"Nuwa is a human body and snake tail... In fact, there is another meaning - the demon clan!"

Fang Yuan rode on the horse, thinking of the statue he saw in the temple of Wa, his face showed interest: "That is to say... in the hearts of people in this era, in addition to being the ancestor of the human race, the landlord God of Nuwa is also the co-lord of the demon race!"

Such a god will naturally have a very terrifying influence.

Even, perhaps the strongest person in this world!

"The Shang Dynasty's destiny has fallen, but the foundation of rule over the past five hundred years is still solid. Unless Nuwa takes action personally, it will definitely be difficult to destroy it in a short period of time..."

"But this is God's will!"

Fang Yuan is too clear about the limitations of Shinto.

Because it comes from faith and is integrated into rules, it will definitely be influenced by higher-level laws of nature.

Once the will of heaven decides that Da Shang will lose his destiny, Nuwa will never protest, but will also add fuel to the fire, and even the will of heaven directly acts on her hands.

"Unless you achieve the status of the ancient god, there may be a glimmer of hope of resistance... Otherwise, this time the Great Shang Dynasty declined, the Nuwa Landlord God will definitely be the driving force behind the scenes."

Thinking of the prince's plate who had just left, Fang Yuan couldn't help but sigh.

This person's demeanor, mind, and even wisdom are enough to be competent for the king. If he succeeds to the throne, he is afraid he will not be able to become another revival of the Shang Dynasty.

Unfortunately, God's will is like a knife!

"If I had persuaded him just now, or even used methods to support him to the throne, I'm afraid that I would cause a murder immediately? This is the will of heaven, the fate, and the general trend..."

Fang Yuan sighed deeply.

“Lord, where are we going now?”

Heizuka rode a tall horse, two silver foxes lying on his shoulders, looking like a silver-white scarf. Gai Nie was sweating at the back, holding the war horse's mane firmly, for fear that he would throw it off if he accidentally.

"Of course I'm going to the Western Zhou Kingdom!"

Fang Yuan was heading northwest and had already decided to make plans: "At this time, half of the world's trend is in Shang and half of the Western Zhou Dynasty, so we must take a good look!"

As a time traveler, having memories of his previous life was his huge advantage over Gu Chen.

Even the saint Gu Chen could only vaguely feel that the world had undergone a major change and the Great Shang Dynasty was about to fall, but he could not imagine what would happen in it.

But the square is different!

Having the original preconceived impression, combined with the actual situation in this world, he immediately found the main context.

"It's a pity... I don't have enough power! If I have an intelligence network all over the world, I can send the message immediately to see if there are Jiang Ziya, Shen Gongbao and others..."

"And... this world is not too repulsive of Meng Yuanli. It is time to try the new Dream Master's method and restore the cultivation of..."

Fang Yuan rode his horse and his thoughts changed drastically.

A day passed, the golden crow sank westward, and the moon rabbit climbed.

Heizuo and Gai Nie found a camp by the stream, and then catching birds, set up pits to trap rabbits, and fought a lot of wild game as a dinner for three people and two foxes.

The two foxes held the pheasant legs and ate them all. After licking their beards and hair, they sat cross-legged with the moon, showing a yin spirit, and began to gather the moonlight to practice.

"Did you see, both foxes work harder than you!"

Heizuka scolded: "Nie, the master has something to say. If your progress cannot satisfy him, expel him immediately!"

"promise!"

Gai Nie sat cross-legged on a bluestone, absorbing the moonlight, air conditioning all over his body, and even the sideburns condensed into a layer of white frost.

However, he was also tough. Even though his teeth were trembling, he still clenched his lips and bleeding. I don’t know how long it took, but he finally got started and began to breathe in the moonlight and enter the state of forgetting both the things and the me.

"Master...you see, it's all up to my Black Tomb to urge you day and night. This guy has already started!"

Heizuka flattered and showed his kindness to Fang Yuan who was inspecting.

"Well, you're so embarrassed to say that the progress of this Qi Refining Method was almost caught up by a little guy who had just started..." Fang Yuan glanced at him: "If he was surpassed one day, you know the consequences..."

"Don't worry, Lord!"

Heizuka shivered unconsciously, and quickly found another open space, sat cross-legged, and entered the state of cultivation.

For him, even the pain of practicing the Taiyin Dharma is completely inferior to Fang Yuan's means.

Therefore, when he heard this intimidation, he immediately acted obediently and did not dare to violate it.

"Well...it seems that the "Taiyin Dharma" I compiled has been completed!"

Seeing Heizuka and Gai Nie enter the state, Fang Yuan's eyes showed a strange light, observing the meridians and the power of Taiyin in the two men's bodies, he could not help but nod.

This technique is actually practiced by the demon clan. After being modified by him, it is also necessary to practice humans. Of course, some minor points should not be too concerned.

Even such a crude technique was finally completely finalized after Heizuo was so fierce that it was so fierce that it was so fierce that it was completely settled.

"At this time, my "Taiyin Dharma" can probably be cultivated to the point where I am about the Nine Orifices Spirituals... If there are more, I will be powerless unless I get more Qi Refining Master's Classics in this world for my reference!"

To be honest, in Shangyi, Fang Yuan also actually collected some rumors about Qi Refiners.

Unfortunately, this group of people is too mysterious, and it is more than five hundred years old. It is very long for mortals, but only a few generations for cultivators. Therefore, the division of realms is very vague and confusing. There are roughly only three flowers gathering the top, five energys facing the Yuan, etc.

After all, the real world is not a game. Each classic describes the realm according to its own words, and there is no unified conclusion. For example, the most orthodox Yin God may be explained casually as traveling to Kunwu in the morning, picking flowers in the evening.

Fang Yuan was too lazy to care about so much, so he just named it according to his own habits.

‘In this world, the various schools of thought, and the geniuses in various schools are roughly the strength of the Nine Orifices Spiritual Sect and the Nine-Cross Martial Sect. Perhaps one or two top masters can peek at the holy realm! But the demon clan still doesn’t know how it is, but there is a powerful power of Nuwa in the divine way, and even above the ordinary true saint true essence…’

Fang Yuan already has a general understanding of the force of the Guchen World.

"With my current ability, I can't walk sideways... If I can restore my state of practicing both martial arts and martial arts during the Battle of Yujing, and being both powerful, it will be almost the same."

Fang Yuan also sat cross-legged, thinking in a daze, connecting with the real dream.

His real dream at this time was broken and then established, and was recast with the pure dream power of the inner demon world. Even if it was still a mess, its solidity was no less than that of the previous third and fourth levels of virtual saints.

"The way of dream masters, the dream power used at the beginning is too weak and the foundation is unstable. At this time, I recast the foundation, but..."

After seeing the source of dreams, Fang Yuan no longer has much attention to ordinary dreams.

Unfortunately, with his current strength, it is a dream to refine the source power.

The long period of practice only made him constantly compress the dream energy in his real dream, presenting a rich dark silver color, which was as if condensed into a solid state.

"This substance may be called Mengyuan Crystal?"

When Fang Yuan saw his real dream, he was like a cave cast by crystal at this time.

"It's a pity... Such a very rich Mengyuan power is still the difference between rubble and pearls compared to the source power!"

The true source power can be endless in one drop, and it can transform a world!

This point, even the purest Mengyuan Crystal, cannot be achieved. It is simply a different concept and is completely different from the same level!

‘Source power seems to be a concept, like a perpetual motion machine, can continuously form lower-level power radiation... With my current dream master's cultivation level, I can't understand it at all!’

Since he couldn't understand, he did not dare to rashly release the limitations of the sealed body.

Otherwise, once that source power explodes, it will immediately affect the deity and all clones, and harm the true spirit from the root of the concept, which is extremely terrifying.

"For the sake of the present, we can only go through this pure dream master's way first, and then try to refine the source power... It's just a standard, it's hard to say..."

Fang Yuan also doesn’t know what kind of supernatural powers the dream master’s way after purification has? How gorgeous will the path of replenishing the foundation be?

What level should I reach to meet the needs of refining source power? I am also confused.

However, there is always nothing wrong with practicing internal skills first and then seeking docking.

Fang Yuan's thoughts moved, and in the real dream, many dream crystals gathered quickly and were carved into the shape of a magic sword!

Sword of Lihuo!

As soon as the sword emerged, it immediately triggered the void. A blurry sword shadow fell down, and the entire sword body quickly condensed, like fire jade.

"The original spiritual imprint of the Eight Gate Sword Formation is still there, and it is extremely simple to restore it..."

Feeling the natural imprint in the Lihuo Sword, Fang Yuan couldn't help but sigh. It seemed that after this breaking and establishing, the original Lihuo Sword became even more magical, and even made him vaguely have some ideas about the follow-up of the Eight Gate Sword Formation.

"It's a pity... I now don't like this secret. Whether it's the Dream Soldier, the Dream Skill Master, or the Dream Array Master, they are just using the Dream Yuanli, so why should they divide it too much? At this time, the sword formation is just a representative of cultivation..."

By now, Fang Yuan has seen through the dream master's illusion and pointed directly at the essence.

Although he is still a dream army on the surface, in fact, he can do everything with one thought, or even with one thought, into a formation.

"The way of dream master actually only goes one way... that is fortune! At this time, the name of the Eight Gate Sword Formation can be changed. It is the embodiment of my interpretation of creation with the way of sword formation, which can be called the sword Formation!"

Fang Yuan's eyes lit up.

As soon as I thought about it, the attribute column immediately changed a lot:

“Name: Fang Yuan

Essence: 50(100)

Qi: 50(100)

God:50(100)

Occupation: Dream Master

Cultivation: Void Saint (First Level)

Skill: The true body of the Witch Clan (90%), the Creation Sword Formation [One Sword (100%)]
Chapter completed!