The power of the divine way lies in subtle influence and control of a range.

Fang Yuan had already understood this clearly at this time.

It is like this Chappe God, as long as he has the intention, everything that happens in Chappe cannot be hidden from him, and he can even give blessings to the public in the Chappe realm. For example, the formations that the police officers united before, if not for Him in secret support, their power will definitely be smaller.

Moreover, all the treasures in this mountain are known to all the rare birds and beasts, and they must listen to His orders, and their supernatural powers are of great importance.

But it is really weak.

After all, it is a Yin God and cannot exist in the present world for a long time. Of course, with the level of this God, it may be possible to break through the limitations for a short time.

But a Yin God appeared and wasn't he rushing to deliver food to Fang Yuan?

Therefore, He could only do auxiliary work, at most he could drive away the beasts to demonstrate, and he would not even dare to show his face.

"Not only that... In this mountain god land, especially humanitarian gods such as the City God, if they want to have a strong incense, they must be enthroned by the dynasty. There are so many heroic and high-ranking officials who die every year, and the position in the king's hands is limited, so it is not easy to balance all parties. Therefore, the competition in the Shinto is also very fierce... For example, the Chappe Mountain God and the City God this time."

The information about these was compiled from Qin Yi's memory after Fang Yuan had just fallen into a dream.

"This Chappe God was also a senior official before his death. He has always been Qingwang and his disciples are very capable, so he has been able to operate the title... This is what happened hundreds of years ago..."

Looking at the army of birds and beasts, Fang Yuan was playing with a trace of red sword energy in his hand and sighed leisurely: "It's a pity... I don't want this form of immortality!"

call out!

In the real dream, the phantoms of the Eight Gate Sword Formations trembled, and the Fire Sword in it was even more dazzling and shining.

Whoosh!

The next moment, the red sword energy suddenly burst out from Fang Yuan's body, falling like raindrops.

Puff!

Blood flowers were flying, screams and whine were mixed together, and there was a firelight!

Even though Fang Yuan could not yet possess the complete Fire-Sporting Divine Soldier at this time, just a few sword energy was enough to kill masters of the Wuzong level!

At this time, thousands of swords were fired at once, and not only the wild beasts, but also the entire mountain forest were burning with flames.

This fire is not ordinary fire, but spiritual fire. It is contained in the red sword energy, like stars, constantly spreading outward, and it is burning again, and the sky fire spreads across the prairie.

The red fire in the mountains seemed to be a cry, but it gradually became thinner and disappeared.

“So weak?”

Although I had known that the Shinto was fragile, Fang Yuan was still a little surprised at this point.

At this time, he was holding a red long sword phantom in his hand, with a dragon as a handle, with green light and translucent, which was very similar to the magic weapon in the real dream.

"I'm still going to wait until the mountain god appears and give him a sword. I didn't expect it to be so useless..."

Fang Yuan shook his head, turned around and left, disappearing into the sky.

After a short while, more people from the government arrived here, looking at the devastated look, they were speechless.

...

"In the entire world of rays, no matter what treasures are, Hyacinth and others cannot take away..."

Fang Yuan left the Chappe Mountain area and quickly recovered his strength, but he kept thinking about it.

"Even if it is a special martial art, because of the different worlds, there is only some reference value, which can only be considered better than nothing... Unless it is a specific treasure, it must be transformed between reality and reality, or taken away by the soul... After investigation in this way, the target will be very small! Qi and meridian!"

Fang Yuan's eyes suddenly lit up.

For dream masters like them, any tangible and tangible thing is a burden, and only the invisible and tangible thing is the treasure that should be pursued the most!

And the Qi and meridians are very consistent with this!

"According to the world of Hui, there are qi veins between heaven and earth, which are the sects of all. The big ones scattered in the country are the veins of the country, and the small ones scattered in the water and soil are the spiritual veins and earth veins! Only by relying on the national veins can the country be granted the qi fortune and blessings according to official positions. And even if the spirits of the city god, mountain god, river bot and other earthly bondage must also rely on the spiritual veins to survive..."

"The most important thing is that if this qi meridian can be cut off and collected, it can be completely taken away in the soul!"

If Hyacinth and the others did not have any more confidential treasure information, they would have the greatest possibility of making this idea.

After this speculation, Fang Yuan knew what he should do.

Two days later.

Above a bluestone, Fang Yuan's energy surged, and three martial arts spiritual veins suddenly appeared, and they had recovered their cultivation level at their heyday.

"Sure enough...my superpowers can help me recover quickly even if I take over the body and possess my body."

He stood up and looked at his attributes:

“Name: Fang Yuan

Essence: 36

Qi:30

God:21

Occupation: Dream Soldier Division

Cultivation: Void Saint, Wu Zong (Three Meridians)

Skills: Giant Eagle Iron Body Skill [Fourth Levels (1%)], Hundred Poisons Alchemy Body [One Refining], Eight Gate Sword Formation [One Sword (10%)]

Expertise: Medical skills [level 3], implant skills [level 5]”

Move at will, and the joints on your body suddenly exploded.

"I've recovered after all. I'm so frustrated that I felt like I was being restrained before!"

Fang Yuan has a premonition, and this characteristic will definitely make him shine in the future!

"With the vision of Hyacinth and the others, the small spiritual vein may not be visible at all!"

"Then there are only those famous mountains and rivers, and the thick spiritual energy of the earth veins. If it can be sealed into the soul and then brought into the Daqian, it should be a good material, or... cultivation resources?"

Fang Yuan began to think: "If I had known this, I wouldn't have been so direct before. At least I would have to take down the God of Chappe and investigate it with great success!"

He must have the strength to seal the Qi Zhi, but he lacks the most critical method.

After all, Hyacinth pulled him to make up the numbers for the first time, how could he speak out, speak in all his words and be heart-to-heart?

"Fortunately March is still long, so there are opportunities to try again!"

Fang Yuan looked in a certain direction and looked quiet.

...

Golden Dragon Ze.

This is the largest lake in the Lie Kingdom. It borders several large counties, with crisscrossing waterways and abundant resources, which greatly feeds a large group of people nearby.

Of course, the most famous one here is a water god, the Golden Dragon Lord!

This god became famous very early. Before the founding of the Lie Kingdom, it was enthroned by the previous dynasty. It was mostly effective. Relying on the Qi of the Great Lakes, it has endured the war disaster of the rise of the Lie Kingdom.

After the founding of the country, the king sent someone to check that the King of Jinlong was still able to show his saints in the day and show his extraordinaryness. Therefore, he still gave him a title, which was actually to win over.

"This lord is a big shot in Shinto!"

In Fang Yuan's view, relying on the energy of a great country, the king of the harsh kings naturally seized life and death and gained power for the low-level gods such as the city gods and land.

But facing ancient gods like Jinlongjun, especially those with a medium qi, even if they cannot fight against the power of the country, they will be enough to protect themselves. This is a bit of power.

This Golden Dragon Lord is a vassal state in the Shinto of Lieguo. Not only is he the boss, he also protects a subordinate of the Hebo Water God, and his power is extraordinary.

Fang Yuan has a goal, and has carried out his light skills all the way, specifically looking for a path that is rarely visited. Only after he reaches the Jinlongze range did he slowly reduce his speed.

Three days later, he climbed over a mountain and a ferry appeared in front of him.

As the surroundings were getting more and more crowded, Fang Yuan walked to the official road and pretended to be a long-distance tourist and came to the ferry.

"Storm Flow?"

After looking at the name on the old wooden sign, he came to the dock: "Is this Changliuhe? I want to hire a boatman to go to Jinlongze!"

At this time, he said it was naturally the official language of Lieguo contributed by Qin Yi, with a straight and accent of Guodu.

The fishermen around him suddenly felt a little solemn: "Little Alang is going to Kanze Lake? There are two days of waterways to go here, which costs twenty a lot of money!"

The coins of Lieguo are like small knives, with a small hole at the end, which can be stringed together with a rope.

Fang Yuan took out twenty sword coins, which was also the contribution of the dead ghosts. It was bright and shining, and it seemed to make people like it very much.

"Alang is worthy of being a native of the capital, so grand!"

This new coin is sufficient and not adulterated. One coin can even offset two old coins, and the eyes of those boatmen suddenly lit up.

After looking at each other, an old fisherman walked out: "If Alang does not abandon him, then take my boat!"

"Oh, you are..."

Fang Yuan glanced at it and saw that the boss of the ship looked forty years old. However, he had been working hard for a long time, his hair was gray and a little old. He had thick bones on his hands. He was obviously very strong and was a good master of boat racing.

"What's the name of the boater? Alang called me Yu Dust!"

Old Man Yu laughed and led Fang Yuan to a seemingly worn but quite solid boat. He began to anchor, sail, and leave the port. Every move was orderly and pleasing to the eye.

"Hmm? Have you awakened from the zodiac sign?"
To be continued...