"Haha... This golden blade talisman is worthy of attacking spirit talisman!"

Seeing the power of the talisman, the little marquis laughed happily. After a moment, his laughter gradually stopped. Looking at Fang Yuan, the bloody expression on his face seemed to see a ghost: "You...you...you..."

Ordinary people, even those who have never broken through the golden elixir, are still very precious in their physical bodies.

My arms were cut off and I was carrying most of my shoulders. I was afraid that I would faint immediately and even die directly!

But in front of him, Fang Yuan's expression was very indifferent, as if he was not cutting down his own body.

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

Fang Yuan first tried to change himself and restore himself, or directly upgraded his cultivation to the tribulation stage.

With a thought, nothing happened. He wanted to change his idea of ​​cheating directly into an immortal, and he was shamelessly defeated.

Next, Fang Yuan tried to modify the outside world, such as letting a nine-nine thunder tribulation fall from the sky and killing the noisy flies in front of him, but it would not be possible.

"Oh...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 nightmares but they can't wake up at all, and they can't even do anything about the horror in the dream, because they can't completely control their general consciousness, and the same is true for themselves.

"It is already a very important step to be able to awaken yourself in your dreams. The next step is to wake up from the beginning of every dream. The so-called "Who awakens first in the great dream, I know it for myself in my life!"

Fang Yuan walked forward a few steps, and the blood on his arm had flowed into a blood pond, but his expression was extremely indifferent, as if it was not his own blood at all.

"What are you doing? Strange... Monster! No... Don't come here!"

The little marquis was frightened to the ground, and a fishy smell came from his crotch, and the traces of the ** were dispersed.

Even if he successfully refining his energy, he was still a half-year-old boy. Seeing such a strange scene, he was immediately scared to pee!

"At the initial stage, is it the fastest way to escape from one's own dreams or death? Of course, I must also have the idea of ​​leaving, otherwise even if such a great man from the Tribulation Period comes, he will not be able to completely erase me from the world..."

Fang Yuan frowned, then took two steps forward and grabbed the little marquis.

“It’s very ordinary…very real…”

He cut open the little marquis' arms, blood and blood vessels, and bones were clearly visible.

Even the little marquis struggled constantly, took out a few life-saving objects, smashed them on him, and opened several large blood holes on him.

"Interesting! Interesting! I wonder if I will be here next time I fall in my 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 are not careful in practicing, fall into dreams, and cannot extricate themselves, and eventually starve to death!

Therefore, when a beginner dream master practices, he must have a teacher on his side to take care of him.

Fang Yuan didn't have this condition, so he immediately thought about going out, judging the flow rate between the two sides, and saving his body from starving to death.

"When I can truly control my dreams, I will be the master of the world. Adjusting the flow rate ratio of time is no problem... This alone is endless time than other people..."

Fang Yuan sighed quietly, and came to the edge of the cliff with the screaming little marquis, and jumped suddenly.

...

Boom!

Qingfeng Spiritual Land.

Fang Yuan was shocked and opened his eyes.

"I fell into a dream... it was so interesting... I didn't expect that my first dream was actually a world of cultivating immortals. I thought it would be that other world!"

He is still eager to experience that world that is mainly technology and full of modernity.

It’s just that the dreamer falls into a dream, especially at the beginning, who can’t control his dream at all, and can only passively wander in the dream.

"Um?"

He looked at the incense burner in front of him and saw that there were only a few cigarettes on it and the cigarette butts were only half burned.

"For more than ten years in dreams, don't you even have a stick of incense in reality?"

In most dreams, the flow rate of time is far beyond the real world. Of course, there are also some strange dreams that appear, which is very pitiful.

Fang Yuan pondered, and a jade slip of inheritance appeared on his hand and was attached to his forehead.

"The dream master's practice is divided into four steps at the beginning, enter a dream, awaken his true self, modify his dreams, and dominate him!"

The so-called awakening of the true self means that every time you fall in a dream, you can awaken your consciousness and not be confused.

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

After completing a dream experience, Fang Yuan suddenly felt a clear stream flowing from the sea of ​​consciousness into the Niwan Palace in the middle of Mei. He felt refreshed. He pondered for a while, and then glanced at his attribute column:

“Name: Fang Yuan

Essence: 8.0

Qi: 7.9

God: 4.1

Occupation: Dreaming (Introduction)

Cultivation level: The 11th level of martial arts

Skill: Black Sand Palm [Five Layers], Eagle Claw Iron Cloth Shirt [Eleven Layers] (Real Cow Condensation of Yuanli)

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

"Dream disciple - you are still a newcomer among the Dream Master. You have just had the ability to enter dreams and awaken, and it is the most basic entry-level!"

"One dream practice can increase the divine essence by 0.1, which is already very good!"

Seeing this, Fang Yuan nodded with satisfaction.

The dream master’s requirements are so high that it is incredible. Even with the four times the divine essence of an ordinary person before, he had just reached the threshold of cultivation!

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

"The dream master's practice was at first in his own dreams. After all, this is the safest. If you are injured or died in other people's dreams, it will also cause terrifying trauma to your own divine essence... When can you fully master your own dreams be counted as the dream master's threshold, and then you will explore other people's dreams..."

After reading the inheritance left by Wenxin Jushi, Fang Yuan also knew very well that the dream master was still very weak at the beginning and did not even have much self-protection power.

Only when you truly become a dream master and explore other people's dreams is the beginning of your true power.

"Unlike the warrior's Dantian Qihai, what Mengpu practiced is the Niwan Palace in the middle of the Meiji. When it comes to the Dream Master stage, it is Meng Yuanli..."

Fang Yuan touched his eyebrows.

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

In terms of nature, it is more inclined toward the blood element power of the magic system, and the spiritual scholar's element power is a little bit different.

"When you can truly master the dream, this genius of Yuanli will become the dream essence, which is the foundation of all cultivation!"

Fang Yuan stood up, stretched his muscles and bones, and came to the outside world.

This is a thatched cottage built on the hillside of Qingfeng Lingdi. It is surrounded by fences outside, and the Yan Yu Jing Crystal Corn and Wenxin Tea Tree are all inside, exuding vitality.

"Sure enough... it is still the most suitable planting of spiritual seeds in the spiritual land!"

Fang Yuan came to the fence, in a carefully opened field.

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

I hope that with the magic of this spiritual land, these spiritual plants can grow up healthily.

Dream Master practices too much or too little. At present, you can just dream once a day. At this time, Fang Yuan puts all his remaining energy into the spiritual management area and conquers the red-eyed white bird.

The chicks were hungry for a few days and suddenly had a smell of milk or mother. Finally, they started eating, 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, it will be subtly influenced by the fact that your heart is like a stubborn stone. What is it?

I am afraid that if I am like the White Bird King, I have already had a desperate ambition and it is useless to do anything.

"And these bird eggs... let the Iron-Pinged Black Hawk hatch? It seems a bit unreliable!"

Fang Yuan climbed onto the platform, touched a huge white bird egg, felt the throbbing of the young birds, and couldn't help but shake his head: "Or... go find a group of hens to try it? Maybe it's useful!"

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

"Chirp!"

Just when Fang Yuan was planning to use bird eggs to stimulate the White Bird King, accompanied by a strong wind, the figure of the Iron-Leathered Black Hawk landed on the platform, carrying a flower fox marten on his back.

These days it teases the white birds and plays back and forth in the spiritual land and valleys with the flower fox marten, but it is quite happy. It has no idea that it is almost in trouble and is treated as a nanny for hatching eggs by Fang Yuan.

"What did you find again?"

Seeing that he was signaling himself to step forward, Fang Yuan said with a smile, and when he moved closer, his eyes suddenly froze.

"Hehe!"

The flower fox marten screamed in disappointment, with a wound on his body, which was delicate and flat, not a wild beast, but a weapon from a human warrior.

"This injury... something happened to the valley?!"

After a while of gestures and communication, Fang Yuan's eyes suddenly narrowed and a shiny light appeared in his eyes.

"That's right... I've been focusing on the spiritual land these days, and I haven't taken much care of the outside world at all. Could it be that something happened?"
To be continued...