Chapter Eighty-Five: Wanton
Boom!
As if falling from a high altitude, Fang Yuan was shocked and opened his eyes.
"Who has a big dream, I know it in my life!"
He looked at the surrounding environment, dark and deep, rocky, not seeing the day, like a deep valley bottom, couldn't help laughing: "I didn't expect that after falling asleep this time, I could instantly awaken my true self!" ”
After falling asleep, the five aggregates are all confused, and it is difficult for ordinary people to wake up, even if they are coincidental and occasionally awake, they can't do it again and again, and now Fang Yuan has done this, it is a great progress.
"Hmm...... Here it is......"
Looking at the puddle of flesh and mud around him, as well as the faint exclamation coming from the cliff above, Fang Yuan looked at his body and suddenly had a realization: "It's still the same world last time?" And then at that point in time? ”
Because he had measured the speed of time, he was calm at this time, and regardless of the mess next to him, he sat cross-legged and thought about his current situation.
"Ordinary people dream...... It's bound to be bizarre and hard to measure, and so did the dreamers at first, but I'm different! My first dream was so stable? A complete world system? ”
Even though it is a fantasy world, it still has a bit of absurd flavor, but on the surface, it can justify itself and continue to operate, which is a great progress!
According to what the Monk of Conscience said in the Jade Slip, it often takes several years of penance for ordinary dreamers to achieve this step and construct a relatively complete world!
"This ...... Either I'm gifted, or maybe my master has actually secretly instructed me to practice in my dreams, in the tea ceremony? ”
"However, the fantasy world is all illusory after all, the so-called power system, the way of cultivating immortals, is completely bullshit! In Qinghe County, even a martial artist in the first three levels can't be fooled! ”
If everything is illusory, where is the truth?
Fang Yuan just recalled the exercises given by the Xia Qingyun Lower Court, and he felt very ridiculous.
"Dreams turn from virtual to real, and the rules will inevitably get closer and closer to the present world...... This is a big project, and for me now, it is even more fantastic! ”
Fang Yuan tilted his head and thought about it, no longer entangled, looked in all directions, and slowly climbed up along a gap.
The cliff was steep, and the wind was like a knife, but fortunately there were still thick vines growing on the rock wall, which had been beaten by wind and rain, and at this time it was like an iron chain, easily supporting his weight.
"Whirring ......"
After climbing the cliff, Fang Yuan took a few breaths and immediately shook his head: "At this time, although I can't change the outside world, or even improve my own cultivation, my 'existence' can't be changed by anyone, because this is my dream, I am the master, no matter how low the authority is, it is still possible to refresh my own state and maintain my existence!" ”
"Now...... It's time to try to influence the surroundings and finally fix the world! ”
"That brain-dead qi refining method, you still have to pick it up and cultivate!"
The introduction to the method of cultivating immortals in the Qianyuan world is very simple, that is, it requires the root bones to excel, absorb the void aura with the immortal bones in the body, improve step by step, and finally successfully build the foundation.
Originally, when he was addicted, Fang Yuan set himself to be a waste immortal vein, and he would definitely not be able to sense the physique of the aura.
But at this time?
As his mind moved, the air rippled, and the slightest cool breath was pulled, along the back of his neck bone, straight through his spine.
"Hoo ......"
It didn't take long for Fang Yuan to open his eyes and exhale a breath of white gas: "The first layer of qi refining, it's done?" How do you feel similar to the twelve levels of my golden lock heavy building? Also...... Originally absorbed a lot of my knowledge, as well as memories of another world......"
"I don't know how good the qualifications to bless myself are under my mind at this time? How does it compare to those geniuses? ”
This place is the Qingyun Mountain Range, where the lower courtyard is located, and the aura is extremely abundant.
After Fang Yuan successfully refined his qi, he was immediately a little reluctant to leave, and simply entered the cultivation state again.
Whew!
The breeze blew, and a slight white mist emerged, wisps of it, converging towards Fang Yuan.
The so-called thirteen-fold pass of qi refining, in front of him, immediately became child's play.
Second floor!
Third floor!
Fourth floor!
In just an instant, Fang Yuan had broken through the fifth layer and reached the realm of the middle stage of qi refining.
"Does it seem like a normal one?"
He touched his arm, a little speechless: "It seems that in my subconscious, the mana of the immortal cultivators in this world is not protruding from the increase in the physical body, the key is still in the imperial envoy spirit runes, spirit spells, and magic weapons!" ”
"Senior Brother Liu, this is it!"
Suddenly, a few flashes of inspiration flashed in the sky, and a group of people drove a flying magic weapon in the shape of a giant leaf to the top of Fang Yuan's head, and the first few were the doglegs on the original cliff.
When he saw Fang Yuan at this time, his eyes immediately reddened: "It's this Fang Yuan, who killed the little marquis, you have to call the shots for us!" ”
"Please also ask Senior Brother Liu to be careful, this person is very strange, he was cut off an arm before, and he didn't know how to recover again, he is simply a first-class demon!"
"Even if this person jumps off a cliff and doesn't die, what if it's weird? Our Senior Brother Liu Zhou, but the Great Perfection of Qi Refining is about to condense the genius seed of Gangsha! A glazed immortal bone, ranked 397th on the Continent Immortal List, and his future achievements are limitless! ”
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Whew!
The magic weapon fell to the ground, and a dashing young man came down from above, with starry eyebrows and sword eyes, and a cyan spirit robe was well-cut and faintly shining.
Such a proud son of the sky, Fang Yuan had to be ashamed when he saw it before, but at this time, his expression was calm, and he didn't feel anything.
"You are Fang Yuan? I am Liu Zhou! These fellow disciples accused you of killing the little marquis of Hanhai and pushed him off the cliff, and there are no bones left, can you confess? ”
When the young man saw Fang Yuan, his brows furrowed, obviously seeing that this waste wood was very different from usual.
Especially when he had just come up from the bottom of the cliff, he saw the little Hou Ye who had turned into a puddle of flesh, and compared to Fang Yuan, who was unharmed, he immediately felt that the other party was unfathomable.
"What about recognition? What if you don't recognize it? ”
Fang Yuan smiled dumbly, thinking it was very interesting.
Everything in my dreams is actually the evolution of my subconscious, in other words, the conquest of dreams...... Is it the process of collecting the mind, taking complete control of the true self, and cultivating the state of mind? ’
"You ......"
Liu Zhou narrowed his eyes, and suddenly felt that Fang Yuan was very dangerous at this time.
Because he couldn't see the slightest fear on this young man's face! It's simply impossible.
Ordinary teenagers, when they are caught doing bad things, will always have a feeling of anxiety, and then they are frightened by the laws and regulations, and they immediately have to explain everything.
But the person in front of him is calm and clear, as if he is just an ant, he is the master of the sect!
Not bad! That's how it feels!
Liu Zhou's eyes glowed, and Fang Yuan suddenly felt a little more disgusted.
"Bold! Don't be quick to catch it! ”
He snorted coldly, and a small jade sword weapon flew out of his cuff, dying like a snake in mid-air, extremely agile, swallowing the sword.
"Magic weapon!"
"A real flying sword weapon!"
Several low-level disciples exclaimed, and they couldn't imagine that just to deal with a waste firewood on weekdays, Senior Brother even used such a magic weapon!
"Huh? This man has murderous intent?! ”
Under the magic weapon, the most sensitive nature is Fang Yuan.
Feeling the pressure of the mountains, as well as the terrifying spiritual pressure sword qi on the flying sword, he couldn't help but have a sneer on his face: "Think I ignored him and my self-esteem was humiliated?" ”
As soon as he thought of this, the killing intent in his heart also poured out.
If he was in the real Qinghe County, he might still have a little scruples, but at this time, he laughed: "Something like an ant, dare to kill me?" It seems that today, the entire Qingyun Lower Courtyard will be bleeding because of you! ”
The way of cultivation is to seek a thought to be accessible.
When you get here, what if you are the enemy of the entire world and the immortal cultivation world? Left and right is just a dream!
"There are too many constraints in reality, and the soul of the warrior is covered with dust, how to break through?"
Fang Yuan suddenly had a realization: "But in the dream realm, everything is self-contained, if you want to kill, you can kill, if you want to burn, if you want to be good, then you will be born as a Buddha for ten thousand families, and if you think of evil, you will destroy the Ming King, which is the best place to cultivate your mind!" ”
Thinking of this, he immediately stopped hesitating and threw himself at Liu Zhou.
"Humph! Stubborn! ”
Seeing Fang Yuan rushing over, Liu Zhou's face brought a mocking smile.
How can a mere mortal martial artist deal with the senior brother of the lower courtyard who has already refined qi and has a magic weapon spirit talisman in hand?
"Qing Ming! Kill! ”
As soon as he pointed at Fang Yuan, the flying sword magic weapon in mid-air suddenly turned into a blue light, and it suddenly went straight down, like a long rainbow piercing the sun, and passed through Fang Yuan's chest at a lightning speed.
Burst!
In the midst of the blood flowers in the sky, a large hole appeared in Fang Yuan's chest.
But he didn't frown, and in the control of his self-consciousness, even the pain was reduced to a minimum, and he came to Liu Zhou at once: "Black Sand Eagle Claw Hand!" ”
Bang!
Under the palm of his hand, Liu Zhou's figure flew out upside down, but Fang Yuan suddenly stopped, with a slight trace of doubt on his face.
"Evil ...... Demon! ”
Liu Zhou turned over and got up, looking at the magic robe on his body, he was terrified, and there was even a trace of fear in his eyes when he looked at Fang Yuan: "Who are you...... What is it?! ”
Even if the immortal cultivators of the Jindan stage would not have a big hole in their chests as if nothing had happened.
He didn't regard Fang Yuan as the previous disciple at all now, but an extremely terrifying immortal evil creature!
"Artifact defense?"
Fang Yuan looked at his right hand, but silently complained: "I didn't expect that I still have this kind of setting, I'm really making trouble for myself......
In the midst of sighing, he suddenly stepped forward and came to Liu Zhou's side again.
"Ah...... Don't come here! ”
Faced with the evil things that couldn't be killed with magic weapons and had ineffective spells, Liu Zhou retreated again and again, and finally looked at the trace of spiritual power coming out of Fang Yuan's hand in horror.
"Even if it's a magic weapon, there is a limit!"
Fang Yuan didn't care about the flying sword outside, anyway, no matter how many times it stabbed itself, it would immediately recover as before, instead punching one punch after another, constantly wearing down the man's magic robe in front of him.
Click!
Finally, in Liu Zhou's terrified gaze, his magic robe shattered, and Fang Yuan's paw was imprinted on the door of his head, and his head suddenly turned into a mess.