Man is in the heavens, parasitic on the way

Chapter 122 Both

If one could imitate and refine this type of divine mansion, it would undoubtedly bring immense benefits.

After a while, Fang Ming withdrew his divine sense, and his solemn words rang out: "It is indeed as Tower Brother said, very profound!"

Inside this divine mansion, he observed several intricate Time Dao patterns. It was the effect of these Time Dao patterns that gave this divine mansion the ability to regulate the flow of Time!

The profundity within was something even he found difficult to comprehend for a time, unable to grasp its essence. It simply didn't seem like the Dao principles that could be left behind by cultivators in the Human Dao domain.

"Those Time Dao patterns are indeed incredibly complex and profound, not something that can be comprehended in a year or two." Little Pagoda had clearly given up on comprehending the profundity within.

It seemed to have astonishing effects, but for it, it wasn't of much use.

Within the divine mansion, a world was barely self-contained, affecting the cultivators inside from comprehending the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth.

It was good for cultivation and comprehending divine abilities and precious techniques, but for high-level cultivators who wanted to use it to break through, it might not be comparable to the normal environment outside.

Unless it was that kind of fierce person who could open up their own path and, after thinking about it, could step on their right foot with their left foot and ascend to the heavens.

"Let me try!" In the inner world, Fang Ming did not give up.

Half a month later, Fang Ming gave up.

That was indeed not the Time Dao principles that cultivators in the Human Dao domain could comprehend; it was too profound!

He planned to ask Liu Shen if he had the chance in the future.

Fang Ming's thoughts stirred, and ten Cave Heaven Worlds emerged.

Within the ten Cave Heaven Worlds, fist-sized five-colored light clusters released boundless divine radiance, Dao runes spread like an ocean, and immortal essence continuously diffused, being absorbed by the Cave Heavens.

The entire Cave Heaven World was shaking slightly. This was because the world was expanding, and its own origin was strengthening.

"Based on the current progress, it will be about a few more months." Fang Ming nodded, very satisfied with the speed of his cultivation advancement.

Calculating it, in about three years, he had advanced a major realm. This speed was extremely fast.

Moreover, with resources, his subsequent realms could also advance at this speed.

"Now it's up to you!" Fang Ming's Dharma Body manifested, appearing beside the pseudo-world tree.

With this small tree, he no longer needed to worry too much about resources.

The green liquid in his hand could completely ripen it again and again, obtaining Immortal Fruits.

All he needed to consider was how to maximize the utilization of the Immortal Fruits.

"Maximizing utilization..." Looking at the world Immortal Fruits that were about to ripen, Fang Ming had a plan in mind.

Simply refining the Immortal Medicine fruits directly was not maximizing their utilization.

The true maximization of utilization was to take the Immortal Medicine and become an Immortal. Only then could the fruits be said to be utilized to their fullest potential.

Of course, Fang Ming would not directly swallow the Immortal Medicine to become an Immortal. Eating it directly and using the Cave Heaven to refine and absorb it were still different.

The former, if perfectly utilized, could ascend to the heavens in one step, but it would have side effects. One's own Dao would be replaced by the Dao condensed by the Immortal Medicine, making it difficult to progress further in this life.

The latter had losses and took a long time, but fundamentally, it was still a process of advancing realm by realm; it was not achieved overnight.

However, there was a method that could have both: one could experience the feeling of becoming an Immortal and the insights of a True Immortal's Dao Fruit, and also not be constrained by this, making it difficult to advance realms.

The Main and Secondary Body Method could have both!

In this way, one would have the Great Dao comprehension of a True Immortal, the Dao Fruit of a True Immortal, and one's own Cave Heaven World could also rapidly grow by absorbing the Secondary Body of a True Immortal.

Of course, there were still risks. If the Secondary Body was too powerful, there was a risk of the guest taking over the host.

However, Fang Ming believed that although this risk objectively existed, it was not significant. A Secondary Body without much experience might not have any rebellious thoughts.

Even if the Secondary Body Method was different from what he thought and inherited all of his knowledge from the beginning, it didn't matter.

Wasn't there still Liu Shen? She could completely cover the bottom!

This was also one of the reasons why he helped Liu Shen recover back then.

From the beginning, he had a clear plan for his own path and thus made various arrangements in advance.

Now it seems that his pre-arranged layout was correct, and his own path was successfully opened as expected, possessing the various abilities he anticipated.

Originally, his goal was the spiritual root that someone had cultivated in the Desolate Region, but that had a significant risk.

That spiritual root was divided into six by the 'fake medicine seller', and it contained one-sixth of his body.

If he used the green liquid to ripen that spiritual root, the risk would greatly increase, and it was not impossible to awaken 'that fake medicine seller'.

At that time, if that person really appeared, it was hard to say how the situation would end.

Fortunately, the trip to the North Sea yielded great rewards, giving him an Immortal Medicine.

"But to obtain the Main and Secondary Body Method, I still need to plan!" Thinking of this, Fang Ming already had a plan in his heart.

In an instant, the distracting thoughts in his mind calmed down. As the Pumo King's immortal essence was refined, various Great Dao profoundness appeared in his mind, and he had to concentrate his energy to sort them out, comprehend them, and integrate these Great Dao mysteries into his own 'Dao'.

Time flowed, and it was unknown how long had passed. Fang Ming, who was in the midst of comprehending the Dao, was startled by a special aura.

Instantly, his divine sense spread out and discovered the thing that had startled him.

It was a palm-sized black paper boat, folded by Hen Ren, drifting towards different times and spaces.

He had also obtained one at the Kun Peng Nest.

The black paper boat glowed, and countless precious techniques transformed into starlight, erupting and attacking Shi Hao.

Countless precious techniques and divine abilities impacted, like thousands of cultivators attacking at the same time, with a mighty momentum and thunderous roar.

The paper boat swayed precariously, floating in the void. The sky full of radiance scattered down, and Shi Hao was very struggling, caught in a bitter battle.

After a bitter battle, starlight flickered on the paper boat, and in the hazy starlight, it gradually blurred and was about to disappear.

Just then, space rippled, and a black light flashed. Another palm-sized black paper boat appeared.

Instantly, the blurring black paper boat became clear again, transforming from虚 (virtual) to实 (real), reappearing on the spot.

The black paper boat that reappeared was very quiet, without the violent appearance it had just now.

Two identical paper boats hung in the void, silent and still. The atmosphere on the scene became somewhat eerie.

Just at this moment, a figure with a blurred face, shrouded in chaotic aura, silently appeared beside Shi Hao.

This figure was the manifestation of Fang Ming's Dharma Body. He saw his palm spread open, and two black paper boats drifted over, suspended in his hand.

The two black paper boats hung in the air. Although there were no anomalies, one could clearly feel a strange aura spreading.

The person and the stone present felt an inexplicable chill in their hearts.

Fang Ming's indistinct face furrowed, and he said in a deep voice: "Use the broken sword to restore them to their original state."

Shi Hao didn't hesitate at all and immediately drew out Gui Ye's black broken sword from his Qiankun bag.

Black light rose, like a black sun appearing.

Black smoke and mist continuously rose from the two palm-sized black paper boats, entering the broken sword.

Time passed, the bloodstains on the black broken sword were vividly red, while the small black boats gradually turned white.

Finally, the two palm-sized paper boats returned to their original state. On the snow-white hull, there was a line of delicate handwriting: 'Only I am left'.

As the pollution on the small boats was removed, the strange feeling from before disappeared, and the place returned to normal.

"What was going on just now?" Shi Hao held the broken sword, his expression filled with surprise and uncertainty.

That feeling just now was very unpleasant. It was the first time he had felt such a bone-chilling sensation from the bottom of his heart.

"Pollution, an indescribable pollution. You'd best be careful with this broken sword. That thing is not something that can be easily absorbed." Fang Ming solemnly warned.

This broken sword could absorb the pollution of the paper boats, so its origin might be unusual.

Those were paper boats polluted by the Primeval Ancestors of the High Realm, not ordinary pollution.

Shi Hao was stunned and said: "So, these paper boats became like this after being polluted?"

He looked at the broken sword in his hand and unconsciously frowned, deciding to be more careful with this broken sword in the future.

Xuantian Senior attached such importance to it, so the so-called pollution was clearly not an ordinary thing. He had to be vigilant.

"That's right." Fang Ming's Dharma Body nodded, then pointed to a stone wall not far away and said, "Originally, these were paper boats carrying hope. After being polluted, they became strange things."

Shi Hao turned his head to look and saw a carving on a stone wall.

A crystal-clear, flawless hand like jade was holding a black paper boat, placing it into a river of shimmering light, drifting towards an unknown place. The words 'Hope' were written on the paper boat.

"But that paper boat was clearly black from the beginning!" At this moment, the God Striking Stone spoke.

"You don't think this carving was left by the person who folded the paper boat, do you?" Fang Ming said with a hint of amusement.

This carving could not have come from Hen Ren's hand. It was likely just a pattern carved by someone who obtained the paper boat, based on their own imagination.

At that time, Hen Ren didn't have time to do these things.

If these carvings were left by her, then they would inevitably have the same indescribable and terrifying pollution as the paper boats.

The God Striking Stone chuckled sheepishly. It had indeed thought so just now.

"Senior knows who folded the paper boat?" Shi Hao withdrew his gaze and looked curiously at the blurry figure beside him.

"I know, but I cannot say." Fang Ming replied.

"Why?" Shi Hao was puzzled.

Fang Ming said faintly: "It involves an unimaginable existence. It cannot be spoken aloud, and even thinking about it must be done carefully, only by referring to it indirectly."

It was fine to talk about Hen Ren; she wasn't that petty. The real reason it couldn't be spoken was that it involved the strange plateau.

The Primeval Ancestors were merely sleeping, not anything else. They had a connection with the Heavens Above, below the Heavens Above, inside and outside the Chaos, and countless Great Chiliocosm Universes.

"You should not pursue these things for now. As long as you continue on your path, you will eventually encounter related matters and understand why these things cannot be spoken." Fang Ming said in a deep voice.

"I understand." Shi Hao nodded, then asked with some curiosity, "What exactly is this Divine Demon Wall used for?"

"Probably to find someone." Fang Ming said.

It was certain that in later generations, Ye Fan, Hen Ren, and Wushi, at different cultivation levels and in different periods, all made efforts to find Shi Hao.

They even broke through time and space and had manifested in the Immortal Ancient Era.

At different times and with different cultivation levels, they repeatedly broke through the River of Time, leaving traces at various points in time.

This Divine Demon Wall was most likely built earlier, perhaps even before it was determined who the so-called 'Desolate Heaven Emperor' was.

It was probably just an action to determine the candidate for the Desolate Heaven Emperor.

Since they didn't know exactly who the Desolate Heaven Emperor was, they would try to find the strongest person.

"Finding someone? Finding someone like this..." Shi Hao was stunned. This was completely different from what he had thought.

"Senior." At this moment, the God Striking Stone spoke, saying, "Didn't the carving show the words 'Hope'? Does that mean there is only hope if that person is found? Why should hope be placed on one person?"

"The so-called 'Hope' might refer to a certain person, or it might not refer to just a single person." Fang Ming explained.

He didn't have the ability to figure everything out yet.