Seeking good luck and avoiding bad luck starts with the Golden Family

Chapter 338 Carp Eagle Confession
Fang Yang's door was closed tightly.

In the darkness, he did not sleep in bed to rest.

On the contrary, he was still sitting on the Taoist mat, continuing his practice.

"The Broken Dream Sword, a spell of the Dream Dao School, third-tier rank, inspired by the realm of sword intent in the Sword Dao."

"The stronger the practitioner's sword intent is, the more he can use this dream magic..."

At this moment, Fang Yang was tightly holding a white jade slip.

In his mind, he was recalling what Cambrian Yazun had said to him not long ago.

The manifestation of this dream magic is similar to swordsmanship, and can forcibly break through some difficulties in dreams.

So, he focused his mind, mobilized the true energy in the first void, and tried to practice.

next moment.

While the first void did not move, the shadow of the Dream Emperor in his second void began to emit a faint divine light.

Immediately, the scarlet-gold sword worn on the left side of the Dream Emperor's phantom suddenly flashed brighter.

Subconsciously, Fang Yang exerted a little force, and a deep white sword light appeared at his fingertips, like a dream.

It became.

He actually refined the "Sword of Shattered Dreams" in just a breath.

Moreover, what was consumed was not the true essence in the first and second voids, but the essence of his soul!

Fang Yang realized that from now on, with the help of the Dream Emperor's phantom, he could instantly refine any dream magic that he had touched upon from the sword path!
"Is this the terrifying thing about the Dream Emperor's phantom?"

He was highly impressed:
"As expected, he is highly valued by the Canghai Emperor, who even spreads the 'Emperor's Theory' to treat him as such."

But he also knew that his second void was only at the first level.

If he wants to advance, he has to completely devour a dream world.

All beginnings are hard.

As long as we devour the first dream world, things will be much easier afterwards.

Taking advantage of this favorable situation, Fang Yang began to read the "True Scripture of Tempering the Soul and Refining the Spirit" to see if he could make the second orifice react as well.

It would be great if a reaction could occur.

He closed his eyes and his mind was silent in the second void.

In the center of the bronze true energy sea of ​​the second void, the shadow of Emperor Meng was sitting.

His face was illusory, his figure was tall and straight, he wore a white feather fairy crown on his head, a black imperial robe, a Ruyi red gold sword on his left, a white jade fairy flute on his right, and lotus silk cloud shoes on his feet...

Outstanding and proud!
Around Him, nine-colored fairy lights shot into the sky, and all things surrendered, as if He was the incarnation of heaven.

But now, apart from the Ruyi Red Gold Sword emitting a hint of brilliance.

His entire body was silent and motionless, just like the development of the current dream school.

"No response?" Fang Yang was slightly disappointed.

After a moment, he took a deep breath and turned his mind to the [Mysterious Realm].

Mysterious realm! Mysterious realm! Mysterious realm!

In the dark environment, there was a faint sound of thunder.

It turned out that Fang Yang's soul had temporarily left his body to be tempered by the heavenly thunder brought about by the "True Scripture of Tempering the Soul and Refining the Spirit".

Seventy-one thousand times the soul power!
Seventy-three thousand times the soul power!
Seventy-seven thousand times the soul power!
Eighty-two thousand times the soul power!
Cool.

Woohoo~
As his soul strength grew stronger, Fang Yang felt so comfortable all over that he almost wanted to moan.

This feeling is very wonderful, like the intercourse between yin and yang of a man and a woman, and it continues.

One wave is stronger than the other.

"when……"

A dull, heavy sound was heard.

The operation of "The True Scripture of Tempering the Soul and Refining the Spirit" then stopped, and Fang Yang slowly opened his eyes.

Eighty-five thousand times the soul power!
Not only that, the level of refinement of the eagle eyes of his carp eagle phantom also increased by 3%, saving him several months of effort.

With all these factors combined, how could he not feel happy?

"Hu~" After a long time, Fang Yang took a long breath and suppressed all the emotions in his heart.

Immediately, he took out the broken sword made of thousand-year-old peach wood.

The thousand-year-old peach wood broken sword was suspended in front of him, emitting a bright green light.

Looking at it, for some reason, Fang Yang felt a deep sense of sadness in his heart.

It shouldn't be like this.

Because in his eyes before, the thousand-year-old peach wood broken sword was a blue phoenix, a divine lotus for transcending tribulations, and even an unusual phenomenon of the Tai Chi Yin-Yang diagram!
This is a seventh-level holy material. With it as the main component, it is entirely possible to refine a sixth-level holy weapon with powerful offensive power.

Given all these circumstances, he should be happy.

But when he looked at the broken sword made of thousand-year-old peach wood, he suddenly felt a huge sadness for no reason.

"Could it be that I was infected by the thoughts left by the Lord of the Two Poles?"

Fang Yang became suspicious and stretched out his right hand to gently stroke the broken sword made of thousand-year-old peach wood.

The thousand-year-old peach wood broken sword had long been shattered into pieces, with serious damage to the sword body. The main reason it was able to maintain its shape was because of the support of the sword intent.

Fang Yang was speechless as he stroked it carefully. It was not rough at all, but rather smooth like water waves.

But the more he caressed it, the more Fang Yang felt a deep sense of... regret? !

In contrast, the divine feather of the carp eagle in his first void was shining with divine light, which was about to correspond to the thousand-year-old peach wood broken sword.

The next moment, the [Seek Good Luck and Avoid Evil] light ball appeared in Fang Yang's mind, evolving into the following words:

[The peach wood sword opens, the carp eagle repents, the old dream reappears, and the fate encounters a major divergence. ]

[A very good sign. Accept the traction and step into the blood dream. After half a year, you will leave the dream by yourself. Successfully venture into the dream and get an eighth-level opportunity. Good luck! ]

[Win the lottery, refuse to be pulled, do not enter the blood dream, the divine feathers dissipate, there are occasional storms, be cautious, the storms disappear, the true essence is returned, and peace. ]

[A medium to low sign. Accept the traction and enter the blood dream. Leave the dream by yourself after half a year. Fail to venture into the dream. The foundation backfires. The carp eagle is silent. It's bad! ]

Upon seeing the fortune in the lottery, Fang Yang's eyes sparkled.

coming.

finally come.

The fifth blood dream he had been looking forward to for a long time finally arrived.

But the situation seems a little bad.

The peach wood sword is opened, the carp eagle repents... This should be saying that Fang Nian did something very wrong in the past and has great regrets, so he is repenting.

The old dream reappears, and the destiny encounters a major divergence... This can be understood by looking at the three fortunes. This fifth bloodline dream is crucial.

The middle to lower fortune among the three fortunes clearly indicated that he could only succeed in this dream adventure.

Otherwise, his foundation would be damaged, and it would undoubtedly be extremely difficult for him to follow the path of Kunpeng. He would probably be forced to follow the path of Dayun Golden Crow.

If he wins the lottery, it means that if he refuses the attraction of the blood dream this time, once the carp eagle divine feather disappears, he may never be able to enter the blood dream for the fifth time.

These are all high-risk, completely different from the previous four bloodline dream draws!

It is worth mentioning that high risks also bring high returns.

The best fortune is an eighth-level opportunity!
If Fang Yang's prediction was correct, this must be the Tai Chi Yin Yang diagram phenomenon he had been looking forward to for a long time!

If it weren't for this, Fang Yang really couldn't understand what else in Fang Nian's life could be considered an eighth-level opportunity.

"A year later, it will be the time when many venerable sects will fight against each other."

"In this case, I have to practice hard."

Fang Yang whispered to himself.

He was speaking to himself, and also to the Cambrian Yazun who might be spying on him.

After all, when a practitioner’s practice reaches a critical point, half a year of seclusion is considered a short time.

So, he fell asleep peacefully with full of anticipation.

Bloodline Dream, Kunpeng Road, Fang Nian, Qing Rushang, Sen Yuanyuan...

It’s time to put an end to the grudges of the past.

Kunpeng spirit, here he comes!

(End of this chapter)