Bang!
As if falling from a high altitude, Fang Yuan was shocked and opened his eyes.
"Whoever wakes up from the big dream first will know it in my life!"
He looked at the surrounding environment. It was dark and deep, with jagged rocks and no sunlight. It looked like the bottom of a deep valley. He couldn't help but smile: "I didn't expect that after falling into a dream this time, I would be able to awaken my true self instantly!"
After falling into a dream, all the five aggregates are confused, and it is extremely difficult for an ordinary person to wake up. Even if he wakes up occasionally by chance, he cannot do it again and again. Now that Fang Yuan has done this, it is a great progress.
"Well...here is..."
Looking at the pool of flesh and blood beside him and the faint screams coming from the cliff above, Fang Yuan looked at his body and suddenly had a clear understanding: "Is it still the same world as last time? And at that time?"
Since he had already measured the flow of time, he was taking his time at this moment, ignoring the mess next to him, and sat cross-legged, thinking about his current situation.
"Ordinary people's dreams... must be bizarre and difficult to measure. The same is true for dreamers at the beginning, but I am different! My first dream is so stable? Is the world system complete?"
Even though it is a fantasy world, it still has a bit of absurdity, but if it can be justified on the surface and continue to operate, this is a huge improvement!
According to what the layman Wen Xin said in the jade slips, for ordinary dreamers to achieve this step and build a relatively complete world, it often takes several years of hard work!
"This... either I have a special talent, or the master has actually secretly guided me to practice in my dreams, during the tea ceremony?"
"However, the imagined world is all false after all. The so-called power system and the way to cultivate immortality are complete bullshit! If you put it in Qinghe County, you can't even deceive a warrior who has passed the first three levels!"
Since everything is an illusion, where is the reality
Fang Yuan just recalled the exercises given by Qingyun Lower Court and felt very ridiculous.
"Dreams are turning into reality, and the rules will inevitably become closer and closer to the real world... This is a big project, and for me now, it is even more impossible!"
Fang Yuan tilted his head and thought for a while, stopped worrying, looked around, and slowly climbed up along a gap.
The cliff was steep, and the slanting wind was like a knife. Fortunately, there were still thick vines growing on the rock wall. After being blown by wind and rain, they were like iron chains, easily supporting his weight.
"Huhu..."
After climbing up the cliff, Fang Yuan took a few breaths and immediately shook his head: "Although I can't change the outside world at this time, or even improve my own cultivation, no one can change my 'existence', because this is my dream. , I am the master, no matter how low my authority is, I can still refresh my status and maintain my existence!"
"Now... it's time to try to influence the surroundings and finally correct the world!"
"That stupid qi refining method still has to be picked up and practiced!"
The introduction to the method of cultivating immortals in the Qianyuan world is very simple. It requires extraordinary bones, absorbing the spiritual energy of the void with the immortal bones in the body, making progress step by step, and finally successfully building the foundation.
Originally, when he was addicted, Fang Yuan had set himself to have useless immortal veins, and his physique would never be able to sense spiritual energy.
But now
As his thoughts moved, the air rippled, and a trace of cool breath was pulled in, entering along the back of his neck and going straight to his spine.
"Huh..."
Not long after, Fang Yuan opened his eyes and exhaled a white breath: "The first level of Qi refining, completed? Why does it feel similar to the twelve levels of my Golden Lock Tower? It's also... I have learned a lot of knowledge from me, and Memories from another world..."
"I don't know how good the qualifications that I have given me under my thoughts are at this time? How does it compare to those geniuses?"
This place is the Qingyun Mountains, where the lower courtyard is located, and the spiritual energy is extremely abundant.
After Fang Yuan successfully refined his Qi, he was reluctant to leave and simply entered the cultivation state again.
Whoops!
The breeze blew by, and a slight white mist emerged, and strands of it gathered towards Fang Yuan.
The so-called threshold of the thirteenth level of Qi refining immediately turned into child's play in front of him.
Second floor!
the third floor!
The fourth floor!
In just an instant, Fang Yuan broke through the fifth level and reached the middle stage of Qi refining.
"Does it seem ordinary?"
He touched his arm and was a little speechless: "It seems that in my subconscious mind, the magic power of the immortal cultivators in this world is not outstanding in terms of the increase of the physical body. The key lies in the talismans, magic spells, and magic weapons. !”
"Senior Brother Liu, this is it!"
Suddenly, there were flashes of light from several places on the horizon. A group of people, riding a giant leaf-shaped flying magic weapon, came to the top of Fang Yuan's head. The first few were clearly the doglegs on the cliff.
When he saw Fang Yuan at this time, his eyes immediately turned red: "This is Fang Yuan who killed the young marquis, you have to make the decision for us!"
"Please be careful, Senior Brother Liu, this man is really weird. He had his arm cut off before, but somehow he recovered again. He is like a monster!"
"Even if this person jumps off a cliff and survives, so what if he has some weird features? Our senior brother Liu Zhou is a genius who has perfected Qi refining and is about to condense the Gang Sha! He is dressed in glazed immortal bones and is ranked 397th on the Mainland Immortal List. In the future, The achievements are limitless!”
…
Whoops!
The magic weapon landed on the ground, and a handsome young man came down from it. He had starry eyebrows and sword-like eyes. He was dressed in a well-tailored cyan spiritual robe, which was faintly shining.
Fang Yuan felt ashamed before seeing such a proud man of heaven, but now he looked calm and didn't feel anything.
"Are you Fang Yuan? I am Liu Zhou! These fellow disciples accused you of killing the young Marquis Hanhai and pushing him off the cliff, leaving no trace of his body. Can you plead guilty?"
When the young man saw Fang Yuan, he frowned, obviously seeing that this good-for-nothing was very different from usual.
Especially when he had just come up from the bottom of the cliff and saw the little Marquis who had turned into a puddle of flesh, and then compared it with Fang Yuan who was unharmed, he immediately felt that the other person was unfathomable.
"So what if you admit it? So what if you don't admit it?"
Fang Yuan burst out laughing, finding it very interesting.
"Everything in the dream is actually the evolution of my subconscious mind. In other words, conquering the dream...is the process of controlling the mind, completely controlling the true self, and cultivating the state of mind?"
"you… "
Liu Zhou narrowed his eyes and suddenly felt that Fang Yuan was in very danger at this moment.
Because he couldn't see the slightest fear on this young man's face! This is simply impossible.
Ordinary teenagers always feel uneasy when they are caught doing bad things. Then when they are frightened by the patriarchal laws, they immediately have to confess everything.
But the man in front of him looked calm and clear, as if he and others were no more than ants, and he was the leader of the sect!
good! That's how it feels!
Liu Zhou's eyes shone with light, and Fang Yuan suddenly felt a little more disgusted.
"Bold! Why don't you surrender quickly!"
He shouted coldly, and a small jade sword weapon flew out of his sleeve, and died in mid-air like a snake. It was extremely agile and breathed out sword light.
"Magic weapon!"
"The real flying sword weapon!"
Several low-level disciples exclaimed, and they couldn't imagine that just to deal with an ordinary good-for-nothing, the senior brother would even use such a magical weapon!
"Huh? This person has murderous intentions?!"
Under the magic weapon, the most sensitive person is naturally Fang Yuan.
Feeling the mountain-like pressure and the terrifying spiritual pressure on the flying sword, he couldn't help but have a sneer on his face: "You think I ignored him and my pride was insulted?"
As soon as he thought of this, the murderous intention in his heart also surged out.
If he were in the real Qinghe County, he might still have some scruples, but at this moment he laughed loudly: "You are like an ant, you still dare to murder me? It seems that today, the entire Qingyun Lower Court will shed blood because of you. It flows like a river!”
The path of cultivation is all about understanding one thought.
Now that we are here, what if we are enemies of the entire world and the world of immortality? It’s just a dream!
"There are too many constraints in reality, and the warrior's mind is dusty. How to break through?"
Fang Yuan had a clear understanding at once: "But in the dream, everything is just me. Kill if you want to kill, burn if you want to burn. If you think of good, you will be a Buddha for thousands of families. If you think of evil, you will be the Ming King who will destroy the world." It’s the best place to cultivate your mind!”
Thinking of this, he immediately stopped hesitating and rushed towards Liu Zhou.
"Hmph! Stubborn!"
Seeing Fang Yuan rushing towards him, Liu Zhou had a mocking smile on his face.
How can a mere mortal's martial arts deal with the Senior Brother of the Lower Court who has already perfected his Qi and has magical weapons and talismans in his hands
"Qing Ming! Kill!"
He pointed at Fang Yuan, and the flying sword weapon in mid-air suddenly turned into a ray of green light, and suddenly went straight down, like a rainbow penetrating the sun, and passed through Fang Yuan's chest at lightning speed.
puff!
Amid the blood and flowers all over the sky, a big hole appeared in Fang Yuan's chest.
But he didn't even frown. Under self-conscious control, even the pain was reduced to a minimum, and he came to Liu Zhou at once: "Black Sand Eagle Claw Hand!"
boom!
With a palm, Liu Zhou's figure flew backwards, but Fang Yuan stopped suddenly, with a hint of confusion on his face.
"Evil...evil!"
Liu Zhou stood up and looked at the shimmering robes on his body. He was filled with fear. He looked at Fang Yuan with a hint of fear in his eyes: "What on earth are you?!"
Even a cultivator in the golden elixir stage would not be able to calm down with a big hole in his chest.
He no longer regards Fang Yuan as the disciple he was before, but as an extremely terrifying undead evil thing!
"Magical weapon defense?"
Fang Yuan looked at his right hand and silently complained: "I didn't expect that I actually have such a setting. I'm really causing trouble for myself..."
While sighing, he suddenly stepped forward and came to Liu Zhou's side again.
"Ah... don't come here!"
Faced with an evil creature that could not be killed by magical weapons and ineffective by spells, Liu Zhou retreated repeatedly, and finally looked at the trace of spiritual power coming out of Fang Yuan's hand in horror.
"Even magic weapons have their limits!"
Fang Yuan ignored the flying sword outside. No matter how many times it stabbed him, he would immediately recover as before. Instead, he punched one after another, constantly destroying the robes of the man in front of him.
Click!
Finally, under Liu Zhou's horrified gaze, his cassock shattered into pieces, and Fang Yuan's claw mark hit his forehead, and his head suddenly turned into a ball of paste.