"Congratulations, this friend, on obtaining the Nether Fruit! My name is Arthurs, and I am one of those who have obtained the Nether Fruit and become the messenger of the Lord God, so please come with me to the Lord God's palace, and the Lord God will summon you. "This is a thin man with silver hair and a shawl, and his figure is very tall, and the most impressive thing is his sharp eyes like a shadow.www.biquge.info

"Hello, my name is Fang Yuan." Nodding casually, Fang Yuan suppressed a slightly depressed mind and stood up: "In that case, let's go." ”

Although Fang Yuan, the main god envoy named Arthurs, knew that because it appeared in the original book, and it was also the kind of parallel goods that had eaten the Nether Fruit to have the strength he has today, in Fang Yuan's opinion, because when facing a strong person of the same level, as long as he used the power of the main god, he would only be ravaged, and he could only rely on the main artifact to close the gap.

Therefore, Fang Yuan didn't care about the strength of this product.

But looking down on a person doesn't mean that you have to directly ridicule people or something, that has to be a brainless person to do? So Fang Yuan still gave his respect.

So Arthurs nodded, it is estimated that he also got an explanation from the main god when he came, knowing some details of Fang Yuan, so he didn't talk too much, and directly took Fang Yuan in the direction of the purple mist area at the top of the Netherworld.

He was obviously very familiar with the Gray Mist Zone, but when they arrived in the Purple Mist Zone, the endless Purple Mist had already opened a passage waiting for them, and finally everyone came to a purple-black palace that exuded a bone-chilling aura.

"Meet the Lord God!" Fang Yuan and Arthurs visited together.

"You two, keep your heads up." As Fang Yuan expected, a relatively familiar cold female voice resounded through the main hall, and then Fang Yuan and Naartus looked up at the Lord of Death, and what they saw was the appearance of the red-haired girl in the Netherworld Hotel under the mountain.

Fang Yuan, who had already known what was going on, pinched the timing and made a look of surprise, causing the Lord of Death to laugh happily.

But listening to the Lord of Death laughing, Fang Yuan's heart was calm - his current behavior was undoubtedly a suspicion of deliberately pretending to be a clown to make people laugh, originally he himself thought that he would feel a little embarrassed, but now that the matter was coming, she found that her heart did not fluctuate at all, but it was just a little inexplicable sigh.

This is the bad taste of the Lord of Death, boring to a certain point, opening a hotel at the bottom of the mountain to spread the news of the Nether Fruit, every day silently watching countless people go up the mountain to die for fun, occasionally someone has the opportunity to come to his palace, the shock when distinguishing his identity, that kind of surprise is the best laughing material for herself.

But...... Is it really funny? The lord of death is the master of this kind of thing all day long......

Fang Yuan felt a little pitiful.

The Lord of Death is the oldest life in the underworld, and there is no one, so you can imagine how many years it has taken to live until now - but she is stuck in the level of the Great Perfection and has experienced endless years! Although this is a world based on strength, she has refined the Death Superior Godhead to become the Master of Death, and has mastered the Heart of the Underworld, which can be said to be undefeated or even invincible in the Underworld, but as a strong person, how can she not want to make herself stronger?

Just like the indescribable number of quasi-Dzogchens, taking the last step to become Dzogchen is their fundamental pursuit, and other fame and fortune and the like rarely care about, what is the reason?

Now, however, the Lord of Death has to take pleasure in this kind of thing all day long......

It should be said that this is a kind of sorrow shared by the powerhouses of the entire Panlong world, right? The vast majority of people have an upper limit on their cultivation, and even soul mutants need extremely harsh conditions to have the hope of transcendence, but it is only hope......

If the people of this world know the truth about the existence of the world, I am afraid that the hearts of most people's so-called strong people will collapse, right? Freedom...... Free ......'

Thinking about it, for some reason, after accidentally remembering the word "freedom", Fang Yuan fell into deep thought again.

But after a while, he woke up again, but after waking up, he was very different from before.

"I see, I said how do you always feel like something...... Wind, freedom! Suddenly, Fang Yuan was under the stunned gaze of the Lord of Death and the surprised and even panicked gaze of Arthurs beside him-the former was curious about Fang Yuan's behavior, of course, if Fang Yuan didn't have a reasonable explanation later, this curiosity would turn into annoyance; And the latter was worried that Fang Yuan would implicate himself by angering the Lord God, you must know that this is the Lord of Death!

But Fang Yuan didn't care about this at all, because he was sure that as long as the Lord of Death knew what he understood and what he had gained, he would only be happy and not the slightest bit unhappy about his offense this time.

Because of the colleague who gave birth to such an understanding in his heart, the wind elemental law that had been stuck in the last bottleneck made up for the last trace of regret - it was a complete success!

"Boom!" Without a hint of foreshadowing, the laws of heaven and earth descended in this palace of the main god in an instant! Even the coercion of an existence as strong as the Lord of Death was instantly dispelled by the ancient vicissitudes of the laws of heaven and earth, while Fang Yuan's body was passively floating under the shroud of this breath, and the wind system upper godhead in his brain slowly floated out, bathing under the laws of heaven and earth and began a process of transformation!

Fang Yuan deduced the wind system to the Great Perfection! He once lamented that it was not easy to deduce the law to the point of the Great Perfection, but in fact it was just a kind of hypocritical emotion, which was cheap and obedient, after all, he himself was very special, and the difficulty of becoming the Great Perfection was at least thousands of times easier than that of the native creatures of this world!

It's just that he has been missing something before, and he hasn't been able to think through some key points, such as the understanding of the true meaning of the wind system that he just made up before.

Is the wind just fast? Just Mystery? Just light and flexible?

Maybe others are right to understand it this way, but for Fang Yuan, the "true meaning of the wind" that belongs to him is freedom!

Wind, unrestrained, free!

In this way, he has become a Dzogchen and has the qualifications to make friends with the main god, and the Lord of Death has picked up a Dzogchen level emissary for no reason, which is naturally a very good thing - having a Dzogchen emissary not only has face for the main god, but it is also far more convenient than the main god who does not have a Dzogchen emissary when entering the material plane!

Moreover, witnessing the birth of a Great Perfection powerhouse, and even the process of the transformation of the superior godhead under the influence of the laws of heaven and earth and being endowed with the power of will, even if it is the main god, I am afraid that no one will have the opportunity to witness the whole process from the side!