Carefree Path of Dreams

"Fang Yuan?"

The man has been thinking for a moment, and he has never heard of this name.

God swept away and found that Fang Yuan’s breath was weak, as if he really only had the first look of refining, and he couldn’t help but recover a few points: “Where are you? Why are you so degraded, we dare to call us a little doll, but we are bold Quite big!"

"This ancestor is 100 years old, how about calling you a little doll?"

Fang Yuan's eyes turned over, and suddenly there was some old-fashioned autumn phase: "I see your body's meaning of boiling gold, the cultivation should be a sword. Unfortunately, the qualification is blunt, it is a mess. With blood sacrifice sword, lost pure, even if found No amount of anger can break through!"

One law pass, Wanfatong.

At this time, his realm was extremely high, and his high-rise building was full of fire and eyes. At the same time, this little monk was invisible.

"Hey, Zhang Shixiong's blood sacrifice method is the secret of this door, you don't talk nonsense!"

The female repair is a step forward, not good at it.

"Hey... female doll hair is long and short, and knows what? With blood sacrifice sword, although it can reach the point of humanity, but it is best to use the heart of the blood, it is not good, the tip of the blood can also make do, but unfortunately, you The brothers are only willing to use fingertips blood, although the ten fingers are connected to the heart, but it is said that the fingertips can be equal to the blood of the heart, but it is also a joke! In the long run, when the sword is in use, there must be a three-point bloodlessness..."

Fang Yuan said with a smile.

"Predecessors can see this point... the younger generation Zhang Feng, see the predecessors!"

The young Zhang Feng has no doubts, but he will bow down and bow.

At this time, he has already regarded Fang Yuan as an old monster of a game dust.

"As for your female doll... The practice of meditation is chilly, and it doesn't match the physique. Every day, I am afraid it will be a bit unprofitable!"

Fang Yuan blinked his eyes and said, shaking his head.

"What... what?"

The female repairs were like thunder, and there was a burst of red on the face. It was also a salute: "Zhu Mei has seen the predecessors, before the offense, but also the predecessors!"

"No problem!"

Fang Yuan swayed his hand: "The ancestors like to travel around the world, point to the edge... Where is this?"

"This place is near the river in the mountains of the Shu State. Both Zhu and I are the gatekeepers of Tianhe Zong!"

Although Zhang Feng is somewhat surprised, he still replied respectfully.

"Tianhe Zong?! I have not heard of..."

Seeing the temperament of these two young people is still repairing, Fang Yuan will conclude that this sect is not so strong, and shakes his head directly.

Seeing this, Zhang Feng and Zhu Mei’s face have a glimmer of color: "This ancestor only preached in the country, and the predecessors were afraid that they would not be the people of Laos. It was normal to have never heard of it..."

"Well, my ancestors have a life, and they have a fate! You meet me, it is your fate!"

Fang Yuan smiled and said: "I can point you to one or two!"

“Thank you for your predecessors!”

Seeing this, Zhang Feng and Zhu Mei’s face immediately showed a hint of joy.

After a while, the three people accompanied each other. This pair of brothers and sisters was a saddle horse, a predecessor, and Fang Yuan was so confused that he could not even distinguish between the southeast and the northwest.

In the subsequent instructions, it is even more unknowingly leaking out many information such as its own exercises and the distribution of surrounding forces.

After all, Fang Yuan is a dream teacher, and he has reached the peak of his efforts in playing with the hearts of the people.

Even if you are seriously injured now, as long as you use your magical powers, you can even make these two juniors into a illusion and sell yourself.

Of course, this is just two small characters, and it is not worth it.

‘It’s really a spiritual world here, a world dominated by Xiu Xian, mixed with Shinto! ’

‘The world is infinitely vast, and its kingdoms are everywhere. The sects are located above the nations. Below the Yuanshen, they are all self-cultivators. Only the more talented people can be vertical and horizontal? ’

‘The distribution of the forces in the world, there are thirty-three major factions, seventy-two middle schools, the rest of the small gates are countless...and the magical gates, and even the Shinto forces...’

......

Not long after, the intelligence of the entire spiritual world gathered in the mind of Fang Yuan, turning into a complete context.

"Oh... In the ancient times, it was the real cultivation of the immortality! Many saints appeared, and the method of the people was like the dragon. The immortals came out in an endless stream... But later, I didn’t know what was going on, but the aura was getting thinner and thinner until five thousand years. Before, the thirty-three major factions decided to work together to develop the lower world, and to supplement their origins, it was a little better..."

Zhang Feng said with emotion.

However, Fang Yuanmu is a flash of light, thinking more: ‘Aura is thin, is it before that it was harvested? The latter part of the development of the lower world, in fact, is the same as the Mongolian world, but the prey is more advanced. ’

The Mengge world is the plane of absorption and digestion, but the spiritual world is engulfing the world!

Even, it will specifically target the target, and the bait will be lured, just like the aura of the earth star world, the spirit king comet.

"Just, this kind of big event is also accompanied by danger!"

Fang Yuan lamented: "Once you fail, the consequences may be unimaginable!"

"Isn't it?"

Zhu Mei suddenly interface: "I heard that not long ago, a battle of the hunting world initiated by Xuan Tianpai, failed, not only failed, but also more ruined, red clouds ancestor, five ghosts scattered, Baihua fairy ... many famous monks, all Lost in the lower bound, I don’t know if I live or die."

Fang Yuan’s heart could not help but jump.

The familiar name of the red cloud ancestor listened to the ear and immediately made him know that the defeated battle that the other party said was the battle to capture the world of the Earth!

In that battle, if he did not act decisively, he would drive the tiger to swallow the wolf, and then lead the deterrent of the demon world, the spiritual world would not recede so quickly.

‘Speaking, when the spiritual world retreated, he did not hesitate. Perhaps he had suffered a big loss in the hands of the demons. Even so will the aura decay? ’

He thought quietly, not long after, he came to a waterfall.

"Come on, we are the realist's square market!"

Zhang Feng proudly leads the way: "When we are in the city, we must invite our seniors to have a good drink, and hope that the seniors will appreciate it!"

Through communication, he already knows that this monk opposite is not a cruel and killing person.

In addition, there are many important things in the cultivation that need to be consulted, so the temper is very good.

"Alright!"

Fang Yuan smiled at the jaws and watched Zhang Fengyi produce a symbol, separated the waterfall, and showed a passage.

In fact, the reason why these two comprehensions are so matched is that he secretly exerts the influence of the spiritual imprint.

A group of three people walked along the passage and soon came to a market.

The realist city, this is also a feature in the spiritual world, organized by scattered or family sects, dedicated to the interpreter.

The most important way of trading here is to use barter. Of course, there are also crystals, spirits, etc., which serve as general equivalents.

‘If I have nothing to do, I can live in the city for a while, quietly restore my strength, and then inquire about intelligence...’

Fang Yuan looked at the stalls on both sides and could not help but sink in his heart.

His real realm is to use the source of power. Even if it is placed in the spiritual world, it is not the same as a small one.

At this time, the dragon is in the Yuan, as long as it silently waits for recovery, there is much to be done.

"Predecessors please!"

Thinking about it, Zhang Feng and Zhu Mei have already led him to a restaurant in the city. Zhang Feng personally went to the position of Zhang Luo. When he sat down, he waved his hand: "Take out the treasures in the store, don't let it go. !"

Immediately, turned his face again, with a hint of flattering smile: "Predecessors... This small shop has a good reputation in the vicinity, and the spirits and spirits have different flavors, so don't give more!"

"Haha, look at your enthusiasm, the ancestors took this goodwill!"

Fang Yuan smiled a little, and secretly calculated that the man’s leaked out of the basics, to make up for him one or two, to mention two sentences, but it is not difficult.

Well, he used to have nothing to do, and to promote the practice of Yuanling Yangqi, placed in the spiritual world, the grades will not be too low, can be a man into a fairy!

“Thank you for your predecessors!!”

Zhang Feng and Zhu Mei were overjoyed, coincided with the small two-end fruit plate, the red jujube, and the blue pears, all of which were fragrant.

"This fire jujube and green pear are all sacred species, containing the essence of aura, seniors please!"

‘It seems that there are also planting techniques in this world, that is, I don’t know what level I have reached. ’

Fang Yuan picked up a fire jujube and took a bite. It felt like a pure and aura that went down the throat and went straight into the lungs. He could not help but nod: "Sure!"

With this aura, the spirit of the Yuanling, which he has been migrating, is also a shock, and he has completed the third layer of cultivation.

With attribute abilities, all kinds of caps are forever, and the speed of rebuilding is as fast as scary.

"My skill of the Yuan Ling, the first layer is born out of nothing, the root of creation, the second is the aura, the third is the realm of spirituality! Of course, in this world, I do not know how to divide. ”

"Hey, if you are a predecessor of immortality, how can you see this product? Zhang Feng, Zhu Mei, you two are deceived and don't know, it's funny!"

At this moment, a voice next to it suddenly came in.

Zhang Feng looked at the past, suddenly looked ugly: "Li Han?!"

This is the opposite of his ancestral door, the same martyrdom, and even vaguely press him.

At this time, Li Han strode forward, with a sneer in his eyes: "You two, it is really a shame to the door, wait for me to cook this person, then dispose of you!"

The aura of Fang Yuan’s body is really nothing, just like ordinary people. It’s no wonder that he is wrong at a glance.

"Oh? Do you want to dispose of me?"

Fang Yuan did not sit still, and the eyes appeared in the eyes, suddenly reached out and grabbed.

Huh!

Aura gathers, and a translucent big hand appears in the void to make the same action.

A flying sword in the hands of Li Han suddenly screamed, like a piece of iron on the ground.

"Yuan... the power of the gods?"

Li Han stepped back and shivered in his voice: "You are the real person of the gods?!"