"The formation of the spiritual land, one is the clock of heaven and earth, and it is self-contained. Another kind is that after the dreamer is seated, various kinds of secrets are formed..."

The shovel black eagle fell on the peak, and Fang Yuan overlooked this scene. The shock in my heart is hard to say.

At least, he knew that it would be impossible to do this by changing to the teacher's language and the arrival of the spirit, even if the oil was exhausted, and there was no comparability in mind.

"Between the thoughts, transforming nature, achieving spirituality... the power of the dreamer is incredible!"

Fang Yuan’s heart screamed: “I can let such a master succumb to sorrow, and forever, the power of incognito...”

Obviously, the level of the other side is far beyond Wu Zong, Lingshi, and even the mountain house and the entire summer country!

The world is too big, even if Xia Guo, it is only a partial glimpse, similar to the corner of the country.

Fang Yuan knows that if he is found by the other party, he will only have one dead end.

"Just... this world is full of wonderful things because of miracles!"

He clenched his fist silently and looked at his property bar.

The emergence of inheritance, and the existence of this system, he has enough confidence, can grow up quickly, and one day, will reach the level of Master's question of the layman, and even exceed!

At that time, the regret of asking the heart of the layman will be done by himself!

As for now?

Fang Yuan forced himself to leave everything behind and began to make a down-to-earth calculation.

"Black Hawk, Flower Fox! Hurry! We will be very busy for some time to come!"

The red-eyed white bird group is the biggest danger of this spiritual land. After being removed, Fang Yuan’s first thing to do is to wander the entire Qingfeng spiritual land, collect spiritual objects, and organize maps.

Of course, the most crucial thing is to find a suitable place, to create your own secret base, and then to relocate the important spiritual plants in the valley.

Qingfeng Lingdi is not small, with a total of 100,000 mu.

It is not easy to find a place that suits you.

Fortunately, Fang Yuan had a shovel black eagle. After a patrol, he suddenly found a sloping land on the mountainside. Not only did he have a flat land of hundreds of acres, but he also had a great spiritual spring around him. The bird's platform distance is not too far.

In the next period of time, Fang Yuan incarnate the hard gardener, turned the land over again, set up a fence, and immediately began the transplant work.

Lingzhu survived within the cave of White Bird King. The red jade Lingmi is actually nothing. His main goal is to ask the heart tea tree and the Yanyan crystal rice.

"In the end, it is a spiritual land, and even the soil is much better than in the valley!"

Fang Yuan waved his **** and grabbed a black soil and nodded.

In the valley, he also planted a lot of emerald grass in the red jade rice field. This spirit grass can gain gas. If there is no planting, the black soil there will be able to pull out the oil.

But this is so, compared to the land of the Lingdi, there is still a gap between the rubble and the jade.

“This is not only the soil, but the air, the water quality, and various unspeakable factors. It’s all-round backward...”

Fang Yuan looked at the tea tree in front of him, and he was very pleased.

Even after the transplant, this plant has no fading color, but it is very prosperous.

"Go back in the afternoon and transplant Yanyan Jingmi, and the center of gravity can be transferred..."

Within the spiritual land, not only is Ling Zhi thriving, but even Fang Yuan feels that the whole person is very active, and the bones seem to be lighter.

Even ordinary people live in the spiritual land, and have the effect of prolonging life. The warriors have long been squandering, and the probability of breaking through the checkpoint will increase a little. Otherwise, how can they be called Lingtian Fudi?

What's more, this piece of spirit is still a matter of heart and soul, and it has an extraordinary significance for Fang Yuan.

“After waiting, Glen is just a facade, this place is the real core!”

This Qingfeng Lingdi location is hidden, it is difficult for outsiders to find out, and even outside there are strange hypnotic forces to guard, and it is difficult for people to enter.

Fang Yuan can be immune, because the heart of the layman has already given the key authority, and the outsiders can not practice the tea ceremony.

That kind of influence made him suspect that even if the four-day master came, it would be difficult to break through. Even Wu Zong went to the place where he passed down, and he would not sleep and become a bone.

"The way of the dream teacher is really too strong..."

Fang Yuan came to the side of the cliff where the red-eyed white bird group inhabited. He looked at the nests that were half a cliff, and there were chicks, eggs, etc.... I was silent.

"Hey!"

The wind whistling, the shovel black eagle fell, and a pheasant, a hare, was caught on the paws.

"Ah, very good!"

Fang Yuan patted the palm of his hand: "Flower fox, shovel black eagle, you two hard work, these young birds, trouble you first take care of it!"

"Giggle!"

Upon hearing this, the flower fox suddenly opened his eyes and looked silent.

In particular, the black eagle, the black eagle, is even more for it. After all, it can not be seen with the red-eyed white bird, let the natural enemies take care of the young children? It is also true that Fang Yuan has this brain hole.

"After all, are you all birds, there is always a similarity..."

Fang Yuan said that if he was irresponsible, he would mention a hare and enter the Tori Cave.

"Hey!"

A scream of high-pitched sound suddenly sounded, but with a sense of weakness, a bit of strong outside.

boom!

A huge black shadow rushed, and it seemed to hit something, making a dull sound.

"How? Bird King, have you yet recognized the reality?"

Fang Yuan went up two steps, and suddenly he was suddenly open.

In the original bird's nest, the red-eyed white bird king's eyes glared at him. It seems as if I have seen the enemy of life and death that is not shared.

At this time, there were many fractures on his body. There were a lot of chains on his body, and he was set in the nest by a few stone pillars.

This red-eyed white bird king went through a battle with Fang Yuan, and it was called a big injury. It was so restricted, but it was impossible to escape.

After the uniform of the bird king on the same day, with the hope of the case, Fang Yuan still did not kill it, but was imprisoned.

Just how proud is the red-eyed white bird king? In the face of such imprisonment, I immediately chose a hunger strike!

"I still don't want to eat?"

Fang Yuan threw the hare to his mouth and pulled out a bamboo fruit: "The sequela of madness, quite uncomfortable? Think about it?"

"Hey!"

White Bird King immediately slammed his head over his side and looked at it.

Even though the scorpion is still weak, it is still full of pride. It was originally the hegemon of the nine days of flying, and how could it surrender to humanity?

In particular, this abominable human has previously destroyed its ethnic group!

"Call... It’s impossible!"

Fang Yuan looked at this scene and shook his head. He knew that even if the white bird king was a beast, he would not drink or drink, and he would support it for a month. At that time, he could only harvest a starving spirit.

And his intention to conquer the spirit bird is also a complete failure.

"Cut... Sure enough, this story is a lie. You just murdered the whole family. How could it be possible to worship it? Is it true that the beast has no brain, or brain damage?"

"The mistake is that you may have something to do with my teacher. Who will leave you a little life?"

Fang Yuan shook his head and sealed the passage with gravel. This came to the outside of Shitai. He looked down at the flower fox and the shovel black eagle to take care of the chicks and make a bunch of farce. Quite interesting.

"This piece of spiritual land, after all, belongs to me completely!"

He looked up at the sky and saw that in the blue of the wellhead, a touch of orange-red light had already been transmitted, and it must have been a sunset over the setting sun.

Fang Yuan sat cross-legged, and a jade slip appeared on his hand, with a complex color in his eyes.

Put the jade in the eyebrows, the gods explored, and a piece of work suddenly emerged, with the light, called the word bead.

Even though he has seen it many times before, he still browses from beginning to end, literally browsing, slowly comprehending the meaning, and does not dare to slack off.

This jade slip is a master's question to the heart of the layman, leaving his dream teacher enlightenment!

"Dream Master! On the mainland, this is the real high-end power. Compared with it, even the spirits, the formation, and the alchemy will be dwarfed!"

Asking the heart of the introduction is very simple, and with an unparalleled hegemony, unconsciously convinced.

In particular, Fang Yuan, after seeing this spiritual miracle, has no doubt about it.

"The so-called dream teacher, in fact, is a group of people who often deal with dreams! Dreams... are the most amazing things, why can people dream? In the dream, why are there fragments of the future? These are the dreamers who are committed to solving The problem, and once you realize that you are dreaming, you can do everything in your dreams!"

Although this topic looks illusory, Fang Yuan knows where the dreamer's practice is.

Mentally disturbing substances! Consciousness affects reality!

The huge spiritual land in front of him is the best statement!

The real dreamer, in the later stage, must be all-round tyrants, terrible to the extreme!

Fang Yuan finally understood why he asked his heart to say that he was talented, to change his mind and leave a legacy for himself.

"The secret must have been discovered by Master!"

"My dream of a different world... No, it is not a dream at all, it is an experience that I have traveled through the past, and it is also my real life..."

"Since the teacher of the heart is a dreamer, he is very sensitive to dreams. How could he not find out?"

"Maybe, it is because of this that he feels that I have the qualities of a dreamer? Or do you want me to really manipulate dreams and not be confused by dreams?"

......

One kind of kind may emerge in the heart, so that Fang Yuan deeply understood Master's good intentions, and could not help but give birth to a touch, but also strengthened a certain thought.