A few months later, Jinyang blessed land.
Fang Yuan lay in the Baidu Pond with his hands on the edge of the pool, as if he were soaking in a hot spring, with a look of enjoyment on his face.
"I'm afraid I can reach the realm of ten refinements today!"
He opened his eyes with a hint of excitement in his expression.
Regarding this assessment incident, Fang Yuan accepted it relatively calmly.
There is no way to avoid the turmoil in Daqian. Even if you hide in the Xiyi Wasteland, you still have to log into the dream world and exchange information with other dream masters, right
Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes!
No matter which organization you go to, this set of things is indispensable after all. Just like the big bosses behind the chessboard, most of them climbed up from the chess pieces. The only difference is the length of time.
For example, this time, since it is within the rules, we can only continue.
In the real dream, a dragon ball kept rising and falling, emitting mysterious light, and a large amount of information was revealed and sorted into categories.
Sage Changli is worthy of being a powerful saint. Fang Yuan feels that he has benefited a lot from some of his cultivation insights, not to mention a few sleepwalking techniques that he has sorted out, which makes Fang Yuan feel like he has found a treasure.
"Only the middle level has this level of information..."
Fang Yuan looked at a manuscript that talked about the key points of locating another world and sleepwalking. The formulas here are very simple and easy to explain, and they are much better than the secrets circulated in the dream world.
I am afraid that even monks with six or seven leaves in the Realm Alliance would have difficulty obtaining it easily.
But at this time, it was all converted into my own accumulation.
"This Changli Saint seems to be extremely good at sleepwalking into other worlds... His various techniques are unimaginable by anyone before. He is extremely talented... I wonder what kind of secrets are contained in the core information?"
Fang Yuan extracted a method that talked about how to intercept the dream master's true spirit in another world and cut off the last trace of life. His eyes could not help but shine again, and he studied it carefully.
Unknowingly, several hours passed, and the poisonous water in the pool became crystal clear.
He came to the shore and shook off the water droplets on his body. A subtle force of strength swept across his body, leaving no trace of water vapor remaining.
After the water mist rose, what appeared was jade-like skin, which seemed to be glowing with a layer of gold and iron.
"The Hundred Poisons Alchemy Body, the tenth stage of refinement, is finally completed!"
Fang Yuan let out a long breath, clenched his fist, and the joints all over his body crackled.
"Can match the power of the Tongmai Martial Sect with pure physical strength! Only such a body can withstand the blood essence of the ancestral witch!"
Unable to sleepwalk and harvest other worlds, the only thing that can dramatically increase strength in a short period of time is the blood essence of ancestral witches.
Of course, although this treasure is good, it also requires the recipient to have a strong foundation. If it were replaced by an ordinary martial arts master, even a Tongmai martial arts master, he might explode and die.
Fang Yuan also conducted several deductions and experiments before he finally figured out the bottom line for refining this bloodline—a strong enough physical body, at least as strong as a ten-alchemy body!
The physical body is the power of essence, which is completely different from the power of Wu Zong.
But it doesn't matter, Fang Yuan has a technique that specializes in physical training.
As soon as his mind moved, the blood-red crystals in the real dream exploded, turning into strands of blood power and integrating into his body.
"Well… "
Fang Yuan gritted his teeth and his face turned ferocious.
Under his skin, the big green muscles squirmed like a small snake, and the muscles even expanded, making the whole person bigger and turning into a little giant.
"As expected of the ancestral witch essence and blood, this power... is too powerful!"
He murmured in his heart that although his body was almost collapsing, his powerful mind was as cold as ice, unmoved by the slightest external influence, and arranged everything in an orderly manner.
Buzz!
A layer of golden and iron light enveloped his whole body. It was precisely because of this ten-refined golden body that he did not die from bursting of blood in an instant.
But these are far from enough.
With the injection of ancestral witch blood, Fang Yuan suddenly felt as if there were countless evil dragons surging in his blood vessels.
That powerful bloodline power is like magma, destroying everything it sees along the way.
Even with the protection of the body of gold and iron, a large amount of blood still emerged at the bottom of the pores.
"This is... my blood was originally rejected. This ancestral witch essence blood is indeed overbearing. Are you planning to change my marrow and my essence? Unfortunately... all I want is your power!"
Fang Yuan's eyes were like lightning, and four sword energies of wind, thunder, water, and fire emerged around him, and the sky combined with the four phenomena to form the prototype of a realm, all of which blessed him.
Within the dantian, the martial arts energy roared and surged, constantly carrying the power of the ancestral witch, and began to circulate in the body.
Although the power of the ancestral witch is as strong as a dragon and difficult to control, the martial arts power is endless. With a large amount of consumption, it continues to penetrate in the operation. Every week, it will slowly disappear a little.
Three hundred weeks!
Six hundred weeks!
A thousand weeks!
…
I don't know how long time passed, but suddenly, Fang Yuan was shocked, and the energy in his body surged, and most of the ancestral witch essence and blood had been digested.
The heat like boiling water immediately soaked through the limbs and bones, causing numbness and itching. It changed instantly, with cold and heat alternating, and water and fire attacking simultaneously.
"This time... I didn't change my bloodline, but based on my original bloodline and swallowed the blood of the ancestral witch. That's why there are so many problems!"
Fang Yuan thought very clearly that he was a Daqian after all, and he did not intend to stay in the ancient world. Of course, he could not directly change his bloodline.
Besides, the world here may not necessarily recognize this kind of powerful essence and blood from another world, and may even suppress it.
Therefore, the best way to use it is to use it as nourishment for your own bloodline evolution and nourishment for your body.
"I have already killed the spirit of punishment. I have to tame it now, but the last trace of brand in the essence and blood, come on!"
Fang Yuan's spiritual thoughts were like swords, penetrating somewhere in the dark.
Boom!
As soon as the real dream was shaken, a large amount of witchcraft inheritance emerged.
And in his Dantian, the last trace of residual resistance of essence and blood was also eliminated, and the originally swollen body suddenly condensed.
Bah!
He frowned and tore off a layer of dark red blood scab from his body, like a snake shedding.
"It just so happens that I can take this opportunity to temper my whole body and eliminate some toxins..."
Fang Yuan frowned, then quickly stretched it out, tearing apart the blood cocoon wrapping himself in a few moments, looking at the slightly bronzed skin, and said nothing.
After thoroughly digesting this trace of ancestral witch essence and blood, the changes brought to him were huge.
At this time, as soon as he held his right hand, a crunching sound came from the void, as if the void was being compressed.
"This is... the power of my physical body? It seems to be more than that... "
He could clearly feel that two streams of heat were already lurking in his eyes. With just a slight movement, he could use them: "Innate magical power? The special power that can only be obtained by condensing the martial arts holy body. I enjoy it in advance?"
With a casual move, a water mirror condensed, reflecting a figure of a god that looked like a jade carving.
Fang Yuan looked carefully and saw the young man in the mirror with a handsome appearance and faint eyes. When he looked at it again, his pupils instantly turned into gold, like burning flames.
"Psychic vision?"
When he looked outside, his eyes immediately penetrated the hall, and even the formations could not stop him. He saw all kinds of strange energy floating between the heaven and the earth.
"As expected, am I more suitable for activating powers such as clairvoyance?"
Fang Yuan looked at his eyes, which had become gentle and smooth and no longer strange after the power was finished, with a smile on his lips: "Is this the Dacheng version of Fire Eyes, Fire Eyes and Golden Eyes?"
At this time, I brought up the attribute bar, and as expected, I saw a huge change:
"Name: Fang Yuan
Essence: 96
Qi: 48
God: 60
Occupation: Dream Soldier
Cultivation: Xusheng (fourth level), Wuzong (fifth level)
Skills: Giant Eagle Iron Body Skill [Six Levels (1%)], Hundred Poison Alchemy Body [Ten Levels], Eight Sword Formation [Five Swords (1%)]
Specialties: Medical Skills [Level 3], Implantation Skills [Level 5], Fierce Eyes [Level 1]"
"Fire Eyes and Golden Eyes: The ancestral witch's magical power is transformed from the fifth-level Great Fire Eye. It can observe the sky, distinguish the earth's calamities, detect changes in the six qi, and break the illusion of nine unions! It is currently the first level!"
"As expected of the ancestral witch essence and blood, the physical body can be directly doubled?"
Fang Yuan looked at the nearly one hundred essence data and gasped: "I'm afraid my physical body at this time is not far behind the martial arts holy body, right? It's so basic, it's simply terrifying!"
After refining this trace of ancestral witch essence and blood, apart from adding a magical power with piercing eyes, it did not increase the inner energy at all, but the foundation it laid was terrifying to the extreme!
"I'm afraid I can use my fists to teach the warriors under the True Saint how to be human again!"
Fang Yuan carefully experienced the power of his physical body, and his heart was filled with joy: "Of course, the most important thing is cultivation! Martial arts essence and energy are advancing at the same time. At this time, my essence has laid such a solid foundation, I can completely open the channels at will, no matter what If you can withstand any roughness, your martial arts will improve by leaps and bounds!"
When a warrior refines his Qi, his physical body is naturally the foundation.
The strengthening of the physical body at this time is to turn the original mud road into a high-speed rail. With this foundation, it is only a matter of time before various places develop.
"breathe… "
Thinking of this, he went directly to the outside world and began to breathe deeply.
Whoops!
In the golden field blessed land, there suddenly appeared a tornado, and the spiritual energy seemed to form a funnel, pouring down continuously.
Call it the wind! Suck it into a whirlpool!
The powerful lung capacity absorbs the void energy, and even causes the entire Nine-Nine Golden Yang Formation to begin to fluctuate.
"Sir... are you practicing some magical skills again..."
Under the mountain field, Montaigne and Meng Guang raised their heads and looked at this scene that was like a god. Even as martial arts masters, their knees felt weak. Others around them were even more unable to resist and knelt on the ground.
Fang Yuan couldn't care less.
Seeing that the foundation of the physical body was laid, and the progress of the Giant Eagle Iron Body Skill began to skyrocket, my heart was filled with joy.
50%-75%-100%!
In an instant, the sixth spiritual vein appeared from scratch and materialized directly.
In fact, the potential of this physical body is far beyond this, and it has launched an impact towards a higher level.