"This is the Dream Pill?"

Fang Zong took out a pill, and when he looked at it carefully, the Dream Transformation Pill looked black, colorless and tasteless, and it did not have the wonderful lines of the previous Flame Pill.

Dream Pill, a pill specially created for the Dream God Formula, can increase the dream power of dreams, and can also be used to repair dreams, although Fang Zong has successfully fallen into dreams now, but his dreams are like newborn babies, still very fragile, and his dream power is pitiful.

Especially after coming into contact with the dream power of the interpreter, Fang Zong found that his dream power was so weak.

"Try one first and see the effect!" Fang Zong put a Dream Transformation Pill into his mouth, and in an instant, the entrance of the pill turned into a cloud of mist and entered Fang Zong's dantian.

Dantian, in addition to being the source of Fang Zong's spiritual power, is also the location of dreams, just like a monk opening up a small world, he also hides his dreams in Dantian.

After the mist entered the dantian, it merged into Fang Zong's dream, and he could clearly feel that his Shura dream power was like a long drought and a rain, and he was moistened by the mist, and gradually became a little stronger. After digesting a Dream Transformation Pill, Fang Zong's eyes sparkled, and a hint of surprise flashed over him.

Unexpectedly, the Dream Pill couldn't help but enhance his dream power, and it also made his dream world much more stable.

Fang Zong took out the elixir book again, this time, the speed at which he branded the elixir was a few points faster than before, in just one stick of incense, he left tens of thousands of elixir imprints in the dream world, unless someone could destroy the dream world, otherwise these imprints became his memories, and it was difficult to forget.

"It seems that these Dream Pills should be able to bring my dreams to a higher level!"

Fang Zong was happy in his heart, his hole card was the Dream God Technique, as long as the dream power in the dream realm was stronger, the stronger the combat power he could play.

After more than a month, Fang Zong indulged in the elixir book, and after taking a dream pill every day, he began to memorize the tens of millions of elixirs recorded in the dream memory elixir book, eat some dried meat when he was hungry, drink a few mouthfuls of mountain springs when he was thirsty, and almost put his whole mind into it.

On this day, someone found Fang Zong's cave house.

"Meng Fang, Meng Fang!" Sun Lei's voice came from outside the cave, and Fang Zong woke up from his hard work.

"Sun Lei?" Fang Zong walked out of the cave mansion, and he hadn't taken a bath for more than a month, making him look a little sloppy and unkempt, no different from a homeless man.

When Sun Lei saw Fang Zong's appearance like this, he couldn't help but laugh and asked, "Meng Fang, why did you make this appearance, hurry up and pick it up!"

"Why?" Fang Zong was confused.

Sun Lei's eyes widened, he looked like he had seen a ghost, and said in surprise: "Meng Fang, don't you know, today is the day of Xiaobi from the outer door!"

"Outer Door Xiaobi?" Fang Zong finally remembered the matter of Outer Door Xiaobi from the elixir knowledge in his head.

The outer courtyard will hold an outer door competition every three months, the purpose is naturally to test the potential of the outer disciples, and the rewards are naturally not low, the top three can get 20,000 contribution points, and the first outer disciple can get an additional magic weapon.

Fang Zong originally attached great importance to the rewards of the outer door Xiaobi, and the contribution point was secondary, and the important thing was to be able to choose a magic weapon!

Although he has such a treasure as the Oneiroi Bead on his body, Fang Zong can't use the power of the Oneiroi Bead now, even the slightest bit, so he also wants to get a magic weapon that he can take advantage of, otherwise every time he carries a longbow and wooden arrows to fight with people, it is really dangerous.

His physical strength is extremely strong, but if his opponent distances him, relying on strong spells, it is enough to defeat him, or even kill him.

"Okay, let's go now!" Fang Zong was a little anxious in his heart, and his heart was hot when he thought of that magic weapon.

"That...... Meng Fang, you ......" Sun Lei pointed to Fang Zong's sloppy dress, Fang Zong suddenly realized, and walked quickly into the cave, and after a while, Fang Zong, who was completely refreshed, walked out indifferently, changed into clean clothes, and smiled at Sun Lei: "Let's go!"

When Fang Zong and Sun Lei came to the competition venue of the Outer Gate Competition, the two found that there were not many Outer Sect disciples who participated in the Outer Gate Competition this time, only a dozen or so.

Fang Zong asked, "The rewards are so rich, why aren't there many people participating?"

Sun Lei explained in a low voice: "Meng Fang, you don't know this!"

From Sun Lei's narration, Fang Zong finally understood that there was a demon among the outer disciples this time, and the sword path was very terrifying, and even Lu Shanjun sent someone to invite him. This time, the demon let go, and he asked for the first place in the outer door Xiaobi this time!

"Hmph, if he wants to be the first, he has to rely on his strength to speak!" Fang Zong's young heart, although the demon's combat power was terrifying, he was still unconvinced in his heart.

Especially this time, Fang Zong's reward for the first place was already inevitable, even if that demon had the cultivation of the Condensation Qi Realm, he was not afraid, with his current cultivation of the Ninefold Cultivation of the Body Refining Realm, and with the help of the Dream of Shura, even if it was the Condensation Qi Realm, he might not be without the strength to fight.

"Meng Fang, you don't want to compete for the first place, right?" Sun Lei couldn't help but be anxious, the demon said that if anyone dared to fight with him, he would definitely be killed.

In Sun Lei's eyes, although Fang Zong was also a genius, there was always a gap between him and that demon.

"Don't worry, Waimen Xiaobi, I'm still a little sure!" Fang Zong finished speaking, and stepped forward to save his life.

The registration time had passed, and Fang Zong and the thirteen outer disciples stepped forward together.

The thirteen outer disciples were all cultivating in the Qi Condensation Realm, but Fang Zong was the only one in the Body Refining Realm, so many outer disciples thought that Fang Zong had a stroke.

The outer disciple at the top of the list was a boy who was two years older than Fang Zong, he stood with his sword in his hand, and his momentum was extraordinary, and among the fourteen people who participated in the small competition, he was particularly dazzling.

Tong Fei, a genius who has comprehended a trace of the power of the sword, cultivates as little as one of the Qi Condensation Realm, but can fight with the monks of the three levels of the Qi Condensation Realm across two small realms, although he can't be compared with Luo Yi, but at this age, with this talent and this combat power, he can really be regarded as a demonic figure.

In the first round, a draw is required.

Tong Fei was the first to walk up to the elder, put his hand into the box containing fourteen small balls, and directly drew a small ball, on which was written the word "six".

"Damn, it's not the first!" Tong Fei frowned, as if dissatisfied with this result.

The other outer disciples stepped forward to draw lots one after another, and Fang Zong, an outer disciple of the Nine Levels of the Body Refining Realm, naturally had no chance to draw lots first, so he could only wait until the end. However, under this draw, no one has ever drawn the No. 1.

When it was Fang Zong's turn to draw lots, all the balls except for No. 1 had been drawn, needless to say, Fang Zong's number was naturally No. 1.

This made the dissatisfaction in Tong Fei's heart even stronger, and the other party glared.

Fang Zong couldn't help but smile bitterly, it was just a lot, and he was so angry, this person's strength was too small, right?

"Hahaha, it seems that I was lucky!" "The outer disciple who drew the second ball looked up to the sky and laughed.

The outer disciple's name was Han Da Niu, he walked up to Fang Zong with a laugh, patted Fang Zong's shoulder, and laughed: "You kid is really unlucky, you actually ran into Uncle Ben, Uncle Ben will give you a chance in a while, let you admit defeat, lest others say that I Han Da Niu is a big bully!"

Almost everyone mourned in silence for Fang Zong, Han Da Niu was a cultivator of the double level of the Qi Condensation Realm, but Fang Zong was only a ninth level of the Body Refining Realm, how could he be Han Da Niu's opponent? Even Han Da Niu had already foreseen the scene of him winning without a fight.

Fang Zong couldn't help laughing, but he didn't say anything to this Han Da Niu, everything had to be spoken with strength.

In the first competition, Fang Zong and Han Daniu stepped into the ring.

"Boy, admit defeat!" Han Daniu still shouted.

Even the sect elders who acted as referees looked at Fang Zong, as if they wanted to ask Fang Zong if he wanted to admit defeat.

"Hey, stupid big cow, if you want to fight, you will fight, where is there so much nonsense?" As soon as Fang Zong's words came out, Han Da Niu was completely angered.

"What did you say?" Han Daniu was furious, "I originally wanted to give you a chance to leave comfortably, since you are looking for death, then don't blame me for being rude!"

Fang Zong only replied to him: "If you have any ability, just let the horse come!"

The referee elder sighed slightly and announced the start of the competition.

As soon as the words fell, Fang Zong's figure moved instantly, like a ferocious wolf, almost so fast that it would leave an afterimage, appearing in front of Han Daniu.

"What?" Han Da Niu was shocked, Fang Zong's speed was beyond his expectations.

However, when Han Daniu saw Fang Zong's move, he actually raised his fist and smashed it over, and couldn't help but be furious, and shouted: "Arrogance! Let you see how terrifying the body of the Condensing Qi Realm is!"

This punch condensed fifty percent of Han Daniu's spiritual power, which was enough to break stones and wood, and it was indestructible.

Everyone seemed to see Fang Zong's arm broken, however, in the next second, a scene that made everyone unbelievable appeared.

I saw that two fists, one big and one small, collided together, and the square longitudinal lines that should have flown out upside down did not move at all, but Han Daniu, who was favored by everyone, screamed miserably, and the fist with the size of the casserole was actually deformed!

Han Da Beeu's body strength was very strong, but in front of Fang Zong, he still didn't see enough, and his arm was broken by a punch.

Fang Zong took advantage of the victory to pursue, kicked Han Da Niu in the abdomen, and kicked Han Da Niu out of the ring.

There was silence all around.

"How is this possible?"

Those who watched the battle were stunned.

"Is his strength so terrifying that even the physical body of the Condensing Qi Realm can't fight against it?"

This series of actions was as fast as lightning, and it only happened in a flash, and everyone didn't react, and Han Da Niu was defeated.

The referee's eyes trembled, and he almost bit off his tongue, such a result was really unexpected, and when he looked at Fang Zong again, he couldn't help but have a little more appreciation in his eyes.

"In this battle, Meng Fang won!"

Fang Zong bowed to Han Da Niu and said, "Concession!" and then walked out of the ring with a light smile.

Han Da Niu didn't have a second injury except for his arm, Fang Zong's main attack was focused on the first punch, and Han Da Niu was blinded with one punch, taking advantage of Han Da Niu's momentary confusion, he was able to kick him out with one kick, and that kick was more of a thrust, so there was no harm.

It's just that such a defeat still makes Han Daniu very angry.

"Hmph, you kid, Uncle Ben remembered!" Han Da Niu snorted coldly.