Highland City.
This is the largest city in Haizhou. It is majestic and majestic, with several large rivers flowing through it and a huge dock built, which can even lead all the way to the East China Sea.
The rivers in the city are crisscrossed, and the dense water network divides the city into countless small pieces, with only various small boats traveling through them.
Looking around, this is simply a city on the water.
At this time, on a huge pier, several huge warships, like moving fortresses on the water, slowly docked and entered the harbor, and many people in strange clothes walked down.
"Daddy!"
One of the groups was a group of men and horses dressed in red, mostly women, with a feminine aura.
One of them, a little girl with an oval face, grabbed her father's arm nervously: "Be careful during this trip!"
"Don't worry, our Red Cotton Sect is still one of the few sects in Hongzhou back then... Even if we are forced to move, nothing will happen to us!"
The middle-aged man patted the back of his daughter's hand comfortingly, but his heart was filled with helplessness.
The foundation of a sect lies in the territory it controls. Only with territory can it collect various offerings and recruit apprentices.
Although it sounds cheesy, it is actually top priority.
Even those aloof dream masters in the past were able to dominate and almost overturn the imperial court because they controlled the blessed land and cave and had huge resources.
Once you have power, you will naturally have ambition. This is common sense.
The Dream Master can produce his own resources and supply thousands of spiritual warriors and warriors, so he will naturally demand higher power.
Of course, after the drastic changes in the world and the disaster of demon spirits, many dream masters died, and this power disappeared. The competition for the remaining resource points in the world became more and more fierce.
This is especially true in the coastal states where it is rare to escape the clutches of the devil.
The remnants of many sects and small forces fled and started competing for various resources with local snakes. The middle-aged man alone saw dozens of bloody fights.
Even the Red Cotton Faction had to fight fiercely with the enemy for more than ten times before they managed to settle down in a small county.
"Before the demonic disaster has passed, the human race has started killing each other for a little bit of territory. This is really ironic!"
The middle-aged man looked up at Hailan City, with a little hope in his eyes: "Maybe... Tianlinghui can change everything!"
In order to end the disputes, the so-called compromise and stability are ridiculous. Only the use of overwhelming force to suppress everything, or even unification, is the best way to eliminate war.
"After this alliance meeting, the Tianling Association will completely take over the East China Sea states. Don't dare to disobey orders. Maybe this dispute can be resolved!"
The middle-aged man sighed and took his daughter's arm: "Let's go... follow me into the city!"
Looking at the faces of many disciples who still had childishness, they secretly made up their minds. If the Tianlinghui really had the power to dominate the world and resist the demonic spirits, it would be fine even if they defected to one another and lost some autonomy.
At this time, no matter what sect or sect, you have to let go of your certain sectarian views.
Of course, this consensus is only between spiritual warriors.
Under the Tianlinghui, there is still some gap between the many spiritual warriors and the martial arts masters. Although there is no condescending contempt from the dream master at the beginning, this phenomenon is gradually growing.
Especially the hatred between the Spiritual Man and the Dream Master is even more difficult to wash away even if you pour all the water from the Three Rivers.
No matter who was right or wrong before, after several massacres, unless one party completely defeats the other, it will be impossible to coexist.
At this moment, a small awning boat also docked at the pier.
Fang Yuan was dressed in white, with jade on his waist, a silver crown on his head, and a folding fan in his hand. He looked like a rich man traveling alone. He walked to the pier, looked at the sky, and squinted his eyes.
"The fate of all rivers will flow back. This is the state of mind of the people! It seems that if there is no external interference, this Heavenly Spirit Meeting will definitely succeed, and even dominate the east!"
Since the Fiery Eyes and Golden Eyes reached level three, even in the world of Daqian, as long as he concentrates a little, he can see many different scenes.
For this kind of situation, Fang Yuan directly explained it by luck, which was pretty sure. If he pretended to be a fortune teller, he might even be able to get a name like Iron-tongued Divine Judgment.
"At this time, the date of the alliance meeting is approaching. Within Hailan City, it can be said that there are hidden dragons and crouching tigers..."
He recognized the weather in the void and immediately made a plan: "The powerful person entrenched here at this time must be someone who has entanglements with the heavenly spirits."
After the last conversation with the two past saints, Fang Yuan neither agreed nor refused, and casually sent the Evil Saint and Bai Ze away, before arriving at Hailan City.
"At this time, the world is divided into four parts. If the Dream Master Alliance still wants to develop and grow, it can only take the land of these coastal states. The conflict with the Tianlinghui is unavoidable..."
Dreamers mainly rely on themselves to produce resources.
Just about any blessed place in the world can produce a lot of products, and the Saint's Cave is comparable to a small world.
Therefore, dreamers in the past were not very interested in resource points, but now, they are obviously no longer interested.
The saint's cave collapsed, the blessed land of great power no longer existed, and all kinds of competition for survival led to an increasingly fierce competition for resources.
"If there is no accident...the first large-scale fire battle between human practitioners after the demonic disaster will begin here, right?"
Fang Yuan stared at the sky, suddenly looked outside the city, and was silent.
In that direction, he suddenly saw a few black clouds approaching, with a slightly familiar feeling. They should be dream masters after their transformation, and they might even have powerful people in charge.
The other party may have used some kind of secret method to hide his aura so well that he did not alert the spiritual warriors in the city at all.
But in the face of Fang Yuan's new method of detection using meteorological observation, it was as ridiculous as hiding one's ears and stealing the bell.
"At this time, let's not rush to join them... but we can explore the spiritual master's background first."
In fact, in Fang Yuan's view, both those spiritual warriors and the dream masters outside were a valuable asset.
For the world, nature's power is the most precious, followed by various talents.
"The world of Daqian has encountered a sudden change, and maybe some other child of destiny will be born in response to the fate..."
Fang Yuan shook his head. He had no intention of seeking benefits from the Destined Son, and what he valued was definitely not a mere individual, but the various cultivation civilizations cultivated by Daqian World!
Whether it is a dream master or a spiritual warrior, they all represent a unique "Tao"!
No matter how brilliant the roads and civilization are, they still need people to carry them!
Although these dreamers are weaklings who have been deprived of their path, they may not have no hope of recovery.
Not to mention anything else, just finding the orthodox cultivation method of the inner demon world is enough to make the dream master profession shine with dazzling glory again.
Of course, even if Fang Yuan can do this at this time, it will not spread, otherwise the original veteran dream master forces, especially the saints, will benefit the most!
"Actually... this day won't be long... As the demons continue to advance, various inherited memories are opened, and they will always fall into the hands of dream masters. Although the magic of demons is not suitable for humans, it is only a modified version. Question…”
Because of this, Fang Yuan had a sense of urgency to expand rapidly.
No matter how good the cultivation method is, it still requires the cooperation of resources.
As long as the power grows stronger, even if the dream masters rise again in the future, they will still be able to take the lead.
"Even... directly recruit the dream masters from this world!"
Fang Yuan clenched his fist and felt a sense of ambition.
The original five major forces of dream masters, the Holy Lotus Sect was absorbed by him, and the Yuanchuhui was suppressed several times and has long since dispersed. The remaining dream masters have returned to the world without a trace.
Gu Chen, the Saint of the Realm Alliance, had just died in his hands. If nothing else happened, the entire Realm Alliance would soon be in chaos.
Now, after dealing with the Evil Saint Sect and Baize Mountain, the Dream Master will be leaderless! —Just kill two more saints!
I have to say that this idea is indeed very feasible, and Fang Yuan is a little excited.
Especially, with his current strength, he can definitely do this!
"Of course... I can't do this kind of thing openly!"
Fang Yuan once again stared at the powerful atmosphere spreading in the void: "Maybe... I should talk to the ancestor Tianling!"
Just by looking at this person's name, you can tell that his status in the Tianling Association is at least at the level of the founding elder.
If he helps, it will be much easier whether it is plotting against the two saints or throwing them out to top the vat afterwards.
"Hmm... let me see... are there three true essences and two true saints hidden in this city?"
Fang Yuan narrowed his eyes: "The strongest among them should be the ancestor Tianling."
"oops!"
At this time, a woman looked at Fang Yuan, suddenly turned pale and screamed.
"Hong'er, what's wrong?"
Everyone around her suddenly became nervous: "But that kid wants to do something bad to you?"
Those who came to participate in the alliance were originally worried. When they saw Fang Yuan alone, they immediately subconsciously surrounded him.
"snort!"
Fang Yuan glanced sideways and snorted coldly: "You... do you want to die? Get out of my way!"
At this time, he was the most powerful man in the world in terms of magical powers, and he was also in a high-ranking position. Under the mixture of murderous aura and majesty, even if he did not use his Yuan Power, the surrounding practitioners suddenly felt suppressed and their foreheads were dripping with cold sweat.
Several people opposite Fang Yuan trembled all over, almost suffocating, and unconsciously moved out of the way.
"I...I'm fine!"
The girl named Hong'er covered her chest and looked at Fang Yuan with fear on her little face: "It's none of this young master's business, I'm sorry..."
"Be more careful next time!"
Seeing that there were people around him looking over, Fang Yuan didn't want to attract attention and left quickly.
"Dad... this man is so scary! I seem to see a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood..."
After his back disappeared, the girl Hong'er said to the middle-aged man on the side with lingering fear.
"Hong'er, the most important power of the 'Kunming Divine Technique' you practice is the most sensitive ability. It is extremely sensitive to evil spirits. It can make you like this. That person probably killed someone without any calculation..."
The middle-aged man was also frightened for a while, as he almost provoked an old monster.