"If I stayed in the illusion and didn't go out, how long could this illusion last?"

Fang Cheng murmured to himself.

After entering the illusion, he stayed in it for a long time, only a few minutes, and only about a quarter of an hour, not much.

Fang Cheng also knew that if he did not intervene, the illusion would continue to operate on his own.

So, how long will it last?

Moreover, every time I go out, it seems that only a moment has passed outside. So, what is the comparison between the time in the illusion and the time outside?

All are problems.

"When I came in today, I didn't think of this problem, so I was not prepared for anything. In the illusion, there was no comparison of time at all, and I didn't know how long it took. And outside the illusion, there was no preparation. Who knows how much time is compared with outside? Let's try it tomorrow!"

The long sword was cut off, the head fell to the ground, and the illusion ended!

There is nothing special about the things that exploded this time, it is just a few magics and a few pieces of equipment.

The next day, Fang Cheng went to the market, sold a few pieces of equipment, and then bought the materials needed for the cultivation of the Nine Investigators and two spiritual bells.

The spiritual bell uses spiritual energy as its energy and is timed very accurately, but it is not valid for a long time. If it is used for more than one year, it will start to write.

Moreover, the longer the time, the more severe the journey. Many monks have been in seclusion for thirty or fifty years, and only five years have passed when they open their eyes and look at the spiritual bell!

Moreover, monks with higher cultivation can deduce the time they are now by learning a little superficial deduction skills.

Therefore, the spiritual clock is only suitable for ordinary Qi training monks.

Two spirit bells, one is placed in the room, remembering the time, the other is put into the storage bag, then locking the doors and windows, and closing their eyes and entering the illusion.

In the martial arts stadium.

Fang Cheng took out the spirit bell from the storage bag, and the carving needle on it moved forward little by little.

"Sure enough, everything that enters the illusion can work."

Fang Cheng put the spirit bell on the ground aside, skillfully opened the poison bottle, and took out the blood-drinking knife.

Not long after, most people died, leaving only a dizzy living mouth, maintaining the existence of the illusion.

Fang Cheng took the five-color jade slip and entered the jade slip. He chose magic like yesterday. The Five Demons True Man, also taught him the Green Light Curse like yesterday.

Although he had learned it yesterday, the Green Light Curse was cast in the hands of the Five Demon True Man, as charming as the Great Way, full of a mysterious charm, which was completely different from that of his own.

Seeing the Five Demons True Man casting spells, Fang Cheng realized that when he cast them yesterday, he had many mistakes and benefited a lot.

Although, this spell was cast on oneself.

He was instantly killed and returned to the martial arts stadium.

Fang Cheng pinched his hands and recited the mantra with his mouth, and cast the Green Light Mantra again. It can be seen that the way he looked when he cast the mantra today was smoother and more natural than when he cast it yesterday.

However, it was useless. The green light could only wipe away a little skin from the other person.

"If you want to cast this spell, you need too much true qi. Once it is successfully used, the true qi in my body will be directly hollowed out, and the remaining true qi is not enough to maintain its power."

To be honest, this spell is a bit of a breakthrough in Fang Cheng's understanding of spells.

All the spells I learned before have been fixed before casting. Once cast, there will be as much power as possible. If it cannot be cast, there will naturally be no such thing.

Of course, my personal understanding of spells still has an impact on the power of spells, otherwise it would not be divided into entry-level, small success, and big success.

"If the power of the spell depends on the true energy after being cast, then people with high cultivation will have a crushing effect on people with low cultivation."

Fang Cheng vaguely felt that this seemed to be the real way to use spells.

"The power of spells is fixed. So, if a person with low cultivation practices many spells, he can easily defeat a person with high cultivation but few spells. In this case, why is the hard work of practicing? Why don't you practice more spells when you have that time?

If the power of the spell is not fixed, cultivation will become the measurement standard for spell power. The higher the cultivation level, the more powerful the person is. How did these two different spells appear?"

Fang Cheng thought for a while, then suddenly slapped his head and said sarcastically: "It's all your business, but a young monk with the second level of Qi Refining, what qualifications do you have to care about these things!"

Now I put aside all the things I thought just now and started practicing magic.

Although we were trying to test the passage of time in the illusion, it was impossible for Fang Cheng to do nothing during this period of time and began to practice magic.

Because the true energy is too small, the Qingguang Curse is directly eliminated. Among other magic, you can take a few good ones to practice.

"By the way, there is also the method of clearing the eyes. In twenty days, those who want to hand in their homework from their husbands should also practice well!"

In the martial arts field, Fang Cheng silently used various spells to practice.

The powerful true qi recovery ability of the Mu Zhi chapter has brought Fang Cheng a lot of convenience in this process. In the past, when I practiced the dead wood technique, it took nearly half an hour to recover after the true qi was consumed. But now it only takes more than a minute.

What is the difference between the two?

And how much time can Fang Cheng do in the saved time?

A good exercise brings so much convenience!

The engraving needle of the spirit clock rotates slowly, and time passes by little by little.

In a blink of an eye, nearly a day has passed!

Fang Cheng stopped practicing, sat in front of the spirit bell, and watched the spirit bell slowly swing.

"It's going to be all day soon. This illusion cannot exist all the time. One day is the greatest possibility!"

Under his gaze, the spirit bell ran slowly and soon, drawing a boundary for the day.

However, nothing happened!

"It's impossible. Could it be that the illusion can really exist forever? Or is it that time is not a day?"

Fang Cheng grabbed the hair on his head, picked up the spirit clock, and stared silently.

Just like that, five minutes passed.

Suddenly the scene changed, and the scene of the martial arts venue became the hut where I lived.

Fang Cheng was stunned, then reacted, took a look at the spirit clock not far away in front of him.

The time above has just passed one second.

Open the storage bag and take out the spirit clock inside. The time on it has just passed three seconds. If you remove the time to open the storage bag and take out the thing, it will be about one second.

"It seems that the time in the illusion has no effect on the outside time. No matter how long it has passed, it will be a moment. But why is the time inside not an integer of a day, but a day and five minutes?"

This value is enough to force some obsessive-compulsive disorder to death. Although Fang Cheng was not, he was puzzled by this.

"Is it the Phantom Dzi's measurement of time different from ours? Or is this spiritual bell broken?"

Fang Cheng put down the spirit clock, frowned and thought for a while, but couldn't think of any result at all, so he gave up.

Looking back, I suddenly realized something was wrong.
Chapter completed!