"Fourth Young Master, take care of yourself!"
The butler and the servants finished their execution and left triumphantly.
Fang Yuan was lying on the bed, still a little confused in his sea of consciousness.
I don't know how long it took before his "true self" finally fully awakened and accepted all of Yang Fan's memories.
"Hiss..."
Turning over slightly, he felt a burning pain on his back, which made him gasp and almost curse.
"I was beaten as soon as I woke up. This is really my luck..."
Fang Yuan shook his head and felt a little thankful: "However, if it hadn't been for this beating, I don't know when I would have awakened. Whether it was a blessing or a curse, it's really hard to say..."
He looked around, and his sea of consciousness began to spin rapidly: "Is this dream the test left by the ancestors of the Five Ghost Sect?"
"Build dreams!"
For dreamers, modifying dreams is almost instinctive.
But after Fang Yuanshi unfolded it, his expression changed wildly the next moment: "Can't proceed?"
It was then that he realized that in this world, his awakening of his true self was too slow.
"The dream master's ability has been suppressed. Is this the reason why the dream master is superior to me in the dream master's way?"
Fang Yuan looked around: "In this case, what is the difference between this dream and the real world?"
This dream was very different from the dreams Fang Yuan had experienced before.
The most important point is truth!
"The rules are probably exactly the same as those in the real world!"
His face was solemn, and he naturally knew what this meant.
"Dream manifestation is at least a realm of virtual saints! Is this dream left as a test for inheritance?"
Fang Yuan began to think carefully.
This dream is too real. If I die here, I'm afraid it won't end well.
And if you want to leave, how can you break the situation
"Besides death, there are only two ways to leave the dream: smooth and reverse. This is a foreign dream, and a dead end is never an option! The so-called 'reverse' means to control the entire dream with force, so that it can come and go naturally. But I His realm is far inferior to that of this dream master, and he is just talking nonsense!"
"Then the only way left is 'successful'! To put it bluntly, it means to have clear thoughts and fulfill certain wishes of the dream owner... Judging from the analysis of this environment, success and fame can only be achieved by left and right, big revenge must be avenged, etc... "
After lying down for a while, with the injury on his back slightly healed, Fang Yuan got up, came to the desk, and opened a book casually: "The Book of Sutras?"
Among the memories I have received, Da Qian built the country with force, and the people were strong and pragmatic. Even if they were to pass the examinations, they did not like to talk about things and just talk about articles. Instead, they preferred to learn practical things such as arithmetic, geography, people's livelihood, etc. Jurisprudence is a must.
The original owner studied hard day and night, and at this time he felt that he was 60% sure that he could pass the arithmetic exam and be released as an official.
The official imperial examination here only selects civil servants. There is no good thing about becoming an official as soon as you pass the exam. Even if you are a prime minister, you have to start from a small official step by step!
"This is Daqian... If nothing else, the system is much more advanced than that of Xia..."
Fang Yuan couldn't help but roll his eyes when he thought of the chaotic situation in Xia Zhu and other countries where clans, sects, and aristocratic families were still divided against each other.
"This dream may be the true memory of the ancestors of the Five Ghost Sect. It will be of great help to me!"
Fang Yuan thought of something else.
He originally planned to go to the Daqian Empire, but now he inherited the memory of the unlucky Yang Fan, and there was no problem with the language.
Moreover, the information this young man collected, even if it was very one-sided, was enough for him to have a relatively intuitive understanding of Daqian.
"Also, this real dream is my goal of learning and imitating!"
Fang Yuan looked at the surrounding environment and his eyes lit up again.
To be promoted to Tongyuan Xusheng, the dream master must break through the materialization level.
In order for the spirit to influence matter, consciousness to influence reality, and to realize the things in dreams, one must first adjust one's own dreams to be consistent with the real world and to comply with the rules.
This dream is the best benchmark.
"Even if there is no inheritance, it is worth having this! Of course... it would be better if there were no other two shortcomings..."
He sighed deeply.
There are also huge dangers in exploring dreams.
Death in a dream, endangering the real body, is one of them! And the second is to be completely addicted, unable to transcend, and let the physical body starve to death in the real world!
"The previous dreams, because they were all conscious worlds, could only take a glance for ten thousand years, but now this world, because it is real, the time flow rate ratio of the real world is one to one!"
Fang Yuan's expression was solemn: "In reality, my physical body is within the mist and protected by the strange square, so it should be fine. But if I were trapped here, the physical body outside would probably starve to death... In terms of time, it should be January. !Thirty days!”
He has reached the Yuanli realm and has all kinds of abilities that are unimaginable to ordinary people.
The energy in the body is abundant, and it unconsciously absorbs external supplements. Within thirty days, at least it will not die of thirst or hunger.
"But there are restrictions. Must I clear the level within thirty days? The most important thing is that you don't even give me a target, you can only let me guess by myself..."
Fang Yuan raised his middle finger to the void: "Should I really say... is it worthy of being an inheritance from the evil way?"
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Although whipping is excruciatingly painful and looks ugly, it actually doesn't hurt your muscles and bones.
After all, Yang Fan didn't make any big mistakes at this time, nor did he get caught in any trouble.
In the broken room, Fang Yuan flipped through the miscellaneous books introducing the world of Daqian, his eyes brightened, especially the map, which made him feel like he had found a treasure.
After a long time, he put down the book, rubbed his eyes, and smiled bitterly: "This body... is too weak! There is no inner breath! He is just an ordinary mortal!"
There is no doubt that this level of difficulty is undoubtedly hellish.
"To practice martial arts, I have the Eagle Claw Iron Cloth Shirt and even the Qiankun Giant Spiritual Skill, but not only do I have no time, I also lack resources! In fact, the latter is more troublesome!"
Fang Yuan touched his chin: "The only solution for now is to practice law!"
The law is not passed lightly!
To learn martial arts, Yang Fan could go to the martial arts training ground from time to time, but wanting to steal a spiritual master was just a dream!
But Fang Yuan is not Yang Fan!
In his hands, he has two spiritual paths! Where can I learn from others
“And, it’s the best fit for me too!”
The path of a spiritual warrior is the path of a genius. There are only two levels. After breaking through the spiritual disciple, you can reach the sky in one step!
Otherwise, in terms of martial arts, breaking through thirteen levels in a month and reaching Wuzong? Not even Fang Yuan has such a crazy idea!
"In fact, for the Yang family, although a Wuzong has some weight, it is just that!"
Only then did Fang Yuan know the terror of the Daqian Empire.
The Yang family alone is inconspicuous in the entire Daqian Empire. It is just a power at the level of a county magistrate. On the surface, it has seven or eight clan elders at the level of Wuzong and three spiritual warriors. Hidden secretly. I don’t know how much strength he has.
Even so, in this county, he is only first-rate, not a hegemon!
"As a martial artist, I can only feel proud and proud. I have a place in the Yang family, but I don't know if I can make Yang Fan understand his thoughts!"
At this time, Fang Yuan was basically certain that this Yang Fan was probably the ancestor of the Five Ghost Sect.
What he broke into was a dream formed by his real memories!
"You can't learn the Blood Demon Sutra, you should follow the path of the Dream Master!"
In just a moment, Fang Yuan determined his next path.
After all, he is familiar with the dream master's way, which focuses more on the "heart". This path is mysterious and mysterious, but if you accumulate it, it is very easy to break through.
"Not to mention, this Yang Fan later became a manifested dream master, and he must have the qualifications of a dream master. Otherwise, if he relied on one person to secretly practice martial arts and become successful? I'm afraid there is a greater chance that he will fail in practice!"
"Of course, the most important thing is to move out!"
Fang Yuan pursed his lips.
This Yang family is basically a big prison!
There are a large number of strong men suppressing it, the mistress in the middle is always watching, and there are a large number of slaves below who are eager to sell their master at any time for glory!
In this place where etiquette is more important than heaven, the other party has plenty of means to kill himself, even if he can't resist, otherwise it will be "unfilial" and "rebellious", and he can ask the family to kill him!
"I didn't choose martial arts because of this consideration. In the way of the Dream Master, the movement is minimal, but I am afraid that there are experts in the house who can see the clues... Therefore, moving out has become a must, and this year's examination will be held It’s the best excuse... Remember, it will be held in half a month, right?"
As a concubine, in a wealthy family, he was suppressed everywhere and could not do anything he wanted.
Only by passing the examination and becoming an official, and by borrowing the name of the court, can you escape the restraints a little, but in order to really rise to the top, you still have to rely on yourself.
"Fourth Young Master!"
At this time, the door of the courtyard was knocked open, and a servant woman came in, carrying a food box, and her tone was not very respectful: "Madam has an order, I ordered you to shut up and think about your mistakes. This is dinner!"
With that said, he took out two plates of vegetarian dishes and a bowl of japonica rice, which were absolutely not fishy at all.
"Is it better to shut yourself up and think about your mistakes?"
Fang Yuan frowned, then smiled: "I understand, and I must reflect on myself. Please respond to Madam like this!"
The servant girl was startled.
According to her thinking, this little brat was probably going to make a fuss, and there would be a way to deal with it. But she didn't expect that he would accept it so calmly, but it would be difficult for him to have an attack.
"That's good!"
The maid felt that the fourth young master had some unfathomable meaning at this time. She was speechless for a while and left with the food box.
Fang Yuan, however, touched his stomach that started to growl and started eating speechlessly.
Although he is in a dream at this time, his body will still be hungry, tired, injured, bleeding, and even dead!
How is this dream different from the real world
The rice was a little hard, and the vegetables were vegetables and mushrooms, which were bland and tasteless. However, Fang Yuan was content with his life and ate everything.
"At least there is still food this time. Maybe next time I will just use the leftovers and spoiled vegetables to throw away..."
He sneered, made a mental note, and looked at Mrs. Wang's house: "You're putting me in solitary confinement now because you don't want me to get a good name? You really have a hatred as deep as the sea!"