Reverend Insanity

“Let me help you!” After unraveling the wind and grass in his hand, Fangyuan took the initiative to go to the nearest child.

“Hey, kid, you want to save the others? Yes! But you...” The Orc Leader laughed.

But before he finished, he was interrupted by Fangyuan.

“Got it. If I can't save them, I won't leave. Just eat me!” Fang Yuan waved, very casually.

“Uh...” The Orc leader choked and couldn't speak.

The children around them look at the source with hope and admiration with the eyes of a hero.

“Son of a bitch, if you can save everyone, I won't be the leader!” The head of the Orc laughed.

But not long later, he couldn't laugh.

Fang Yuan did not follow the set of cards, the dream solver constantly motivated, the speed is amazing!

A captured child was rescued in succession.

If he were to disassemble the wind and grass by himself, even self-help would not be achieved.

But with dreaming, difficulty plummets to the extreme.

For example, it's like playing mahjong. Everyone else is a catch card touching card. The source is to turn the card directly into what you want.

But this naked cheating practice fell into the eyes of the surrounding people, but it was the square finger as flying, whatever the wind and grass, after a few laps in his hand, cried out for reduction at the visible speed of the naked eye, and eventually went straight to the heart, the seeds were removed smoothly.

Easy as a backhand.

Easy.

That's what dreamkill is all about dreaming!

The children's eyes flashed with tears, looking at the shadow of the source, filled with endless gratitude and worship.

The animals opened their mouths and looked at their tongues. It was incredible.

“All saved, I succeeded.” Fangyuan spoke plainly to the head of the Orc.

Half a dozen children wake up as if they were dreaming, shouting cheers, some crying with joy, some jumping alive.

The head of the Orc had nothing to say, his congested eyes staring dead at the source. The animals around them are either yelling or spreading their fangs, stupidly moving.

Fang Yuan was not worried about the Orc's remorse.

Generally speaking, such primitive tribes observe fairly strictly their beliefs, their customs and traditions.

Of course, everything cannot be generalized.

In reality, there is also the possibility that the Orcs will repent.

But here, it's a special dream.

It's not real!

Indeed, as the source predicted, even if the animals were angry and unhappy, they could only see the delicious food in their mouths and leave.

Through the dark jungle, Fangyuan leads a sizeable group of children, dumping the Orc tribe behind them all.

The children clustered, walked together and became silent.

In the darkness, that ray of light continues to magnify, eventually filling the horizon again.

Fangyuan soul belongs, open your eyes.

At first glance, the face of the square source shows a surprising divine color.

He looked stunned at the outward dreams behind him, filled with doubt: “How is that possible? I've saved all the children, and I've done the ultimate. But why was the dream thrown out and not into the second act? ”

The square frowned deeply.

“Am I wrong in my earlier assumptions? Isn't unlocking the wind and saving these children the right way through the first act of the dream? ”

“What else have I lost? ”

Square thinks, strangles brains.

The exploration of dreams is so difficult. Even though Fangyuan has previous life experience and the advantages of leading the era, it is not easy to grasp when exploring dreams.

Every dream is unique.

The way dreams are explored is almost individually different, making it difficult to sum up experience.

Source now, can only keep guessing, and then try one at a time. Only if you persevere and don't get tired of it will you have the possibility to get your dreams through.

There are, of course, plenty of examples from previous generations, such as those where dreams have been explored for decades without success.

Fang Yuan thought of his head a little bitter, new thoughts some, but he didn't even have much confidence in himself.

“In that case, go somewhere else first, and the Sutra will be subdued first. ”

Fangyuan ran into the wall over this dream, and he wasn't obsessed.

Though his main purpose is the dream of this star, the dragonfish, the Tibetan scriptures, and the desert plants are all necessary for this journey.

Turning his mind, Fangsheng left this place temporarily and went elsewhere.

One hour later, the bright, pale face of Phoenix finally turned to the old redness.

She opened her eyes.

In clear eyes, it emits a silk brilliance.

“The audacity trick has been instrumental in healing spiritual injuries.” She was happy for a while.

She was relieved to see that she was safe and sound, and the four magicians accompanying her were relieved.

Their journey is to accompany the Prince to study. If Feng Jinhuang had three lengths or two, they would have gone back to the door to send them, and surely life would not have been better.

Phoenix Jinhuang saw the wild beast fish fin wolf left behind by Fangyuan, his eyes slightly condensed, and asked the fellow magician, knowing that no magician approached this place during his healing, his mind was slightly relaxed.

Lastly, she checked the situation and confirmed that it had completely healed, then stood up and faced the dream again.

“Previously, I was able to harvest the realm of refinery with Dreamwing Fairy. But this time we are faced with a dream of immortality. It is difficult to make a difference. The previous mistakes cannot be made again. Why do dreams seem to shrink? ”

All of a sudden, Phoenix's gorgeous colour flashed suspicion in her eyes.

Once successfully explored, dreams disappear completely.

Although Fangyuan did not compete fully, it did reap a lot of gains, and the intellectual realm rose dramatically.

Folklore says: There must be something to lose.

Fangyuan side, come on, dream side of the natural loss.

External performance is the reduction of the size of the dream.

“It did shrink a little. How did that happen?” After Feng Jinhuang repeatedly confirmed, the mind became more and more suspicious, "Is this the special place of the Immortal Dream? Will it shrink over time? ”

Feng Jinhuang did not speculate on other aspects.

In this era, people's perceptions of dreams are still at a time of extreme primitive ignorance.

And in the heart of Fengjin Huanghuang, he also believes in his unique dream wing magic, in the preponderance of dreams.

Despite my suspicions, Phoenix was unable to verify it.

Eventually, she shook her head slightly and re-entered the dream, regardless of her doubts and slight discomfort.

Shortly after Feng Jinhuang entered the dream, Fangyuan passed the information left to him by the crane wind and rushed to the place where the Sutra was hidden.

This intelligent beast is huge, like a mountain.

At this moment, the scriptures are hidden, limbs and tails are shrunk inside the shell, and most of the body is hidden in the mountain stone.

Fang Yuan smiled softly, shaped like a hawk, and pounded quickly.

Boom, boom...

Heavy roaring, continuous, like a burst of stuffy thunder.

Fangyuan and Tibetan Sutra fought.

At one time, the earth flies and the smoke drifts.

Tibetan Scripture initially tried to fight back, but it was immortal, it was only a beast in itself, not an ancient beast, is it an opponent of the Seven Spin Force Square?

After a few rounds, the Tibetan Sutra could only shrink in the shell and be passively beaten.

“This turtle shell is thick...” After a while of attack, I couldn't help but laugh.

Of course he didn't do everything he could, not even a fairy trick.

In case I have a big hand print, he has used it in a lot of places, can not be exposed. Who knows if the other doorman will be ready to scout the magic tricks and bring them with him?

Sources need to cover up as much strength as possible.

Therefore, after Tibetan Sutra shrunk his head, Fangyuan was not anxious for a moment.

He distracted himself, deliberately beating the battle hard, while savoring the dreams.

His delicate taste, suddenly inspired by countless things, emerged in his mind.

It's like suddenly opening a window in front of you and seeing the vast view outside.

This feeling is unspeakable and intoxicating.

“In my original intellectual realm, ordinary cannot be ordinary anymore. After all, I only tried to practice intellectual practice a short time ago. But now, my intellectual realm has reached the level of Associate Master. The dream of the stars and fairies is truly amazing! ”

This level of progress, if it were to follow normal practice, would have to accumulate from the dots for decades.

Dreams are dangerous, but once the exploration succeeds, even partially, the harvest is enormous. It is an instant, eliminating a lot of kung fu from the source.

“What's with the thunder? ”

The fierce battle between Fangyuan and Tibetan Sutra attracted a group of magicians to scout.

“Fang Yuan? How could he be so good? ”

“No wonder the elder at the door told us to evade this monster! ”

“This is cheating the most. It's not fair to us. How can such a monster fight? ”

Ultimately, Fang Yuan spends one day and one night, hiding the Sutra and earning the trick. A number of magicians were attracted during this period, and after a while of reconnaissance, they all retreated in panic.

“Thirty-sixth failure...”

Phoenix opened her eyes tirelessly.

She has been cautious since she was severely traumatized. Unfortunately, she did not solve her dreams, and the wind and grass had never been touched before. Thirty-six times, not even one successful demolition.

Successful self-help is the minimum criterion for success in exploring dreams.

Failed to disassemble the wind and grass, unable to save themselves, is the failure of exploration.

So every time Phoenix explores the dream, the damage to the soul after failure far exceeds the source.

She has to spend a lot of time resting and healing.

So after two days and one night, she just explored 36 times.

“Immortal dreams are so difficult. I have a dream wing magic trick, and that's it. Not to mention the others!” Phoenix looked at the dream in front of her and her face was bitter.

She has a deep sense of frustration in her heart, and now whenever she thinks of the wind and grass, this proud woman of heaven has an urge to vomit!

At this moment, Fang Yuan secretly approached the dream.

He has put the Tibetan Sutra and the Undergrass in his bag, and the rest is time and energy, all into the Immortal Dream.

This period of bitter meditation has given rise to new speculations.

When Phoenix was bitter and sullen, Fang Yuan smiled confidently and slipped into his dream again.