"Some things are indeed impossible..."

Even Fang Xing actually figured this out. As for the practice, he could not make any tricks. He needed a lot of effort and energy to study, and also had a certain degree of understanding. What he lacked most was this. After practicing for a night, he felt extremely impatient. When he heard Mr. Wen’s comments, he couldn’t be more interested. He was silent and melancholy in his heart...

"Actually, practicing calligraphy is not enough. You also need to be well-versed in literature and science. It is like in the court. There are ministers who can write Qing Ci, and you can worship the sky. Only in this way can you use a pen to connect the world and induce the laws of heaven... Oh, forget it, why do you have to work so hard? Even if I learn to write well, what if I can read a good book or write a good article. Even if I read a good book and write a good article? I may not be able to completely control this pen, so what if I control this pen? I may not be able to become an immortal king, so what if I become an immortal king? Sooner or later I will die on the road of Taishangdao..."

After thinking about this, my thoughts suddenly came to an end and I happily broke up the book case...

"However, even if you don't use this pen to change the world, it won't be completely useless..."

"This pen is used to communicate with the world. The words written in this way need to contain some kind of divine aggregate, because it needs to make the world understand it. However, it is not that some heaven and earth do not need to have the divine aggregate at all, and they can understand it..."

After giving up the complete control of this pen, Fang Xing became more flexible.

After thinking about it slowly for a while, he had a flash of inspiration in his sea of ​​consciousness and had some thought.

"Actually, in the consciousness world, I can be considered a world myself..."

After understanding this, he immediately became interested. After Mr. Fawen left, he thought and came to the consciousness world with his immortal pen. Looking at the world, he saw that after that chaos, vitality had already sprouted. He could clearly feel that with that chaos, breaking everything, it promoted the fusion of various forces in the consciousness world. The result of the integration was the breeding of laws. From his perspective, these laws were the growth of the origin of magical powers!

Of course, since these magical powers are too weak, to some extent, he is not as vividly exerting the power of a certain law as the ordinary Taiyi Immortal. He himself doesn't know how long it will take to wait for them to grow...

However, understanding the origin of these magical powers has great help to him!

If you don’t fight with others, this advantage cannot be reflected, but Fang Xing can guarantee that if you fight, he will give people too much surprise!

Of course, this is his practice, but it has nothing to do with the purpose of his journey.

After entering the consciousness world, he immediately picked up the immortal crossing pen again, with a slightly calm expression.

The second time I held the writing was different from the first time. Because I was prepared in my heart, the surging desires in my heart faded a lot, and they did not grow like weeds. Fang Xing was not eager to write, but he couldn't write anything like the first time. This time he forcibly resisted the idea of ​​writing, just waiting quietly, waiting for the crazy desires in his heart to fade away!

This feeling lasted for a long time before his forced restraint gradually calmed down!

Then, just after his heart was empty, he slowly breathed and then wrote down a word gently.

wind!

The handwriting is very sloppy, the strokes are twisted and stiff, and the words are simply inconsistent!

If it were in normal times, Fang Xing would never write it out himself, which would be too embarrassing.

And after writing it out, he did not guarantee that others could recognize this word, and subconsciously thought it was useless!

It’s like subconsciously, if you know that others cannot recognize your own words, you will naturally not write them again!

This is why he forgot to say the last time he wrote a pen!

Writing with this pen is equivalent to writing to a god and Buddha who can agree to any request!

Even though I knew that after I wrote it to God and Buddha, God and Buddha would satisfy all my wishes, but because I knew that my words were too ugly, God and Buddha might not be able to understand it. Besides, I didn’t know how to say this wish, so I put down my pen...

Now it’s different. Fang Xing wrote this word for himself!

Not to mention the sloppy writing, even if he just scratches it a few times, he knew what the word was!

For this reason, when the handwriting falls, an invisible change will appear immediately...

In the dark, some law in the consciousness world was touched, and then a wind blew from afar and walked away...

The wind is not strong, maybe it is because Fang Xing didn’t pay much attention to it!

But Fang Xing's eyes immediately lit up!

Usually in this consciousness world, he can do whatever he wants. If he wants to have wind, he just needs to move his mind and have it. But at this time, he clearly had nothing to think about it and just wrote a word. This word actually forced the wind in this world without passing by him. Or, this pen, through this word, influenced his deep subconsciousness, overthrowing his affairs, and changing the laws of this world. No matter how he explained it, it really proved that this pen has the ability to change directly, or even control the rules!

"fire!"

Restraining the excitement of this small discovery in his heart, Fang Xing wrote another word.

Then he looked ahead and waited quietly. Sure enough, after this word fell, a string was gently pulled in the depths of his mind, and then, wherever his eyes looked, a faint flame grew out of thin air, jumping quietly...

"Okay, OK, OK..."

Fang Xing's eyes were bright, he thought for a moment, and wrote down another word.

"electricity!"

However, this word is different from before. Although he wrote the word "electricity", what he thought was rain.

As he expected, the word "electricity" fell, and suddenly a dark cloud appeared in the nine heavens. After a long time of surging, no lightning appeared. Instead, a light rain began to float, and the world was misty...

"Yes, what I think is what I will have..."

Thinking of this, he became a little scared!

Fortunately, the last time he picked up the pen and forgot to say that he had no ink and didn't know how to write, so he put down his pen. Otherwise, even if he picked up the pen and wrote randomly, because he knew what he wanted to write, he would trigger the law. Then he changed the laws of the consciousness world randomly with his crazy desires. Those new laws would definitely be disturbed by this pen or even collapsed. He himself would probably end up with the fragmentation of the consciousness world...

After breathing deeply, Fang Xing laughed loudly and picked up his pen and went to the air again!

A boom!

With his strokes, the vast consciousness world suddenly became laws, the world changed drastically, broken mountains and rivers returned to their positions, the falling stars ascend, the broken trees revived, and the cracked earth healed, like a comb, sorting out the consciousness world...

Looking at the magical scene in front of you, Fang Xing became more and more happy and couldn't help laughing!

It turns out that he can use this pen!

"Haha, it's indeed a magic pen. You don't have to go through my consent. This shows that the power of this pen even exceeds the will of heaven. No wonder even the great elders of Tianyuan's Taoist temples want to get. Fortunately, it fell into my hands. If it was obtained by a writer, I don't know what kind of power it would form. But now it's mine. I've crossed my name by you before, but now I've got this pen. I want..."

Amid the laughter, he talked to himself, but when he was most excited, he suddenly stopped talking.

"Huh, what can I do with it?"

The originally excited expression suddenly became entangled and depressed...

This pen is amazing, and he can indeed use this pen!

However, when he used this pen, he could only be effective in his own consciousness...

And in your own consciousness, you can control the laws!

A joy suddenly passed away...

...Damn it, it seems that I have nothing but proved that this pen is useful!

This feeling really made Fang Xing a little embarrassed, but fortunately no one around saw it...

The mood was most annoying. Fang Xing had already planned to go back and carry a few jars of wine to relieve his boredom, but just as he was about to leave, his heart moved slightly. He thought of another possibility, so he stopped and thought about it. Then he reached out to summon him. Under his thoughts, the laws of consciousness changed, and then four stone tablets flew back towards him quickly, but they were the four great red geniuses who were imprisoned by him in this consciousness world. Not long ago, the world was turned upside down in this consciousness world, and it was really dangerous. But looking at these four people, they were extremely embarrassed and seriously injured, but they had not yet died. It was obvious that they had the power of laws to protect their bodies, which was very difficult to die!

"Hmph, your family is causing trouble for me now, I will use you as an experiment..."

A bold idea had already arose in Fang Xing's mind. In order to verify this idea, he picked up a little!

This transaction was just right among the four unconscious geniuses, the forehead of the woman in mai...

When this stroke was pointed out, a thought appeared in his mind at the same time, which triggered the ability of the Immortal Duan Brush to change the law!

"Buzz!"

In the endless law of weakness between heaven and earth, there seemed to be a thread that was pulled out, forcibly stuffed into the forehead of the woman in Mai. At this moment, the woman in Mai was seriously injured and fell into a coma in order to protect herself, suddenly woke up. A faint flame appeared on her body, but it did not hurt her, as if she was part of her!

"What did you...have you done?"

She looked at Fang Xing in shock and hoarseness, her voice roaring and screaming in panic.

"Sowed a seed in your body!"

Fang Xingzheng replied with thoughtful thoughts and without raising his head.

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Chapter completed!