Above the vast sea, there are unpredictable changes. The ocean in the heaven contains countless monsters. Especially in the sea area around the Chaotic Sea of Gods, there are often monsters at the level of golden immortals.
Ordinary masters simply cannot come here.
But today, the atmosphere was very strange.
A man stood steadily on the sea. He didn't have much momentum, but in the sea area with a radius of billions of miles, the wind and waves were calm, and not even a fish jumped.
Of course, any fish in the heaven is more powerful than the master of the secret realm of immortality in the world. Let alone the other monsters.
This man is none other than Fang Han.
He stood quietly on the sea for a day and a night, and the stars were changing unpredictably. He was refining the power of the eight disciples of the Divine Prison among the thirty-three treasures.
During this day and night of standing, all the magical powers, Taoist skills, and understanding of the Tao of the Eight Divine Prison disciples, as well as their memories, various adventures, and life experiences, were all digested and absorbed by Fang Han.
These people have so many memories, the adventures they have experienced throughout their lives, and the experiences and understandings of various Taoist practices are also extraordinary. If these huge memories were to burst into the mind of the same Golden Immortal, that Golden Immortal would probably lose his head immediately.
Death by explosion.
But Fang Han's body is no longer a body, but a crystal of the Kingdom of God. Each crystal of the Kingdom of God can hold a massive amount of memory. Calculated by the Kingdom of God, in one moment, it can be calculated thousands of times.
But even so, the memory of the eight masters is too huge. Fang Han also spent a day and a night calculating, sorting, taking the dross and saving the essence.
A red sun rises from the sea level.
Fang Han opened his eyes, radiating far-reaching divine light, and the artistic conception of wisdom was swirling around his body. At this moment, he seemed to be an enlightened saint, seeing through the alternation of life and death, and comprehending the various conditions of the world.
He has gone through all the memories and experiences of the eight major disciples.
In one day and one night, he seemed to have experienced eight different lives, the cycle of life and death, joy, anger, sorrow, and joy.
Originally, it would take a long time for him to be promoted to the Ancestor Immortal. However, after this day and night of enlightenment, the possibility of being promoted to the Ancestor Immortal was greatly enhanced.
Moreover, a king-level spiritual vein was stored in Zhitianmen, providing an endless supply of motivation for his promotion to the Ancestral Immortal.
Now, he can completely start his own sect and establish a king's sect. With the king's spiritual veins, it is not impossible to establish a king's sect.
Countless magical powers, such as the Holy Law of the Void Emperor's Undefeated Battle, the Way of the Corpse Realm... were all integrated into the talismans of the Era Divine Fist and began to change.
I don't know when, Fang Han's Fist of Era Talisman had the function of devouring magical powers. Every time it swallowed a magical power, the Talisman of Fist of Era would expand by one point.
In the bodies of these eight disciples, there are a total of eight kinds of magical powers in the "Emperor's Martial Scripture", namely Xuhuang, Yunhuang, Zihuang, Linghuang, Youhuang, Lihuang, Overlord, and Xihuang.
It's a pity that Wu Chang didn't catch it, otherwise, the Qi Emperor Martial Arts could also be obtained.
All the martial arts of the Eight Emperors were integrated into the talismans of the Divine Fist of the Epoch. Fang Han felt full of power. Now that he could use it at will, the Divine Fist of the Epoch could exert ten times its combat power.
In the future, without using obvious martial arts such as the Thirty-three Heavenly Creation Divine Fist, he will be able to kill most masters. Even ancestors.
In particular, Fang Han already knew from the memories of eight disciples how these disciples trained. How they conducted devilish training every day.
The "Thunder Pond of Ten Thousand Lives" created by the "Thunder Emperor Heavenly Lord" also emerged from the memory. It was a sea of thunder, full of destructive vitality. Countless disciples who were exhausted jumped into it, and some were directly trapped in it.
After death, some are reborn from the ashes, absorbing the essence of the dead disciples and becoming more powerful.
This is the training of the disciples of the Divine Prison.
"It's really cruel. During the training, the loser dies, and the essence is absorbed by the strong one. This is simply raising gu." Fang Han recalled these memories and sighed in admiration.
Raising poisonous insects is to put many poisonous insects together to eat each other, and finally give birth to a powerful being. The same is true for the training in the divine prison.
"Thunder Emperor Heavenly Lord is related to Qingxue. Let me see what this peerless Heavenly Lord looks like?"
The Divine Prison was organized by the Thunder Emperor Heavenly Lord. These disciples must have been personally trained by the Thunder Emperor Heavenly Lord. Fang Han wanted to see from their memories what the Thunder Emperor Heavenly Lord looked like.
Searching in the vast sea of memories, Fang Han suddenly shook his whole body and "saw" an extremely huge God of Thunder! This God of Thunder was countless millions of miles tall, standing on a celestial palace, with densely packed thunder eyes all over his body.
, which makes up the body, is not human at all.
Each of those giant thunder eyes is like a whirlpool, sucking people's souls into it.
Fang Han once saw the phantom of Thunder Emperor Tianjun in the memory of Chaos Tianjun, but it was a phantom, not the real form. Now in this memory, it is the real form and the real appearance.
The Lord of Thunder, the King of Heaven.
In an instant, Fang Han was captured by the form of Thunder Emperor Tianjun, unable to move or escape, as if he was frozen.
"The Way of Destiny, the Art of Fate!" At this moment, Fang Han remained calm in the face of danger, and used the Little Fate Art, his core Art of Era, to wipe out this memory with a fierce blow, and successfully escaped, feeling in his heart
Extremely shocked.
"Is this the power of the Heavenly Lord? Mere memories can intimidate me. But I have peeked into the true form of the Thunder Emperor Heavenly Lord, which is of great benefit to the thunder method!"
Fang Han pondered in his mind and put the shadow of his memory into "Zhou Tianyi". He began to calculate and deduce! This was an extremely bold move.
The form of the Thunder Emperor contains the secret of the supreme thunder. Zhou Tianyi can definitely analyze a lot of mysteries by deducing it. Sure enough, during Zhou Tianyi's deduction, a series of mysterious thunder runes were derived, and entering the square
In Han's thoughts, many of his thunder magic powers were immediately perfected, and thunder and lightning were automatically derived from the crystal divine kingdom all over his body.
Those thunder and lightning flashed wildly, making the Crystal Divine Kingdom full of power.
"It is very possible that my future opponent will be this Thunder Emperor Heavenly Lord! My strength is still very weak now. This Thunder Emperor Heavenly Lord can crush me to death with just one finger." Fang Han let out a long sigh.
tone.
The harvest this time was so huge that he barely digested a third of it.
After deducing, precipitating, and transforming all the power, laws, and memories into his own. He can imagine that his promotion to the ancestor immortal is a matter of ironclad certainty.
Being promoted from the Golden Immortal to the Ancestral Immortal realm is another qualitative leap.
In the heaven, the Golden Immortal is the overlord and an active member. It’s not too much, but it’s not too much. The heaven is really too big and there are too many overlords. But the Ancestral Immortal is not common, let alone the above.
Yuan Xian, Holy Immortal, Ultimate Immortal.
Once promoted to the Ancestral Immortal, Fang Han's status in the Yuhua Sect is different. It is very likely that he will be promoted to the level of the Holy Son. He will become the real high-level leader of the sect, and will be qualified to aspire for the position of headmaster in the future, and he will be the legal heir.
Although Fang Han didn't care about this identity, it was much easier to do things with the cover of his identity.
"Feng Yuan, you have been in trance for a day and a night. What's the matter? Have you digested the soul memories of the eight law enforcement disciples?" Xu Muyun and Bi Yu'er were also meditating on the side. Seeing Fang Han often heaving a sigh of relief, he couldn't help but wonder.
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"Almost all of them have gained enlightenment. Their Taoist memories are being calculated, and even some of the big names they have met are transformed into their own memories." Fang Han said, "You have also gained a lot." As he spoke, he opened his hands.
Open it, and the Oniwu Holy Picture flies out.
There are a total of nine of these Oniwu Holy Pictures, which form a picture. Each piece carries the mysterious aura of the Gods, who rule the heavens and do whatever they want. However, the core piece in the center of the Holy Picture has disappeared and has not been taken.
It is possible that it fell into the hands of Tianfei Wumo.
"It's a pity, it's a pity that we didn't get the core Oniwu Holy Picture. These residual pictures are not very powerful, just like a person who has lost his heart." Xu Muyun shook his head repeatedly: "If you get the core Holy Picture, it will be powerful enough.
Kill the saint. But if you collect these holy pictures, Feng Yuan, you can learn from them some of the Taoist techniques of Oniwu Sage, and gain insights into the great ways, which will also be of great help to your promotion to Ancestor Immortal."
"It's natural!"
With a wave of his hand, Fang Han entered the nine residual pictures into Zhou Tianyi and began to make calculations. Sure enough, many musical notes and words from the gods penetrated into Fang Han's mind, making the divine kingdom around him even more full of energy.
A breath of sacredness.
"It's not that Lord Oniwu's residual map isn't powerful, it's that I can't exert its power at all and haven't reached the realm of a saint. I'm afraid it's hard to bring out the power of this residual map."
As soon as he calculated, Fang Han discovered that each of the nine residual pictures contained powerful seals in the depths, which had never been opened at all. Each seal was so tyrannical that it contained an ancient holy king.
Impermanence was not able to exert one percent of the power of these nine residual pictures.
"Such a powerful residual picture? Why did the Bone Saint give it to me? Is it to please me? Or does he think I am the reincarnation of some big shot? I still have thirty-three days of treasures in my body. Could it be that he thinks I am the reincarnation of the Immortal King of Creation?"
Fang Han thought of the Bone Saint who rescued Wu Chang.
These things are confusing.
"Okay, Feng Yuan, we can now return to the Yuhua Sect quietly, practice in seclusion, and wait for the start of the Heavenly Genius Competition. When the time comes, boundless geniuses will come out. You can also participate, and you will definitely sweep away the crowd.
It is rumored that in this heavenly competition, an adopted daughter of the Eternal Heavenly King will choose a husband, and many powerful forces want to reach heaven in one step."
Xu Muyun said.
"A righteous daughter of the Eternal Heavenly King? She came up from the lower world?" Fang Han's expression suddenly tightened, searching for the memory of Murong Shi who had been devoured. Suddenly, he discovered some clues...