Carefree Path of Dreams

Kunwu Mountain, within the main hall.

Fang Yuangao sits on the cloud bed and has a finger.

Two smoky smog rises, just like the two dragons vying for the beads, smoldering like a tiger, gathering in the impermanence, and forming a landscape of mountains and plains, a map of the five elements of the mainland.

At this time, a cloud of mist, a lot of clouds gathered, showing a variety of weather.

"Air transport and air transport, in fact, is the embodiment of the strength and potential strength of the Ming Dynasty. It will not come out of thin air... Even if it is a **** of destiny, it is also a godly expenditure!"

Fang Yuan silently sighed.

Even the feng shui road, the agglomeration of gas transport, must have the support of the earth and the ancestors, and the so-called true dragon phase of the past life, either has already held a million soldiers, or the world, or the support of the earth, the favor of God, in short They all have their own source, or the gift of the superior, not for no reason.

Therefore, in the final analysis, there is a saying that there is strength and luck, and the rest are delusional.

"Of course, the strength or capital given by others is not as stable as the stability of their own, so even if the same weather, there are differences between good and bad, just like the tides and tides, this has the opportunity to look at the gas. ......"

At the time of Fang Yuan’s eyes, even in Dagan, most of the meteorology can be observed. As for the caves in the sky, it is even more sacred, and everything is like a palm.

After all, even if Xuan State and Kun State worship the king, the ‘天’ of the sacrifice is actually himself!

At this time, look at the map of the Wanli Mountain River. It is obvious that the two national transports have risen.

A thick and heavy, but slightly scattered, although a slender, but vibrant, it is the national transport of Xuan Guo and Kun State.

The strange thing is that in the surrounding mountains and rivers, there is a little bit of black and black air gathering, and began to penetrate into the Xuan Guo National Games.

"That is the luck of the Yaozu!"

Fang Yuanyi pointed to him and suddenly shook his head: "It's a pity... The Yaozu is hard to be born. Before I listened to the big demon, I have to get some points, and I can only get a thousand miles. Otherwise, ordinary beasts must open the spirit and cultivate the fairy law? Difficult! Difficult!!!"

Even among the human races, Xiuxianqi is also the best in all. The common animals must first have wisdom to know the way of cultivation and become the Yaozu.

"Unless I change the natural rules and let the emperor flow appear in advance, otherwise the Yaozu will compete for the mainland, it is a joke, and the population is completely unqualified."

Fang Yuan smiled slightly.

Although the first big demons who first listened to the law have now cultivated to a very high level, they are called supernatural powers, and the magic power is boundless, but the base of the Yaozu still determines that they cannot become a force for the hegemony of the mainland at least not now. Can only be involved in the chaos of the Terran, and secretly demonizing.

Compared with them, it is still more noteworthy about the squid.

"Heaven and humanity, who can get the upper hand?"

Fang Yuan’s gaze has already surpassed the disputes on the mainland and saw a higher level.

Even the creator of a world, along with the continuous reproduction of the world's living beings, will eventually gather together as a humane will, which will inevitably conflict with the heavens.

This is the day of the man!

For example, in the ancient world of Gu Chen, the saints occupied the human will, and they were able to exile God for a short time!

But at this time, Fang Yuan himself is God, and his **** naturally sits on the side of God.

"Xuanguo and Kunguo are all humane self-determination, but Li Rubi's dragon is determined by God's will. Among them, who can finally set the Central Plains and dominate the mainland, in fact, it represents the first humanitarian and heavenly confrontation. The outcome."

For this, Fang Yuan is not worried.

After all, the world's living beings are too weak and weak, and the humanity is very weak.

Even the founder of Fang Yuan can easily die out.

If you wait until the future, such as Dagan, Guchen world, and the tens of millions of souls, when the masters emerge in an endless stream, then dare to kill the world to see? Don't think that those indigenous masters will not dare to cut the sky!

The way of cultivation is to smash the thorns, and God is incompetent, and I will cut the sky!

"This is also a paradox. A world needs to develop. The quantity and quality of the creatures must rise. But when they are strong, the creator’s control over the world will continue to decline. Just as a company’s listing, equity dilution, although it’s bigger. Strong, but the power of the founder can fall and fall again, and the trade-offs are really hard to say..."

Fang Yuan’s gaze seems to penetrate the ages and see the future: “So... you must set the rules early and think that it will last forever!”

Taking advantage of the current humanitarian life, when it is still very weak, it is the best chance!

Of course, the calculations are not enough for outsiders.

......

Above the five elements of the mainland, the war between Kunming and Xuanguo has also reached a state of in full swing.

After the death of Xuan Wang, the country was unstable. Even if the new Dawangzhang relied on the previous arrangement and became king, it could only control the Xuan Guoguo and the people of the beginning of the Dahe headquarters.

Kunqun attacked the thick earth city in a day, and the reputation of the earthquake, but also brought this prestige, directly to the Xuanguo capital city, the city and the tribe along the way are almost all looking down on the wind, the number of people in the dark is full, fully proof of Kun The judgment before the evil made him more confident, and the great army was like a broken bamboo. He went under the Xuan Guoguo.

As the king city, its walls are taller and taller than the thick earth city, and the buildings are neat, like a behemoth crouching in the sky.

When the army of Kun State saw Xuan Guoguo, it was immediately shocked by this scene.

"Only such a majestic city is the right place to be my future king!"

Kunxie looked at this scene, but it was a big laugh.

At this time, after all the way to retreat, his original army of more than 10,000 has expanded to 30,000, although most of them are rabble, but the momentum is extremely embarrassing.

In contrast, Zhang Wang is a pair of rebellious appearances, at this time the people who defend the city are more than a thousand.

With the help of Taoism, Kunxu is very confident that he will do his best in one battle and destroy the country in the first battle!

"Put someone out first and recruit Zhang Wang!"

"The army is cooking and cooking, camping and preparing for tomorrow's attack!"

......

He issued an order in an orderly manner. Suddenly, it was a burst of hair, a whim, and an ominous premonition shrouded the whole body.

Kunzheng looked at the city wall with certainty, and suddenly he was on it, and saw a rough silhouette of a large sleeve fluttering.

The other party’s 峨 博 ,, temperament, do not know why, with the other’s eyes, Kunqu is immediately a whole body: “This person is...”

In the memory, I suddenly returned to the golden-winged Dapeng bird that had been swaying for nine days when I heard the Taoist priest preaching!

"Kun evil, so people meet, victorious, but unfortunately I am now a Daxuan national teacher, can only send you a big gift!"

The people on the wall suddenly opened their mouths, and the voice spread throughout ten miles, far and near.

"Hey!"

Accompanied by the sound of the raptors screaming through the clouds, the figure stepped out, and instantly came to the void, the big sleeves fluttering, like the generals of the Peng, the clouds, the blue sky, the top of the sky, stunned, projected A huge shadow.

"No... daring!!!"

In the eyes of Kunxie, there was a flash of light, and suddenly he saw a golden-winged Dapeng bird, which was opening his throat, just like a black hole, he couldn’t help but see it.

It is a pity that when he talks about the magic of the Tao, he is a little demon.

Huh!

The next moment, the wind whistling, covering the sky.

When the army outside the city returned to God, it suddenly found out that the 10,000-strong army at Pioneer disappeared without a trace.

Only Kunming is a practitioner, and it can be seen clearly.

Just now, the golden-winged Dapeng bird opened his mouth and swallowed his 10,000-strong army!

"puff!"

This kind of blow suddenly made his chest boring, crumbling, and suddenly a mouth, blood spurted out.

"Great King!"

The generals and the soldiers around him suddenly became confused.

......

"National Master Shenwei!"

Contrary to the Kun army, above the city wall, it is a cheer.

"Well, I waited for the retreat, I want to rest..."

The national teacher waved his hand and let everyone retreat. His face was a little more faint.

"What happened?"

Next to it, a palace attire emerges with a doubtful color.

"The human race is back!"

The golden-winged Dapeng was under pressure and immediately sneered: "I occasionally ate a few blood foods, and I didn't notice it at all. This time, I used my talents and magical powers to kill thousands of people in one breath, but I was accidentally attacked. ... I am afraid I will hurt the roots of cultivation!"

"Is this the karma?"

The beauty of the palace is beautiful: "The human race is big, what should I wait for?"

"In any case, this is the position of the hegemon, we are still fighting for a battle!"

The look of the Golden-winged Dapeng is somewhat secret: "After this battle, the battle of the human race will last for ten years. This is the opportunity of my demon!"

"The teacher tells the story to the truth, the mystery is endless. I went back and thought for decades, but I also realized a method, or allowed me to help the demon!"

"Oh, what is the way?"

The look of the palace dress is changed.

"I named it the method of the ghost fairy! The ghost fairy, out of the quiet into the meditation, not born, the yin detached, the ghost has no surname, the three mountains are unknown. Although not reincarnation, no return, but can reincarnate She."

The golden-winged Dapeng smiled bitterly: "The original is just a way to pursue the cultivation of immortals, but after thinking about a helpless method, after all, you and my practice may also encounter military solutions... but the method of reincarnation, but it is not impossible. For other children!"

"You mean... reincarnation... incarnation?"

"Yes, the Terran has a seven-year-old exquisite heart. Whether it is reading or repairing the law, it must be beyond the ordinary birds and beasts. It is called the eternal life. Those stupid children can reincarnate once, or add some wisdom!"

Dapeng passed down the Famen, and soon did not say much, directly turned into a gust of wind, disappeared.

When the beauty saw this scene, his face was dignified: "Reverse...when it has reached this point? Is it because God loves the human race? No! It is only because they occupy the mainland and have a hegemonic personality. In time, my demon has not tasted it. Nothing to replace!"

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