Chapter 695
"Record of Deva's Emergence!"
Zhu Ping picked up a totem pillar in the wilderness. On it was a carving of a human with wings. It was extremely exquisite. Wild Sand Literature Network
And this was the vessel of the Mythical Martial Art "Record of Deva's Emergence".
After carefully comprehending the Record of Deva's Emergence, Zhu Ping brought the totem pillar with him.
The location of this Mythical Martial Art wasn't fixed. One had to change positions according to the circulation of the martial wind formation.
Every time this happened, the Mythical Martial Art would appear and search for a host, controlling them to bring them to the correct position.
Zhu Ping didn't stay any longer. The Myriad Buddha Temple's grand event was about to begin. He needed to go and make some arrangements.
He had become the God of Dreams, and the God of Dreams was born from Negri's dream. In essence, he was Negri's son, a god under him. The 50% completion rate of his dream path mostly came from Negri's understanding.
Zhu Ping's current force field was naturally on Negri's side. His current goal was to remove the seal.
And after the seal was broken, there would be a way to resolve the collapse of the world. He would transport everyone into the dream realm and transform the dream realm into a real world.
The Myriad Buddha Temple was located on a bright mountain. Wu Fan could see the towering Linjiang Buddha from afar.
In the palm of the giant Buddha, there were some temples and buildings.
That was the main gate of the Myriad Buddha Temple. If one wanted to enter the temple, they had to pass through that gate.
Those who came here for the first time would feel the pressure from the giant Buddha statue. They couldn't help but feel a sense of respect.
Hence, the Linjiang City next to the Myriad Buddha Temple could be said to be a place where people didn't pick up things on the road and didn't close their doors at night. It was as if everyone worshiped Buddha and was reasonable.
Wu Fan saw many people from the pugilistic world. After entering the Linjiang City, their actions had become more careful. It was as if their tempers had also decreased.
This was the influence of one's aura and mentality. If it was in the past, Wu Fan would be the same. He might even be weaker than them.
But now, he was no longer the same.
The Mythical Martial Art, Heavenly Fantasy Record, gave him confidence.
Anything could be quantified by this Mythological Martial Art. After that, as long as one completed the quantified action, they would definitely be able to achieve their goal.
In less than a day, he had successfully mastered a martial art that he could not master no matter how hard he tried.
Moreover, he could now practice martial arts even in his sleep. It was as if the time he could do so had doubled. Combined with his Quantified Ability, his martial arts had advanced by leaps and bounds.
It only took him half a month to go from a small fry in the Jianghu who only knew a little bit of martial arts to a slightly famous Jianghu master.
Moreover, he knew in his heart that as long as he was given a little more time, his strength would grow even faster.
Wu Fan even felt that he had yet to cultivate the true power of the Illusionary Sky Record.
Lying in the inn, Wu Fan's consciousness slowly entered the dreamland. The Illusionary Heavenly Record that he cultivated also circulated slightly, interfering with everyone's dreamland. This interference also spread further and further, slowly pulling half of the city into the dreamland.
Wu Fan opened his eyes in the dream. The knowledge of everyone around him turned into books that floated beside him. The people in the dream also provided him with the ability to think.
In the dream, Wu Fan's ability to think was five to six times faster than normal.
Half of the people in Riverside City were thinking for Wu Fan.
Under such impetus, Wu Fan's comprehension of martial arts was naturally astonishingly fast. Moreover, all sorts of martial arts were slowly being collected by him.
Because this was Riverside City, a large number of people from the Jianghu had gathered here. Many of them were martial arts experts from various monasteries in the world. After all, although the Constellation Tribulation in the future could be comprehended as long as one obtained a slot, it was still a Mythical Martial Art of the Buddhist lineage. Therefore, most of the people gathered here were Buddhist descendants.
Wu Fan's mission was to obtain the Constellation Tribulation in the future. Therefore, during this period of time, he had a goal of collecting Buddhist martial arts to increase his understanding of Buddhist ideology.
Right now, Wu Fan could be said to have comprehended hundreds of martial arts. Most of the people in the Jianghu had their flaws exposed in front of him. With a jolt of his inner force, it completely fused with the power of the dreamland. Following his consciousness, it slowly returned to his body.
Wu Fan, who had just opened his eyes, exuded an aura of righteousness. If he were to cut his hair and wear a kasaya, no one would think that he was an esteemed monk.
However, with the activation of the dream inner force, his aura became extremely ethereal.
The dream inner force had many uses. It could be used to simulate almost any cultivation technique. At the same time, it could also be used to create illusions.
This time, Wu Fan's strength increased once again. Based on his own intuition, he felt that those famous figures in the Jianghu that he had encountered in the past might not even be able to withstand ten moves from him.
"This is a Mythical Martial Art." The confidence in Wu Fan's heart soared. He believed that one day, he would also become a true Martial God and compete with other Mythical Martial Artists. And this day wouldn't be too far away.
The Ten Thousand Buddha Grand Assembly lasted for a total of nine days. Although it hadn't officially begun, the number of people gathered here was already terrifying. Wu Fan mingled in Riverside City and wished that he could dream every day. However, he could only suppress the impulse in his heart. The scope of his dreamland had already covered the entire Riverside City. Even the interior of the Ten Thousand Buddha Temple was covered.
Now, not only could he not increase the duration of his dreamland, he had to reduce it. Otherwise, the excessive thinking ability in his dreamland would weaken his sense of self and eventually turn him into a puppet of the dreamland.
Therefore, Wu Fan could only compress the duration of his dreamland and move around a little more. He would spar with this martial arts expert and tease this chivalrous woman. Gradually, he made a name for himself in Riverside City.
Because of the ever-changing martial arts, his foundation was incomparably mysterious. Sometimes, one wouldn't even be able to find his true position after fighting with him for an entire battle. Therefore, people called him Illusory Dream.
While Wu Fan was making a name for himself in Riverside City, Wu Fan's name was …
Shi Jiu also passed through the fifth world gate and arrived at Sky Beyond Heaven. She found the Federation department stationed here.
After waiting for a period of time, Shi Jiu finally saw the person in charge of the Federation stationed on the 17th colonial planet.
The person who came was dressed in a white robe and had a strong smile on his face. As soon as he entered the door, he looked at Shi Jiu with an extremely kind gaze. Then, his gaze fell on Shi Jiu's stomach and he nodded in satisfaction. Then, his smile became even more perverted, as if he had seen his own pig finally learn to eat other people's cabbages.
Killer J looked at his' grandson 'with incomparable satisfaction. This was the symbol of Negri's chaotic side. In essence, he was also Negri.
And the God of Dreams was a child born from Negri's dream.
Therefore, there was nothing wrong with Killer J being the father of the God of Dreams.
Therefore, Killer J had already said to Zhu Ping, "I'm your father!"
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