After all, it belongs to a four-dinsional ’combat power amplifier’. In four-dinsional amplification, if it still can’t explode stars in three dinsions, it can only prove that one’s own knowledge is insufficient. You can’t bla the Golden Core for not being powerful.
Thinking of this.
Zhang Feng gained so enlightennt and felt that the next Nascent Soul was the ’maturation amplifier’ in four dinsions.
Just like ’an egg hatches a chicken’.
Then the Divinity Transformation stage, where one can roam the world with their mind, may be the theoretical fifth dinsion, truly using the mind to affect space.
The imagined space-breaking and Tribulation passing should be efforts to fully materialize the mind, bringing the fifth dinsion into the third dinsion.
Like ’Fatian Xiangdi’, that kind of dharma form comparable to the size of a planet should be a ’partial unfolding’ of the fifth dinsion, or even higher sixth dinsions.
Zhang Feng pondered, knowing that his previous thoughts on myriad transformations, and material reorganization, should cooperate with this Fatian Xiangdi divine power, making the entire unfolded dinsion more substantial.
And using his own flesh and blood as a dium, to achieve the descent of higher dinsions to lower dinsions.
Now, with the formation of the Four-dinsional Golden Core.
Zhang Feng finds his cultivation progress smoother, realizing many previously perplexing questions, and understanding how so divine powers are ford.
Having a direction now.
Zhang Feng knows how to cultivate divine powers in the future.
And can try to continue optimizing the Talisman, and on a roughly correct path, finally forming the basic structure of divine powers.
Everything starts to ’build blocks’ from the basic structure.
Zhang Feng even begins to look forward to eting those alien civilizations not advanced, then start contact, conversation, dispute, finally strike, rge, absorb, and organize more foundational knowledge.
Different knowledge.
...
Because after cultivating the Golden Core, countless new points of knowledge rushed in, and they are points that can instantly make one stronger.
Although the little carp feels uncomfortable, Zhang Feng still lets her stay in that small lake for now.
For now, the coursework is pressing, there is no ti to play with her.
Settling down again, another five years passed.
Although Zhang Feng is forty-five years old, he looks increasingly youthful, almost like a twenty-year-old young man.
And he exudes a rich vitality all around him, like Tang Monk’s flesh.
This is a tangible manifestation of how appearances can still be reversed.
Currently, Zhang Feng’s realm is Golden Core Great Success, but his Constitution has reached [1516]
And the notation has changed to [1.5K]
Good, Zhang Feng thought that when the figure reached thousands or tens of thousands, it would be a long list.
Also on this day.
Zhang Feng announced to the village that they could go out and explore, and there was no need to hide anything anymore.
It’s just that perhaps they were ’in seclusion’ for too long, most of them wandered around the village or in the mountains, at most taking a trip to the city.
Zhang Feng ignored them, continuing his cultivation, aiming for Perfection first.
...
Another decade passed.
Golden Core reached Perfection, but Nascent Soul cultivation was still unknown.
Zhang Feng, still with the ’twenty-year-old appearance’, felt for the first ti that he had reached a certain ’bottleneck’.
Now only his Constitution continues to stack relentlessly, seemingly endless.
And on this day.
Zhang Feng looked at his Constitution, which was [2.1K]
Nearly three tis what it was when he first entered the Golden Core stage.
His body weight also reached a terrifying over two tons.
His vision range was eighty kiloters, and his Spiritual Sense range was ten kiloters.
For such a qualitative change, Zhang Feng felt a strong sense of comfort after a huge investnt, and a considerable degree of secret relief.
Fortunately, he did not impulsively seek other Golden Cores in the past.
Otherwise, even if others didn’t have such high specifications, if their Constitution was over a thousand.
And with his then level of only five hundred, a simple disagreent might have led to his rebirth.
Zhang Feng deeply knows that not everyone is as easygoing and good-tempered as himself.
There are still quite a few bad people in the world.
Thinking this.
Zhang Feng thought of the ’good’ little carp, wondering if she had transford.
But with her aptitude, even if it was slightly beyond standard, and with the spiritual teachings he left, it wouldn’t be that fast.
At most, she has cultivated for just over forty years.
Even if specializing in one area with extraordinary talent, it would take about fifty years.
And three days later.
Zhang Feng was in his own worn-out small courtyard, watering a few small flowers.
Swift footsteps ca from outside the courtyard.
The village chief at the Foundation Establishnt stage, with a stride of over eighty ters, suddenly visited.
Zhang Feng glanced at him, continuing to water the flowers, "What is it?"
"To report to you, sir!" The village chief greeted respectfully, "The prefect of Huan City will visit you in seven days."
"The Prefect?" Zhang Feng didn’t understand, "Why would he visit ? Did news get out?"
"Yes..." The village chief replied, then began to explain in detail.
Zhang Feng listened, understanding that due to the villagers’ wandering, and word of mouth from nearby villages.
The news of a great mage in this village reached the Prefect of the local city.
Hence, this visit was arranged.
Though it was said to be a ’visit’.
Zhang Feng actually knew they just wanted to see the reality of his powers.
This is all very normal.
Just like in a modern adventure world setting, if one exhibits high power, or so news spreads.
The local governnt would certainly co to verify.
Just like in the real world, and the Tank Commander World, and so on.
It appears as inquiries, evaluations, and attempts at winning over, but put nicely, it’s all called a ’visit’.
It’s just that in this cultivation world background, perhaps the specific process and situation are different.
Zhang Feng doesn’t know the specifics, so he doesn’t guess wildly.
Anyway, he’s going to ’erge from seclusion’ soon, so any route will do.
Only before they arrive.
Zhang Feng plans to check on the little fish.
With that in mind, he acts. So on this day.
Zhang Feng left his dilapidated two-hundred-square-ter courtyard, heading toward the lake in the distant mountains.
At the mont of departure, the small courtyard was restored as new in the fluctuation of magic.
The powerful Spiritual Qi made it effortless for Zhang Feng to construct or restore a small courtyard now.
With a base Constitution of [2.1K].
Zhang Feng fears no one seeing through his capabilities.
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