Chapter 80 Dreamer (Please Recommend!)

"Haha... this golden blade talisman is worthy of attacking the talisman!"

Seeing the power of the talisman, the young master laughed heartily, but after a while, his laughter gradually stopped, looking at Fang Yuan who was bleeding profusely, the expression on his face seemed to see a ghost: "You...you...you ..."

Ordinary people, even immortal cultivators who have never broken through the golden core, have a physical body that is still very precious.

If the arm is cut off and most of the shoulder is taken away, I am afraid that I will pass out from the pain immediately, or even die directly!

But in front of him, Fang Yuan's expression was very indifferent, as if he didn't chop off his own body.

"Since everything is a dream, all the pain and even the vital points are naturally fake... As long as I want to exist, I can exist. In theory, I am the master of the entire dream!"

Fang Yuan first tried to change himself, restore himself, or directly raise his cultivation level to the Tribulation Transcending Stage.

In one thought, nothing happened. His idea of ​​directly cheating and modifying himself into a fairy failed shamefully.

Then, Fang Yuan tried to modify the outside world, such as letting a ninety-nine thunderstorm fall from the sky to kill the noisy flies in front of him, but it couldn't be achieved.

"Alas... it seems that I still can't reach the sky in one step!"

Fang Yuan thought of the description of the dream. Some people can know that they are having a nightmare by chance, but they can't wake up at all. They can't even do anything about the horror in the dream, because they still can't completely control their emotions Pan-consciousness, the same is true for oneself.

"Being able to wake up to the 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. The so-called big dream is whoever wakes up first, and I know it all my life!"

Fang Yuan took a few steps forward, the blood on his arm had already flowed into a pool, but the expression on his face was extremely indifferent, as if it wasn't his own blood at all.

"What are you doing? Blame... monster! No... don't come here!"

The little Hou Ye was frightened to the ground, and there was a smell of shame coming from his crotch, and the traces of his body scattered.

Even if he succeeded in refining Qi, he was still a half-grown boy. Seeing such a strange scene, he was immediately scared to pee!

"In the initial stage, is death the fastest way to get out of my dream? Of course, I must also have the idea of ​​leaving, otherwise, even if I come here during the tribulation period, I will not be able to completely escape from the world. obliterate..."

Fang Yuan frowned, and immediately took two steps forward, grabbing the young master.

"Very ordinary...very real..."

He cut open the young master's arm, and the blood, blood vessels, and bones were clearly visible.

Even the young master continued to struggle, took out a few life-saving objects, and smashed them on his body, opening several big blood holes in his body.

"Interesting! Interesting! I don't know if I will be here next time I fall into a dream?"

Although the dream world is wonderful, the flow rate ratio must be well grasped.

In history, there are really examples of dream masters who practiced carelessly, fell into the dreamland directly, couldn't extricate themselves, and finally starved to death!

Therefore, in the cultivation of elementary dream masters, there must be a teacher to watch over them.

Fang Yuan didn't have this condition, so he immediately thought about going out, judging the speed of the flow on both sides, so as to save himself from starving to death.

"When I can really manipulate my own dreams, I will be the master of the world, and it will not be a problem to adjust the ratio of time flow... This alone means that I have more infinite time than others..."

Fang Yuan sighed faintly, and brought 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.

"Dream...it's so interesting...unexpectedly, my first dream turned out to be a world of cultivating immortals. I thought it would be that other world!"

He is still very eager to experience the technology-based and modern world.

It's just that the dream master enters the dream, especially the dream master at the beginning, who can't control his dream at all, and can only wander passively in the dream.

"Um?"

He looked at the incense burner in front of him, only to see that there was very little cigarette smoke on it, and the cigarette butts were only half burnt.

"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 flow rate of the dream master's dream is far higher than that of the real world. Of course, there are also some strange dreams, which are very pitiful.

Fang Yuan pondered, and the Jade Slip of Inheritance appeared in his hand, which was pasted 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.

And modifying oneself, and then modifying the surrounding environment, is a gradual process. In the end, it is to modify the whole world and become the real master of dreams!

After completing a dream experience, Fang Yuan suddenly felt a clear stream flow from the Sea of ​​Consciousness into the Niwan Palace between the Eyebrows, and his whole body was refreshed. He pondered for a while, and immediately glanced at his attribute bar:

"Name: Fang Yuan

Fine: 8.0

Gas: 7.9

God: 4.1

Occupation: Dreamer (beginner)

Cultivation level: Martial arts level 11

Skills: Black Sand Palm [five layers], Eagle Claw Iron Cloth Shirt [eleven layers] (true species that condense energy)

Specialties: Medical Skills [Level 3], Implantation [Level 3]"

"Dreamer——you are still a newcomer among the dreamers. You just have the ability to enter and awaken dreams, and you are the most basic entry-level!"

"It's already very good to increase the divine energy by 0.1 once you practice in a dream!"

Seeing this, Fang Yuan nodded in satisfaction.

The dream master's requirements are so high that it is inconceivable that even with four times the divine essence of an ordinary person before him, he has just reached the threshold of cultivation!

Of course, the harder it is to get started, the greater the benefits of formally embarking on the path of cultivation.

"The cultivation of a dream master starts in his own dream. After all, this is the safest place. If he is injured or dies in someone else's dream, it will also cause terrible trauma to his own soul... When he can completely grasp his own dream, he will be counted. After crossing the threshold of a dream master, it is time to explore other people's dreams..."

After Fang Yuan read the inheritance left by Layman Wenxin, he also knew very well that Master Meng was very weak in the beginning, and he didn't even have much power to protect himself.

Only when one truly becomes a dream master and penetrates other people's dreams is the beginning of the dream master's real power.

"Different from the martial artist's dantian qi sea, what the dream apprentice cultivates is the Niwan Palace between the Eyebrows. When he reaches the dream master stage, it is the Meng Yuanli..."

Fang Yuan touched the center of his eyebrows.

He already felt that in his Niwan Palace, there was a weak and cool force that was completely different from the internal force.

In terms of nature, it is more inclined to the blood energy and spirit energy of the legal system, but there are differences.

"When you can truly master the dream, this rudimentary form of Yuanli will also become Mengyuanli, which is the foundation of all cultivation!"

Fang Yuan got up, stretched his muscles and bones, and went to the outside world.

This is a thatched cottage built on the hillside of Qingfeng Spiritual Land, surrounded by a fence outside, Yanyu Jingmi and Wenxin tea trees are impressively inside, exuding vitality.

"Sure enough...the spiritual land is the most suitable for the cultivation of spiritual seeds!"

Fang Yuan came to the edge of the fence, in a carefully cultivated field.

In addition to the two mature spiritual plants, he also sprinkled the vermilion fruit core and some rescued spiritual plant seeds.

I hope that these spiritual plants can thrive with the magic of the spiritual land.

It is too late to practice as a dream master. At the current stage, one can dream once a day. At this time, Fang Yuan puts the rest of his energy into taking care of the spiritual land and subduing the red-eyed white bird.

Those chicks starved for a few days, and suddenly they had the taste of mothers with milk, and finally started to eat, which made Fang Yuan feel a little relieved.

As long as you bow your head at this time, there will be ways to tame it in the future. Over time, under the influence of subtle influences, what is it even if your heart is as stubborn as a rock?

I'm afraid that he is like the White Bird King, who already has the will to die, and it is really useless to do anything.

"And these birds' eggs... let Tie Ling Black Hawk hatch? It seems a bit unreliable!"

Fang Yuan climbed onto the platform, touched a huge white bird egg, and felt the throbbing of the baby bird inside, he couldn't help shaking his head: "Or... find a group of hens to try? Maybe it will work! "

If the White Bird King knew what he was thinking at this time, it would be possible for him to feel ashamed and even shake his mind.

"Chirp!"

Just when Fang Yuan was thinking about using the eggs to stimulate the White Bird King, accompanied by a gust of wind, the figure of Tie Ling Black Eagle landed on the platform, with a fox on its back.

These days it teased the white bird, and played with the flower fox mink back and forth in the spirit land and the valley, but it was also enjoying itself, not knowing that it was about to face disaster, and was regarded by Fang Yuan as a nanny for hatching eggs.

"What did you find again?"

Seeing him being signaled to step forward, Fang Yuan said with a smile, and after taking a few steps closer, his eyes froze.

"Clack!"

Huahu Diao let out a resentful cry, and there was a wound on its body, delicate and flat, not a beast, but a weapon from a human warrior.

"This injury... something happened to Yougu?!"

After exchanging gestures, Fang Yuan's eyes suddenly narrowed, and the pupils were full of light.

"That's right... I've been focusing on the spiritual land for the past few days, and I don't care about the outside affairs at all. Could it be that something happened?"

"It's just that even though that place is no longer the point, it is also the place where I started, and it is the face of me and Master!"

"Dare to provoke me!"

Fang Yuan sneered, and got on the back of Tie Ling Black Eagle: "Let's go! It's time to teach them a lesson!"

"Chirp!"

The Tie Ling black eagle fluttered its wings and flew high, submerged into the clouds in an instant, and disappeared without a trace.

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glen.

At this time, outside Taniguchi's hut, two groups of people were confronting each other.

On one side are Elder Han and Zhou Wenwu, and on the other side are a group of unfamiliar warriors, surrounded by an old man in ruddy clothes with a red face.

"The white mink just now was raised by a genius doctor, why are you so rude?"

Zhou Wenwu took a look at Elder Han, who had nothing to do with him and the old god was there, but still bit the bullet, stood up and said loudly.