Chapter 79 Tian Yuan

The world of Qianyuan is vast and boundless, and it is divided into four continents: Tianyuan, Dizhi, Dongsheng, and Nanli. Each continent has a population of more than 100 million. It has a country like stars and rivers, where monsters and beasts are rampant, and humans and gods live together. Of course, the most prominent is the power called 'Cultivator'.

Tianyuan Continent, Qingyun Mountains, Qingyun Lower Court.

Qingyunzong is one of the nine overlord-level comprehension forces in the Tianyuan Continent. There have been five Ascension Patriarchs in the sect, and their reputation has spread far and wide. There are more than ten fingers of old monsters sitting in the town. The reputation has not been lost for millions of years. All kinds of geniuses emerge in endlessly, which can be called the clock of great luck.

The Qingyun Lower Court is one of the branches of the Qingyun Sect. It is responsible for recruiting and training the younger generation of disciples. Every ten years, it can recommend one person to worship the main line and become a glorious outer disciple. When it comes to the outside world, even the ruler of a small country You can also sit on an equal footing.

There are no less than a thousand lower courts like this in the entire Tianyuan Continent, and our story begins in one of these small lower courts.

"Fang Yuan, get up and work!"

In the handyman's dormitory, Fang Yuan stood up, rubbed his eyes, his head was still a little dazed, and soon saw a few disciples in Tsing Yi shouting loudly, looking at him with disdain.

"Work? Oh, this is the daily homework of the disciples in the lower court. They carry water and firewood every day, exercise their muscles and bones, and occasionally practice breathing exercises, trying to gain a sense of aura and successfully build a foundation..."

Some information immediately appeared in his mind, and Fang Yuan immediately remembered his identity.

"I was originally the son of a farmer at the foot of the mountain. It was just a coincidence that I saved the life of a deacon of the lower house. He saw that I had some immortal bones, so he sent me up the mountain...but he was wrong. Although I have immortal bones, I am a hundred The one-in-a-million 'Disused Immortal Meridian' has been unable to feel Qi for five years, so it has become the laughing stock of the sect..."

Although this memory is very real, but for some reason, Fang Yuan just instinctively felt that something was wrong, and complained: "Damn...why is it the beginning of another piece of shit, this meme has already been played to death, okay?"

As soon as these words came out, even he himself was a little surprised.

He himself didn't understand the meaning of the so-called "useless wood" and "stalk", but he didn't know why he blurted it out.

"Huh? Fang Yuan, are you very courageous!"

The disciples in Tsing Yi were taken aback, although they also couldn't figure out what he was talking about, but the joking tone couldn't be fooled, and they couldn't help but look bad.

"Such a waste of wood, should have been kicked out of the lower house long ago!"

"It's not because of your kindness to Deacon Wang..."

"Looking at my family, there has never been such a brazen person!"

"Such a person still wants to cultivate immortality, I'm sorry!"

"Fang Yuan, it looks like you're still very energetic. Today's chores are done by you alone!"

One of the youths in Tsing Yi walked out, his steps were calm, his demeanor was unrestrained, with a vague sense of nobility on his body: "Did you hear clearly what this young master said?"

"So what if it's a waste fairy vein?"

Fang Yuan clenched his fists, and the veins on his face bulged: "I will definitely succeed in building a foundation, worship the general meridian, and become a real immortal cultivator!"

"Ha ha!"

"What did I hear?"

"That useless man said that he wants to cultivate immortality, and he also wants to worship the main line?"

The crowd was silent for a while, and immediately, more and more laughter sounded, and the young man who seemed to be from the prince's house became more and more unkind, and narrowed his eyes: "Don't speak big words, be careful to flash your tongue!"

He didn't need to do anything, the doglegs in the back had already surrounded him, apparently preparing to teach Fang Yuan an unforgettable lesson.

"Ahem!"

At this time, a cough sounded, with great majesty.

"Hello, Deacon!"

Many teenagers and girls saluted and moved out of the way. A middle-aged man walked out slowly, looking around with stern eyes: "What are you doing in a daze? Hurry up and go to morning class!"

"Follow the law!"

Even that princely young man didn't dare to neglect the deacon, and immediately trotted away, but before he left, he gave Fang Yuan an inexplicable look, which made Fang Yuan's back tremble, and he felt as if he was being topped by a snake. Feel.

"You go too!"

The middle-aged deacon took a deep look at Fang Yuan, shook his head, and walked away slowly.

Fang Yuan was silent, and immediately returned to the room, silently carrying the hoe and bamboo basket.

...

The Qingyun Mountains are rich in green wood. This kind of wood is transparent and hard like iron. It is an excellent material for building and even the keel of ships.

Even, after a hundred years, it will be enough to serve as the main material of some low-grade magic tools.

Relying on this income, Qingyun Lower Court is enough to maintain a good life without the need for donations from the surrounding small countries.

And felling green trees has become the daily homework of those low-level disciples.

Of course, like Fang Yuan, who has been here for five years and still has no comprehension of aura, he is still unique.

boom!

There was a muffled sound as the machete was chopped on a green wood that was as thick as the mouth of a teacup. The huge shock force made Fang Yuan's mouth feel hot, and his arms were slightly numb.

He took a deep breath, his face remained unchanged, and he slashed out again, deliberately adjusting his breathing and exhaling at a specific frequency.

"Chopping firewood and practicing kung fu every day is to gain a sense of qi by boiling qi and blood, tempering muscles and bones, consolidating the foundation and cultivating vitality... Even if the aptitude is extremely poor, you can get started in a year, but I spent a lot of time on it." Five years..."

After a whole morning, Fang Yuan finally cut off the green wood in front of him, wiped off the hot sweat on his face, and smiled wryly: "After gaining the sense of qi, you have to build a foundation for a hundred days before entering the qi training period! The qi training period There are thirteen levels, and only when you have reached the state of Dzogchen can you refine the Gang Ningsha and get the qualification to enter the main channel for the real assessment... After hearing about the Gang Sha period, the dragon and the tiger in the body will meet, catch the hurdles and escape, and pass through. One nine thunder tribulations, a golden elixir of the Dao!"

"Only the golden core stage is the real standard for outer sect disciples, and when you have passed through the third and ninth stages of calamity and condensed the Nascent Soul, you can enter the inner sect... After that, there are distraction, transformation, and fusion... ...In various realms, step by step is more difficult, and the thunder calamity is becoming more and more terrifying. In the period of crossing the calamity, there will be a nine-nine-nine-nine wind-fire thunder calamity every hundred years. world, become a fairy and become a saint... I must become a fairy!!!"

"Wait...the familiar setting of cultivating immortals...did I say something strange again?"

Fang Yuan rubbed his head, poured a mouthful of water, and prepared to continue logging.

"Found it, he's here!"

Suddenly, there was cheering on the mountain path, and several figures emerged.

When Fang Yuan saw it, he immediately cried out.

Because what appeared was the young master from the prince's family, as well as a few henchmen.

"Fang Yuan... You were lucky in the morning, a deacon rescued you, but now it's in the wilderness, I'll see who comes to rescue you!"

A boy as strong as an ox stepped forward with a smirk, his knuckles cracking like fried beans.

"These few are disciples who have comprehended the sense of qi and entered the qi training period. I am not an opponent...run!"

Fang Yuan turned around and ran away without thinking.

Just these few dog legs are very difficult to deal with, not to mention that the little Marquis has the support of the entire Marquis Mansion, and he is also very talented, making rapid progress. Rumor has it that he is about to enter the middle level of the fifth level of Qi training!

"Chase!"

Seeing Fang Yuan running away, a few dog legs naturally chased after him.

They had long stamina and were extremely fast. They split up and outflanked Fang Yuan, immediately forcing Fang Yuan to a precipice.

"Haha... Run again, you!"

Several people split up to block the way out, and the young master stood behind them with an excited expression: "Hit him half to death! Let's see if he dares to talk to Sister Shui Ling'er!"

"What?"

Fang Yuan suddenly felt very wronged: "He didn't like me because of this? But Junior Sister Shui Ling'er has no affection for me, she just said a few words..."

"Damn it, I'm about to be seriously injured for no reason, is there anyone more aggressive than me..."

For some reason, seeing this scene, Fang Yuan suddenly felt very familiar again.

As if I have experienced this scene before, because an irrelevant woman got into trouble.

"This feeling again...wait, why am I...why running? Why am I here?"

"Who the hell am I?"

Fang Yuan murmured, his pupils were confused for a while, and then all their light was released, and the whole person's aura suddenly changed.

"Hit him!"

A few dog legs didn't give him time, so they jumped on him one after another.

"Drink! Talon Hand!"

The figure flashed a few times, and the sound of broken bones and screams came, and the expression of the young master suddenly changed.

Because the expected scene did not appear, he was beaten to the ground, screaming miserably, it was his dog legs.

"Worldly martial arts..."

He frowned: "Is it so strong?"

"Once you step through Qingyun Road, you will know who I am today!"

Fang Yuan ignored him, and laughed loudly, looking very happy: "So... this is how a dream master feels!"

He now understands that the whole world is his dream!

And when a person is in a dream, from being deluded by the five aggregates to waking up and realizing that he is dreaming, this is a huge hurdle for getting started as a dream master!

Not everyone is immediately aware that they are dreaming when they are in a dream.

If you get intoxicated, you will be completely lost, and you may be insane.

But this level, Fang Yuan easily passed it in his first dream!

"Master didn't teach me nothing..."

Seeing this, Fang Yuan was very moved.

Although Layman Wenxin didn't pass on the dream teacher to him from the very beginning, the practice of Zuowang tea ceremony is definitely related to the dream teacher profession.

Moreover, I grew up in a dream of another different world since I was a child, and I have experience.

With the combined force of the two, the speed at which he can solve this 'mystery of dreams' far exceeds that of ordinary people.

"Is this person... crazy?"

Next to him, the young master saw Fang Yuan who was talking to himself, but he was a little apprehensive, he gritted his teeth suddenly, and took out a talisman that was shining with spiritual light from his bosom.

This is something that the Hou Mansion spent a lot of money to collect it with great difficulty, even though the little Hou Ye had a flash of pain on his face, he immediately made a tactic: "Sick!"

call out!

With a flash of light blade, Fang Yuan's entire arm fell down from his shoulder.