"I wonder if there are any changes to the attribute column?"
After successfully breaking through the realm of Baidu Alchemy Body, Fang Yuan immediately looked at his attribute column:
"Name: Fang Yuan
Essence: 36
Chi: 30
God: 9.9
Occupation: Dreamer
Cultivation: Dream Builder (Juyuan Peak), Wuzong (Three Meridians)
Skills: Giant Eagle Iron Body Skill [Fourth Level (1%)], Ecstasy, Lost Tracking Step, Hundred Poison Alchemy Body [First Refinement]
Specialties: Medical Skills [Level 3], Implantation Skills [Level 5]"
"The Alchemy Body of One Hundred Poisons - the secret method of martial arts, uses highly toxic poisons to stimulate the potential of the physical body and increase the strength of the physical body. Currently, it is in the realm of one refinement. It increases the power of one yuan, strengthens the physical body, and obtains the property of being invulnerable to hundreds of poisons!"
"Invulnerable to all poisons..."
Fang Yuan touched his chin and pondered a little: "I'm afraid these so-called hundred poisons are just mortal poisons, right? If you encounter spiritual poisons or extreme poisons... Then I'm afraid the only way is to upgrade the alchemy body of hundred poisons to the realm of ten or one hundred refinements. , to resist!"
He looked at his body.
After training, his original height has become taller. His muscles are smooth and his skin is tight and elastic, with a slight bronze-like color.
With a random movement, all the joints in his body would explode, conveying a powerful force.
"Now, even if I don't use Yuan Power, I can knock down a martial artist with just my physical body!"
Fang Yuan clenched his fists, with a trace of satisfaction in his eyes.
"It is enough to leave the affairs of Youguo and Yuanzong to the cabinet and elders..."
He walked out of the palace and ordered someone to bring a message to the senior officials, asking them to take care of themselves. He didn't bother to continue to give instructions, and directly called the Red-Eyed White Bird King and returned to Qingye City.
This is where he started, so it is naturally different from anywhere else.
In particular, the valley holds many beautiful memories for him.
Fang Yuan came to the mouth of the valley and took a stroll.
"Who? Huh? Your Majesty!?"
Several warriors carrying long swords came out and looked at Fang Yuan. They were shocked and immediately knelt down to salute.
Wow!
When the whole valley heard Fang Yuan's arrival, there was an immediate commotion. From the stewards to the maids, everyone stood in line to bow down, showing the utmost respect.
"The deceased is like a man, he doesn't give up day and night!"
Seeing that the valley seemed to be the same as before, but also seemed to be different, Fang Yuan shook his head, did not continue the tour, turned around with some lack of interest, and left directly.
The valley of the past and the memories of the past are gone forever.
"How can people who are obsessed with the past have a future?"
Fang Yuan touched the top of the White Bird King's head: "Old Bai, let's say goodbye now!"
This valley, this country, and this continent... are just a scenery on his journey in life. Perhaps he will be intoxicated for a while and forget to return.
But he will eventually start again.
"In my life, I should live a wonderful life, explore the way to transcendence and eternity, and... find the way back!"
He still has nostalgia and concern for that place in his previous life.
"Chirp!"
As if sensing Fang Yuan's determination, the red-eyed white bird king flew high into the air, circling and dancing, and his cry seemed to be filled with sadness...
…
Yuanrong Prairie.
Since Fang Yuan divided the Eight Khans three years ago, the Yuan Kingdom has fallen into continuous separatism and turmoil.
The countries in the south all have a tacit understanding, secretly fueling the flames behind the scenes, encouraging the Khans to fight endlessly, but not letting any one of them be too powerful.
Although there are occasional accidents, such as the sudden death of the eldest prince Batu, overall, it is relatively stable.
The residents of the northern border truly enjoyed a period of peace.
The sky is vast and the wilderness is vast.
Fang Yuan arrived quietly without alerting anyone, bought a white horse, and crossed directly across the Yuan Kingdom to the extreme northern boundary, the rift valley near the ruins of the Night Department.
He came here and lit a bunch of purple incense sticks.
An extremely quiet smell with a hint of sandalwood suddenly spread out, and there was even a trace of spiritual charm, which slowly disappeared.
This is a token given to him by Zimeng, saying that as long as he lights the incense here, she will have a sense and come out to meet him.
"I don't know where this woman has been in the past three years..."
Fang Yuan tied up the horses, set up the tent, and prepared dinner. He thought of Zi Meng's appearance and couldn't help but smile: "With her charming appearance, unless she lives in seclusion, she will definitely bring turmoil and disaster wherever she goes." …”
With mountains and rivers pearls, traveling far becomes quite convenient.
Fang Yuan had already made plans. Since he was preparing to travel far, he naturally prepared extremely sufficient supplies.
At this time, take out the charcoal, iron pot, and stand, and start lighting a fire to cook.
The rice he uses is the finest Yanyu crystal rice. The grains are huge and round, and the aroma is very fragrant after being cooked.
The horse next to him snorted and stared eagerly, almost drooling.
Although it is just an ordinary beast, it also knows that if it can eat spiritual objects, it will be very helpful in the future, and it may even open up spiritual wisdom.
"What a good beast!"
Fang Yuan laughed and cursed.
However, no matter how extravagant he was, he never went to the extent of using spiritual objects to feed his horses.
If you were the King of Pegasus on the grassland, you might still consider it.
It didn't take long for the rice to be ripe and fragrant. It glowed red like clouds and complemented the afterglow of the setting sun on the grassland, creating a different beauty.
Fang Yuan took out the bowls and chopsticks and started to eat happily.
Originally, on the grassland, he should try some mutton or something with his hands, but his mouth has long been cultivated, and unless he catches a spiritual sheep, he really doesn't bother to taste it.
Tap!
Tap!
At this moment, Fang Yuan's ears twitched and he looked towards the east where the grassland meets the blue sky.
Not long after, several black spots appeared and approached quickly. At this time, you could see two waves of knights. The first wave had fewer people and was running away. The ones behind were chasing after them, occasionally bending their bows and shooting arrows, shooting through the air. Shoot.
"National hatred? Family hatred?"
Fang Yuan curled his lips, not caring at all.
Heaven and earth are unkind, and all creatures are like dogs.
He originally had an indifferent temperament, and now he had no idea of hoeing the strong and supporting the weak.
After all, being weak does not mean being kind.
However, at this time, if he doesn't look for trouble, trouble will come to him.
The black smoke, bonfires, tents, and visions were so conspicuous that it was impossible not to notice them.
The wave of fleeing knights flew towards Fang Yuan's small camp almost subconsciously.
"Get 'em!"
"Don't let them get away!"
The knights chasing after him shouted, as if they had regarded Fang Yuan as an accomplice in front of them, or maybe they had no idea of not affecting innocent people at all, so they just bent their bows and arrows, and flew towards him.
"It's really..."
Fang Yuan was speechless and grabbed a stone casually, applying slight force with his right hand.
Click!
A large number of cracks immediately appeared on the stone, which shattered into countless small pebbles.
"Get out of here!"
He raised his right hand.
Tsk!
The small pebbles flew towards the cavalry with extremely fast kinetic energy, creating sparks in the void and whistling sharply, which was no less powerful than a strong bow or a hard crossbow.
Poof!
Large swathes of blood immediately appeared on the bodies of these knights.
Whether they are fleeing for their lives or those in pursuit, they are all treated equally.
In fact, even if the thick horses were hit by the flying rocks, the blood holes would be immediately opened. The two teams were immediately in chaos. When they heard Fang Yuan's thunderous voice, they immediately fled for their lives and did not dare to stay here any longer. moment.
"Yeah! That's not bad!"
After driving away the flies, Fang Yuan clapped his hands with satisfaction.
He did not use Yuan Li this time, but pure physical power. Compared with Yuan Li, his control was more subtle and more lasting.
On the other hand, the Hu people's demonic behavior left a deep impression on them.
…
"Little prince! That person over there is not a human being! It's a demon, a devil!"
Among the cavalry running in front, a middle-aged cavalry general said to a young man behind him: "Stay away from him! Stay far away!"
"I… "
This young man was wearing the attire of a barbarian noble, and his face was pale. It seemed that he still could not recover from the hellish scene before.
He was stunned for a moment, then suddenly reined in the horse's head: "No! I want to go back to find him! For revenge, for our people, I have to pray for even the power of the devil..."
The cavalry general had extensive knowledge, and he vaguely guessed that the man should be the legendary southern warrior. But seeing the way the other person did not hesitate to kill someone, he immediately had an ominous premonition in his heart. He thought for a while and said: "Little prince, you are flowing with the tribe." The blood of the royal family is our only hope, how can we risk it ourselves? That devil has not shown any mercy before! If you can trust me, I, Ayezi, will serve as your envoy to negotiate with him. Bar!"
Although the little prince said he was not afraid, in fact he was still very frightened in his heart. Hearing this, he immediately agreed half-heartedly.
But they didn't know that Fang Yuan there, after waiting for the person he wanted to see, immediately went north and never came back.
…
"Zimeng, you're here!"
After starting to drive away the idle people, Fang Yuan waited for a moment, saw a beautiful figure in the corner of his eye, and couldn't help but smile.
"I came a little late, but I saw a good show!"
Zimeng's appearance has not changed at all compared to three years ago, as if God loves her so much and has not left the slightest trace of time on her body.
At this time, her watery eyes were staring at Fang Yuan, and she suddenly sighed: "Is your heart made of iron?"
"I'm just minding my own business!"
Fang Yuan shrugged his shoulders, "On the grassland, tribes are swirling and dying, so what does it matter? If I have to take care of everything, should I still practice? At this time, I haven't missed the time, right?"
"No, now is the season when the white-haired wind is at its least powerful!"
Zimeng nodded and suddenly whistled.
A pure white beast with a small horn on its forehead, like a unicorn, galloped towards Fang Yuan and looked at Fang Yuan with a hint of vigilance.
"Huh? This horse is good!"
Fang Yuan nodded and kicked his mount again.
Although his horse has been carefully selected, how can it compare to the spiritual beast? Aroused by the breath, he suddenly felt a little panicked.