fynovel Chapter 93 is about Fei Xuanqi
Chapter 93 is about Fei Xuanqi
The original owner had long heard of Mo Jingqing, who was considered the only genius to emerge from the inner sect in the past few hundred years.
The national-level sea of consciousness is the highest level of sea of consciousness known in this world. Moreover, Mo Jingqing opened his sea of consciousness at the age of seven, although at that time it was the Dao level, which was second only to the national level.
The first time I applied for the Divine Script was at the age of ten, when my cultivation had already broken through to the initial stage of the Profound Breakthrough Realm. This Divine Script also entered the top eight of the Battle System and generated a three-petaled Flower of the Script Heart.
Many inner disciples redeemed them out of respect for the sect leader.
Furthermore, with the sect leader's intervention, Deng Jianghui was asked to wholeheartedly guide Mo Jingqing. Therefore, when Mo Jingqing was twenty-three years old, his cultivation broke through the Xuanpo Realm and was upgraded to a national-level Sea of Consciousness, a four-petaled Flower of Literary Heart.
From the later stages of the Profound Breakthrough Realm to the peak of the Profound Breakthrough Realm, Mo Jingqing progressed steadily over fifteen years, establishing a very solid foundation.
During this period, Yunding Sect successively accepted several disciples with the highest level of consciousness, namely the prefecture level and the state level, with the highest being the state level, so Mo Jingqing's position was very stable.
His only failure was that he failed to gain the approval of the Sky Domain Mirror, which was instead snatched away by Jiang Linyue.
"The Sect Master probably wants Mo Jingqing to marry Jiang Linyue to solidify the Mo family's control over the Cloud Cauldron Sect... This won't do! Erdan told me this so mysteriously because he's afraid I'll be suppressed by Mo Jingqing in the future. If Linyue and I get together, the Mo family and the Sect Master will definitely find a way to stop us!"
"Therefore, I must continue to work hard to improve my strength so that Master Qin and Master Deng will continue to support me as always."
Thinking of this, Wang Yan's heart quickly calmed down.
"Keep writing the character 'God'!"
Two quarters of an hour later, he wrote two second-tier divine characters before being summoned to the control room next door by Deacon Xiao Jin.
Qin Bilian handed over a piece of paper: "Your Uncle-Master Dulong has come up with a spatial divine script; could you take a look at it?"
Wang Yan stared in surprise and reached out, "The pills and equipment for Flying Eagle Mountain haven't been sent yet?"
Qin Bilian shook his head in disdain: "Some were wasted before, so we had to refine them again before we could get them ready."
He didn't specify whether it was a failed alchemy attempt from Dan Ding Peak or Huo Lian Peak, and Wang Yan tactfully didn't press the matter. After reading the sentence written in ordinary characters, he exclaimed, "Uncle Du, this divine script shows you've put a lot of thought into it!"
"Time and space overlap, allowing everything to be delivered swiftly, arriving in the blink of an eye."
I drew inspiration from his concept of "instantaneous" and applied it flexibly.
After being given a meaningful look by Qin Bilian, Deacon Jin quickly asked, "You think it's good too?"
"It consumes a lot of Xuan Qi!" Wang Yan commented frankly, "I'm afraid disciples at the Xuanpo Realm can't use it; at least they need to be at the Guyuan Realm."
"Huh?" Butler Jin immediately stared in astonishment. "How did you make that judgment?"
Wang Yan pursed his lips and asked Qin Bilian for confirmation: "Can the senior uncles at the Condensation Realm make time and space overlap?"
Qin Bilian's expression changed slightly, and his smile faded considerably: "Only those in the mid-stage of the Solidifying Yuan Realm could possibly achieve this."
Wang Yan waved his hand dismissively: "So disciples in the Condensation Realm and Profound Breaking Realm shouldn't even consider this."
It's grand and imposing, but it also consumes a lot of internal energy, showing the demeanor of a master.
Qin Bilian and Deacon Xiao Jin exchanged glances, and Deacon Xiao Jin cautiously asked, "Then, could you help him revise it?"
Wang Yan thought carefully for a moment, then asked him, "Could you contact Uncle Deng from Flying Eagle Mountain?"
Deacon Xiao Jin nodded: "I can use the sect's communication platform to send him a notification in plain text using my identity badge."
Is it a one-way communication, requiring waiting, or can I get an immediate response from him?
"One-way, you have to wait."
"Can that disciple's identity plaque be linked to him now?"
"He's too far away. You need to connect to the sect's communication platform first!" Deacon Xiao Jin said apologetically. "Once he agrees, we can connect directly after exchanging permissions on the communication platform."
"Now I'd like to contact Uncle Deng first." Wang Yan took out his inner disciple badge and waited for Deacon Xiao Jin to teach him how to use his divine sense and the character "性" (xing, meaning nature/nature) to establish a connection between the badge and the sect's communication screen.
After a short while, Wang Yan's identity badge successfully established a communication channel with Deng Jianghui's identity badge, confirming their respective positions.
Wang Yan unceremoniously took an unused pen from Qin Bilian's desk: "Grandmaster, may I borrow it for a moment?"
Under the astonished gazes of Qin Bilian and Steward Xiao Jin, Wang Yan closed his eyes and focused his mind on touching his identity plaque.
When his consciousness re-entered that mysterious and complex four-dimensional space, he sensed the two points of light representing Deacon Xiao Jin and Deng Jianghui, both radiating light.
There was someone very close, intimate, with extremely powerful energy permeating him, seemingly within reach at any moment.
The other, the energy that permeates each other is weak, subtle, and separated by numerous spatial folds, which are interconnected.
The numerous divine characters he has already "written" are wandering back and forth in this complex, multi-dimensional space.
Wang Yan tried to contact them with his mind.
As his mind called out, they immediately transformed into streams of light and obediently came before him.
Wang Yan then used his consciousness to dispel them.
"The modern theory of wormholes is that if two infinitely distant points on a plane are folded together in the middle, the two points will overlap, and the distance between them will be the shortest."
"This identity plaque is inherently a peculiar little space. Is it possible to minimize the distance between it and Uncle Deng's plaque at some level...?"
This is a spatial problem in the sciences.
"Let's try modern spatial theory first! Anyway, it's not shameful to fail, and we won't lose anything."
Wang Yan boldly invoked the spatial divine technique most favored by Taoists in his previous life within his sea of consciousness.
"Shrinking the earth to become..."
As he was about to zoom in on the last character, "寸" (cun), before it could be placed alongside the character "成" (cheng), his internal energy was completely depleted.
It consumes even more energy than the "freeze" word from before.
"Hmm, it seems I underestimated its power. But this is pretty cool... Let's try adding an amplification."
Wang Yan frowned, opened his eyes, poured out a pill bottle from his storage bracelet, and ate a low-level recovery pill.
Then, Little Jin, the butler beside him, couldn't help but ask, "Didn't it work?"
Wang Yan shook his head: "I have an idea, but it consumes too much Xuan Qi. I'll try again!"
Once his profound energy had returned to its peak, Wang Yan pondered for a while longer, then closed his eyes again and tried to form another four-character divine script in his sea of consciousness: "Body Transforms into Earth".
When the four divine characters were placed side by side, several powerful energies immediately caused his entire flesh and blood body to tremble, as if it had turned into countless tiny grains of sand.
Wang Yan could even sense the gaps between the particles, which contained both moist moisture and dry cells.
"Have I become a single-celled organism?"
Immediately afterwards, these tiny stem cell grains gained a soil-like weight, as if they had become petrified, yet they were not as rigid as rocks, and they even had a slow heartbeat, like the pulse of the earth.
My sense of the ground beneath my feet became much clearer, and my thoughts slowly began to wander.