"Haha... this golden blade talisman is worthy of the attack talisman!"
Seeing the power of the talisman, the young Marquis laughed heartily. But after a moment, his laughter stopped. He looked at Fang Yuan, who was bleeding profusely, with an expression on his face as if he had seen a ghost: "You... you... you..."
For ordinary people, even those who have never broken through the golden elixir, the physical body is still very precious.
If his arm is cut off and most of his shoulder is removed at once, he will probably faint from the pain or even die immediately!
But in front of him, Fang Yuan's expression was very indifferent, as if what he was cutting was not his own body.
"Since everything is a dream, then all the pain, even the vitals, are naturally false... As long as I am willing to exist, I can exist. Theoretically, I am the master of the entire dream!"
Fang Yuan first tried to change himself and restore himself, or directly improve his cultivation to the tribulation stage.
As soon as he thought about it, nothing happened. His idea of directly cheating and changing himself into an immortal failed shamefully.
Next, Fang Yuan tried to modify the outside world, such as causing a nine-nine thunder tribulation to fall from the sky and kill the noisy flies in front of him, but he couldn't achieve it.
"Sigh... It seems that I still can't reach the sky in one step!"
Fang Yuan thought about the description of dreams. By chance, some people can know that they are having nightmares, but they can't wake up at all. They can't even do anything about the horror in their dreams because they can't completely control their dreams. Pan-consciousness, the same is true for oneself.
"Being able to wake up to your true self in a dream is already a very important step. The next step is to be able to wake up from the beginning of every dream. I know who will wake up first from the so-called big dream!"
Fang Yuan took a few steps forward. The blood on his arm had turned into a pool, but the expression on his face was extremely indifferent, as if it was not his own blood at all.
"What are you doing? Monster...monster! No...don't come here!"
The young Marquis fell to the ground in fright, and there was a fishy smell coming from his crotch, and traces of incontinence spread out.
Even if he succeeded in refining his energy, he was still half a teenager. Seeing such a strange scene, he was immediately frightened to the point of peeing!
"In the initial stage, is the fastest way to escape from one's own dream still death? Of course, I must also have the thought of leaving, otherwise, even if the power of the Tribulation Stage comes to me, I will not be able to completely remove myself from the world. Obliterate…”
Fang Yuan frowned, then took two steps forward and grabbed the young Marquis.
"Very ordinary...very real..."
He cut open the little Marquis's arm, and the blood, blood vessels, and bones were clearly visible.
Even the young Marquis continued to struggle, took out several life-saving items, and smashed them on his body, opening several large bloody holes in his body.
"Interesting! Interesting! I wonder if I will still be here next time I dream?"
Although the dream world is wonderful, the flow rate ratio must be controlled well.
In history, there are indeed examples of dream masters who accidentally fell into dreams, unable to extricate themselves, and eventually starved to death!
Therefore, when practicing as a junior dream master, a teacher must be watching over him.
Fang Yuan did not have this condition, so he immediately wanted to go out and judge the flow speed on both sides to save himself from starving to death.
"When I can truly control my own dreams, I will be the master of the world. Adjusting the proportion of time flow rate will not be a problem at all... This alone means that I have infinite more time than others..."
Fang Yuan sighed quietly, and led the screaming young master to the edge of the cliff, and jumped suddenly.
…
Boom!
Qingfeng spiritual land.
Fang Yuan was shocked and opened his eyes.
"Dreaming... It's so interesting... I didn't expect that my first dream was actually a world of cultivating immortals. I thought it would be that other world!"
He is still eager to experience that world dominated by technology and full of modernity.
It's just that when the dreamer enters the dream, especially the dreamer at the beginning, he has no control over his dream and can only passively wander in the dream.
"Um?"
He looked at the incense burner in front of him and saw only a few cigarettes on it, and the cigarette butts were only half burned.
"In the dream for more than ten years, in reality there is not even time for a stick of incense?"
Most of the time, the dream state of a dream master flows much faster than the real world. Of course, there are also some weird dreams that appear, which are very confusing.
Fang Yuan pondered, and a jade slip of inheritance appeared on his hand and was placed on his forehead.
"The practice of a dream master is divided into four steps at the beginning: entering the dream, awakening the true self, modifying the dream, and dominating!"
The so-called awakening of the true self means that every time you fall into a dream, you can awaken your consciousness and not be confused.
Modifying oneself, and then modifying the surrounding environment, is a step-by-step process. In the end, one can modify the entire world and become the true master of dreams!
After completing a dream experience, Fang Yuan suddenly felt a stream of clear water flowing from the sea of consciousness into the Niwan Palace between his eyebrows. His whole body felt refreshed. He pondered for a moment and then glanced at his attribute bar:
"Name: Fang Yuan
Fine: 8.0
Qi: 7.9
God: 4.1
Occupation: Dream disciple (entry level)
Cultivation: The eleventh level of martial arts
Skills: Black Sand Palm [Fifth Level], Eagle Claw Iron Cloth Shirt [Eleventh Level] (the true seed of condensed energy)
Specialties: Medical Skills [Level 3], Implantation Skills [Level 3]"
"Dream Apprentice—You are still a newcomer among the Dream Masters. You have just acquired the ability to enter dreams and awaken. This is the most basic entry level!"
"If you practice in a dream, you can increase your divine energy by 0.1, which is already very good!"
Seeing this, Fang Yuan nodded with satisfaction.
The Dream Master's requirements are so high that it's unbelievable that even with four times the divine energy of an ordinary person before him, he has only just reached the threshold of cultivation!
Of course, the harder it is to get started, the greater the benefits of officially embarking on the path of cultivation.
"Dream masters practice in their own dreams at the beginning. After all, this is the safest. If you are injured or die in other people's dreams, it will also cause terrible trauma to your own soul... When can you completely master your own dreams? The threshold of a dreamer is to explore other people’s dreams... "
After Fang Yuan read the inheritance left by Master Wenxin, he also knew very clearly that Dream Master was still very weak at the beginning and did not even have much ability to protect himself.
Only when you truly become a dream master and delve into other people's dreams is the dream master's true power begun.
"Unlike the warrior Dantian Qi Hai, what the dream disciples practice is the Niwan Palace between the eyebrows. When it reaches the stage of the dream master, it is the Meng Yuan Power..."
Fang Yuan touched his eyebrows.
He has already felt that in his Niwan Palace, there is a weak and cool force that is completely different from the internal force.
In terms of nature, it is more biased towards the blood energy and spiritual energy of the legal system, but there are differences.
"When it comes to truly mastering dreams, this rudimentary form of Yuan Power will turn into Dream Yuan Power, which is the foundation of all cultivation!"
Fang Yuan stood up, stretched his muscles, and came to the outside world.
This is a thatched house built on the mountainside of Qingfeng Lingdi. The outside is surrounded by a fence. The flaming jade crystal rice and Wenxin tea trees are clearly visible inside, exuding vitality.
"Sure enough... the spiritual land is the most suitable for planting spiritual seeds!"
Fang Yuan came to the edge of the fence and into a carefully cultivated field.
In addition to the two mature spiritual plants, he also sprinkled the red fruit core and some of the rescued spiritual plant seeds.
I hope that with the magic of the spiritual land, these spiritual plants can thrive.
In the dream master's training, too much is not enough. At this stage, dreaming once a day is enough. At this time, Fang Yuan put the remaining energy into taking care of the spiritual land and subduing the red-eyed white birds.
Those chicks had been hungry for several days, and suddenly they smelled like milk and they finally started eating, which made Fang Yuan feel a little relieved.
As long as you bow your head now, there will always be ways to tame it in the future. Over time, under a subtle influence, what does it matter even if your heart is as stubborn as a stone
I'm just afraid that the White Bird King will be like that, he has already made up his mind to die, and it's really useless to do anything.
"And these eggs... let the iron-feathered black eagle hatch them? It seems a bit unreliable!"
Fang Yuan climbed up to the platform, touched a huge white bird egg, felt the throbbing of the young bird inside, and couldn't help but shook his head: "Or... go find a group of hens and try it? Maybe it will work!"
If the White Bird King knew what he was thinking at this time, he would be ashamed to death, or even shake his mind.
"Chirp!"
Just when Fang Yuan was planning to use bird eggs to stimulate the White Bird King, accompanied by a gust of wind, the figure of the Iron Feathered Black Eagle landed on the platform, carrying a flowered fox marten on its back.
It was teasing the white birds these days and having fun with the flower fox and marten back and forth between the spiritual land and the deep valley, but it was also enjoying itself quite a lot. It had no idea that it was almost in disaster and was being used as a nanny by Fang Yuan to incubate eggs.
"What did you find again?"
Seeing the signal for him to come forward, Fang Yuan said with a smile, took a few steps closer, and his eyes suddenly froze.
"Giggle!"
The flower fox and marten screamed angrily, and there was a wound on its body. It was delicate and smooth. It was not a beast, but a weapon made by a human warrior.
"This injury... Something happened to the valley?!"
After some exchanges of gestures, Fang Yuan's eyes suddenly narrowed, and his eyes shone brightly.
"That's right... I have been focusing on the spiritual land these past few days, and I haven't paid much attention to things outside. Could something have happened?"
"It's just that even though that place is no longer the focus, it is still the place where I started, and it is the face of my master and me!"
"How dare you mess with me!"
Fang Yuan sneered and got on the back of Iron Feather Black Eagle: "Let's go! It's time to teach them a lesson!"
"Chirp!"
The iron-feathered black eagle flapped its wings and flew high into the clouds, disappearing without a trace.
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Glen.
At this time, outside the hut at the entrance of the valley, two groups of people were confronting each other.
On one side were Elder Han and Zhou Wenwu, and on the other side were a group of strange warriors, surrounded by an old man wearing quail clothes and a red face.
"The white ferret just now was raised by the miracle doctor. Are you going to be so rude again?"
Zhou Wenwu glanced at Elder Han, who was still there and had nothing to do with him, but he still had to bite the bullet and stood up and spoke loudly.