Reverend Insanity

In the previous life of Fang Yuan, when Fang Yuan put his ideas to the Manipulation Congress, the last Manipulation Congress was more than a decade old.

In order to participate in the Conferences, the sources of previous life began to prepare more than eighty years in advance.

Every day he spends his time practicing diligently, day and night.

In the course of this exercise, Fangyuan came up with the spirit of previous generations, college entrance exam teenagers on the planet facing the problem mountain reservoir sea. Collect all the topics of the successive sessions of the General Assembly and practice them in such a way as to sum up the intentions of those who seek to come up with them.

He got all the topics very easily. There are people who really sell this information in China, and this kind of merchandise has always been more popular. You can see intelligent people everywhere.

Thinking back to that dark day, boring and hard work, it was a bit embarrassing. But by the way, the foundation for the real refinement of Fangyuan was precisely that time. Without that time, there could not have been a realm in which he was now an associate minister of refinery.

So Fangyuan not only remembers the content of this session, but also remembers many previous sessions, and even more so the future sessions!

There are so many advantages, even though the refinery world is not as good as the fireworks faucet, so what?

There is, of course, one disadvantage to this method.

That's the butterfly effect.

Fang Yuan was reborn and changed the original trajectory of many things. Light a tree and a flame will burn the entire forest.

The good swimmer drowns, and the good rider falls. Will Fangyuan's advantages of relying on war fail him/herself because of the change in the title of this life?

This is entirely possible.

But it's just possible.

According to the source, this is unlikely.

The source decides to take risks.

He won the bet and the subject hasn't changed!

Time moves forward at a steady pace, without illness.

Intense refining scene, gradually the trend is clear.

Fang Yuan took the lead, leading the second largest firefighter boss. He has a confident atmosphere all over him, orderly manipulation, always maintaining a huge leading edge, and letting the desperate chasing competitors behind him grow desperate.

Off-site magicians gradually saw Tian Ni and couldn't help but praise him: “Fang Yuan is so agile. He didn't even think about it, so he devised this scenario. Wonderful, his program not only guarantees speed of refinement, fewer steps, but also more tolerant. Even if he fails a few times, the excess material will allow him to try again. ”

Of course it is.

This program adopted by Fangyuan is the best refinery program that countless refinery magicians have continuously tasted, tried, and eventually concluded since the last refinery congress.

More people feel the cultivation of the source: “The cultivation of the source is too prominent. So skilled, like a gifted instinct. This is definitely a thousand hammers! This refining of silence involves a lot of methods that are rarely used, and he is so comfortable with it. It's even harder to imagine those common tools. ”

And of course.

Fangyuan has been preparing for this eighth race for a long time.

In Fox Immortal Bliss, training was specially provided to refine silence tricks. Complete process, flipped over and over, practiced at least 200 times!

“More importantly, his confidence emanates from the inside and out. He believed in his own success, as if the odds of a manipulation failure never existed in his mind. This is the temperament of a refinery master, and this is the history of the famous three elders of the refinery. ”

“Yeah, watching him refine, like watching a spectacular show! ”

“How powerful his heart is, as if victory had been put in his pocket. ”

“The advantage is too obvious, and even if he fails once or twice, he can take the ultimate victory with the second fireman tap. ”

Witnessed by the myriad of sights and sights on the scene, Fang Yuan is not in danger and has a great advantage in winning the game.

Throughout the process, Fangyuan firmly held up other competitors. Even the fireman faucet was thrown out by him.

“Did the fireman faucet fail...”

“So that's it? ”

The people of Banlong Wood were a little incredible about the results in front of them, and they were disoriented.

“Fang Yuan, Fang Yuan!” The people of the Immortal Crane Gate stood up and called, forgetting to cheer!

Only he was still sitting, looking at his brother on the field, and the shadow of the black robe had covered his whole body and mind.

“I'm afraid my whole life, revenge is hopeless!” At this moment, Fang Zheng's frustration reached the extreme, and he was no longer able to muster a bit of fighting spirit.

Although there is deep hatred, the party is looking at Fang Yuan at this time, but it feels weak and unable to return to heaven!

The fireman's faucet stared at a pair of cow's eyes and stared dead at the source.

He doesn't like it!

He didn't even use his best kill moves yet. That damn subject, let him bind his legs.

But he also had to acknowledge the ingenuity of the source.

“In such a short period of time, such an excellent refining programme was conceived. Fangyuan, is this guy or is he not immortal? Will the intelligence go wrong? ”

Immortal stiffness is weaker than thinking. The result of “thinking” from the source makes the fireman faucet, the normal magician, feel less ashamed. At one point, the fireman's faucet began to doubt Fangyuan's rigid identity.

The contest is over, the source walks slowly and slowly down.

His failure to provoke and humiliate the fireman's faucet could not help but relieve the latter.

Now that we have won, provocation to humiliate each other is no longer meaningful. If the fireman's faucet is motivated to challenge the source, if you want to gamble with the source, isn't the source stoned and smashed its feet?

Ultimately, the fireman's faucet took Wanlong Wood with him and waited for him, walking away in the dust.

Fangyuan took the winner's reward from the exorcists. This is a large number of fairies, many kinds, but each one has a relatively small number.

Starting with the eighth, each reward far exceeds the previous seven, with plenty of fairies, fairy tricks, and more.

Otherwise, how could Fangyuan have used the Central American Refining Congress as a way to collect fairies?

Fangyuan put away the fairies, refused the invitation of the exorcists to stay, came down and gradually walked to the exorcists' mountain gate.

At the entrance of the mountain gate, a group of Xianhe Gate people have been waiting there for a long time.

“Lord Fong Yuan!” When Fang Yuan arrived, the two elders of the Xianhe Gate, headed by the elder of Yantang, greeted him together.

Fang Zheng was helpless, he was also an elder, but he stood behind the two elders, with no expression on his face and no initiative to greet them.

“Good evening, all of you.” Under the guise of the face, a gentle voice from the source spins.

This excited a group of people at the Crane Gate.

Zhang Fangyuan's previous fanaticism made them feel that Fangyuan was difficult to get along with. But now the sound of the source is gentle, immediately make them feel that the attitude of the source towards the same door is different from that of the outside world.

Fangyuan looked first at the elder Yantang.

The elder also took part in the contest just now.

Fangyuan casually pointed out: “Well, your manipulation is superficial, but the scenario envisioned has several major drawbacks… these should be dealt with this way, such as the first one…"

After listening, Elder Yantang increased the admiration of the other source and hurried to thank him.

The disciples behind him, one with bright eyes, full of admiration and admiration.

Fangyuan then turned his eyes to the right direction, his voice suddenly turned cold, a voice that hated iron and steel: “My brother, what look are you? Afraid I'll scold you? Your performance has disappointed me as always. It's a disgrace to not even pass the first round of the Manipulation Conference! ”

The atmosphere suddenly condensed, and the disciples spit their tongues in darkness, all thinking: Fangyuan, this brother is so mean to his brother!

The two elders at the Crane Gate were a little sudden. It seems that the relationship between the two brothers is rather cold.

The color of hatred appeared on the square face. He grunted coldly and was about to speak.

Fang Yuan waved his hand, and he did it in public!

Fang is the five-spinner magician, already proud of the peak of vulgarity. But he came as a slave magician. Most of his fighting power fell on the crane herd. Second, he had no idea that Fangyuan would ignore the occasion, in front of the public, and attack him in public!

The source has been plotting this for a long time.

There are not only a number of mandarin killings, but also intelligent killings from the eastern Changfan.

When Xianhe Gate's companion was stunned, Fang Yuan had already got his hands on it and kept Fang at a distance.

“Fang Zheng, you disappoint me too much. If you're still walking outside, why don't you just sneak in? How can you be so powerful out there? If my parents die early, I will be my brother's father and teach you well! Since you are interested in refineries, from today on, you will follow me, and I will teach you my refineries. You have to bury your head until I'm satisfied.” Fangyuan drinks lightly.

“I don't want you to worry! I am the elder of the Immortal Crane Gate, I have grown!!” Fang Zheng roared, disobedient to discipline, young and rebellious appearance.

As a matter of fact, he was cold in his heart.

He's out of his control, shouting words, not at all what he wants to say!

This is the wisdom of the Changfan of the East to kill, directly control the right mind of the side, generate false ideas, let the right body receive the past, and act according to the mind.

This is the mastery of the beast with the slave magician, and it's wonderful to work with the devil. But the difference is that most slave magicians can only control one herd of animals, and the wild beasts have a simple idea. Manipulation of human beings is complicated and difficult.

Fangyuan is a six-transfer immortal rigid, and against Fangzheng, the five--transfer magician, he has to use several killing tactics to match it, so that he now has the effect of capture.

“No! Help me! Somebody help me! Master, Master!” Fang's heart roared with anxiety.

But the fleas didn't respond.

Fang Yuan has long since severed the link between Fang Zheng and his own know-how.

Fang stared dead at Fang Yuan, and was desperate to crack. He never thought Fang Yuan would be so crazy that he dared to go straight here. This is madness. It doesn't even look at the Crane Gate!