems to be incompatible with the power itself. Now, if a square inch simply bursts out with an inch of strength, it is the power of the holy rank, but it cannot be integrated with the power of the source.

This is also the root cause of why since obtaining the Emperor Sword, Fangcun's battles have deviated from the assassin's way more and more.

But now, if he wants to return to the way of the assassin, the first thing Fang Cun has to face is the fusion of the original power and Cun Jin. Only by perfectly integrating the original power and Cun Jin can he truly achieve lore. In a really fierce battle, it is inevitable to still deviate in the direction of the original.

After all, the further you get to the back, the greater the effect of the source, and if the source is left unused, the power will inevitably be greatly weakened.

However, this kind of fusion cannot be achieved by simple efforts. What is lacking is an opportunity for epiphany!

"By the way, Samsara, is there any progress for you to condense your figure?" Standing lazily in the air, Fang Cun asked casually.

Mentioning this, Samsara's complexion suddenly turned bitter, "It seems that I am in trouble. Once I leave the formation, I will lose the source of strength I can rely on. Without this, I will not be able to condense my body for a long time. This solves the problem. If not, the previous preparations will be useless.”

Like Fang Cun, the perception of reincarnation was also caught in a predicament, dangling in the sky bored.

After pondering for a while, Fang Cun said casually, "Samsara, do you want some tea?"

"Ah?" Hearing Fang Cun's words, Samsara's eyes widened. Although everything here can be simulated to be very real, it is still fake after all. What kind of tea do you drink here?Isn't it funny.

Fang Cun ignored him, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and the surrounding environment suddenly changed in a flash.

On the majestic mountain peaks, the mountain breeze is gentle, and it looks extraordinarily clear after the new rain. In front of the square inch, there is a group of bonfires, and a kettle hangs above it. The clear spring water is bubbling. Small wooden case.

Fiddling with the tea set casually, the square-inch movements appear extremely elegant and natural.

The tea was very fragrant, but Samsara couldn't tell what kind of tea it was, and subconsciously sat beside Fang Cun, watching Fang Cun's familiar handling of all this, without saying a word.

Samsara didn't understand what Fang Cun wanted to do, but this didn't affect him sitting down and enjoying this warm feeling. The seemingly ordinary scene was the scene he longed for the most these years.

In a short while, a pot of clear tea has been brewed, for the sake of reincarnation and since then, Fang Cun lowered his head and took a sip, then sighed and said, "I haven't felt like this for a long time, reincarnation, you know what?" ? Actually, this is the time I miss the most.”

Samsara didn't answer, in fact, Fang Cun didn't expect him to answer at all, and continued talking on his own.

"At the beginning, the old man just sat here to make tea. No matter what kind of questions or troubles I had, the old man could easily resolve them. Stay away from the hustle and bustle, away from all the disturbances in the world. The old man said, this is the closest way Life." With a trace of reminiscence in his eyes, Fang Cun murmured easily, "I didn't understand these things at that time, and I often found it boring, always trying to find ways to escape down the mountain until I finally left Fang Cun Mountain. Understand the value of that time."

Fang Cun did not tell anyone these words, because in this world, it is impossible for anyone to understand them.

Faced with reincarnation, Fang Cun said it naturally, and even reproduced everything in his impression by virtue of the reincarnation formation, but the only thing missing was the old man who just sat here lazily all day long.

With Fangcun's ability, it is natural that he can transform into an old man, but Fangcun is unwilling to do so no matter what.

Because, no matter how real the simulation is, the fake is only fake after all, and will never come true!Fangcun can simulate every plant and tree in Fangcun Mountain, any scene, any person, but he is still unwilling to develop a fake old man.

Samsara doesn't understand Fang Cun's thoughts, but he can feel the faint memory and sadness in Fang Cun's body at this moment.

Silently drinking the tea in his hand, Samsara never interrupted, just quietly listening to Fangcun's fragmentary recounting of everything on Fangcun Mountain back then, feeling the faint warmth.

Continuously circling around the square inch body, the little devil still inevitably felt a sense of powerlessness after all.

According to Fang Cun's instructions, the reincarnation formation of the past life was arranged, but it couldn't enter with Fang Cun, it could only guard Fang Cun outside, but as time went by, it also made him more impatient.

It has been more than a month since he entered the nether world. Although there is no danger for the time being, the little devil can already feel that there are evil spirits approaching around him.

If it is an ordinary evil spirit, the little devil can be dismissed casually, and there is no need to worry about any danger at all. However, the evil spirit that is approaching now obviously has self-awareness. Even in this nether world, it is an extremely powerful existence .

If the little devil back then could kill this kind of evil spirit with a flick of a finger, but now it's sealed, that's another matter.

The little devil is not afraid of evil spirits, but it is also unable to prevent the impact of such evil spirits on the square. You must know that the attack of evil spirits is a direct blow to the soul. Once it is created by evil spirits, consciousness will soon It will collapse, in the Netherworld, this is undoubtedly the heaviest blow.

The little devil has a special reaction to this kind of evil spirit. As long as it enters a certain range, it can easily feel the existence of the other party. According to estimates, it will take four or five days at most before the evil spirit will rush over and activate attack!This is still the result of the power of the little devil, otherwise, a moment ago, the evil spirit would have rushed over.

If Fang Cun could not wake up before the evil spirits attacked, he would be in serious trouble.

At this moment, the little devil even had the intention to destroy the reincarnation formation, but when he released the formation, he followed Fang Cun's instructions completely, and he didn't understand the formation at all. Once it was deployed, he had no choice make it stop.

Now I can only worry about the size.

Slowly put down the teacup in his hand, there was a gleam of clarity in his square-inch eyes, and then he sighed, "It's a pity, these things are over after all, no matter how real my simulation is, it's still a fake after all."

The moment the voice fell, all the surrounding wooden tables and tea disappeared. Fangcun was dressed in white and stood quietly on the mountain peak. A blue bamboo stick appeared silently in his hand, exactly like the one the old man carried with him.

"Fang Cun!" After hesitating for a moment, Samsara said slowly, "I like this feeling."

With a casual smile, Fang Cun lightly grabbed the bamboo stick, touched the ground, and said casually, "Samsara, don't worry, I will always find a way to help you condense your body. Although this is fake now, in the future, we will You must be able to sit and drink tea like this in reality.”

Standing up slowly, Fang Cun's eyes were full of peace.

I have been sitting on this mountain for a full ten years. Every day, watching the sunrise and sunset, cooking tea, feeling the faint peace, my heart has become more and more calm, calm, but the state of mind But without knowing it, he has made great progress.

"Thank you, but you'd better think about how you want to unblock your town." There was a touch of emotion in his eyes, but Samsara waved his hands lazily and said.

"No need!" A faint smile escaped from the corner of his mouth, Fang Cun said softly, "I think I'm already enough to break the seal."

"Ah?" Such an answer obviously greatly exceeded Samsara's expectations, and even Samsara couldn't react at all. These days, I haven't seen Fangcun practice at all. Just brewing tea and blowing the air can unlock the seal. town?
As if seeing the unbelief in reincarnation, Fang Cun raised his hand slightly, and suddenly there was a mountain of fingers falling when he was empty. The oppression was even far more terrifying than what Fang Cun had simulated before.

If before, Fang Cun's simulated one-finger closure was only five or six points, then now this finger has a full seven or eight points of authenticity.

However, even so, Fang Cun still didn't have the slightest fear, stepped in one step, leisurely like walking in a garden, even the dagger was lazy, pushed out gently with one hand, and fell lightly from the side to the finger in an incomprehensible way. On the mountain!
The sudden explosion, that seemingly ordinary palm, actually burst out with an extremely powerful force in an instant, within one blow, that finger disintegrated instantly, there was no shock of heaven and earth, everything was calm as if Mountain breeze and flowing water, clean and neat!

In an instant, Samsara's eyes widened in disbelief, and he didn't react for a long time. Such a blow... is too abnormal, isn't it?

(End of this chapter)