Fortune Teller

"Your Majesty, Xia Feng, a disciple of Dongji Mountain, is asking for an audience outside the hall." A servant walked into the hall and said respectfully.

"oh?"

Gu Xiuyun opened his eyes, "Twenty thousand years have passed. It seems that his talent in space is not bad. Let him come in!"

"yes."

The servant bowed and nodded.

After a while, the young man walked into the palace, and what he saw was a thick stone rod inserted horizontally in the center of the hall. A green figure stood above the stone rod, and his whole body was filled with fluctuations of true energy.

"Junior Xia Feng, I have met Ye Zhizun." The young man knelt down.

"Pindao said before that I will come to see you after you have understood the second level of magic," Gu Xiuyun said softly, "You are here today. You must have understood this level of magic. Let's see how you can use it!"

"Junior, I obey."

Xia Feng took a deep breath, and the holy light in his body rushed out like a frenzy, covering his entire body in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, the surrounding space began to compress sharply.

First, it formed space fragments, and then collapsed again, turning into fine dust. Each piece of dust gathered a massive amount of holy light and blended with each other. In the second level of space secret arts, the compression of power has reached an extremely high level. Although it cannot be combined with Taoist and magical powers, the compressed power alone is no less than ordinary secret arts.

And the Holy Light system is different from other systems.

The most powerful thing of a holy light practitioner is the physical body. With the unique skills of space, the power of the whole body is extremely compressed, and the power of the explosion is far beyond that of its peers.

This is also the reason why Gu Xiuyun passed on their unique space skills!

call!

The holy light continued to compress and eventually turned into gray mist.

"Senior, please give me some advice!"

Xia Feng let out a low roar, and all the gray mist poured into the depths of his fist. Then, he punched out, and the violent wind made a harsh dragon roar and struck forward.

Peng!

The force of the fist was as heavy as a mountain, and as violent as a tsunami. It rumbled down at the end of the Keqing Palace, creating a hole about ten feet deep.

After throwing a punch, Xia Feng did not stop, but continued to use his punch.

Peng! Peng! Peng!

Potholes continued to appear around the palace, and each punch was extremely powerful. Coupled with the extremely compressed space technique, this power increased to an astonishing level.

"As I expected, the unique skills of space must be matched with a strong physical body in order to exert its maximum power."

Looking at the scene in front of him, Gu Xiuyun nodded slightly.

On the level of the physical body, Dong Xinjing is no less than a warrior in the tenth level of transcendence, much stronger than he is now.

There is no way, the threshold for warriors is too high, and the requirements for mind and will are even outrageous.

Gu Xiuyun's mind and will are strong enough, but he is still stuck in the ninth level of transcendence. If he hadn't also cultivated the ancient saint's supernatural power, he would not have had the terrifying power comparable to the third level of acting.

The threshold for practicing the Holy Light System is much lower!

The mind and will of a disciple in the Cave Heart Realm is only comparable to that of the Nine Difficulties Realm Master. If he can go one step further and step into the Only Mind Realm, he can become the Supreme Master of the Upper Three Caves.

But at the same time, this system's requirements for resources and external objects far exceed those of martial arts and immortality. Each time you advance to a higher level, you must refine a large amount of spiritual materials, such as Kongcheng Crystal, Qulight Liquid, Ice Light Beads... many special spiritual materials. Materials can only be found near the Holy Light Sea.

Because of this, the Holy Light system has not spread.

Peng! Peng! Peng!

The roars continued one after another.

Xia Feng's cultivation level is far inferior to that of Gu Xiuyun, but his physical strength is higher than that of Gu Xiuyun. He can easily withstand the compressed power of the space secret technique, punch after punch, almost without end.

After half an hour, he finally stopped.

"Xia Feng, what do you think of this technique?" Gu Xiuyun said quietly.

"Reporting back to my predecessors, this secret technique can compress my own power to the extreme. Just two layers of the technique have increased my strength by more than ten times. If I can go further... the power will be unimaginable."

Xia Feng's face was full of excitement.

After understanding the second level of magic, he understood that the true purpose of the space secret technique was not to escape, but to compress it to the extreme, compressing ten times or a hundred times the power into one point, thus erupting with terrifying power.

This is easy to say.

But apart from the rules of the starry sky, he has never seen any space rules that can affect physical strength.

"Yes, this is the real secret of the Space Secret Technique," Gu Xiuyun nodded slightly, "This technique is most suitable for the Holy Light System, the Ancient Saint System and the Extraterrestrial Beasts. It can be said to be a purely material secret art, but because of this , Poor Taoist did not explain it in advance, so as not to leak it and cause endless trouble. "

"What do you mean, senior?" Xia Feng frowned slightly.

"You only need to know the power of the secret technique of space yourself. There is no need to tell others," Gu Xiuyun said indifferently. "The word "chance" is what matters in the great path. If you can meet a poor Taoist in a wormhole in the void, it means you are destined to get this secret. It’s natural to use magic, but as for others... let’s look at their fortunes!”

"Senior, don't you want the power of the secret technique of space to be known to others?" Xia Feng looked hesitant, "But two hundred and eighty thousand years later, the sect will have a life-and-death debate, and I have to take action."

"It doesn't matter, as long as you keep it secret for these two hundred and eighty thousand years."

Gu Xiuyun said quietly.

The space secret technique was extremely powerful and extremely difficult to deduce. He did not want the news to spread and attract a group of Dongji Mountain disciples to come for advice.

By that time, just rehearsing the third level of magic for everyone would be enough to severely damage his mind.

"Two hundred and eighty thousand years..."

Xia Feng blinked and nodded.

"You wait here. I need to deduce a completely suitable space method to allow you to cross the realm and practice in advance. Three to five thousand years should be enough."

"Deduction of magic formula?"

Xia Feng looked confused.

Is it possible that there is no fixed formula for this space secret technique, and it varies from person to person?

He immediately thought of the scene 20,000 years ago when all the disciples met with Ye Taoist. Everyone was performing secret techniques outside the palace, and this lasted for several days.

I originally thought that Taoist Ye wanted to use this to select the disciple with the best talent.

Now it seems that the other party is observing everyone's aura fluctuations, thereby deducing the space method suitable for everyone.

"I see. It seems that this secret technique is more powerful than I thought."

Xia Feng looked ahead.

The cyan figure has closed its eyes, and the power of fate envelopes the whole body, forming hexagrams.

The third level of magic involves the space of water flow, and its power is extremely powerful. Not to mention that Xia Feng is just a cave mind state. Even the supreme master of the universe will spend hundreds of millions of years to slowly understand it, and the hope of understanding it is very slim.

Of course, this is a situation where you don’t have any tips and rely entirely on your own perception.

Gu Xiuyun deduced the space method for Xia Feng, and the difficulty of practice was much lower.

Time passed slowly, one day, two days, three days... A full four thousand years passed, and the cyan figure finally woke up.

At the same time, another figure came outside the hall.