On the simmering spirit rice, Fang Yuan can be described as experienced.

But this time, Yan Yujingmi, but some of them really did not expect him, even the required temperature was greatly improved.

If it is not fully prepared, I am afraid that his first pot of Lingmi, you have to cook out the raw rice, and laugh and generous.

"call!"

After the Lingmi was cooked, Fang Yuan opened the lid and an amazing heat suddenly overflowed.

"Giggle!"

"Hey!"

The flower fox and the shovel black eagle suddenly came over, and the four eyes stared straight at the already ripe Yan Yujing rice.

At this time, in the pot, a grain of full-fledged Ling Mi put red light, and the head is swollen again, like a lychee, crystal clear, the center seems to burn a flame.

“How does this feeling resemble alchemy?”

In order to teach the apprentices, Fang Yuan also explored the technique of alchemy in the next Luenjia. I felt that cooking the rice was quite similar to alchemy, and the products obtained by the two were very similar.

‘Of course... Lingmi is born and grows naturally, and it is natural to win the ordinary medicinal herbs. It can also be used as a staple food, regardless of erysipelas...’

He took out two pills of hot Ling Mi and threw it to the flower fox and the shovel black eagle, and he clipped one another and stuffed it into the entrance.

"Hey!"

This rice is crispy and fragrant, the taste is mellow, and the taste is self-evident. What is more important is that after biting the rice, a heat flow like a flame breaks out, rolling through the throat and straight into the lower abdomen. Dan Tian suddenly gets hot, as if A small fireball in general.

"Good spirituality!"

Such a powerful aura replenishment is completely more than a few times that of the red jade spirit rice, and immediately makes Fang Yuan’s eyes bright.

Even the amazing Shenyuan, he also felt that within his own Dantian, the martial arts force was slightly stimulated by the heat flow.

"This range... is far beyond the spirit tea of ​​Youshan Prefecture..."

Fang Yuan touched his forehead, and his hand was a little wet, but it was sweating.

"I have been eating this rice all the year round, I am afraid that there is a practice of refining the body with fire, and it is easy to wash the marrow! And..."

In his eyes, he flashed red and made several gestures.

Oh!

A faint flame, suddenly formed between his fingers.

"Fire method... getting started?"

For the spiritual technique, Fang Yuan was naturally interested. When he was at the Mount Seong, he read a lot of books and paid more attention to the collection.

Liu Yan himself is a fire sorcerer. Although he does not want to teach the spirit of the bottom of the box, Fang Yuan is not able to reject the small spells of the spirit level.

It’s just that it’s hard to get started, and Fang Yuan has encountered the general threshold with the wooden line.

However, under the impact of this Ling Mi, he felt that he had more insights into the way of the fire. He even sensed the power of the fire between the heavens and the earth with his body, and realized the spirit of the wood. The same skill is the same, the mystery is hard to say.

"This Yan Yu Jing Mi, the main act of fire, long-term consumption, but also increase the qualification of fire ... ..."

Fang Yuan touched his chin, and his voice was deep: "If you know Liu Yan, you must come to **** it at all costs!"

This person is already the peak of the realm of Juyuan, and it is a step away from Tongyuan.

But the difference between this line is hard to beat!

In order to obtain even the help of a breakthrough, if you know the existence of this Ling Mi, it will inevitably pull down your face and take advantage of it.

"Giggle!"

"Hey!"

When Fang Yuan was still feeling the emotion, he suddenly found that the black eagle and the fox licked his mouth, and he was full of a pot of Yan Yujing rice. He had already had most of his stomach and could not help but be anxious: "Really... I don't know to leave some points for me!"

Said, suddenly joined the ranks of rushing food.

This Yan Yujing rice is big, and one is full of lychee size. He eats seven or eight pieces and is full. Watching the flower fox and the shovel black eagle slow down and start to chew slowly. Know to taste the taste slowly.

"With my current conditions, if I am bent on renovating the fire, I am afraid that within twenty years, I can reach the current realm of Liu Yan!"

After a meal, Fang Yuan immediately had a new understanding of the efficacy of Yan Yu Jing Mi.

"Of course, it is too stupid to purely practice the spirits, and you have such a good condition in vain!"

Fang Yuan’s nephew shines: “With so many spiritual things, I don’t believe that I can’t break through the bottleneck of the dreamer as soon as possible!”

......

"Hey!"

On the top of Qingfeng Spirit, a large group of red-eyed white birds continued to rise and fall, and their wings shook.

As the only overlord of this circle, they are free of charge every day except for hunting. They occasionally fly to the edge of the stream, combing their feathers and teasing the nestlings.

However, in this harmonious and peaceful environment, a gray shadow is secretly along another path and climbed to the top of the mountain.

"This red-eyed white bird king is starving to death, and the resistance in the subconscious is still so tenacious, really terrible!"

This gray shadow is exactly Fang Yuan!

There is no doubt that this is the dream of the red-eyed white bird king.

In my own dreams, I can immediately awaken the true self and realize that dreaming is a realm.

At this time, in the dreams of others, they can immediately wake up, representing the improvement of the way of the dreamer.

Moreover, after several experiences of reborn as a bird, after Fang Yuan’s constant attempts, he finally turned into a human form, and finally did not have to reluctantly adapt himself.

Otherwise, a few more times, Fang Yuansheng is afraid that his own habits will be affected, such as feeling ribbed wings, want to fly when you see the cliff, and so on.

"The realm of the dreamer's gathering is divided into two small stages, one is to dream, the other is to build a dream!"

Dreamers can enter any living spirit and have dreams of thinking.

And building a dream, it is possible to change the dreams of others, compile dreams, cast falsehoods, and build dreams!

"People are sleeping, the defense is the weakest, and building similar scenes, you can steal secrets... This is the shallowest application of dreams. Who can distinguish between illusion and reality? Real dreams Is completely confusing memory!"

Fang Yuan came to the top of the cliff. He was already familiar with this place. He saw the platform and jumped down.

boom!

After falling for a while, he took the lead and landed on the ground.

"Hey!"

This movement suddenly caught the attention of the red-eyed white bird group, and several white birds screamed and swooped.

"roll!"

Fang Yuan’s hands were clawed and he grabbed it.

Hey!

The white-eyed white bird of the raid burst out of the brain and fell to the ground. Fang Yuan did not stop and rushed to the bird's nest.

This is the dream of others. The red-eyed white bird king has hostility, which makes his strength here suppressed, only about four days.

But with these, it is enough!

"At this time, Bird King went out to hunt and did not return. Of course, he will be back soon... Because its nest of eggs is about to hatch, it must come before this to ensure that the little ones see it at first sight! ”

Fang Yuan’s mouth smirked with a smile.

However, all birds have a special habit. The newly born chicks often treat the creatures they see at first sight as their parents, giving them an indescribable sense of closeness.

"Hey!"

Outside, the fierce bird called, apparently the return of the Golden Crown King, and found a scene that made it angry and crowned!

"You are waiting outside! Building a dream!"

At this point, Fang Yuan felt that he had better control of the dream and immediately exerted influence on the cave.

"Eagle Hand!"

Rumble!

When he hit a claw, the original hole collapsed immediately, and the huge gravel fell, blocking the passage, and the King of the Golden Crown rushed to the crown, but there was nothing to help.

"I said... there must be light!"

Fang Yuan murmured, the time, the entire cave was filled with a bright but not dazzling light.

rustle!

At this time, in the nest, a few huge bird eggs also had movements, a crack appeared from above, and there were small scorpions, began to sniper, opened a small hole.

"Come on, come on!"

Fang Yuan immediately came to the edge of the nest and was waiting.

Hey! Hey!

With a few crisp sounds, the eggshell cracked, and a few feathers were sparse. You can also see the chicks of red chicken skin.

Looking at the appearance of this street chicken, it is absolutely impossible to imagine that among them, there will be a red-eyed white bird king in the future.

"twitter!"

The little chicks opened their eyes and immediately impressed the appearance of Fang Yuan in the bottom of my heart.

"be good!"

Not only that, Fang Yuan also extended his palm, one only touched the past, so that the chicks remember their breath more deeply.

......

Within the cave, Fang Yuan opened his eyes.

In front of him, the skinny red-eyed white bird king also opened his eyes, looking at Fang Yuan's gaze but it seems a bit strange, there is no previous fierce, but with a touch of kindness.

"Oh... eat it!"

Fang Yuan smiled and handed a bamboo fruit and a few Yan Yu Jing Mi.

"Hey..."

The red-eyed white bird king made a weak tweet, obediently opened the scorpion and swallowed the food.

"It is!"

Seeing this scene, Fang Yuan’s heart was overjoyed, knowing that the red-eyed white bird king had completely accepted himself.

‘I can’t think of this tampering memory, it’s so successful, I’m still mentally prepared to do it a few times...’

Although dreams are not memories, the lie says that it is a truth for thousands of times. As long as you repeatedly hypnotize in your dreams, you can confuse the memory of the red-eyed white bird king.

Moreover, the thinking of this spiritual bird is far more simple than human beings, and it is more convenient to operate.

It’s just that Fang Yuan didn’t think that it would be a success!

"Very good... This red-eyed white bird king is the strength of the four-day gate. After the madness, it is almost equivalent to the master of the martial arts! And it is still a spiritual bird. It has the ability to fly, and it can also master the red-eyed white bird group. A big battle!"

Since the red-eyed white bird king has been conquered, Fang Yuan will soon remove those traps, and at the cost of spending a lot of spiritual things to promote the recovery of the bird king.

"I should have stepped into the threshold of a dreamer now, but I have not tried it in a human dream... I can't be honest..."

Fang Yuan has an accurate estimate of his own strength. In the past half a month after Yan Yujing Rice matured, his cultivation was a leaps and bounds.