Inside the humble house.

Fang Yuan lay comfortably, his eyes seemingly closed, as if he is sleeping.

In fact, in the middle of his eyebrows, a trace of lively divine essence gathered together to attract the energy of the world from the outside world, as if a dragon was hidden in the abyss, waiting for the final takeoff of the nine heavens.

"Although internal strength cultivation can be deprived, my mind will last forever, and my heart will be constant, which is for eternity!"

After some breathing, Fang Yuan stood up and felt refreshed.

He had already had the state of mind of the dream master, and it was not difficult to reach the sky in one step at this time.

After all, the qualifications of this body are extraordinary. Yang Fan can detect other people's emotions since he was a child, and even listen to his heart's voice. The high level of divine essence is simply terrifying!

Perhaps, it is precisely because of this that I am being seen that I am being cared for and suppressed.

"Although you can break through Mengtu by sensing the energy of heaven and earth into your body, opening up the ancestral orifices between your eyebrows, Niwan sea of ​​consciousness, and condensing your energy... But there is no hurry to do this. Even if Mengtu is good at hiding, it is difficult to guarantee that there are any masters around Mrs. Wang... It is better to slowly draw it."

At this time, he slowly polished his ancestral hierarchy and had a clear mind. He even retraceeded the previous path and had many insights. He had vaguely touched the state of Taiding that the lay Buddhist inquired about sitting in the tea ceremony.

When the mind reaches peace, it will never be damaged. No matter what disaster you encounter, it will not retreat.

It's like him at this moment.

The dreamer has reached the state of mind and wants to reach the sky in one step, but it is only a matter of thought.

"That's how the dream master can do it... After all, if the dream master enters a dream, he is gambling in many cases, and it is difficult to guarantee that my situation will occur, so he is more inclined to flow!"

Fang Yuan gained something slightly. At this time, his mind moved, driving the condensed energy of heaven and earth to dissipate to his back, speeding up his injury recovery.

"It's just an urgent matter, or the imperial examination. It seems that Mrs. Wang has made up her mind to lock me up, no! Yang Fan... How big is this grudge?"

Although it doesn’t matter to Fang Yuan at all, it’s at least a way to jump out.

But now it seems that Mrs. Wang just wants to raise him as a pig, and she wishes she could be mediocre and die for the rest of her life and never have a chance to make a comeback!

It has been seven days since he was confined.

As the energy of heaven and earth is condensed every day, the wound on the body is almost healed.

"I have already met the requirements of the dream master. The next step is not to condense the prototype of the dream essence, but to directly condense the dream essence!"

Fang Yuan touched his eyebrows.

At this time, the ancestral orifice between the eyebrows has been opened and all preparations have been completed. It can be said that everything is ready, but it is only the east wind is not there.

"If this Mrs. Wang really wants to continue to harm her, then kill her and run to the world directly. It seems good! It's just this dream, how should I pass the level?"

Judging from Yang Fan's life, the key to understanding the idea lies in the Yang family!

"And... there are also martial arts methods!"

As soon as he thought of this, an excitement immediately appeared in his eyes.

Xia Zhu and other countries live in a corner of the world and have a very shallow knowledge. After being promoted to Wuzong, there will be no way out. However, the trend of Daqian's martial arts practice is growing more and more, but it is different!

After Wuzong, he still found many realms and was able to compete with the Tongyuan Spiritual Sect!

The Yang family’s Qiankun Giant Spirit Achievement is also listed here!

"Maybe... Yang Fan's inheritance is this dream!"

The benefits of successive succession have made Fang Yuan ecstatic.

Perhaps because he was a dream master, the benefits he gained in this dream were far beyond expectations.

"The ultimate inheritance of the dream master may be the real dream condensed by his own memory... No matter what kind of martial arts, treasures, or even experience and connections, they can be passed on intact!"

Fang Yuan suddenly had a thought: "Maybe... Master Wenxin's layman in the last inheritance he left was a dream he had experienced in his life? Wait for a moment..."

He looked at the real world and suddenly felt something was wrong again.

"Zhuang Zhou dreams of butterflies, butterflies dream of Zhuang Zhou... Such a real dream and complex memories, if they are piled up together, will they not be assimilated? This is also a layer of risk in the dream."

If you accept memory many times, you will easily be contaminated and even develop a new personality.

In the words of his previous life, it is called schizophrenia, but it is not impossible for the dreamer to use this to be reborn!

"If it is an evil dream master, it is more likely!"

Fang Yuan suddenly became a little more alert and began to sort out his martial arts gains.

"Even in the family martial arts field, the martial arts teacher will only teach the content of the twelve levels of the Qiankun Giant Spirit. As for how to break through the Wuzong and even the subsequent cultivation methods, it is a secret in the secret, which cannot be touched by Yang Fan, a mere concubine. If it were Yang Hu..."

"I have heard those warriors mention a few words. Among the clan elders, there seems to be a Martial Sect that cannot be less than the Tongyuan Spiritual Sect...that realm seems to be called... Tongmai!"

His eyes kept flashing.

The dream master's dream is undoubtedly a huge treasure.

At this time, Fang Yuan must excavate these treasures as much as possible while passing the level.

"When it comes to passing the level, then Yang Fan went away from Xia Kingdom afterwards. Could it be that it was because he destroyed the Yang family? If this is true, the difficulty would be too high..."

Fang Yuan shook his head. Even in his heyday, he could not be a match between Tongyuan Spiritual Sage and Tongmai Warrior.

"Yang Fan!!"

At this moment, a howling sound came from outside, making Fang Yuan's eardrum buzz, as if he heard a tiger's roar.

Click!

The fragile door panel exploded, and a strong boy rushed in.

He had thick eyebrows, tiger eyes, yellow cheeks, and vaguely spiritual patterns gathered on his forehead, forming a "king". Every move was filled with amazing power, as if a big tiger had become a person with a sperm.

"So it's the second brother!"

Fang Yuan was still holding Yang Fan's name at this time and could only hold his fists and salute: "I don't know what you are doing here?"

Mrs. Wang has two sons and one daughter, but she doesn't deal with him, so naturally she doesn't have to be very polite.

But this Yang Hu's qi, blood and essence still surprised Fang Yuan.

‘I have tiger bones and it is said that the tiger vein has been opened again, which is indeed a great deal!’

At this time, in Fang Yuan's sense, Yang Hu not only had an internal force, but also seemed to have a stove in his body. Next to his heart, a pill of spiritual pill was constantly pulsing, transporting endless spiritual power to his whole body.

"Good spiritual pills, in comparison, those Lu Renjia trained are simply garbage things..."

Fang Yuan said silently in his heart: "With the help of the spiritual elixir, he is practicing the Qiankun Giant Spirit Ability, which is known for his strong foundation. No wonder he can defeat the warriors of the Four Heavenly Sect in a row at the inner strength level of the death gate!"

"Um?"

Seeing Fang Yuan like this, Yang Hu frowned and felt that the fourth brother had changed a little.

But then, anger rose even more: "I heard from the servants that you dare to disobey your father's order and contradict your mother? Do you think your skin is itchy? Or do you want to lie in the bed for a month?"

"This matter...was gone seven days ago..."

Fang Yuan was speechless.

This young man has just come to seek justice now. Is the time limit passed long ago? He is simply heartless. Of course, it is not ruled out that someone deliberately provoked him.

But his eyes narrowed slightly, thinking about the memory of Yang Fan's memory that he had been beaten and vomited blood by his second brother and lay on the bed for a full month, a faint light emerged.

"Good guy, how dare you reply?"

Yang Hu glared at his eyes, snorted, and strode forward.

"Yang Hu!!!"

Fang Yuan took a deep breath and shouted suddenly: "I was ordered by my mother and I am in a confinement here. It is already a violation of the rules when you trespassed in!"

"What's more, do you want your reputation as an ordinary man as a warrior? "

He said these two sentences urgently and quickly, but his pronunciation was extremely clear and powerful.

Yang Hu was stunned and actually stopped, hesitating and dared not take action.

Even if he was not afraid of heaven or earth, he was still a little concerned about his mother's strict orders.

"you……"

Yang Hu retreated to the door and then realized his reaction. His face suddenly turned bloody and his hands crackled.

"Second Young Master!"

At this time, he came out alone and stopped Yang Hu: "What the Fourth Young Master said is also very reasonable, and you also have to pay your respects to your wife!"

‘Yang Qing!’

Fang Yuan naturally recognized this martial arts teacher who had talked loudly in the practice field before, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

"Hmph, let go of your salute first, and I will argue with you after I see my mother!"

Yang Hu said angrily, turned around and left.

"Fourth Young Master, offended me!"

Yang Qing apologized with a smile, looking like a good old man. If Fang Yuan hadn't known that this person was full of bad water, he might have been deceived by his honest and honest appearance.

"What's the matter, it's just my door..."

Fang Yuan pointed to the damaged door with an innocent look on his face.
To be continued...