"The formation of the spiritual land is one where the heaven and earth are bells, and the creation is made by itself, and the other is that after the dream master sits and transforms, various secret realms are formed..."

The iron-feathered black eagle landed on the top of the peak. Fang Yuan looked down at these scenes, and his heart was shocked in his heart.

At least, he knew that if Shi Yutong and the spiritual scholar arrived, they would not be able to do this even if the oil was exhausted and the lamp was exhausted. The level of Wenxin lay Buddhists and theirs was completely incomparable.

"In one thought, transform nature and achieve spiritual land... the power of the dream master is incredible!"

Fang Yuan felt very nervous: "The power that can make such a master retreat in disgrace, be alone for a lifetime, and hide his name..."

Obviously, the other party's level is far beyond the Wuzong, Lingshi, and even Youshan Mansion and the entire Xia Kingdom!

This world is so big that even the Kingdom of Xia is only a corner, similar to a countryside.

Fang Yuan knew that if he was found by the other party now, he would have no way to die.

"It's just... this world is full of wonders because of the miracles!"

He clenched his fists silently and looked at his attribute bar.

The emergence of inheritance and the existence of this system gave him enough confidence to grow up quickly. One day, he would reach the level of Master Wenxin, and even surpass it!

At that time, the regrets of the lay Buddhists will be fulfilled by themselves!

As for now?

Fang Yuan forced himself to put everything behind his head and began to make a down-to-earth plan.

"Black Hawk, Flower Fox Marten! Hurry up! We will be very busy for the next period of time!"

The red-eyed white bird flock is the biggest danger to this spiritual land. After being removed at this time, Fang Yuan’s first thing he had to do was to browse the entire Qingfeng spiritual land, collect spiritual objects, and organize the map.

Of course, the most important thing is to find a suitable place, build it into your own secret base, and then move important spiritual plants in the valley.

Qingfeng Lingdi is not small, with a capacity of 100,000 acres.

It is not easy to find a suitable place for you.

Fortunately, Fang Yuan had an iron-feathered Black Eagle. After patrolling, he immediately found a slope on the hillside. Not only was there a hundred acres of flat land, but there was also a huge spiritual spring around him. Moreover, it was not far from the platform of the Red-Eyed White Bird King.

In the next period of time, Fang Yuan transformed into a hard-working gardener, fenced the place again, and immediately started the transplant work.

Lingzhu survived in the White Bird King's Cave, and the red jade spirit corn was nothing. His main goal this time was to ask about the tea tree and the flame jade crystal corn.

"After all, it's a spiritual land, even the soil is much better than that in the valley!"

Fang Yuan waved his hoe, grabbed a handful of black soil, and nodded immediately.

He also planted a lot of jade grass in the red jade rice fields in the valley. This spiritual grass can increase the earth's energy. If he does not plant spiritual plants, the black soil there can be easily squeezed out oil.

But even so, compared with the soil of the spiritual land, there is still a gap between rubble and beautiful jade.

"This is not only soil, but air, water quality, and various undescribable factors, which are all-round backward..."

Fang Yuan looked at the Wenxin Tea Tree in front of him and nodded with relief.

Even after transplantation, this spiritual plant does not look like a sluggish look, but instead appears to be very prosperous.

"Go back in the afternoon and transplant the Yan Yu Jing corn, and the center of gravity of the valley can be transferred..."

In the spiritual land, not only the spiritual plants are thriving, but even Fang Yuan feels that he is very comfortable and his bones seem to be lighter.

Even if ordinary people live in the spiritual land, they have the effect of prolonging life and prolonging life. If warriors breathe here for a long time, the probability of breaking through the level will increase a little. Otherwise, how can they be called the spiritual land?

What's more, this spiritual land is still left by Wenxin lay Buddhists, and it has an extraordinary significance to Fang Yuan.

"After that, the valley will only be a storefront, and this place is the real core!"

This Qingfeng Spiritual Land is hidden and difficult for outsiders to discover. There are even strange hypnotic forces outside to guard it, making it difficult for people to enter.

Fang Yuan is immune because the lay Buddhist Wenxin has already given the key authority, and outsiders have not practiced the ceremony of forgetting tea.

That influence made him suspect that even if the masters of the Four Heavenly Sect came, it would be difficult to break through. Even if the Wuzong went to the inheritance land, he would not be able to sleep and become a dry bone.

"The way of dream master is really powerful..."

Fang Yuan came to the cliff where the red-eyed white birds were perched, and looked at the bird's nests spread all over half of the cliff, as well as the chicks, bird eggs, etc.... he pondered without saying a word.

"Chirp!"

The wind was howling, the iron-feathered black eagle fell, and there was a pheasant and a hare on its claws, constantly moving.

"Yeah, very good!"

Fang Yuan clapped his palms: "Flower Fox Marten, Iron Feather Black Hawk, you two have worked hard, these young birds, please take care of them first!"

"Hehe!"

As soon as he heard this, Hua Foximai suddenly widened his eyes and had a speechless expression on his face.

Especially the Iron-Feeded Black Hawk, it was even more amazing. After all, it is irreconcilable with the red-eyed white bird. Let the natural enemies take care of the children? It’s really a pity that Fang Yuan has this idea.

"After all, are you all birds? There is always a bit similarity..."

While saying irresponsible words, Fang Yuan raised a hare and entered the Bird King Cave.

"Chirp!"

A loud chirping sounded suddenly, but it was a sense of weakness, with a bit of a strong outside and dry inside.

Bang!

A huge black shadow rushed over, and it seemed to hit something, making a dull sound.

"What? Bird King, haven't you recognized the reality yet?"

Fang Yuan took two steps forward and suddenly realized his enlightenment in front of him.

In the original bird's nest, the red-eyed White Bird King stared at him with red eyes, as if he had seen something irreconcilable to life and death.

However, at this time, it had many fractures on its body, with a large number of chains on its body, and was fixed in the bird's nest by several stone pillars, so it could not move at all.

After a battle with Fang Yuan, this Red-Eyed White Bird King was severely damaged. If he was restricted like this, he would be unable to escape.

After subduing the Bird King that day, Fang Yuan did not kill him, but imprisoned him with hope.

But how arrogant is the Red-eyed White Bird King? Faced with such confinement, he immediately chose to go on a hunger strike!

"Or don't want to eat?"

Fang Yuan threw the hare to its mouth and took out another bamboo fruit: "The sequelae of madness is quite uncomfortable, right? Do you want it?"

"Chirp!"

The White Bird King immediately glanced at his head and looked at it with no disdain.

Even though his eyes are still weak, they are still full of arrogance. It was originally the overlord soaring in the sky, so how could it surrender to humans?

In particular, this hateful human has destroyed its ethnic group before!

"Huh...it's really impossible!"

Fang Yuan looked at this scene and shook his head, knowing that even if the White Bird King was a spirit beast, he would not eat or drink, and he would have to last for at most one month. By then, he would have to harvest a starving spirit bird.

His plan to conquer the spirit bird was completely in failure.

"Tsk... As expected, this story is all lie. You just killed the entire clan before, how could it bend it? Really think that the spirit beast has no brains or is brainless?"

"You may have something to do with my teacher, who will save you a life?"

Fang Yuan shook his head and sealed the inheritance passage with gravel. Then he came to the stone platform outside and watched the flower fox marten and the iron feather black eagle fur to take care of the chicks with his hands and feet, creating a bunch of farces, which was quite interesting.

"This spiritual land belongs to me after all!"

He looked up at the sky and saw a touch of orange-red light shining down in the blue like a wellhead. It was probably the beautiful sunset outside that was setting sun.

Fang Yuan sat cross-legged, and a jade slip appeared on his hands, with a complex look in his eyes.

Putting the jade slip on the middle of your eyebrows, divine energy penetrated, and a piece of martial arts suddenly appeared, emitting light, which could be called every word.

Even though he had read it many times before, he still browsed from beginning to end, slowly understanding the meaning of it, and did not dare to slack off at all.

This jade slip was clearly the method of enlightenment passed down by Master Wenxin, and left to him by the dream master!

"Dream Master! On the continent, this is the real high-end power. Compared with it, even spiritual soldiers, formations, and alchemy are pale in comparison!"

The introduction given by Wenxin layman is very simple and has unparalleled domineeringness, which makes people unconsciously convinced.

Especially Fang Yuan, after seeing this miracle of the spiritual land, he had no doubts about it.

"The so-called dream master is actually a group of people who often deal with dreams! Dreams... are the most magical things. Why can people dream? Why do future scenes appear in dreams? These are the problems that dream masters are committed to solving, and once they realize that they are dreaming, they are omnipotent in dreams!"

Although this kind of topic looks illusory, Fang Yuan knows where the essence of Dream Master’s practice lies.

Spirit interferes with matter! Consciousness affects reality!

The huge spiritual land in front of him is the best statement!

A true dream master will definitely be a terrifying existence in the later stage!

Fang Yuan finally understood why Mr. Wenxin said that he was gifted and wanted to change his mind and leave a legacy for him.

"That secret must have been discovered by the master long ago!"

"My dream in another world... no, it's not a dream at all, it's an experience I traveled through the past, and it's my real life..."

"Since Teacher Wenxin is a dream teacher, she is extremely sensitive to dreams, so how could she not notice it?"

"Maybe it is precisely because of this that he feels that I have the qualities of a dream master? Or do I hope I can truly manipulate my dreams and not be confused by them?"

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Chapter completed!