Chapter 2559 There Is No Magic in the World
"boom!!"
With a sound of explosion, the small fruit was blown up to the point that there was not even dregs left, and the juice disappeared, leaving only a faint scent of fruit, which echoed in the palace...
The tables and chairs were broken into sawdust, and the hall was in a mess.
Feng Yueying was so frightened that her face turned pale, and she was a little stunned. The other women also ran out after hearing the sound.
When they looked at Ye Fan, they suddenly exclaimed, "Ah! Husband, your hand..."
Ye Fan's right hand was blown to a bloody mess.
However, Ye Fan grinned, as if he didn't care about it at all.
"Husband, don't do this, I'm so scared, do you feel uncomfortable?" Nian Rujiao hurriedly took out the medicine bottle, and ran over to sprinkle the man with medicine.
Ye Fan shook his head, saying that it's okay, the injury on his hand is healing quickly.
He looked at the women, "Don't you think, this fruit is very powerful?"
"What's so amazing, you blow up the fruit by yourself, and then blow up your own hands," Xiao Xiner said.
Ye Fan looked mysterious, "Xin'er, you must have missed it, the explosion just now was the power of this fruit."
"Ah?" Xiao Xin'er didn't believe it, "Who are you kidding, you think this is a fruit bomb".
Ye Fan sighed, and didn't bother to explain much, hugged the gentle and considerate Gillian, and kissed her on the face.
"I'm going to go out to practice for a few days. I will tear down this big formation in the palace, and I may accidentally hurt you. I'm going out."
Before the girls could say anything, Ye Fan had already run out.
For the next ten days, explosions often came from far away from the city of innocence.
Some monks tried to get close to it to find out, but when they were far away, they were frightened by the violent shock wave and ran away.
Gradually, everyone didn't dare to explore, and the desert became a restricted area.
"Can not be done!"
Ye Fan lay on the sand dune. Although he had been comprehended in the Sword God Ring for hundreds of years and practiced for more than ten days now, he still found it very difficult.
He now understands a little bit why Suzaku thought that he hadn't grasped the essence of disintegration at all.
Disintegration requires releasing the potential of external energy, not just raising energy within such a narrow range of one's own body.
It is actually the easiest to disintegrate within one's own body, because the physical body is more controllable, unlike the various energies outside.
In a sense, the disintegration of Ye Fan's sword intent is at least a kind of released energy, and it is a correct direction, but it is still too basic.
Moreover, in the final analysis, sword intent is also a part of oneself.
The real disintegration should be the strengthening code for all things in the world.
Regardless of whether it belongs to oneself or not, it can achieve a strengthening effect.
Indiscriminately affecting everything around is called the law of the plane.
However, it is not so easy to let various energies be released to the air, to the mountains and land, according to the law of disintegration.
If you are not careful, you will accidentally injure yourself and others, and it will directly cause a big explosion due to excessive disintegration.
Ye Fan has been making explosions these days, which is actually a failure.
This is like disintegrating yourself and injuring your body, which belongs to the category of being out of control.
When it comes to fighting, maybe this method will be effective, anyway, if one loses control, it will hurt both sides.
But it seems impossible to improve the "cultivation level" through disintegration in this world.
Firstly, he also has no way to attach his spiritual consciousness to the whole prehistoric world, and secondly, he will only explode the prehistoric world now.
"It seems... the real disintegration is far more difficult than imagined," Ye Fan sighed with a headache.
Ye Fan felt that it was not a problem to practice so desperately all the time, and he was also thinking about the situation of the woman's family in his heart.
So while returning to the city of innocence, he flipped through some recent news on his mobile phone.
When he came to the sky above the city, Ye Fan suddenly heard the conversation of some passers-by on the road.
"What about Hua Jingren? Mrs. Chu's batch of vaccines is going to be sent out, why don't you come to pick them up?"
"Hey, don't mention it, Nahua Mirror drank too much last night and accidentally crashed into the primordial black hole, let's get the vaccine instead."
A group of monks from the Paradise of Heaven were receiving a batch of new vaccines, and they were talking there casually.
Ye Fan frowned, looking at a towering minaret in the city.
The sky corresponding to the high tower is the position of the original black hole, so the monks are warned not to approach that sky area, so as not to fall into the black hole by mistake.
When the city lord was there before, the primordial black hole was covered by the Xuantian Palace, so no one would intrude.
But now, there have been quite a few accidents where people were accidentally involved in black holes.
"Primitive black hole..."
Ye Fan muttered to himself, how could he forget this.
If you disintegrate a primordial black hole... would it work? If so, what effect will it have?
Just as Ye Fan was thinking, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his head!
"Om—" His ears buzzed and his head trembled.
The imprint of the wild god between the eyebrows flickered for a while, and Ye Fan felt his eyes darken.
When he opened his eyes again, Ye Fan found that there was darkness in front of him, except for a colorful totem of the wild god shining under his feet.
"Heh, someone finally came..."
An unruly chuckle, accompanied by a majestic and vicissitudes of life voice, appeared in this darkness.
"Who?" Ye Fan looked blank, not knowing what was going on.
"I don't have much time, boy, since you can hear my voice, it means that you are the first person who really starts to understand me.
Find my two horns, follow your own heart, maybe, you can get what you want..."
"Jiao?" Ye Fan was startled suddenly, "Could it be that you are Chi You? Wait... the mark of the barbarian god, is the barbarian god you?"
"There are no demons in the world, and there are always demons to subdue... Remember, strengthen your own heart!"
After saying these words, Ye Fan immediately woke up and got out of the darkness in an instant!
With a flash in front of his eyes, he realized that he was just about to fall, and the conversation just now was a flash in his mind.
Ye Fan touched his forehead, "The imprint of the barbarian god...is it really left by Chi You? Could it be that the old foodie sent Ye Qun to the temple because of Chi You? The two horns..."
Thinking of the deep place, cold sweat broke out on Ye Fan's forehead, and he didn't dare to think about it.
Ye Fan took out the huge horn that he had been carrying all along, and smiled wryly, where to find the remaining one, for a guy like Chi You, it is estimated that Taiji, Taisu, and Taishi planes might randomly put their own horns.
Shaking his head, Ye Fan turned his head and flew directly to Zhuguang's residence. Anyway, let's ask this authentic descendant of Jiuli first.
The candlelight did not go far. Recently, I have been living in the bamboo house I built outside the city, which is quite self-cultivating.
As soon as Ye Fan landed, he noticed early on that the room was quite lively.
"Everything is right and right, come, come, come, ten Honghuang stones per person!"
Xiao Huaisu's voice was loud and full of complacency, "Little bitch, I lost all my clothes yesterday, and I must strip you all today!"
Ye Fan deliberately concealed his breath, and quietly came to the door.
Seeing the mahjong table in the house, Candlelight and Feng Qinglan are digging out stones with depressed faces, Xiao Huaisu's face is full of joy.
Ye Fan couldn't laugh or cry, how did these three women get together.
However, what surprised Ye Fan even more was that there was a woman whom he hadn't seen for a long time.