"Some things really can't be forced..."
Even Fang Xing actually wanted to understand this point. Learning is the same as practicing. It takes a lot of hard work and energy to participate in research, and it also needs a certain amount of understanding, and what he lacks most is undoubtedly this. After practicing all night, I was already extremely impatient, and when I heard Mr. Wen's comments, I couldn't even arouse my interest, my heart was silent, and I felt melancholy...
"Actually, it's not enough to just practice calligraphy. You also need to have a good understanding of literature and science, just like in the court, there are ministers who can write green Ci, proficient in writing and thinking, and can worship the heavens. ... Oh, forget it, forget it, why bother to work so hard, so what if I learn how to write well, but I may not be able to study well and write good articles. What? It’s not necessarily that you can completely control this pen, even if you can control this pen, so what? It’s not necessarily that you can become an immortal king, so what if you become an immortal king? Sooner or later, you have to be on the road of Tai Shang die… "
Thinking of it this way, the idea suddenly became clear, and he happily lifted the book case...
"However, even if you don't use this pen to change the world, it may not be completely useless..."
"This pen is used to communicate with heaven and earth. Therefore, the written words themselves need to contain some kind of spiritual energy, because they need to be understood by heaven and earth. I can understand it..."
After giving up completely controlling the pen, Fang Xing's mind became flexible.
After pondering slowly for a while, he had a flash of inspiration in his sea of consciousness, and he had a certain idea.
"Actually, in the world of consciousness, I can be considered heaven and earth..."
After figuring this out, he immediately became interested, and after sending Mr. Wen away, he took a thought and brought the Duxian pen to the world of consciousness. He looked at the world, but saw that after the chaos, The vitality has sprouted, and he himself can clearly feel that following the chaos and breaking everything, it has promoted the fusion of various forces in this consciousness, and the result of the fusion is the growth of laws. These laws , from his point of view, it is the source of magical powers growing one after another!
Of course, because the source of these magical powers is too weak, to a certain extent, he is not as good as the ordinary Taiyi Shangxian, who can fully exert the power of a certain law. He himself does not know how long it will take to wait for them growing up…
However, understanding the origin of these supernatural powers is of great help to him!
If you don't fight with others, this advantage will not be reflected, but Fang Xing can guarantee that if you fight with others, he will surprise people too much!
Of course, this is his practice, but it has nothing to do with the purpose of his trip.
After entering the Consciousness Realm, he immediately picked up the Duxian Pen again, with a slightly calm expression.
The second time I wrote a pen, it was different from the first time, because I was prepared in my heart, the desire that surged in my heart became much lighter, and it did not grow wildly like weeds, and Fang Xing was not as eager to write as he was the first time , But he couldn't write anything, this time he forcibly held back the idea of writing, just waited quietly, waiting for the layers of crazy desires in his heart to fade away!
This feeling lasted for a long time, and only under his forcible restraint, my mind gradually calmed down!
Then, just after his heart was empty, he breathed out slowly, and then wrote down a word lightly.
wind!
The handwriting is very scribbled, the strokes are twisted and stiff, it is almost impossible to write!
If it were in normal times, Fang Xing himself would never write it out, which is really embarrassing.
And after writing it out, he doesn't guarantee that others will know the word, and subconsciously thinks it's useless work!
It's as if subconsciously, knowing that others can't read my own handwriting, naturally I won't write it again!
This is the reason why he forgot to write a pen last time!
Writing with this pen is equivalent to writing to a god and Buddha who can agree to any request of oneself!
Knowing that after I wrote to the gods and Buddhas, the gods and Buddhas will fulfill all my wishes, but because I know that my handwriting is too ugly, the gods and Buddhas may not be able to understand it, and I don’t know how to say this wish. So I put down my pen...
It's different now, Fang Xing wrote this word for himself!
Not to mention the sloppy writing, even if it's just a few random strokes, he still knows what the word is!
It is precisely because of this that when the handwriting fell, an invisible change appeared immediately...
In the dark, a certain law in the consciousness world was touched, and then a wind blew from a distance, swaying away...
The wind was not strong, perhaps it was because Fang Xing didn't pay much attention to it!
But Fang Xing's eyes lit up immediately!
Usually in this realm of consciousness, he can do whatever he wants, if he wants to have wind, he just needs to move his mind, and there will be one, but at this time, he obviously didn't think about anything, just wrote a word, and this word, unexpectedly Forcibly let the world have wind without passing through him, or in other words, this pen, through this word, affected his deep subconsciousness, changed the laws of the world beyond generations, No matter how you explain it, it really proves that this pen has the ability to directly change, and even control the rules!
"fire!"
Suppressing the excitement of this little discovery in his heart, Fang Xing wrote another word.
Then he stared ahead and waited quietly. Sure enough, after the word fell, a certain string was gently pulled in the depths of his mind, and then there was a faint flame in the place where his eyes looked. Breeding out of thin air, jumping quietly...
"Ok, ok, ok..."
Fang Xing's eyes were bright, he thought for a moment, and wrote a word again.
"electricity!"
It's just that this word is different from before. Although he wrote the word "electricity", what he was thinking about was rain.
As a result, as he expected, when the word fell, a dark cloud suddenly appeared in the nine heavens. After surging for a long while, there was no thunder and lightning, but a light rain began to "shua la la", and the sky and the earth were misty one slice…
"That's right, what I think in my heart, there will be something..."
Thinking of this, he became a little scared!
Fortunately, the last time he picked up the pen and forgot to say anything, because he subconsciously knew that he had no ink in his chest and didn't know how to write, so he put down the pen, otherwise, even if he picked up the pen and scribbled, because he knew that he wanted to write What is it, will also trigger the law, and then follow the crazy desire to change the laws of this consciousness world randomly, those new laws will definitely be disturbed by this pen, or even collapse, and he himself will probably follow this consciousness. The shattering of the world led to an unimaginably tragic end...
Taking a deep breath, Fang Xing laughed loudly, and picked up his pen to point in the air again!
Boom!
Following his strokes, the vast world of consciousness suddenly had laws, the world changed drastically, the broken mountains and rivers returned to their places, the fallen stars soared, the broken trees revived, and the cracked earth healed. Comb, comb this world of consciousness again...
And looking at the miraculous scene in front of him, Fang Xing became more and more happy in his heart, and couldn't help laughing!
It turns out that he can use this pen!
"Haha, it really is a magic brush. You don't need my consent to change the rules directly. This shows that the power of this brush even surpasses the will of God. The good thing I want to get is fortunate enough to fall into my hands. If someone who can write gets it, I don’t know what kind of power it will form, but now it’s in my hands, that’s me. Yes, young master, I was crossed out by you before, but now I got this pen, I want to... "
Amidst the loud laughter, he was talking to himself, but when he got to the most exciting moment, he suddenly stopped talking.
"Hey, what can I do with it?"
The originally excited expression suddenly became tangled and depressed at this moment...
This pen is powerful, and he can indeed use it!
However, when he uses this pen, it can only be effective in his own consciousness...
And in my own consciousness, I can control the law!
A cavity of joy suddenly passed away...
... Damn, it seems that I have nothing else but to prove the usefulness of this pen!
This feeling really made Fang Xing a little embarrassed. Fortunately, no one around saw it...
The ups and downs in his mood were the most annoying. Fang Xing had already planned to go back and pick up a few jars of wine to relieve his boredom, but just when he was about to leave, his heart moved slightly. He thought of another possibility, so he stood still and thought in a daze. After thinking for a while, he stretched out his hand to greet him. Under his thought, the laws of the world of consciousness changed, and then the four stone tablets flew back towards him, but it was the four great Chi Tianjiao who had been imprisoned by him in the world of consciousness. My son, not long ago, the world was turned upside down in this realm of consciousness. It was really dangerous, but look at these four people, each of them was in a state of embarrassment and was seriously injured, but they still didn't die. Obviously, they were protected by the power of law, and it was very difficult to die!
"Hmph, your family is troubling me now, so I'll use you as an experiment..."
In Fang Xing's heart, a bold idea had already arisen, and in order to verify this idea, he picked up a pen!
This stroke was right on the forehead of the four unconscious Tianjiao, the girl in sackcloth...
And when he clicked this stroke, a certain thought appeared in his mind at the same time, which triggered the ability of Duxian pen to change the law!
"Buzz!"
Between the heavens and the earth, one of the endless clusters of weak laws seemed to be pulled out, and at this moment it was forced into the forehead of the woman in sackcloth, and at this moment, the seriously injured body fell into a trap for self-protection. The woman in sackcloth who was in a coma suddenly woke up. A faint flame appeared on her body, but it didn't hurt her, like a part of her!
"You... what did you do?"
She looked at Fang Xing in shock and fear, her voice hoarse, and she yelled in panic.
"I planted a seed in your body!"
Fang Xingzheng replied thoughtfully, without raising his head.