At that time, neither of them had discovered that something was wrong with Fang Guiyuan, otherwise there would not be anything wrong with the above chapters.

Just when the two of them had solved the illusion and their good friends were holding hands and wanted to go to Mulius for revenge, Fang Daochang's legs suddenly became weak, his head was dizzy, and he fell to the ground straightforwardly.

At the same time, Fang Dao Chang frowned, understanding that things were not simple.

He grabbed Chen Jiu and stretched out his arm to help him, and shouted, "Old Chen, my three spirits, my three spirits have been left in that illusion!"

"What?!" Chen Jiu also exclaimed in surprise, "Why did you only find out now?!"

Three souls and seven spirits are such an important thing, why is Fang Guiyuan so careless, it took so long to react?!

Even the old wine was so anxious that he wanted to slap him!

Daoist Fang also felt frightened and aggrieved, "How could I have thought of such a thing?!"

Chen Jiu grabbed his shoulder and urged him, "Don't waste time talking nonsense on me now, hurry up and tell me what you experienced in the illusion world?

"I, I just used the Huangliang pillow book to help me get out......" Fang Daochang said eagerly.

Compared to the experience of old wine, Fang Guiyuan's luck was quite good, at least he didn't become another race.

In the illusion, Fang Daochang originally wanted to diligently plant the land for a lifetime, but first encountered harsh taxes and miscellaneous taxes, as well as officials who came to the people's homes to fish for oil and water, and then encountered natural and man-made disasters, and was forced to leave his hometown and become a homeless person, from this stage, Fang Guiyuan is almost the same as Chen Jiu.

However, Fang Daochang belonged to the peasant class at that time, and he was not a good match for the landlord class like Chen Jiu, and even if he had the opportunity, he only had the ability to farm.

But Fang Daochang doesn't just follow the routine, sometimes he also thinks about such profound philosophical questions as "who am I", "where do I come from", and "where am I going".

Then slowly, Fang Lao Nong remembered his identity as "Fang Guiyuan".

But he didn't think about it completely, and his thoughts as an old farmer were still there, so his IQ was weakened to a certain extent, so in the case of eagerness to break the illusion, Fang Lao Nong took out the book on the pillow of Huangliang.

It came out smoothly in no time.

But who would have thought that there would be such sequelae?!

Chen Jiu was speechless for him!

He let go of his hand and pushed Fang Dao Chang by the way, "You can figure out your own soul by yourself, hurry up and find it back!

After cultivating to the end, the basic three souls and seven spirits of a person will gradually become stronger, and even merge into one, becoming the "primordial spirit" of the cultivator.

The special thing about the Yuan Shen is not only that it is stronger than the soul, but also that the Yuan Shen will not have an impact on thinking after it is scattered.

If the monk's primordial spirit is dispersed, each one has the potential to regrow and differentiate into a new "complete soul".

So it's all like this, Fang Guiyuan can still lose a few copies of his soul, and he can also be called capable.

"Alas...... It's also strange that I wasn't sober at that time, otherwise I wouldn't have taken out the book on the pillow so casually, and it was okay to spend more time on my own skills. "Daoist Fang can't say that he has much remorse, even if he sighs, he hasn't stopped.

Then he took out the book on the pillow again, protected the Dharma by Chen Jiu, and entered his scattered place with peace of mind.

Then I met Wang Boao.

Wang Boao lived like that, and Fang Daochang looked very embarrassed.

After all, Wang Boao is his three spirits, which can be called Fang Guiyuan, and his life experience is also close to the comprehensive ...... of Fang Guiyuan's three lives.

If it weren't for the fact that he had seen so many people he had met in this, if he hadn't seen his stupid self before, Fang Daochang would not have had a little sense of choice to let Wang Boao continue to mingle, waiting for the day when he remembered his identity, instead of forcibly taking him out.

The time here for a few hundred years doesn't have much impact on the outside.

The pampered self, his own pair of loving parents who have a huge age difference, and Wang San'er, who has been whipped a lot by himself to the point of being at a critical juncture, but stretched out a life-saving hand to himself, and even those hawkers who set up stalls, the picture of the spring palace peeked when he was pregnant with a young man, and the small toys that were secretly hidden, Fang Daochang remembered them one by one.

On the contrary, those opponents who had forced themselves to the point of life and death, or the comrades-in-arms who fought with them, their faces fell into Fang Daochang's eyes a little blurred.

Fang Guiyuan followed Wang Boao for more than ten years, sighing, but he looked away a little.

In other words, Wang Boao, who has experienced the baptism of suffering, saw it.

"This time can barely be regarded as a blessing in disguise, but I have a good look at my life!" Fang Guiyuan sighed.

Chen Jiu rolled his eyes at him while sorting out the things that might be used in a fight, "If you have time to sigh, it's better to go find someone with me earlier!

Then he put his things away, stretched out his short legs, and walked briskly.

After all, out of the illusion, Chen Jiu turned into a child again, wouldn't this make Chen Jiubai, who had gotten rid of the negative state, happy? !

I'll have to take another arm off that dumb man!

Chen Jiu raised his hand angrily and beckoned the flying sword, jumped up and beckoned to the Fang Dao Leader who was dragging behind, "Old Fang, you can hurry up for me!"

"Hey, it's coming!" Fang Daochang also rolled up his sleeves and followed.

This time, the two of them finally made their way to Mulouus' lair unimpeded.

Inside the castle, Muluus, who had been quietly observing the reactions of the two after falling into the illusion, suddenly changed his face and stood up suddenly, and even the chair was knocked to the ground by this action.

Alcohol nervously looked at Muluus, whose expression had changed drastically.

"How so?" murmured Mulius, "is there something that resonates with them in their hands?"

He is a very qualified scholar, the kind that pays attention to research for 10,000 years, and he has not put down the grievances and grievances with Chen Jiu Fang Guiyuan, even if Chen Jiu catches him and wants to beat him into a dog, he will follow him, and he has already prepared a spare body for himself with the finished alchemy.

But why did the ink, which had never allowed him to study thoroughly, react so violently at a certain point in time?!

Mulius' eyes narrowed slightly, and he re-sealed the ink, then stepped out of the room and into the outside.

Adelaide almost cried out excitedly when he saw him appear, but the vampire's tear ducts were useless, and it was useless to squeeze for a long time, so he could only say to Muluus miserably: "Master, those two people are only five hundred meters away from the castle!"

Muluus answered, and instead of showing the panicked and eager expression of Adelaide's fantasy, he calmly arranged for him to prepare what he needed to meet his guests, like an old nobleman who had known the news for a long time.

"My honorable one is coming, Adelaide, and help me prepare everything to welcome them. ”