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What he said was so ugly that ordinary people could not bear it, not to mention that all the monks here were powerful. As soon as he finished speaking, even the head of the family in the upper seat faintly showed a hint of anger, but because of his identity, he couldn't deal with him, Zhengyun was the closest to him, and he was the first to ask: "What nonsense are you talking about?!"

Fang Qi Xue Hongyuan pursed his lips slightly, and knew that these monks took care of their faces, and they would not put down their bodies and scold him when they were angry, Fang Qi secretly sneered, he has no face and no skin, he hated the so-called cultivation realm when he read the book earlier, and now he will not retaliate, when will he wait?

Fang Qi suddenly showed a smile and said, "What did you just say, what are you?

Zheng Yun was stunned for a moment, as one of the top sect disciples, he had heard a lot of flattery on weekdays, and he had never been ignored like this. Zhengyun's eyebrows were furrowed very much, he had obviously introduced himself just now, why did this person change his face so quickly?

The middle-aged man glanced at the upper seat, the embarrassment on his face could not be hidden, and he endured it again and again, before he reluctantly said calmly: "I am the eldest disciple of the Yunhuai Sword Sect, Zhengyun." ”

Fang Qi sneered, "You also deserve to talk to me?"

Zhengyun was stunned for a moment, completely enraged, his eyes were on fire, Fang Qi didn't care, and said, "I thought I was a small person, and you, the head elders, looked down on me, and disdained to give me a long explanation." It turns out that this is not the case, is it that he has no face to speak, so he instructed a big disciple to explain it to me?"

If you really disdain him, you will never personally usher him into the main hall.

Zhengyun took a step forward and said hatefully: "Red mouth and poisonous tongue! I don't open my eyes to see what kind of place this is, how can you let out a lot of nonsense here!"

"Where is it?" Fang Qi smiled and said, "What is the place you don't know?" ”

Zhengyun's face turned green, the faces of the monks present were wonderful, and some of them were angry with him, Zhengyun summoned the sword with his backhand, and slightly pulled out half an inch of the sword body. Fang Qi was determined in his heart, had no intention of retreating, and even took the initiative to take a step forward, his eyes defiant.

Zhengyun was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect him to dare to make a posture to fight, his eyes were faintly retreating, and he couldn't get off the stage in front of everyone's eyes.

These people are so afraid that they are Hongyuan, they are the only pure land, forced to this part, they really have the courage to move a finger of him, he admires these cultivators are men!

Then, an old man said, "Zhengyun, step aside." ”

Zhengyun snorted coldly, put the sword into the sheath, don't turn your face to look at him, his chest rose and fell violently.

Fang Qi knew that this would be the case, he currently occupies most of the initiative, and he has the clues:

Hongyuan has become a god.

The dog that lost his home in the Xiuzhen realm.

Although I don't know when Hongyuan became a god, as long as the prerequisite for him to become a god is established, it is not surprising that the cultivation world will have such a reaction.

If you put aside the grievances between him and Hongyuan, Hongyuan's real growth experience is the same as described in the book "Becoming a God", and even ...... Even the plot in the book is embellished, and perhaps what actually happens is even more egregious. And the dilemma that the cultivation realm is facing now is nothing more than that Hongyuan is unstoppable in covering the sky with one hand, launching a crazy revenge, and no one in the huge cultivation realm dares to take advantage of it, and then ...... Why did you find him?

The question continues, how can Hongyuan have two growth experiences, one is his original growth background, and the other is what he and Hongyuan have experienced together. There is no doubt that one of these two must be fake, Fang Qi frowned, which one is false in front of him and there is no need to say more.

If the Hongyuan who gets along with him is the Hongyuan who has become a god, all the puzzles they have experienced together can be explained. The mystery of the Fengyao Mountain Slaughter Sect, the mystery of getting out of the mountain path outside the Valley of a Thousand Corpses, the mystery of getting out of the mountain path outside the Valley of a Thousand Corpses, why didn't he cultivate? Why does eighteen look like twenty-eight......

He now felt strange and inconsistent, Hongyuan...... Why, why would you like him?

At that time in Fengyao Mountain, the child who had been humiliated and bullied since childhood would let down his guard so easily, he was already very surprised and distressed, and in the later bit by bit, the child's undisguised love, careful please, every bit and every drop proved how much he was afraid of losing.

Now he actually said that Hongyuan has become a god? Fang Qi's expression was a little trance, he had become a god, getting rid of all the shame and being controlled by others in the past, why...... He's omnipotent, he's got everything, but he's so easy to be impressed by him?

Fang Qi repeatedly recalled what he had done for Hongyuan when he was in Fengyao Mountain. They seldom spoke, there were many misunderstandings, he just gave fruit for a few days, washed his clothes for a few days, and what else did he do? No! Nothing! He even secretly scolded him...... Sometimes I get angry that the bear child doesn't know what to do.

Where the hell did Hongyuan fall in love with him?!

Fang Qi wanted to drop things in annoyance, why did he appear here, he was by no means the original inhabitant of this world, he had lived for more than twenty years, and he had always lived in the 21st century with mobile phones and computers, a Xiuzhen, a world of science and technology, and the style of painting was very different, how did he come here?

But what is certain is that tearing the plane apart will not be too easy...... What the conspiracy is is not too certain. Fang Qi suppressed the doubts in his heart first, but it was certain that they were extremely jealous of Hongyuan, so much so that they tolerated him in every way.

With the life amulet, Fang Qi's mouth was like a loose grass and mud horse, and he glanced at Zhengyun, who was thrown at him, and said casually: "Say that you are a dog, you really think of yourself as a dog, do dogs jump off the wall in a hurry?"

“…… You!" Zhengyun's eyes widened, and he looked at him with disgust, hating to drink his blood.

Fang Qi sneered, seeing that they were deflated, the sullenness in his heart was smooth, and the monks under the seat discussed in a low voice, it should be that he had never seen such a scoundrel and cheap, or it was probably because he found such a thing to be in the cultivation realm.

It was a foregone conclusion, Fang Qicai didn't care about any twists and turns in their hearts, sat back in their seats, and the restrained and embarrassed posture of clamping their buttocks became more uninhibited than that of Demon Xiu, crossing Erlang's legs, and his whole body inside and out, as if he had written four words, without fear.

After a while, the old man who was not on crutches, who was not the highest but looked like he might be the oldest, walked tremblingly to the center of the main hall and said, "The matter is urgent, and there are still tens of millions of monks in dire straits, so it is better to talk about business first." ”

Fang Qi put away his expression, also put down Erlang's legs, and said sideways: "What about Hongyuan, I want to see him." ”

It is not wise to ask Zhengyun again this time, and Gui Ci said: "Hongyuan Shenjun has not dreamed yet. ”

Fang Qi was stunned and asked, "What?"

Gui Ci paused word by word: "Hong Yuanjun is really affectionate to you," the old man's tone paused, although he did not speak, but his face clearly said Otherwise, how can you kick your nose in the face? ”

Dreams?!

Fang Qi almost spit out a mouthful of blood and hissed, "Dream?!"

"Not bad. "Returning to the Path.

"What do you mean?"

Gui Ci said: "It was a dream. ”

Hundreds of days and nights, day and night, you say it's a dream? Dream your uncle! It's better to say that it's an enchantment!

No, reliable...... The enchantment is to circle a secret land in the existing world, and people in it, how old they should be and how old they should be, there will not be such earth-shaking changes, and they will still remain the same.

It's only a dream, it's a dream and it's not a real dream, it's whimsical, artificially manipulated, plasticine can be kneaded at will, there can be more room for change, there are too many uncontrollable things, not to mention Hongyuan becoming an adult, even if a man becomes a woman, it's not impossible...... Why doesn't he have a cross-dresser? Fang Qi chokes his wrist, how good and wonderful!

At the same time, only dreams can change everything that happened before from unreasonable to reasonable.

Fang Qi reacted and asked, "Why am I here, I'm obviously injured, not my body into your dream?"

Gui Ci said gently: "A wisp of divine consciousness is in a dream. ”

Fang Qi couldn't sit still, and spun around the ground twice impatiently, and said, "What did you just say, Hongyuan hasn't come out yet?

In the dream, he can't die anymore, what is Hongyuan still doing in the dream?

There was a hint of pity in Guici's eyes, he shook his head and said nothing, and an old man with a long beard next to him sighed: "I also didn't expect this matter to be so tricky, Hongyuan Shenjun...... I didn't know you were real, and you didn't dream. ”

Fang Qi was silent, his mind went blank, and after a while, he asked, "Does he know that he is dreaming?"

The monks on the throne looked at each other, and the conversation became more and more difficult, and Gui Ci said, "I know." ”

Fang Qi couldn't cry or laugh, and his nose was sour all of a sudden. Hongyuan doesn't know if he's real? Even if he doesn't, the others are gone, and if he doesn't come out to avenge him, what will he do in it? Could it be that he wants to live a lifetime in a dream? What is he thinking? Can it be done?

Because...... Once he comes out, the dream is shattered?

If it's broken, it's broken, why should he live in fantasy? Fang Qi smiled bitterly and shook his head, Hongyuan obviously has always lived in fantasy, he thought he was a phantom, but he was still with him in the know? Fang Qi covered his eyes and rolled his throat a few times, what kind of mood did Hongyuan have?

After a while, Fang Qi sat back in his seat, his heart ached, his eyes were slightly red, and he said, "Can you go into a dream?" Let me go in, anyway, my body is here, I can't run horizontally and vertically, you have nothing to be afraid of." ”

Hongyuan thought he was dead, and he couldn't let that man use him as a dummy, and now treat him as a corpse. He should have told him himself, let him see, he was real, he was alive.

Fang Qi swept the faces of all the monks in the upper seat, this time the silence was longer and longer, Fang Qi's patience was about to run out, and the familiar voice said slowly: "This is the tricky part. ”

The bearded old man said: "Hong Yuanjun refuses to dream, refuses to let someone dream again." Since you came out of your dream, you have sealed your dream. ”

"What do you mean?" Fang Qi was stunned, "What will happen if it is sealed? Why is it not sealed sooner or later, but now it is sealed?"

Since sealing the dream can no longer let people in, wouldn't it be better to seal it early?

Gui Ci said: "Supporting the dream realm requires extremely strong cultivation. The cultivation cost of sealing dreams is far beyond ordinary dreams, sealing dreams is to build a layer of enchantment outside the dream realm, the thicker the enchantment, the more it consumes cultivation, Hongyuan Shenjun probably wants to ......"

It's about love in the world, Gui Ci pricked his mouth halfway through speaking, Fang Qi understood the second half of his unspoken sentence, and he wanted to prolong the dream for as long as possible.

Fang Qi was a little confused when he heard this, and asked puzzledly, "Aren't you the ones who make dreams?

The monk showed a hint of embarrassment on his face, and said, "In Xianbei Mountain, Hongyuan Shenjun sacrificed mountains and rivers and took over the dream with all his hands. ”

"Xianbei Mountain?" Fang Qi grabbed his head and thought, where is Xianbei Mountain?

He was with Hongyuan day and night, what Xianbei Mountain did he go to, and he took over the dream realm to change the world, there was no reason why he would not know such a big thing. When did he break through the memory line? It was in Taoyuanju in the Valley of a Thousand Corpses! When he woke up from outside the valley to the valley, how did he transport him in as a child? After being in a coma for ten days, he thought that Hongyuan had dragged him in little by little, but now it seems that he was lying!

How long has it been since Hongyuan took over the dream, Fang Qi pinched his fingers and counted, four months, no, almost five months. Supporting the consumption of dreams and cultivation, even if his cultivation is advanced and his hands can reach the sky, there is absolutely no reason why he can't use it!

Fang Qi raised his head suddenly, Hongyuan's cultivation was exhausted, and he died as he deserved, isn't it what these monks wanted to see? Why did they want to wake Hongyuan up from his dream? Anyway, they were incompatible, and he hated it to the bone, why didn't he let him consume his cultivation and die of exhaustion?

Fang Qi suppressed many complicated emotions, straightened out his thoughts little by little, and asked, "What are you doing in a hurry to let him come out?" Anyway, it consumes cultivation, and it doesn't consume your cultivation, why are you panicking?"

Gui Ci reluctantly pulled out a smile and said: "When is the time for retribution, don't remember the old evil, Hongyuan Shenjun is not a great evil......"

"You can pull him down," Fang Qi said faintly: "You just want to kill him, can we not come to these false things? Don't tell me that you are doing evil and promoting good, and want to influence him, you have this kind heart, things will develop to this point out of control? Don't fool me with this!"

Gui Ci choked, not only his expression was different, but the faces of all the monks in the main hall were extremely good-looking. These people are not hooligans in the market, their status, status and age are all there, although they are not safe to do things for others, but the tone of his words is unceremonious and merciless, poking to the end, he doesn't want to be cheeky, he is too lazy to pretend, and he hasn't said a few words, so choked that everyone can't get off the stage, or the first time in the world, it is a little difficult to resist.

Gui Ci shut up and didn't answer, his face was slightly red, he had lived for thousands of years, and he had never been treated like this. Especially since he was older, others were even more respectful, when was he scolded by a hairy boy pointing at his nose?

The man under the seat stood up, and reprimanded with a red face: "The exercises that Hongyuan Shenjun has learned are all crooked and heretical! It is strange and strange! It can devour Yuan Dan and cultivate others as his own! During this period of time, he has instructed the demonic beasts to run rampant in the cultivation realm, slaughter the sect and slaughter the sect, and kill and injure 10,000 people every day! Dissect the Yuan Dan and seize the cultivation. In order to support a mere dream, do you know how many monks have been killed and injured in recent times? Hong Yuanjun has been stubborn and dignified, and for several months, I am afraid that he has not hurt the slightest and a half of his original cultivation, and it is all the lives of my fellow monks! It is really vicious, it is really hateful!"

Fang Qi: "......"

No wonder the monks of the Cultivation Realm hurriedly dragged him out, suffering heavy losses every day, I am afraid that he has reached the limit after five months of endurance, and even if he endures it any longer, it will be almost impossible to destroy the world? The dream realm has not yet been broken, and the Cultivation Realm has died first.

Fang Qi saw that the man was anxious and angry, and wondered in his heart, the mistakes were all someone else's, and they were all Hongyuan's fault, so they didn't reflect on themselves? Who made the dream first, who made the first move, Hongyuan sealed the dream, and who created the sin?

"What kind of face do you have to be anxious and angry?" Fang Qi said: "You guys are really ruthless, physical blows, mental revenge, dreams are dreams, you let me die so miserably?"