Carefree Path of Dreams

Among the Dragon Palace, there are thousands of glory.

Walking on the channel, from time to time you can see a night jewel inlaid on the side of the road, with Guanghua.

In addition, there are treasures such as water-avoiding beads and dust-avoiding beads, which are randomly placed in every corner. Any one placed in the mortal world will inevitably be sought after, but here, it is only the most common decorations.

"In the Dragon Palace, it should have been a god..."

In front of a pile of ashes, Fang Yuanzhang thought thoughtfully: "But the Jinlongze gas veins were suppressed by the cracks. These gods have no support at all, so they have died out? No...and those aquariums? Could it be so careful? Be cautious, only let the subordinates of the gods live in the Dragon Palace, and wait for them to be sent?"

Although I feel a little strange, Fang Yuanyi is daring, but there is nothing.

Conversely, if there is a bunch of dragons and dragons in this place, a large number of aquariums, to kill themselves, then it is a little trouble.

He stood up and went to the study room to open a book of bone books.

This collection of Longjun is very rich, and many of the exercises are actually written with bone plates and bay leaves. One piece is connected in series, and one book is a piece of art.

“Wandering in the clouds?”

Fang Yuan is eager to grasp the essence of this book: "It seems that the dragon can only cultivate the exercises... It is really long-sighted to specialize in the cultivation of the Yaozu..."

He looked at him casually and put down the bone book and lifted a roll of iron leaf.

This unknown blade is wide and wide, with a smooth surface. The top is a dense little word, with a touch of quaint taste.

"Qingling Swordsman? Finally, I saw the practice of Terran cultivation..."

Fang Yuan took a few glances and saw that the method of refining on this is extremely rough, but it is very focused on induction, but it is a few strokes of the sword behind it, but it is not a chance to look out.

"After all, regardless of the phase or the Shinto, the ultimate depends on the power of the gas. Instead of tempering the refining, it is better to plan a high position and get the gas and blessing. Isn't there anything? So the law of Hui's world is mostly biased. '!"

"Well, some whimsy, really good!"

He keeps the Qingling sword firmly in mind, these are his heritage, whether it is to improve the practice in the future, or to increase the visibility of the machine, it has great use.

In the meantime, after half a day has passed, Fang Yuan has come to Longjun’s treasure house.

The land of this treasure is somewhat hidden, and Fang Yuan is also looking for a long time to find the door.

In front of the magnificent and sturdy giant gate, there are two statues of gods and beasts, and their eyes are set with black stones, lifelike.

"brave troops?"

Fang Yuan looked at the beast in front of him and unconsciously muttered a sentence.

The stone statue in front of him is shaped like a lion, a dragon head, a horse body, a lion's foot, and a pair of cloud wings behind it. The appearance is extremely powerful, and it is similar to the rumored beast.

"Hey!"

He went up two steps and just wanted to touch the threshold of the treasure house. The two heads suddenly seemed to live alive and made a huge bang.

"Hey! The dead body array in the district, I want to stop me?"

Fang Yuan’s eyes lifted slightly, and the sword appeared on his hand.

Hey!

But in the next moment, his fever was in his arms, and the dragon's counter-scale appeared directly. The golden color was transparent, emitting a **** wave, and even more with the sound of dragons.

"Hey!"

The two donkeys nodded and said that they surrendered and returned to their original position, which turned into a stone statue.

"Is it a sense of the dragon's breath and blood?"

Fang Yuan recruited the dragon scales into his hands: "The original scale of Jin Longjun is the backbone of the entire Dragon Palace and the key. No wonder I walked all the way, all unimpeded..."

He pressed his hands on the threshold.

The door of this treasure house is purely made of red copper. It is thick and tall, with ninety-nine round nails on it. The door rings on both sides are in the mouth of the beast. It is ancient and majestic.

Just a slight push, the original heavy threshold will be retreat to both sides without any object, showing the jewel of the whole treasure house.

Gold, silver, pearls, jade, coral...

A large number of treasures seem to be piled up on the ground, forming a hill.

Fang Yuan did not look at these things, and came to the depths of the treasure house in a few steps.

Here, several colorful coral trees with a height of several feet are placed in a wooden frame style. There are several treasures on each of them, all of which are blazing and radiant.

"From the sword?"

He stepped forward and looked at the label on the coral tree: "take three hundred years of coral gold, mixed with nine songs, and refine the fire on the 7740-year-old Fang Cheng, the day of the sword, kill a tiger demon blood sacrifice The sharp front is very sharp, the sword has a sound, it can scream the soul, so the name is away!"

Beside it, there are a few more skilled soldiers, all of which are very good attributes.

In particular, a crystal armor, known as the turtle shell of the Wannian mysterious turtle, is not the same as the defense. Fang Yuan saw the big joy and immediately put it on himself.

Even if you can't bring it out, it's good to give him a little defense during this period.

"Just... the fire dragons are real people, they are not coming, it is right!"

After a while, Fang Yuan sat on the heap of gold and looked at the many Lingbao scattered in front of him. He shook his head: "There are not a few pieces that really work together, and they can't bring out the world at all. It is indeed worth the loss!" but……"

He came to the depths of the treasure house, moved the coral tree shelf, picked up the sword, and slammed the wall against the wall.

After using the sword as a shovel without any politeness, a small dark space will appear in front of Fang Yuan.

"I actually used the mortal organs? Unfortunately, I still can't help me..."

When you open the door of the secret grid, you can see that it is only two feet long and wide, and only puts a small box.

The surface of the box is dark and covered with all kinds of spiritual patterns, but the slight fluctuations are not released. It is also a treasure.

"Hey... self-destruction?"

Fang Yuan only looked at the surface of the box, and he was dumbfounded: "It seems that I really have hidden treasure. Unfortunately, I don’t know anything about the conditions of opening..."

Even so, he took out the reverse scale and placed it on the black box.

"If this is not the case, then it can only be forced to open. With my means, there should be a chance to rescue it?"

He thought about it indifferently.

After all, in this world of glory, as with the qi, the treasures that were taken away by the dreamer are rare to the extreme, and some are even legendary things, so that they are not so lucky.

Hey!

The scales came to the black scorpion, and suddenly the dragon scorpion appeared, and a small dragon appeared, like the dragon figure of Jin Longjun, with a layer of blood.

"Is there a play?"

Fang Yuan brows one pick and sees Xiao Xiaolong throwing it on the box. When the flash of light flashes, the complexion changes again: "No, it stimulates the self-destructive spirit!"

His face was very ugly, and there was a lot of thought between the electric and the flint.

That Jin Longjun deliberately used his reverse scale as the hub of the array, opening the key to the library, but for the treasure guard of this last layer, it is a self-destructive order. Once it is self-made, it is actually a choice to open the scales. The destruction treasure box!

‘This thing must be very important! ’

Fang Yuan’s hand pointed out that it was emerging from the fire sword, and it was on the treasure box.

Instead of letting it self-destruct, not if you destructively exploit it, what you can get in the end, just look at luck!

He was originally a decision-maker. At this point, almost the thoughts just turned and the body made an action.

call out!

From the fire sword gas to the extreme, only a red line in the void, from the black box, the entire black box will be divided into two, a burst.

"Give me...take it!"

Fang Yuan took out one by one and his body shape quickly retreated.

Rumble!

The amazing explosion generated and destroyed the treasure house.

Fang Yuanfei quickly retreated to the door, looking at a messy treasure house, silently silent, and immediately spread the palm of his hand.

In his palm, it is a white root of the roots, only the length of the little finger, the rest has long been annihilated.

"A certain kind of spiritual plant?"

Only by roots, Fang Yuan certainly can't guess the grade of this plant, but it is definitely not the same.

"No... plausible..."

Fang Yuan succinctly tasted, but found that there were some differences. God entered the depths of this white beard, as if he saw a large number of runes in series, but most of them were incomplete, as if there was a lot of information.

"Unfortunately... even if I get the whole plant, it is useless to me, unless I can take it away from my dreams..."

He looked at the half of the white beard in his hand and shook his head again: "There is still time left and right, don't rescue it first!"

After all, Fang Yuan has a property bar to help, even if there is nothing to start before, planting abilities are not lost.

"This root is a water, just planted in this dragon palace, better than any spiritual effect!"

Fang Yuan looked at the surrounding environment and got information from the roots. He could not touch the chin satisfactorily, and the scorpion showed the light.

In the next time around, he is prepared to consume the classics in the Dragon Palace, concentrate on cultivation, and then plant the next Linggen, no matter what.

He is still very curious about the fact that Jin Longjun has to destroy things even if he has lost his life.

Just think about it.

Fang Yuan has always been an action faction. After the inspection, he felt that the water in the Dragon Palace was the best, and he immediately demolished it and transformed it into a flower garden.

This flower garden is different from the others, surrounded by the Linguine transplanted from the garden, but in the middle is a small pond.

On the top of the Dragon Palace, the water curtain Tianhua lingers under the silky spring, milky white, filling the Lingchi with a small half, this white whisker is at the center.

Fang Yuan is still quite confident in saving this spirit, all from his five-level implant:

"Iplantation [Grade 5] - You are a master of the planting world beyond imagination! But the plants that you planted will not only cause changes and awakenings, but the growth cycle will be shortened depending on the situation!"

"Even if you can't recover the whole picture, you can wake up or mutate, it's very good..."

Holding Cheng is also happy, defeated and happy thoughts, Fang Yuan no longer pays attention to the pool, but came to another partial hall and entered deep-level cultivation.