"The formation of the spiritual earth is either caused by the heaven and earth, which is created by nature, and the other is the formation of various secret realms after the dream master sat down..."
The iron-feathered black eagle landed on the top of the mountain. Fang Yuan looked down at this scene, and the shock in his heart was truly indescribable.
At least, he knew that if it were Shi Yutong and the spiritual master who arrived, they would not be able to achieve this even if the oil and gas were exhausted. There was no comparison between the levels of the layman Wenxin and them.
"With a single thought, he can transform nature and create a spiritual world... The power of the Dream Master is truly incredible!"
Fang Yuan was shocked in his heart: "The power that can make such a master go into seclusion sadly, live a lonely life, and remain anonymous..."
Obviously, the other party's level far surpasses that of Wuzong, Lingshi, and even Youshan Mansion and the entire Xia Kingdom!
This world is so big that even the Xia Kingdom is just a corner, like a corner in the countryside.
Fang Yuan knew that if he was found by the other party now, he would only die.
"It's just... this world is full of wonderful things precisely because of miracles!"
He clenched his fist silently and looked at his attribute column.
The emergence of inheritance and the existence of this system gave him enough confidence to grow rapidly. One day, he would reach the level of Master Wenxin layman, or even beyond!
When the time comes, the regrets of the layman Wenxin will be fulfilled by himself!
As for now
Fang Yuan forced himself to put everything behind him and began to make down-to-earth calculations.
"Black Hawk, Flower Fox Marten! Hurry up! We will be very busy for a while!"
The red-eyed white birds are the biggest danger in this spiritual land. After being eliminated, the first thing Fang Yuan has to do is to visit the entire Qingfeng spiritual land, collect spiritual objects, and organize the map.
Of course, the most important thing is to find a suitable place, build it into your own secret base, and then relocate the important spiritual plants in the valley.
Qingfeng Spiritual Land is not small, covering 100,000 acres.
It is not easy to find a place that suits you.
Fortunately, Fang Yuan had the Iron Feathered Black Eagle. After a patrol, he immediately found a slope halfway up the mountain. Not only was there a flat land of hundreds of acres, but there was also a huge spiritual spring around it, and it was a short distance away from Hongyanbai. The bird king's platform is not too far away.
In the next period of time, Fang Yuan transformed into a hard-working gardener, plowed the land again, built a fence, and immediately began the transplantation work.
The Spiritual Bamboo survived in the White Bird King's Cave, and the Red Jade Spiritual Rice was actually nothing. His main targets this time were still the Asking Heart Tea Tree and the Flame Jade Crystal Rice.
"After all, it is a spiritual land. Even the soil is much better than that in the valley!"
Fang Yuan waved his hoe, grabbed a handful of black soil, and nodded immediately.
He also planted a lot of emerald grass in the ruby rice fields in the deep valley. This spiritual grass can increase the earth's energy. If no spiritual plants were planted, the black soil there would be enough to produce oil.
But even so, compared to the land of spiritual land, there is still a gap between rubble and jade.
"This is not just soil, but air, water quality, and various indescribable factors, all-round backwardness..."
Fang Yuan looked at the Wenxin tea tree in front of him and nodded happily.
Even though it has been transplanted, this spiritual plant does not show any sign of sluggishness, but appears to be very prosperous.
"I'll go back in the afternoon and transplant the Flame Jade Crystal Rice over. Then the focus of the valley can be shifted..."
Within the spiritual land, not only were the spiritual plants thriving, but even Fang Yuan felt very comfortable, and his bones seemed to be lighter.
Even if ordinary people live in the spiritual land, it has the effect of prolonging their lives. If a warrior breathes here for a long time, the probability of breaking through the level will increase. Otherwise, how can it be called a blessed land of the spiritual field
What's more, this piece of spiritual land was left by the layman Wenxin, and it has an extraordinary significance to Fang Yuan.
"After that, the valley will just be a facade, this place is the real core!"
The Qingfeng Spiritual Land is hidden and difficult for outsiders to discover. There is even a strange hypnotic power guarding it outside, making it difficult for strangers to enter.
Fang Yuan was immune because Master Wenxin had already given the key authority, and no outsider had practiced the Zuowang Tea Ceremony.
That kind of influence made him suspect that even if the masters of the Four Heavenly Gates came, it would be difficult to break through. Even if Wuzong went to the inheritance place, he would not be able to sleep and become a withered skeleton.
"The dream master's way is so powerful..."
Fang Yuan came to the side of the cliff where the red-eyed white birds were inhabiting. He looked at the bird's nests spread over half of the cliff, as well as the chicks, eggs, etc.... and was silent.
"Chirp!"
The wind was howling, and the black eagle with iron feathers landed, holding a pheasant and a hare in its talons, and kept moving.
"Ah, very good!"
Fang Yuan clapped his hands: "Flower fox, marten, iron-feathered black eagle, you two, please do your best. Please take care of these baby birds first!"
"Giggle!"
As soon as he heard this, the flower fox marten's eyes suddenly widened with a speechless expression on his face.
Especially the iron-feathered black eagle, I am even more stunned by it. After all, it and the red-eyed white bird are incompatible with each other. Let the natural enemy take care of the young? It's a shame that Fang Yuan has this idea.
"After all, you are both birds, there are always some similarities..."
While saying irresponsible words, Fang Yuan picked up a hare and entered the Bird King's cave.
"Chirp!"
A high-pitched cry suddenly sounded, but it had a hint of weakness, a bit strong on the outside but dry on the inside.
boom!
A huge black shadow rushed over and seemed to hit something, making a dull sound.
"What? Bird King, haven't you recognized the reality yet?"
Fang Yuan took two steps forward, and his eyes suddenly opened up.
In the original bird's nest, the red-eyed white bird king stared at him with red eyes. It was as if he had seen some sworn enemies of life and death.
However, at this time, it had many fractures on its body, a large number of chains on its body, and was fixed in the bird's nest by several stone pillars, making it unable to move at all.
After the battle with Fang Yuan, this red-eyed white bird king's vitality was severely damaged. If he was restricted like this again, he would have no chance of escaping.
After subduing the bird king that day, Fang Yuan still did not kill him in the hope of being safe, but instead imprisoned him.
But how arrogant is the red-eyed white bird king? Faced with such confinement, he immediately chose to go on a hunger strike!
"Still don't want to eat?"
Fang Yuan threw the hare to its mouth and took out a bamboo fruit: "The sequelae of madness are quite uncomfortable, aren't they? Do you want it?"
"Chirp!"
The White Bird King immediately turned his head to the side, not even bothering to look at it.
Even though the eyes are still weak, they are still filled with a kind of arrogance. It is originally the overlord that flies in the nine heavens, how can it surrender to humans
Especially, this abominable human race had wiped out its own race before!
"Huh...it's really impossible!"
Fang Yuan looked at this scene and shook his head, knowing that even if this white bird king was a spiritual beast, it would only last for a month at most if it didn't eat or drink, and by then he would only be able to harvest a starved spiritual bird.
And his plan to conquer the spiritual bird also ended in complete failure.
"Tch... Sure enough, this story is all a lie. You just killed an entire clan before. How could it just accept its head and worship it? Do you really think that the spiritual beast has no brain, or is mentally retarded?"
"If you hadn't been related to my teacher, who would have spared your life!?"
Fang Yuan shook his head and sealed the inheritance passage with gravel. Then he came to the stone platform outside and watched condescendingly as the flower fox marten and the iron feathered black eagle took care of the chicks, causing a lot of farce. Quite interesting.
"This spiritual land finally belongs to me!"
He looked up at the sky and saw a ray of orange-red light shining through the well-head-like blue. It must have been a beautiful sunset outside.
Fang Yuan sat cross-legged, a jade slip appeared in his hand, with a complicated look in his eyes.
Putting the jade slip between the eyebrows, the divine energy penetrated, and a piece of skill suddenly emerged, shining with light, and it could be called a pearl.
Even though he had read it many times before, he still read it from beginning to end, reading it word for word, slowly comprehending the meaning, and did not dare to slack off at all.
This jade slip was clearly the method of enlightenment for the Dream Master passed down to him by Master Wenxin!
"Dream Master! On the mainland, this is the real high-end power. Compared with it, even spiritual warriors, formations, and alchemy pale in comparison!"
The introduction given by Master Qianxin is very simple and unparalleled in its domineering tone, which makes people believe it unconsciously.
Especially Fang Yuan, after seeing the miracle of this spiritual land, he had no doubts about it.
"The so-called dream masters are actually a group of people who often deal with dreams! Dreams... are the most magical things. Why can people dream? Why do fragments of the future appear in dreams? These are what dream masters are committed to solving. problem, and once you realize that you are dreaming, you are omnipotent in the dream!”
Although this kind of topic seems illusory, Fang Yuan knows the essence of the dream master's practice.
Psychoactive substances! Consciousness affects reality!
The huge spiritual land in front of him is the best statement!
A true dream master, in the later stages, must be a dominating and terrifying existence in all directions!
And Fang Yuan finally understood why Master Wenxin said that he was gifted and wanted to change his mind and leave a legacy for himself.
"That secret must have been discovered by Master a long time ago!"
"My dream in another world... No, it was not a dream at all, it was an experience I had in the past, and it was also my real life... "
"Since Teacher Wenxin is a dream master, how could he not notice that he is extremely sensitive to dreams?"
"Maybe it's because of this that he thinks I have the qualities of a dreamer? Or does he hope that I can truly control dreams and not be confused by them?"
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Various possibilities emerged in his mind, which made Fang Yuan deeply understand the master's good intentions. He couldn't help but feel moved, and even strengthened a certain idea.