Chapter 487 Going Home Time flies. For the Black Ring City, the capital of machinery, the destruction of a small 'Ring of Strange Mechanics' is not even a small splash. Fang Xing, on the other hand, was very leisurely. After all, the Shi family provides for his daily life. As long as he doesn't cause trouble in reality, no one will provoke him. If he is willing to be ordinary, his life can go on like this. The only worry is probably that there is no trace of the Creator. After all, in such a big world, who knows what the other person was reincarnated into and whether he has awakened memories. The only thing that is certain is that the other party is not dead yet! This day.
In the villa, on the practice ground, Fang Xing sat cross-legged and glanced at the attribute panel: "Hmm... Is the secret military command of the six divisions that I envisioned finally completed?" Back then, after conquering that market, he collected a lot of secrets, including those from 'History' and 'An'. As a result, the six parts of Tantric Buddhism were finally no longer prototypes, but had skeletons and flesh and blood. And Fang Xing even wanted to conceive of the strongest tantric martial arts that unified the six branches. At this time, a line of information suddenly changed on his property panel: [Six Virtual Skills: Mastery→Master! 】 The so-called "six virtual skills" naturally take the meaning of the six branches of Tantric martial arts. Fang Xing has an attribute panel, and just by brushing up his proficiency a few times occasionally, his proficiency in the Six Virtual Skills skyrockets and he reaches the master level. Boom! There was a moment of trance before his eyes, and an indescribable door appeared. This door coexists with emerald green and withered yellow, carrying the breath of decay and life. It seems to exist outside the etheric world and can come to the earth! "The door to immortality! Broken!" Fang Xing used his six virtual skills and punched out. The door to immortality was shattered, which even caused a shock in the world, making the mysterious world know that a 'living immortal' was born! After the gate of immortality was shattered, pure ether surged out, carrying an inexplicable vitality. "The so-called 'immortality' of the immortals seems a bit low-level... It seems that they can only live for a few hundred years. Well, compared to these ordinary people who often live for decades, they are indeed considered to be 'immortal species'..." Fang Xing sighed, and his consciousness escaped into the etheric realm. After arriving at the level that broke the four limits, he could already go to the depths of the etheric realm.
If you raise your head slightly, you can see six bright rays of pure light, which are always at the highest level of the etheric world, seeming to be within reach, but also seeming to be out of reach. "The gods of the six paths?" Fang Xing murmured. He has read many secrets and already knows that there are two levels above the level of 'immortal'. It’s ‘angels’ and ‘spirits’! Moreover, 'angels' cannot be cultivated, but must be recognized by a certain **** and promoted to achieve success! As for the gods? The six gods seem to have existed since ancient times, and there is no way to become gods! "Creator..." Fang Xing murmured. "Either the Creator reincarnated into an ordinary person, or... reincarnated into a god?" He was lost in thought. Although this reincarnation technique is a bit scary, the Creator was previously at a higher level than him, and seemed to have invested a lot in this world. It is not impossible to reincarnate as a **** with certain restrictions! "If the Creator is really reincarnated as a god, has He restored his previous memory? I think there is a high probability that he has not." Not to mention how powerful the mystery of the womb was, Fang Xing only managed to break it with the help of golden fingers, and the Creator didn’t know how long he would sleep. If the other party really wakes up, becomes a god, and wakes up his memory, he will definitely kill him immediately. "Is it true... We will know about God Killing in the future." Fang Xing looked up at the six pure lights again, and his consciousness returned to the earthly world. … "Master." A few hours later, Shi Lei, who had broken through the third limit and was given the initiation of the 'Fudo Ming King Body Secret' by Fang Xing, became a tantric master and had taught many disciples, walked in. With a pious and enthusiastic expression, he held up an ordinary letter with both hands: "Here is your letter, from 'Cuiting City'..." "'Cuiting City'... it's such a long-standing name." Fang Xing sighed with emotion, but he has not forgotten that this is the hometown of this body, and there are many relatives living there. In my memory, my parents were employees of a geological exploration company and often traveled around the world. The eldest brother seems to be an ordinary civil servant. He goes to work early in the morning and returns late every day. The eldest sister is doing odd jobs in an archaeological team. It is said that the economic situation of that archaeological team is very poor.
As for my sister who is still in school, she should be studying high school courses now. Fang Xing took the envelope and opened it, glanced at it, and frowned: "Huh? My sister...Fang Qiong, is about to die?" The original person had a good relationship with this sister, and she even sent him living expenses. "Yes…" Shi Lei knelt on the ground respectfully: "According to Master's wishes, I have always sent people to secretly monitor and take care of... What happened this time was very sudden. After the archaeological team excavated an ancient tomb, they all suddenly became seriously ill. It is claimed that they were contaminated with ancient viruses and bacteria in the tombs... But I suspect that it was the curse spread by the ancient extraordinary people in their own tombs. Currently... more than half of the entire archaeological team has been killed or injured and is isolated... Our people tried the extraordinary The medicine, I found, can only delay it, but it doesn’t have much effect…” At the end of his speech, Shi Lei felt more and more guilty, and his voice couldn't help but become much weaker. Even if he is a tantric master who has broken through the three limits, and is known as the 'Dharma King of the Arms Department' by the outside world, he dares to fight or even defeat the immortals, whether in the etheric world or in the mortal world. But in front of the Lord of Tantra, he felt that he was getting more and more humble and insignificant... Even if the Lord of Tantra just said a word, he would lose everything about himself. "I will go to Cuiting City personally to solve all this." Shi Lei's forehead touched the ground and his voice was trembling. "No need, think about it carefully... If I were still in school, I should have graduated by now, right? It's time to go back and take a look." Fang Xing doesn't care about being authentic. Although there are aircraft and steam locomotives in this world, they are obviously still at the level of experiments, toys for the great nobles and businessmen. It is still difficult for ordinary people to travel long distances. And his original family was not considered very wealthy, otherwise he would not have been tempted by the full scholarship and traveled thousands of miles to study. "yes!" Shi Lei took a deep breath and said: "Our Shi family has monopolized most of the traffic in Black Ring City, and private aircraft will arrive soon..." "Well, just tomorrow... remember to prepare a gift for each of my family members." Fang Xing nodded, his eyes far away. … Cuiting City. This is a small town mainly based on agriculture. It is not located on any major transportation route and has no famous scenery. Only one of its products, Cuiting Champagne, is more famous. The Fang family is on the second floor of a cement building in the Dongcheng District of Cuiting City. Downstairs, in an ordinary restaurant. Fang Xing cut a piece of steak and put it into his mouth, and the thick meat juice immediately overflowed. He nodded and took another sip of Cuiting champagne. The fresh taste exploded between his lips and teeth, making him feel as if he had arrived in the early morning forest, sucking in the sweet dew... “It tastes good.”
After eating and drinking, Fang Xing wiped his hands with a napkin. Beside him, Shi Lei was inseparable and was reporting the situation: "Master... your sister is still in the isolation ward of Orwell Hospital, and the situation is not optimistic... In addition, although your brother works in the government affairs department, That seems to be a cover. What he really works for is the Sixth Section of the Public Security Bureau, a department that specializes in dealing with extraordinary events and mysterious people... Also, your sister, a certain interest club she joined in Cuiting High School, seems to be related to the secret It’s about association…” Shi Lei said with a little cold sweat on his forehead. He also put a lot of effort into tracing the clues one by one after arriving in person. "The archaeological team my sister participated in was suspected of robbing tombs and excavating mysterious things, my brother worked in a special department, and my sister came into contact with mysterious peripheral organizations on campus..." Fang Xing said slowly: "It would be even more interesting if my parents used ordinary people as a cover to engage in occult research outside for a long time... What is an extraordinary family? This is it..." After telling a cold joke that was not cold at all, he stood up and put on a brown windbreaker and a black silk hat: "Let's go...go see my sister first." … Orwell Hospital. Isolation ward. In a ward. Fang Qiong was wearing a blue and white striped hospital gown, her cheeks were thin, and her eyes were staring at the ceiling aimlessly. There are also dense, chilling black spots on her body and face. These spots seemed to have a life of their own, still expanding and devouring her vitality. Fang Qiong now felt like a mummy, and it was so difficult to even breathe. "If I had the chance, I would never go to that **** cemetery again..." She was breathing heavily, her eyes filled with regret. She thought about the ruins again and the nightmare experience. At the beginning of the exploration, everyone on the archaeological team was very excited, because judging from the inscriptions on some of the funerary objects unearthed outside, the owner of the tomb may have belonged to a great nobleman from the Quran period. The Quran period has a history of more than 5,000 years. It was an unimaginably brilliant era! But they didn't expect that after entering the real cemetery, they found nothing! Not only that, after going out, I was immediately exposed to the terrible virus, and one by one fell ill and died... Fang Qiong didn't even know how he could hold on until now. Obviously the strongest one in the team was dead, and he didn't even weigh as much as a child before he died! "But... I'm probably faster, right?" Fang Qiong thought to himself. "What are you doing?" "This is an isolation ward, no entry is allowed!"
Suddenly, the nurse's angry voice came from outside. Then, the ward was opened and a figure appeared. "Are you...A Xing? Are you coming to see me? No no...get out quickly!" Fang Qiong saw clearly who was coming, and her expression suddenly changed. "Don't be afraid, I'm here to see you." Fang Xing looked at the dark spots on Fang Qiong's body and thought thoughtfully: "Is it the influence of the dark path?" (End of chapter)