It has been five years since Fang Zixuan comprehended the law, and Wang Wenguang and Ji Qianqian saw that Fang Zixuan and Hu Yuexian were still the same as they were at the beginning, neither bad nor better.

"Wen Guang, do you think Zixuan can really think of a way out of this predicament?" Ji Qianqian couldn't help but ask again.

"No one else knows, but this kid can do it. Wang Wenguang is very confident in Fang Zixuan, no matter how you look at the current predicament, Fang Zixuan can withstand it for five years, which is enough to show that this predicament should not be particularly difficult, and the rest depends on whether Fang Zixuan has broken the game for a long time or a short time.

Two hundred and seventy-nine breaths, a little green appeared on the ground of the huge gap.

Two hundred and seventy-eight breaths, a little green appeared on the ground of the huge gap.

Two hundred and seventy-seven breaths.

Two hundred and seventy-six breaths.

Fang Zixuan, who was immersed in enlightenment, did not notice this subtle change, but Hu Yuexian did. Not long ago, she had noticed the green grass that had emerged from the gap, and for some reason, she felt that Fang Zixuan seemed to be looking at the green grass on the gap, because this inconspicuous grass could actually grow back from the ground that had been burned by the strange fire, no matter how she looked at it.

Looking at it, Fang Zixuan's body slowly had a trace of strange aura, and with the emergence of this strange aura, Hu Yuexian suddenly felt that she was a little in a trance, and gradually, a trace of pink suddenly appeared in Hu Yuexian's eyes, and then, this pink slowly became larger, and finally, Hu Yuexian's originally black pupils completely turned pink, the same pink as the crescent moon on her forehead.

Teleporting, punching, the huge Vermilion Bird Phantom actually became a little clearer unconsciously, and even, if Fang Zixuan was awake at this time, then he might see that the eyes of this huge Vermilion Bird Phantom seemed to have a trace of anger that they had not had before, and even, there seemed to be a faint hint of expectation, this Vermilion Bird Phantom was looking forward to Fang Zixuan's second artistic conception?

Endless.

In addition to the fact that the grass at the gap had reborn a little faster, even the grass under Fang Zixuan's feet was obviously taller and more lush than the grass around him, and there was even a faint layer of moisturizing light on it.

Another five years have passed.

Suddenly, Wang Wenguang was surprised to find that there was a trace of strange aura on Fang Zixuan's body.

Things have changed. Wang Wenguang hurriedly walked a few steps forward silently, and then released his soul power to feel this strange breath carefully.

Ji Qianqian looked at Wang Wenguang strangely, not understanding why he had such a move, this strange aura was not felt with Ji Qianqian's strength.

After a long time, Wang Wenguang took a few steps back.

"Wen Guang, what's wrong?" Ji Qianqian said worriedly.

"This kid suddenly had a strange aura on his body, but it was too vague, and I didn't know what it was for the time being. Wang Wenguang said.

"Is this good or bad?" asked Ji Qianqian.

"I'm not sure yet, but I think it's okay. Wang Wenguang said.

Since there is no way to be sure, it is better to wait for this strange aura to become clear before making a judgment.

Every once in a while, Wang Wenguang would release his soul power to feel the strange aura on Fang Zixuan's body, and as Wang Wenguang guessed, this strange aura gradually became clear.

This kind of feeling? Wang Wenguang slowly felt a special feeling in his body, this seemed to be a feeling of expectation?

Three years have passed.

Wang Wenguang looked at Fang Zixuan with a strange face, as if a flower had suddenly grown on his body.

A little green quietly appeared beside Fang Zixuan.

Wang Wenguang, who had been keeping an eye on him all the time, soon discovered this bit of green, you must know that all along, the land around Fang Zixuan was dry and cracked as if it had encountered a year of great drought, and now, green grass actually began to grow?

Following Wang Wenguang's gaze, Ji Qianqian also found this green point beside Fang Zixuan.

"Is this, grass?" Ji Qianqian asked uncertainly, Fang Zixuan still revealed a trace of terrifying fiery aura at this time, but this immature grass could actually survive under this breath? Therefore, Ji Qianqian couldn't help but wonder if this was as simple as a small grass.

Wang Wenguang released his soul power and observed a hundred breaths before nodding heavily: "It's grass." ”

Originally, it was confirmed whether this was Xiaocao not releasing soul power at all, and it didn't take as long as a hundred breaths, but under the current special circumstances, Wang Wenguang couldn't help but be very cautious.

"However, the terrifying blazing aura on Zixuan's body is still there, how can this grass survive?" Ji Qianqian still couldn't believe that this bit of green was grass.

"Don't forget, there's a new kind of strange aura in this kid. Wang Wenguang reminded.

"Your teacher said that this little grass has survived under the protection of Zixuan's strange aura?" Ji Qianqian said.

"It can be said that this kid's strange aura seems to have a special power that is enough to resist this blazing aura. Wang Wenguang said.

"Then what is this strange aura?" asked Ji Qianqian.

Wang Wenguang hesitated, because he didn't know whether to tell Ji Qianqian the truth. Because even if he hadn't told Ji Qianqian before that Fang Zixuan had comprehended the artistic conception, Ji Qianqian definitely guessed it, and even Cao Yiyi had comprehended the artistic conception, how could Fang Zixuan not comprehend it?

After thinking about it, Wang Wenguang still couldn't make a decision, just don't talk about it for the time being, and then talk about it after thinking about it clearly, he comprehended the second artistic conception as soon as he entered the realm of Wuhou, and it seems to be an artistic conception that is extremely difficult to comprehend, I am afraid that it will really scare Ji Qianqian half to death. Feng Qianren, Fang Yiren and even Cao Yiyi had only comprehended the first artistic conception for a long time, and Fang Zixuan had actually comprehended the second artistic conception, not to mention a small sect elder like Ji Qianqian, even those Holy Land elders who had lived for one or two thousand years would definitely be scared half to death.

Seeing that Wang Wenguang didn't seem to want to say it, Ji Qianqian guessed by herself, could it be that this aura is very special and powerful? It is more powerful than Zixuan's seventh-layer or even eighth-layer laws? However, since Wang Wenguang didn't want to say it, Ji Qianqian didn't want to force him either.

Hey, I really don't know when Wen Guang will be able to confess more to me? This is not the first time Ji Qianqian has had this thought.

In the Law World, the time for the grass to grow out of the gap had been shortened to one hundred and forty breaths, and the grass around Fang Zixuan was becoming more and more lush, and even the range was gradually expanding.

Hu Yuexian at Fang Zixuan's feet, the grass beside her seemed to have a faint pink luster.

Everything seems to be going for the better.