Chapter 42: Resurrection in turn, the shadow of the past

"Someone!" was silent for a moment, and slowly walked back to his room before he shouted. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"The county lord. "A maid walked in, it was a second-order qi refining cultivator. As a general, even if it is a maid around him, he is also a big master.

"Come here, you go and do something for me. Li Xiu Yu beckoned, and the maid immediately came over with her ear, and only after she understood did she get up and leave.

"Is it really you?" said Xiu Yu a little unconvinced.

It's not that Li Xiu Yu believes in Fang Yuan's person, but in her cognition, with such a powerful power, even the immortals have fallen a lot in that small world, how can such a powerful figure look down on the current human race and make a move against her at ninety-three.

She didn't believe it, and she didn't think there was anything worth watching on Ninety-Three.

Li Xiu Yu closed his eyes, and couldn't help but open them, wanting to look out and find Fang Yuan's location, but he pressed it down and suppressed his impatience.

She didn't want to, and she didn't want to see, what she didn't want to see, even if it was just a possibility.

Let's talk about it tomorrow, there will be an answer. Li Xiu persuaded himself over and over again.

It opened up a new horizon for myself and looked at the world from another perspective, which is preaching and teaching, and it is not much worse. The grace of teaching the Dharma should be a teacher of karma. Even though Fang Yuan didn't say anything, years of education still made Li Xiu Yu do it.

Sitting upright on the chair, sitting in front of Xiu Yu, closing his eyes and contemplating, waiting.

"Uh, am I that great?"

Fang Yuan sensed Lixiu's thoughts, and couldn't help but laugh: "You are like this, it makes me very embarrassed, I just use you as a guinea pig to verify my cultivation." ”

"But, then again, it's a good idea to preach. It's a waste of time to find the guinea pigs yourself and arrange project trials. It is better to take in more disciples, teach them the Tao and teach them, and arrange some cultivation routes for each of them, which is a good way. Fang Yuan nodded, dissatisfied that he hadn't thought of this method before.

If the master has something, the disciple will obey him.

If the master wants to verify his own practice, the disciples naturally have to pay a lot for it.

Besides, my deity is a perfect immortal, and my shot must be a high-quality product, how can I give you the wrong trick. What I need to verify is naturally that it has been deduced hundreds of millions of times, but someone needs to test it for themselves, and clinical data is needed.

Junior disciple, what is there worth valuing to me?

I have the light of Da Luo, before Da Luo, all the roads were paved, and there was no need to be like that Tianyunzi, who had no way forward, and then went crazy and took disciples to accumulate.

The disciples of the deity only need to practice with peace of mind, absolutely yes!

Something really went wrong, the deity is definitely more anxious than you!

The more Fang Yuan thought about it, the more satisfied he became, looking forward to the future prospects.

The old man is finally going to do Hongjun Ancestor's own work! Preaching 3,000 customers? How is this enough! How can it start with 300 million!

"Hehe, good disciple! Ancestor, let's prepare for this, and pass on your Dafa tomorrow. Fang Yuan smiled, glancing at the one-and-a-half-inch vortex in his hand, his brows furrowed slightly.

It's a nuisance.

If you don't handle it well, it's easy to bury other sprouts.

Well, there you have it!

I reset this small world and cut off the connection between inside and outside, so all kinds of implications were cut off, and the national fortune collapsed because of this, so that kind of thing happened.

Well, set up a world barrier to comb in and out, reject the external forces of the national movement, and forcibly expel it, just as a kind of rebound, according to the various performances of the little girl when she self-destructs, as a template to extend, small meaning.

I also want to retrieve the little girl's past, which is in the palace in the national fortune, which is also trivial.

Although it is the idea of the unity of hundreds of millions of people, the realm gap between the two sides cannot be bridged by simple numbers.

At the beginning, on the road in the Flood Desolate Continent, I walked fifty miles, which is 100,000 times the power of an ordinary immortal! In front of me, the immortals are all scum! Ordinary true immortals are not enough to see!

My origin is a mixed vitality, and there is also the power of Da Luo to take care of it, even an ordinary true immortal can't beat it, why fight against the dead who was not in the state and didn't exert his strength at that time because of all kinds of considerations!

Fang Yuan chuckled and raised his hand, grabbing it lightly into the air, a little bit of light flowed, and a phantom of purple qi appeared, trembling and flickering, and the form became clear little by little.

Pieces of light and shadow circulate on it, and then precipitate, which is the memory of day by day and year by year, which is rubbed and engraved here. A little bit of wisdom flickered, coming out of the void of national fortune, it was also engraved on it, and it was fused together by Fang Yuan with great mana, echoing with that purple qi, resonating with each other, connecting into a whole, and reshaping the personality.

Borrowing the origin template stored in the national fortune, Fang Yuan did not alarm anyone or any existence, and quietly reshaped the will of the ninety-three county lords and integrated them into that spirit.

After all, even the vision blessed on Li Xiu Yu's body is able to peep at every move here without any movement, if it weren't for the emperor hearing her self-talk and noticing the following situation, he wouldn't have been able to know at all, after all, Li Xiu Yu only got her vision, and she didn't have other senses.

She was able to be silent from Xiu Yan, let alone Fang Yuan herself, who was far above her.

easily reshaped those little soldiers and pawns, erased the memories that they didn't need, and threw them into this small world.

It's done.

Well, everything is ready, just throw it somewhere.

Thinking like this, Fang Yuan flicked his fingers, and a streamer of light shuttled through the void, turning into a small pearl, landing on the shallows of the lake, quietly waiting for someone to come here to find it.

"What should you do?" Fang Yuan looked at the illusory shadow in his hand, a little hesitant, this was naturally the spirit of the ninety-three county lords, and it had not yet been stuffed together.

The qualifications of the ninety-three county lord are still good, he is a good seedling, well, a good guinea pig reserve, and he is expected to officially advance to the guinea pig. Now that it's been decided and it's happened again, how can you miss it!

Well, give back all your memories.

Look at you, in the face of such irresistible and powerless events, what choices will you make? Let me also learn from how to deal with these powerless things.

In life, there are always many powerless things.

Like your resurrection, like my crossing, how can it really be, you yourself are really in charge!

With the light of Da Luo, Fang Yuan faintly had such a feeling, and at the end of his disappeared and vague memories, there was a shadow.

That's the shadow of a big Luo!