"The imperial court... haha..."
Fang Yuan shook his head and laughed.
Although Mu Hezi didn't know the meaning of hehe at this time, his disdain was palpable and his expression changed involuntarily.
In fact, he was also a little embarrassed, knowing that Jue Xin layman had not failed the court, but the court and Yinlong Guard had failed him.
It's just that in the situation at that time, any organization had to consider maximizing interests, which was helpless.
Even so, hearing Fang Yuan's answer still made him feel very depressed and even a little angry. As a citizen of Daqian, how could he bully the emperor and ignore his superiors like this
As the commander of the Hidden Dragon Guard, his life creed is that if the king wants his subjects to die, they must die. Even if they are wronged, they will have their teeth knocked out and their blood swallowed!
But at this time, he hid this dissatisfaction very well. After thinking about it, he said again: "Could it be that... you don't want to rectify your teacher's name?"
"Reputations are all false, so what do they mean?"
Fang Yuan shook his head: "I will go to the siege of Yujing, but you must also pay a price that satisfies me... Daqian has the world, and there are countless strange people and strangers, there is always something that satisfies me."
"Okay, it's a deal!"
Mu Hezi's face turned pale, and he took out another emerald-green leaf: "This is a communication talisman for thousands of miles. It can communicate without going through the dream world. It is safe and sound!"
"I'll take it!"
Fang Yuan took it and naturally scanned it several times with his spiritual mind immediately to confirm that there was no hidden hand on it.
Even if you have it, it doesn't matter. Just throw it somewhere in the wilderness and use it when you want to use it.
Anyway, it's definitely not me who's anxious.
"In that case, I'll take my leave!"
To be honest, standing in front of Fang Yuan, especially in the sword formation, Mu Hezi felt uncomfortable all over. The feeling of having his life controlled by other people's hands really made him not want to experience it a second time.
"Of course, please!"
Fang Yuan slightly tilted his head and signaled the three boys holding swords to release the formation. The wooden gun immediately turned into a stream of green light and shot out quickly.
"The Zhimu Spiritual Armament in this person has indeed been exhausted. If I want to kill him, it should be easier than Feng Buer..."
Fang Yuan looked at his back and said silently: "It just... doesn't make much sense."
The reason for killing Feng Buer was because the other party was Master Yuan Chuhui Meng, the enemy of his master.
I didn't have strong strength before, so I could only be cautious.
At this time, the magical power was fully accomplished. Although he could not kill the Demon Subduing Holy Pen, killing an elder of the seventh-level Void Saint was still a little effort. Even if he was said to bully the weak and fear the strong, he would still be happy with it.
Dividing the strong and weak and defeating them one by one is the correct way of war. Only fools fight head-on with others.
"Five months... almost half a year, really just in time for the decisive battle!"
After the decisive battle, the world was shuffled, and his identity became irrelevant.
But now, because the war between the two parties is imminent, the heavenly secrets are confused, and he is a seventh-level virtual saint plus a true saint, I am afraid that the saint will not be able to tell where he is.
"Having these is enough!"
Watching Mu Hezi disappear into the sky, Fang Yuan took another look at his attribute column:
"Name: Fang Yuan
Essence: 100
Chi: 100
God: 100
Occupation: Dream Soldier
Cultivation: Virtual Sage (seventh level), True Sage, Domain
Skill: Pangu Harpy [? ? ? ], Eight Sword Formation [Eight Swords (1%)], Yuanling Qi Nourishing Technique [Fifth Level (Perfection)]
Specialties: Medical Skills [Level 3], Implantation Skills [Level 5], Fierce Eyes [Level 1]"
He had cultivated both the body and the law. At this point, he even felt that his essence, energy, and spirit were resonating at a strange frequency, with a sense of fusion.
"How many people in the entire Daqian world have achieved the feats of martial arts and dreaming at the same time?"
Fang Yuan looked at his attribute column and fell into deep thought.
He only has one final Heavenly Sword left to complete the Eight-Sword Sword Formation before he can step into the eighth level of Void Sage and catch up with Master Jue Xin.
The road to martial arts, as for the true saint, is already over.
Therefore, there is only one way left, which is to break through and become a saint! !
The Dream Master's Manifestation is essentially at the same level as the True Saint of Martial Arts and the True Essence of the Spiritual Master, but his supernatural powers are vast and incredible. As the Creator, he firmly holds the pinnacle authority of the Daqian world.
One of them often represents a force and an ethnic group! The influence not only affects the entire Daqian world, but also spreads to many surrounding planes.
"Actually, the seventh-level Void Sage is the minimum standard for breaking through to become a saint... But it is just like the Wuzong breakthrough. If I had directly used the Wuzong of the seventh or eighth line to break through the True Sage, my martial arts true body would definitely not be as powerful as it is now!"
Fang Yuan's eyes flashed. If he wanted to break through, he must break through perfectly.
The way of martial arts is like this, and the way of dreams is even more like this.
However, the Eight-Sword Sword Formation Secret Technique is even stronger if it is strong, and it is considered an extremely powerful technique among Xusheng, but it is still only at the eighth level!
This last level of mystery still needs to be completed by himself.
"Actually, it is enough to break through to the seventh level of Void Saint. As the saying goes, the higher you stand, the harder you fall... The origin of the dream master, the world of inner demons, does not look like a good thing."
The experiments in the earth and star world have greatly inspired Fang Yuan today.
At least, he already knows that the inner demon world is by no means a beautiful world. It is probably like the spirit world, preying on the weak and coveting something in this world.
"Really speaking, martial arts and spiritual arts are local things in Daqian. The so-called dream masters are really foreign products. They only appeared after the Daqian world was targeted by the inner demon world... Of course, Daqian capable people The way of dream masters pioneered by many people is the supreme way of cultivating the truth through falsehood. This may exceed the expectations of the inner demon world, and it has a feeling of being bright with a little sunshine... "
Fang Yuan looked at his hands: "I embarked on the dream master's path and couldn't turn back at all, so I had to take a risk and at least reach the seventh level of virtual saint realm, and still have some resistance. Those ignorant dream masters, Once the inner demon world comes, I'm afraid it will be difficult to even resist."
Once you master Mengyuan Power, you will naturally be marked and branded, and may be harvested at any time.
This is a change at the soul level, and it cannot be changed even if you waste your energy and rebuild it.
Therefore, at this time, even Fang Yuan could only rush for quick success, rush to the realm of the seventh-level virtual saint, and then adapt to changes.
He glanced in the direction of the sky, and his figure turned into a flash of lightning and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
…
After a moment, the space shattered, and a man with a slender and perfect body and a god-like face came out. He glanced around, and it turned out to be Lord Hidden Dragon!
"gone?"
He pondered for a moment, then looked into the void: "Li Qingmian, come out!"
"Yinlong, you dare to come here as a clone. Aren't you afraid of being killed by me?"
The void next to him rippled, as if a person had opened the door curtain and slowly walked out of the painting into the real world.
He looks like a middle-aged man, with slightly frosty white temples, clear facial features, and a sense of vicissitudes, and his skin is as crystal clear as jade. He must have been a popular handsome man when he was young.
At this time, he was holding a long crystal pen in his hand, like a painter who was preparing to draw materials.
"I am a clone, and you are also a clone. Even if you have to do it once, what's the point of fear?"
Lord Hidden Dragon laughed: "It's just that I sensed that a trace of your brand seemed to have fallen here... Could it be that this is why you came here?"
"No need to pretend anymore. Ever since Fuji fell and this trace of brand dissipated, I knew that the Eight Gate Sword Formation must return... Huh, only the Seven Star Sword Formation that simulates the reopening of Earth, Fire and Feng Shui can isolate it. My induction is coming!”
Li Qingmian snorted coldly, with a mixture of sadness and joy on his face: "When the Juexin lineage was almost extinct, you stood idly by and watched. Do you think he had no resentment? The Juexin lineage is completely lunatic. Does the imperial court still want to protect him? Descendants?"
"I don't want to mention what happened back then, but I believe that his descendants must be more resentful towards you than the imperial court... Otherwise, this person would not have killed Feng Buer and released him to Mu Hezi. .”
Lord Hidden Dragon said in a magnetic voice: "Therefore... not only will I not arrest him, but I will also win him over."
"If it weren't for the confusion at this moment, this person would have already revealed his fox tail! Anyway... let me see how long your court can be proud of it?"
Li Qingmian snorted coldly and disappeared.
Naturally, he knew exactly what Lord Hidden Dragon was thinking.
Letting him track the successor of the Eight-Sword Sword Formation would not only divert his energy, but also consume part of his strength. If he succeeded, it would be nothing, but if he failed, it would simply be driving a good thug to the court.
However, because Jue Xin layman has enemies all over the world, there is no need to worry about the other party's behavior of surrendering to the enemy.
Therefore, the Hidden Dragon Lord was able to say a few words without any pain or irritation.
But Yuanchuhui and the other party have a deep hatred, but it is not such a simple matter that can be solved.
…
At this time, Fang Yuan, who was missed by two saints and would even be bitten by more saints in the future, but whose true identity was unknown, restored his true appearance and rushed towards Yingchou City.
This is also the opposite.
All the dream masters thought that the descendant of Jue Xin layman would huddle up and act like a tortoise. Who knew that he had a clear identity and could go to Yingchou City to join him in a big way
Moreover, Fang Yuan's status as a martial arts true saint was the best cover for him.
A genius who can break through the holy realm and achieve a supreme martial body in a short period of time is already astonishing and monster-like.
No one would have thought that he would reach the sky in one step and become a seventh-level virtual saint!
"If you want to go back and continue to be my law enforcer Fang Yuan, there are still two problems..."
As Fang Yuan hurried on, he thought quickly: "The first one is that in the earth and star world, there will be other dream master observers who will find some traces, but this has been solved long ago. The will of the earth and star has been eroded this time, and it has been intensified. The strong repulsion force resists all foreign souls and forces, coupled with the increasingly stringent physical rules, it is almost impossible to kill as many as possible."
"And the second point is how to conceal one's own cultivation!"