Chapter 234 Sword Formation

real dream.

As the foundation of the Xusheng dream master, Fang Yuan's self-dream is very narrow, no more than eight feet high, and no more than ten feet around.

"Xusheng's cultivation is the cultivation of real dreams. One day, this place will grow into a real world!"

In the center of heaven and earth, Fang Yuan's true self consciousness emerged, pointing to the sky with one hand and pressing the ground with the other.

Crash!

Meng Yuanli rushes and howls, constantly scouring the boundary of the real dream.

In the waves of washing, the chaos of the outside world is pushed away, and the real dream continues to expand, but this speed is very slow.

"The road to holiness is long and bumpy. I don't know how much effort it will take to reach the final stage of manifesting the holiness!"

Seeing this, Fang Yuan couldn't help sighing.

After the daily compulsory homework, he stepped out and came to an open space.

"Dream Soldiers, at the beginning, mainly focused on manifesting magical weapons, supplemented by martial arts skills. In the end, they used the way of training soldiers to interpret the world... In fact, they started with the rules of weapons, and then mastered them. The road ruled by the world! Any dream master route leads to the same goal!"

"My master's secret biography is called the Eight Gates Sword Formation. It combines a part of the formation and the essence of martial arts. It is extremely powerful. It is based on the Eight Gates and Eight Trigrams. It follows the sky and the earth, and the changes are endless!"

Fang Yuan had already read the Jade Slips of Layman Juexin's inheritance many times. At this moment, a series of formulas flashed in his heart, without any stagnation.

He sat cross-legged first, his spiritual thoughts pierced through the void, and re-accumulated the previously consumed dream energy.

When the energy and spirit recovered to the peak, Fang Yuan stood up and suddenly shouted: "Eight Gates Sword Formation, get up!"

Whoosh!

The sword light surged!

All kinds of blue, red, and golden sword lights gathered, colorfully flickering, sharp and compelling, and suddenly fell to the ground, forming eight hazy sword shadows in the center of the real dream.

As soon as the sword array came out, the atmosphere of the entire space suddenly changed, it seemed to be solidified a lot, with a sense of sharpness.

"In the beginning, it was just paving the way, not even a magic weapon... It's just a painted skin!"

Fang Yuan looked at the illusory sword shadows, and shook his head: "The eight-door sword formation is a great achievement, that is the master's cultivation level at the peak period, and it is already difficult for me to manifest a magic weapon now, okay? In this sword formation, eight swords do not necessarily need to gather together, one, two, or three magic weapons can also exert their power!"

He turned his gaze to the south, with a solemn expression.

There, under a red cloud, the red sword energy is like a pillar of heaven, and the phantom of a divine sword in the center is uncertain and confused.

"Zhengnan is Li, and Li is Fire! It is the sword of Fire! It is the easiest to gather in the eight-door sword array! For me, it is also the best starting position!"

Fang Yuan's solar eclipse flame jade crystal rice has the most abundant fire element power in his body, which is naturally helpful in practicing the fire sword.

"Nanfang Lihuo, listen to my orders, the sword of fire, gather!"

All the light shot out of his eyes, gathering on the crimson sword pillar.

Crash!

The smoky sea of ​​dream energy gathered and poured continuously into the Pillar of Fire Elements, and the fiery sword solidified immediately, and began to truly manifest itself.

This sword is three feet three inches long. The body of the sword is red, with simple and mysterious patterns. The hilt is like a fire dragon entrenched. The whole sword is like a flame burning, with a hint of green in the center.

At this time, the originally illusory sword shadow had a three-point solid taste.

"one tenth?"

After a long time, Meng Yuan's power was exhausted, Fang Yuan looked at the sword shadow, but his face showed joy.

Naturally, it is not an easy matter to manifest a divine weapon.

What is done at this time is just a rudimentary form, which still needs to be polished slowly.

Even if the eight spiritual swords gather and the sword array is built, it is still a huge project to break away from the real dream and materialize into reality.

The road to manifesting the Holy Spirit has a long way to go!

Fortunately, every time a sword appears, Meng Bingshi's cultivation level will undergo earth-shaking changes. When the last eight swords gather together, it will be even more shocking, crying ghosts and gods.

"The eight-door sword array is divided into classes according to the number of divine weapons. From the most basic one sword, two swords, and finally the eight swords form the sword array. The evolution of the world, one step at a time, the road ahead is clear !"

Fang Yuan touched his chin: "It feels somewhat similar to Wu Zong's theory of spiritual veins!"

Among Tongmai Martial Sects, it is also divided into fine classes based on the number of condensed spiritual veins, each with different combat power.

"After hearing that spirit masters can connect Yuan, what they practice is to penetrate the spirit aperture!"

"Other dream master paths are roughly the same, and can be divided into eight or even nine realms..."

Reminiscent of the news from the recent acquisition, Fang Yuan was no longer confused about the path of cultivation in Tongyuan Realm.

But all practitioners major in Yuanli!

Once you break into the Juyuan Realm at the beginning, you will be considered to have truly embarked on the path of cultivation and start to transcend the ordinary and become holy.

At this step, martial arts is Martial Sect, Fatu is Spiritualist, and Dream Dao is Dream Master.

And the second step is that Wu Zong Tongmai, Lingshi Tongyuanqiao, and Mengshi are different, but generally have about nine levels.

"The third final step should be to return to the origin and seek the true meaning and source of the origin force. In martial arts, it is the completion of the spiritual veins and the condensing of the holy body. The soul masters do not know, but the dream masters should be manifested as saints! "

"Ninth level Tongyuan level, the strength of each level is also very different. Moreover, Mengshi has almost a crushing advantage over the other two..."

Fang Yuan looked at the attribute bar, and saw that after he realized this, the data on it changed immediately:

"Name: Fang Yuan

Essence: 36

Gas: 30

God: 21

Occupation: Dream Soldier

Cultivation level: Xusheng, Wuzong (Three Meridians)

Skills: Giant Eagle Iron Body Skill [Four Layers (1%)], Hundred Poisons Alchemy Body [One Refining], Eight Sword Formation [One Sword (10%)]

Specialties: Medical Skills [Level 3], Planting Techniques [Level 5]"

"In this way, the current me is the fourth level of Tongmai Martial Sect and the first level of Xusheng?"

Fang Yuan looked at it, and was a little speechless: "It's just the real combat power data, it can't be displayed yet..."

At the very least, with his cultivation base as a virtual sage, he would definitely end up being crushed when he met an ordinary Martial Ancestor with three or four veins, and the opponent would not even be able to escape.

"The main points of current cultivation are firstly to perfect the giant eagle's iron body skills, and the second is to condense the fire sword..."

This Lihuo sword is actually an interpretation of the way of fire in the world, or in other words, the condensed rules of Fang Yuan's real dream flame, which is naturally no small matter.

"In addition to slowly polishing with Meng Yuanli, it should be only in the dream world that we can find the treasures of heaven and earth that are helpful to cultivation..."

Fang Yuan nodded, then shook his head again.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, the eight-door sword array moved, and the crimson sword energy erupted, which made Fang Yuan look shocked.

When he looked up, he saw that the Lihuo Sword Pillar, which had been condensed for several minutes, stood upright, raising the entire space by half a foot in one fell swoop.

Not only that, around the dream, countless Lihuo sword qi emerged, killing Chaos, causing his real dream to expand moment by moment, and the speed was faster than using his dream energy to slowly wear it down, not only several times faster?

"This is the real way to cultivate in the dream world!"

Seeing this, Fang Yuan couldn't help sighing.

At this time, he can be regarded as truly embarking on the cultivation of the path of imaginary saints.

"With the Eight Gates Sword Array running in the middle, even if I don't preside over it, the entire real dream will continue to expand and become more solid!"

Fang Yuan deeply felt the strength of the Dream Soldiers, and couldn't help but nodded in relief.

in the real world.

This is a deep valley with lush vegetation and few people.

In an underground karst cave, Fang Yuan sat cross-legged, all Qi in his body was restrained to the limit, and suddenly opened his eyes.

"Fire sword!"

With a wave of his hand, a scarlet sword aura several feet long emerged, and he slashed out with one strike!

laugh!

On the ground, a scorched black trace spread, highly condensed into a line, extending several feet straight.

"Although the fire sword has not been condensed yet, it can already mobilize a trace of sword energy. This power is not inferior to ordinary magic weapons. The most important thing is to use your arms and fingers... In the future, you can also simply use sword energy to fight against the enemy. Maybe I How about using this method to disguise martial arts and call it the 'Eight Meridian Sword'?"

Fang Yuan rubbed his chin, and summoned up a trace of Meng Yuan Power.

After several changes, looking at the dark red mixed in it, a ray of sadness came to my heart again.

"The hidden dangers left by the Three Realms Mountain must be resolved eventually!"

As soon as he moved his mind, the whole person fell into a dream in an instant, and came to the dream world.

"Collecting information—Three Realms Mountain, Master Meng!"

Before the square stele, Fang Yuan took out the emerald token and started searching directly.

Because what he wanted was only scattered information, so the information was not expensive, but it also completely emptied his family.

"Three Realms Mountain is separated from the Three Realms, hence the name. Nine hundred years ago, Tian Xiezi, the dream master of the evil sage sect, fell here, and the dreamland turned into a fantasy world, between reality and illusion, and turned into a natural danger. Save one, there is no one in ten thousand rebels, there is no way to get close to the dream master, otherwise there will be unforeseen disasters..."

After a while, Fang Yuan's complexion suddenly changed when he looked at the contents of the information.

"No... there is nothing about the power of the shadow. The only clue is Tian Xiezi of the Xieshengmen?"

Fang Yuan had also heard of this name by chance, and was even very familiar with it.

But it's not himself, but in Yang Fan's dream!

"After becoming Colonel Yingyang, I traced the past and finally found out that the venerable green ghost is the dream master of the Xieshengmen!"

Fang Yuan's eyes were deep: "It seems...the fate with the other party cannot be easily cut off."

This kind of supernatural power is mixed in his dream power, even if it doesn't appear for a while, it will definitely become a trouble in the future!

With Fang Yuan's personality, he would never allow this time bomb to be strapped to his body.

Therefore, it is imperative to go to the evil holy gate and find the source!

"For the current me, this road is too difficult..."

Fang Yuan shook his head: "Perhaps... you can try to post a post to ask for help, looking for a way to cleanse the strange power within Meng Yuan's power... Contribution points, the most important thing is contribution points!"

After several inquiries, his contribution points have been exhausted, which can be called a bird's egg.

"We must make a big deal as soon as possible!"

He looked at the stele with deep eyes.