Chapter 143 Big Dream

end of may.

Following the news of the death of the master of Xiayang and the escape of the master of Qingquan, the Youshan army also completely occupied Xiayang's mansion and was approaching the capital.

For a time, Liu Yan became very popular, and he was hailed as the number one spiritual man, and his reputation continued to spread among several countries.

"Xia Yunqing died? Lan Xiaosheng was seriously injured and escaped?"

Fang Yuan, who returned to Qinghe County, naturally received the news immediately, and his instinctive reaction was to not believe it.

"Impossible! Unless Liu Yan has already broken through Tong Yuan, even if he is at the peak of Yuan Gathering Realm, it will be difficult to match the siege of two people of the same level...unless..."

Fang Yuan pondered for a moment, then looked at Zhou Wenwu: "Any more detailed news?"

"Your Honor!"

Zhou Wenwu bowed: "According to what we said at the time, the three palace masters fought against each other, and the momentum was really shocking, especially when Palace Master Liu made a move, the sky was full of burning clouds, dyeing the entire sky red, It's like burning the sky and destroying the earth..."

"Afterwards, Mansion Master Liu sat in Xiayang Mansion City, and even summoned all the Wuzong spirits in Xia Kingdom to pledge their loyalty, otherwise don't say it was unexpected!"

When he said this, his face became a little ugly: "My lord, how should we deal with ourselves?"

"Fire cloud?"

Fang Yuan's eyes moved: "This is a bit strange..."

According to what he knew, Liu Yan's spiritual fire should be blue.

Of course, this is a trivial matter, it’s nothing, the key is that Liu Yan took advantage of this big victory, instead of directly sweeping the court, occupying the king’s capital, and grasping the righteous name, instead of summoning a group of heroes in Xiayangfu City, what is it?

'Could it be that... this person has not been promoted to Tongyuan, but only supported by evil methods, and this time is also the end of his strength...'

Fang Yuan was thoughtful, looked at a group of worried subordinates, and smiled again: "Soldiers come to block, water comes to cover, since the palace master has called, I will go..."

After all, after robbing Xiayang Mansion this time, Liu Yan must have searched a lot of treasures, and I don't know if he will force a breakthrough. He is naturally very interested in this result.

‘Of course, before that, it’s more important to focus on one’s own cultivation! '

After dismissing his subordinates, Fang Yuan came to the quiet room, sat cross-legged, turned his wrists, and the Yangyuan Yishen Pill from Lu Renjia's cave appeared before.

"The elixir is strong and domineering, not as docile as Lingu. It can be taken every day, but it's good to use it to break through occasionally!"

Fang Yuan thought for a while: "I have given these bottles of pills to people to try first, and they are indeed very effective. There is no hidden hand to hide them, but they can be used... Who would have thought that I have become a drug addict now?"

He didn't hesitate anymore, his eyes flashed, he immediately took the Yangyuan Yishen Pill, and closed his eyes to refine the medicinal power.

Fang Yuan has rich experience in eating spiritual things, but this is the first time he has swallowed spiritual pills seriously.

After the elixir entered his stomach, he immediately noticed the difference.

Waves of majestic spiritual power flowed through his body like an awakened angry dragon in an instant, making him feel like his limbs were bulging and his skin was about to crack.

'In terms of efficacy, this panacea is far thicker than Linggu! '

This panacea is the extracted spirit essence, of course it is not comparable to ordinary spirit plants.

According to Fang Yuan's estimation, the spiritual power in this pill is equivalent to eating 40 to 50 catties of spiritual rice! Since alchemists exist, of course they have their unique features.

After a long time, Fang Yuan opened his eyes.

"Within the dantian, Wu Zong's Yuanli is much thicker, but it's a pity that there is no way forward..."

Feeling the progress of his cultivation, he frowned again: "On the contrary, it is Meng Yuanli, but not much effort. As usual, it seems that we still have to rely on the practice of dreaming and building dreams!"

Thinking of this, his divine essence scanned his whole body, and his complexion changed again: "Although the panacea is wonderful, there is always the risk of erysipelas, and it is also a concern if it accumulates hard... However, no one can afford the luxury of a solar eclipse panacea. The unrivaled elixir cultivated by the alchemist will surely seize the fortune of the heaven and the earth, invade the mystery of the sun and the moon, there is absolutely no erysipelas..."

...

Wu Zong had no way forward, no matter how strong his origin power was, it would not be of much help.

Fang Yuan immediately stopped swallowing the Yangyuan Yishen Pill, and turned his attention to the Calming Pill.

He first set his target on Lingyin.

This woman is a spiritual disciple, equivalent to a martial artist in the Earth Element Realm, but at this time she was almost spoiled by him, almost insane.

If Fang Yuan is willing, he can change this woman's thinking at any time, and make a completely loyal slave girl who can serve him to death at any time.

It's just that he is not a vicious person after all, and he didn't frantically make any major changes to Lingyin's memory. He just corrected the hostility in her subconscious, such as completely shifting the target of hatred to Liu Yan, and slowly planting a little bit of loyalty. What.

Inside the prison, surrounded by mist, Lingyin Haitang was sleeping in spring, with a trace of childishness on her face.

"Have a good dream!"

After fine-tuning her memory again, Fang Yuan got up and walked out of the cell.

Modifying memory, especially the memory of others, is really a complex and vast technical task, even if it is just fine-tuning, it is not something that can be completed in a day or two.

But after the completion, the woman's loyalty can be guaranteed, and she can be included in the income system.

"If it's true..."

Walking through several cells, Fang Yuan looked at the slightly familiar prisoners inside, and said thoughtfully, "The people of the Lin family, especially Lin Leiyue and Lin Benchu, should use this method to save Zhou Wenwu from daring to move." It's..."

Regarding the disposal of the Lin family, although Fang Yuan let go, Zhou Wenwu was still very entangled.

It's not like letting him go, or killing him, he can only be detained forever.

Up to now, the Lin family has suffered enough, as long as they can guarantee that there will be no moths in the future, it is okay to let them go.

Especially Lin Leiyue, since she can be valued by Layman Wenxin, maybe her aptitude is not as simple as the psychic moon body?

"Let's go!"

After leaving the cell, Fang Yuan summoned Tie Ling Black Eagle, soaring into the sky, to where Shi Yutong was imprisoned.

"You are here again!"

Inside the crypt, Shi Yutong sat cross-legged with a cold expression.

Ever since she knew she couldn't impress Fang Yuan, let alone let the other party let her go, she had always acted like this.

It's just that today's Shi Yutong obviously felt a little danger, and his expression couldn't help becoming tense.

"The promotion of Meng Yuanli requires many times to dream and build dreams. My dream building method is already irresistible even to spiritual disciples. The next step is Wu Zong..."

Fang Yuan looked resolute, and suddenly waved his hand, and a misty white mist emerged.

"what are you up to?"

Shi Yutong's heart trembled.

The unknown is the most frightening thing. In terms of strength, Fang Yuan can do whatever she wants now that her Yuan power is restrained. She is still so cautious, and she must have other schemes—from some aspects, her intuition is very accurate, but it is still a pity It's useless.

People are knives, I am fish, that's how it is!

The mist surged, Shi Yutong fought hard, but his eyes were still dazzled, and he passed out.

Fang Yuan looked solemn.

If you want to use the dream method on a Wuzong, if you fail, the backlash must be very terrifying.

"The calming pill that can calm the mind and drive away distracting thoughts and demons, I hope it is as effective as the rumors!"

Fang Yuan thought to himself that with his current cultivation, he would not be able to dream of becoming a Martial Ancestor, unless he used the help of a elixir.

Therefore, he swallowed the elixir, with a serious expression on his face, and pointed at Shi Yutong's eyebrows: "Dream!"

...

Qinghe County belongs to Lingzong.

The tall mountain gate stands tall, full of majesty and solemnity.

A group of young boys and girls, wearing standard exercise uniforms, lined up to enter the Guiling Sect one by one.

"Listen, I belong to the Lingzong sect, which is the leading sect in Qinghe County. You are lucky to have cultivated in my sect. From now on, you must swear to serve you to the death, and you must not violate the sect's rules. Commandments, otherwise..."

In front, a martial arts instructor was following his admonitions, and at the end of the day, he was already stern.

"Next, start dividing up your masters, the children whose names I report, come up immediately!"

The deacon's voice came: "Zhao Hu, Wang Er, Qian Sun... have joined the coach head's sect! Still not out?"

"Master!"

Immediately, three children were brought to the front and kowtowed to a man in Gepao, calling them Master.

"Well, come with me!"

The man in Gepao had a gloomy expression, and he didn't seem very willing, so he agreed casually and took the three children away.

"The next group, Zhao Luoqiu, Bao Hongyan, Yu Bicheng... will join Master Zhang!"

Immediately, three more little ghosts came out and bowed down to a middle-aged lady.

It's just that the clothes they were wearing were quite good. The female master looked kind, and seemed to have a higher status than the previous teacher Gui. She nodded reservedly and took the disciples away.

"The next group..."

Accompanied by this voice, there were fewer and fewer children in the field, and only a few remained in the end.

"Strange...why am I here?"

Among them, a boy dressed in rags, who looked like a little beggar, suddenly had a hint of doubt on his face.

In the middle of his head, there was a clear stream and a mist that seemed to be constantly entangled, causing him to clutch his forehead in great pain.

"Who the hell am I?"

"Fang Yuan! Are you okay?"

At this moment, a little girl next to her stepped forward and asked nervously.

"Fang Yuan? Fang Yuan! I am Fang Yuan!!"

The little beggar muttered, and suddenly a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Thank you, little sister!"

In just an instant, after awakening his true self, Fang Yuan's temperament changed drastically. Wolf Gu Yingpan glanced around and said, "Well...it's true that I belong to the Spiritual Sect, thanks to the help of the spirit pill, otherwise I'm afraid I will really get lost ..."

Beside him, the little girl blinked her big eyes, a little confused.

"That's all!"

Fang Yuan was in a good mood, subconsciously pinched the little girl's chubby face, feeling that she was on par with Lan Ruo, couldn't help but asked with a smile, "What's your name?"

"Shi Yutong!"

The little girl smiled sweetly, and handed out a white handkerchief: "Come on, wipe your face!"

"Um?!"

Fang Yuan took it in a daze, with a slightly complicated expression on his face.

Is there any way to make fun of people in the world?

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