Chapter 85 Wanton

Boom!

As if falling from a high altitude, Fang Yuan was shocked and opened his eyes.

"Whoever realizes the big dream first, I know it all my life!"

He looked at the surrounding environment, it was dark and deep, with craggy rocks and no sunlight, like the bottom of a deep valley, he couldn't help laughing: "Unexpectedly, after falling into a dream this time, I can instantly awaken my true self!"

After falling into a dream, the five aggregates are all delusional, and it is very difficult for ordinary people to wake up. Even if it is a coincidence, and occasionally wakes up, it will not happen again and again. Now that Fang Yuan has achieved this, it is a great improvement.

"Well... here is..."

Looking at the puddle of flesh and blood beside him, and the faint exclamation from the cliff above, Fang Yuan looked at his body, and suddenly had a clear understanding: "Is it the world from last time? And continue at that time?"

Since he had already measured the flow of time, he was calm and unhurried at this time, regardless of the mess around him, and sat cross-legged directly, thinking about his current situation.

"Ordinary people's dreams... must be bizarre and difficult to measure. Dreamers are also like this at the beginning, but I am different! My first dream is so stable? The world system is complete?"

Even if it is a fantasy world, it still has a bit of absurd taste, but it can be justified on the surface, and it can continue to work, which is a great improvement!

According to what Layman Wenxin said in the Jade Slips, for ordinary dreamers to achieve this step and construct a relatively complete world, it often takes several years of hard work!

"This... is either because of my extraordinary talent, or because the master has actually secretly taught me to practice in my dream, during the tea ceremony?"

"However, the world imagined is illusory after all. The so-called power system and the way of cultivating immortals are completely bullshit! Put it in Qinghe County, even a warrior in the first three levels can't be fooled!"

Since everything is an illusion, how can there be reality?

Fang Yuan just recalled the exercises given by Xia Qingyun's lower court, and felt very ridiculous.

"Dreams are transformed from virtual to real, and the rules will inevitably become closer to the real world... This is a big project, and it is even more impossible for me now!"

Fang Yuan tilted his head and thought for a while, no longer entangled, looked around, and slowly climbed up along a gap.

The cliff was steep, and the slanting wind was like a knife. Fortunately, there were thick vines growing on the rock wall. After the wind and rain, it was already like an iron chain, easily supporting his weight.

"Hoo hoo..."

After climbing up the cliff, Fang Yuan took a few breaths, then shook his head: "Although I can't change the outside world at this time, or even improve my own cultivation, my 'existence' can't be changed by anyone, because this is my dream , I am the master, no matter how low the authority is, I can refresh my own state and maintain my existence!"

"Now... it's time to try to influence the surroundings and finally correct the world!"

"That brainless method of refining qi, I still have to pick it up and practice!"

The method of cultivating immortals in the Qianyuan world is very simple, that is, one needs to be superior to others, use the immortal bones in the body to absorb the spiritual energy of the void, improve step by step, and finally successfully build a foundation.

Originally, when he was intoxicated, Fang Yuan set himself up to use up the immortal veins, and he would definitely not be able to sense the aura's physique.

But at this time?

With a thought in his mind, there was a wave of waves in the air, and a trace of cool breath was pulled in, along the back of his neck, and penetrated straight to the spine.

"call……"

Not long after, Fang Yuan opened his eyes and let out a breath of white air: "The first level of Qi Refining, is it done? Why does it feel similar to the 12th level of the Golden Lock Building? It's also... I have absorbed a lot of knowledge from me, and I still have a lot of knowledge. There are memories from another world..."

"I don't know how good the aptitude for blessing myself is under my mind at this time? How is it compared to those geniuses?"

This place is the Qingyun Mountain Range, where the Lower Court is located, and the aura is extremely abundant.

After Fang Yuan succeeded in refining Qi, he felt a little reluctant to leave, and simply entered the cultivation state again.

Hoo hoo!

As the breeze blows, a slight white mist emerges, gathering towards Fang Yuan.

In front of him, the so-called thirteenth stage of Qi refining immediately became like a child's play.

Second floor!

the third floor!

The fourth floor!

In just an instant, Fang Yuan broke through the fifth level and reached the middle stage of Qi refining.

"Does it seem normal?"

He touched his arm, a little speechless: "It seems that in my subconscious mind, the magic power of the immortal cultivators in this world is not outstanding for the growth of the physical body. The key lies in the talisman, the spell, and the magic weapon. !"

"Senior Brother Liu, this is the place!"

Suddenly, there was a flash of inspiration in several places in the sky, and a group of people drove a flying magic weapon in the shape of a giant leaf to the top of Fang Yuan's head. The first few were dogs on the cliff.

Seeing Fang Yuan at this time, his eyes immediately turned red: "It's Fang Yuan who killed the young master, you have to decide for us!"

"Senior Brother Liu, please be careful. This NPC is weird. He had his arm cut off before, but he recovered somehow. He is a first-class monster!"

"Even if this person jumps off a cliff and survives, so what if he has a weirdness? Our senior brother Liu Zhou has perfected his energy and is about to condense the genius seed of Gangsha! He is dressed in a glazed fairy bone and is ranked 397th on the mainland fairy list. The achievements are limitless!"

...

Hoo hoo!

The magic weapon landed, and a handsome young man came down from above, with star eyebrows and sword eyes, and a blue spiritual robe that was well-cut and glowing faintly.

Fang Yuan felt ashamed when he saw such a proud son of heaven, but now he looked calm and didn't feel anything.

"You are Fang Yuan? I am Liu Zhou! These fellow disciples have accused you of murdering the young Lord Han Hai and pushing him off the cliff, leaving no bones left. Can you plead guilty?"

When the young man saw Fang Yuan, he frowned, obviously seeing that this good-for-nothing was very different from usual.

Especially when he just came up from the bottom of the cliff, when he saw the young master who had turned into a puddle of flesh, and compared it with Fang Yuan who was unharmed, he immediately felt that the other party was unfathomable.

"So what if you recognize it? So what if you don't recognize it?"

Fang Yuan couldn't help laughing, thinking it was very interesting.

'Everything in the dream is actually the evolution of my subconscious mind. In other words, conquering the dream... Is it the process of subduing the mind, completely controlling the true self, and cultivating the state of mind? '

"you……"

Liu Zhou squinted his eyes, suddenly felt that Fang Yuan was very dangerous at this moment.

Because he couldn't see the slightest fear on this young man's face! This is simply an impossible thing.

Ordinary teenagers, who have been caught doing bad things, always have a sense of anxiety, and then they are frightened by the Zongfa law, and they will immediately confess everything.

But the person in front of him is calm and calm, as if he is no more than an ant, and he is the master of the sect!

good! That's how it feels!

Liu Zhou's eyes lit up, and Fang Yuan felt a little more disgusted immediately.

"Bold! Capture him quickly!"

He shouted coldly, and a small jade sword artifact flew out of his cuff, and died like a snake in mid-air, extremely nimble, swallowing the sword light.

"Magic artifact!"

"A real flying sword weapon!"

Several low-ranking disciples exclaimed one after another, and it was even more unimaginable that the senior brother even used such a magical weapon just to deal with an ordinary useless firewood!

"Huh? This person has murderous intentions?!"

Under the magic weapon, the most sensitive one is naturally Fang Yuan.

Feeling the mountain-like pressure and the terrifying spiritual pressure sword energy on the flying sword, he couldn't help but sneer: "You think I've insulted my self-esteem by ignoring him?"

As soon as I thought of this, the killing intent in my heart also surged out.

In the real Qinghe County, he might still be a little scrupulous, but at this moment he laughed loudly: "Ant-like things, dare to kill me? It seems that today, the entire Qingyun Lower Court will be bloody because of you!" Flow like a river!"

In the way of cultivation, what one seeks is the understanding of one thought.

Once here, what if we become enemies with the entire world and the world of cultivating immortals? It's just a dream!

"There are too many constraints in reality, and the warrior's mind is dusty, how to break through?"

Fang Yuan suddenly realized: "But in the dream, I am the only one who kills and burns if I want to. If I have a good thought, I will give birth to a Buddha for all families. If I have a bad thought, I will become the king of the Ming Dynasty. It’s the best place to cultivate your mind!”

Thinking of this, he immediately stopped hesitating and rushed towards Liu Zhou.

"Hmph! You're stubborn!"

Seeing Fang Yuan rushing towards him, Liu Zhou had a mocking smile on his face.

How can mere mortal martial arts be able to deal with the elder brother of the Lower Court who has already refined his Qi and has a magic weapon in his hand?

"Qing Ming! Kill!"

He pointed at Fang Yuan, and the flying sword magic weapon in mid-air suddenly turned into a blue light, which suddenly fell straight down, like a long rainbow penetrating the sun, passing through Fang Yuan's chest at a lightning speed.

puff!

Amidst the bloody flowers, a big hole appeared in Fang Yuan's chest.

But he didn't even frown. Under the control of self-consciousness, even the pain was reduced to the minimum. He came to Liu Zhou and said, "Black Sand Eagle Claw Hand!"

boom!

With one palm, Liu Zhou's figure flew upside down, but Fang Yuan stopped suddenly, with a trace of doubt on his face.

"Evil... demon!"

Liu Zhou turned over and got up, looking at the shimmering vestment on his body, he was terrified in his heart, and there was a trace of fear in his eyes when he looked at Fang Yuan: "What the hell are you?!"

Even an immortal cultivator at the Golden Core Stage would not be so indifferent as to have a big hole in his chest.

Now he no longer regards Fang Yuan as his previous disciple at all, but an extremely frightening—undead monster!

"Magic weapon defense?"

Fang Yuan looked at his right hand, but complained silently: "I didn't expect that I would have such a setting, it's really causing trouble for myself..."

While sighing, he suddenly stepped forward and came to Liu Zhou's side again.

"Ah...don't come here!"

Facing the evil thing that couldn't be killed by magical weapons and whose spells were ineffective, Liu Zhou retreated again and again, and finally looked in horror at the trace of spiritual power emerging from Fang Yuan's hand.

"Even a magic weapon has a limit!"

Fang Yuan didn't care about the flying sword outside, anyway, no matter how many times it stabbed him, he would immediately return to his original state. Instead, one punch after another kept obliterating the vestment of the person in front of him.

Click!

Finally, under Liu Zhou's terrified gaze, his cassock shattered, Fang Yuan's paw stamped his forehead, and his head turned into a lump of paste.