Carefree Path of Dreams

"Sir, someone is eavesdropping!"

"It’s the one that puts the cow!"

"It’s Jiang Wang!"

Several schoolchildren immediately talked about it, lest the world be chaotic.

"quiet!"

Fang Yuan knocked on the ring, and several of the urchins suddenly felt awkward and did not dare to talk about turmoil.

He licked his beard and walked outside the door.

I saw a nephew boy falling to the ground, apparently scared to fall off the window.

This little devil Fang Yuan also knows that the name is Jiang Wang, the family is poor, the house has no place to stand, and the parents are relying on the short-term work for the wealthy in the city.

Since the age of six, I have helped the family to work, or to help others graze cattle and sheep, so there is the nickname of the cow.

With these children who can sit in the school and know the words, there is absolutely no comparison.

However, this child has been smart since childhood, and even if he can't pay tuition, he will use his leisure time to come here to steal the teacher.

Fang Yuan is too lazy to care about him. He usually looks at his eyes and closes his eyes.

Today is purely a whim.

"Mr. is polite!"

Jiang looked up in tears and shy red face, and bowed to Fang Yuan.

"Well, the book is the book, you read the book into the bones..."

Fang Yuan nodded and shook his head, looking at the traces of blue and purple in the weather, but also a bit stunned.

In fact, it is his devil. Otherwise, changing to the ordinary fairy **** face to face, may not be able to find the evils lurking in these seven-eight-year-old children.

‘With the help of the evil spirits, it’s no wonder that you can be a child from a young age. After all, the power of the demons supports the fools, and it’s useless...’

"The ceremony cannot be abolished!"

Jiang Wang gritted his teeth: "Today, listening to Mr. lectures, but not prepared for repairs, will definitely make up the coming!"

"Oh? It’s ambition! But... juveniles will have the appearance of a teenager, and old is not necessarily a good thing!"

Fang Yuan took the ruler to the front and knocked on Jiang’s head three times: "Go to rest! Go to rest!"

The full house urchin burst into laughter, only Lin Shoucheng looked at this scene, and the eyes were full of thoughts.

......

"The method of breaking the world is completely integrated into the dreamer. There is no problem with the soul. You should try it... just, you need some materials..."

"Although the ancient devil is orthodox, it needs six-pointed star stone. This is a special product of the demon world. Where is the spiritual world? But my dream teacher's way is not very demanding on materials, it can be replaced..."

The history of Meng Tong is only a few hours a day.

After arbitrarily fooling around, Fang Yuan drove away these urchins, closed the grass, and sat down on his knees, and the eyes flashed a glimmer of light.

"I am going to help me to go straight to the realm of the demon god!"

After a slight adjustment, Fang Yuan got up and slowly paced before coming to a Taoist temple.

This view is not big, but it can occupy a place in the county, and it is not a city and other gods, but a diamond.

At this time, although the middle door was wide open, there were not many pilgrims.

In the front courtyard, there is also a huge pine and cypress, the branches are hovering like dragons, and a fluffy needles are scattered.

"It turned out to be Fang Ju Shi, my master is doing something, please have a cup of tea!"

Two Taoist children who fell asleep at the door saw Fang Yuan coming, his eyes lit up, and ran all the way into the obituary.

"No problem, I will wait for the longest cranes!"

Fang Yuan came to the back hall and took the tea provided by Dao Tong. Obviously, he was very familiar.

After half a cup of tea, a veteran walked into the hall: "Fang Ju Shi, what kind of wind is blowing you?"

He is full of energy and looks red. He looks like he is only about forty or fifty years old. He is steady and has large sleeves fluttering. He is quite heroic.

This is the master of this Taoist temple, the Qinghe Taoist.

"Recently cultivated, my heart has income, I want to refine a few pieces of the instrument... Come here, you have to play the autumn wind here!"

Fang Yuan smiled slightly.

This Qinghe Daoist is a true repairer. Although he stayed at the stage of comprehension, he had the cultivation of the Yuanshen, and he was able to eat it in the mortal world.

According to Fang Yuan’s knowledge, he was originally a disciple of a large school, but he was expelled from the division because of his crimes, but he was not abolished, but he was also considered a blessing.

Although he is hidden in this, he still has some interest in the practice world, and he has disguised himself and formed a friend with the old crane.

"Mr. Fang, you are practicing the way of joining the WTO. It is very literate, I am far from being able to compare!"

Qinghe’s old road is awe-inspiring.

Although the home-based practitioners seem to have only the Yuanshen cultivation, but the vision is very different, even with the other side of the argument, often makes him feel like a slap in the face, simply can not wait to bow down as a master, the old road naturally dare Take it: "I don't know what Mr. needs?"

"It's not a rare thing, a 300-year-old mahogany heart, a red-hot rat's hair, and three or two star dust sands..."

Fang Yuan said indifferently.

"The rat hair of the red fire mouse...somewhat difficult, as for the other two, the old road is just there, the breeze and the moon, you go to get the material!"

The Qinghe Dao people licked their beards.

"Thank you, I settled with Lingjing!"

Fang Yuan pretended to reach out and embrace.

"You don't have to, the old way to practice yesterday, there are two questions that are puzzled. If Mr. can give me one or two, they will be given to the gentleman!"

Qinghe’s old hands swayed with his hands, and his eyes showed a glimpse of color.

"Well, you ask!"

Seeing this, Fang Yuan’s face suddenly showed a smile.

This old way out of the sect, nowhere to confuse, has long regarded him as a savior.

Fang Yuan is also happy to support this old road, and occasionally can listen to the news of the practice world.

"The first thing, when the old road was recently cultivated, it always felt uneasy, and the gods..."

After some discussion, Lao Dao was satisfied and gave a message: "Thank you for your doubts and doubts. In addition, Matsushita Prefecture seems to be not very peaceful recently, but I hope that Mr. will pay more attention!"

"Oh? What happened?"

Fang Yuan stared at the local snake with interest.

"It should be related to Shinto... However, Miao Xianzong also had a **** book this time. Even the young masters were sent out. The gentleman may have heard her name, but it is a painting!"

Qinghe Laodao said respectfully.

"Knowing the painting? The new head of the new building?"

Fang Yuan touched his chin, and his face suddenly showed a hint of unclear smile.

......

The moon star is thin, and the black dragonfly flies south.

Within the grasshopper, Fang Yuan sat cross-legged, throwing the same kind of material, smashing the handcuffs, and finally refining it into a blood-red spar.

"What I really need is only three or two stars and a mahogany heart. The rest of the materials are put together from the previous savings, and it is almost the same!"

At this point, along with his finger sliding, the surface of the blood-colored spar suddenly appeared a golden six-pointed star symbol.

Less than a day, gold and blood red converge, crystal petrochemical is a plain stone.

"I'm done. Next, I'm going to experiment. This kind of thing can be sent to the gods at the beginning. I don't have to take risks on my body..."

Fang Yuan sank a moment and made a decision.

At this time, he looked at the grass door, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

"Shoucheng... We are going to disturb Mr. in the middle of the night, isn't it good?"

A tender voice came, it was the **** hope.

And the green shirt doll with him, is not Lin Shoucheng who was named by Fang Yuan today?

"You can rest assured that my thoughts are correct!"

Lin Shoucheng holds a bunch of candied fruit gourds in his hand: "Mr. knocked on your head three times, obviously it has a deep meaning, so that you can go to him in the middle of the night. Isn’t it all played in the drama? The door was later knocked down by Master three times and went to the door in the middle of the night to get the true biography!"

Having said that, there is a glimmer of light in his eyes: "Even if you guess wrong, it doesn't matter. At most, I will be beaten by my husband, but I don't think so. You see the grass lamp is still lit. Mr. Eighty is ready to secretly accept you as a disciple."

"I just want to be able to go to the grass hall to listen to it later, I am already grateful!"

When I heard Lin Shoucheng’s agitation, Jiang Wang spit out a long breath.

Two little kids, look at me, I look at you, and finally Jiang Wang was pushed by Lin Shoucheng and stumbled into the haystack: "By... see Mr.."

"Oh, it’s Jiang Wang and Lin Shoucheng, starry night, what is it?"

Fang Yuan sat cross-legged and asked indifferently.

"This……"

Jiang Wang can not speak, can not help but look at Lin Shoucheng, generally have the taste of killing me.

"Hey... why should you scare me!"

On the contrary, Lin Shoucheng, there are some calm and unrestrained generals: "Let me wait, isn't your day's inspiration?"

"Even if it is instructed, it is the chance of Jiang Wang!"

Fang Yuan shook his head and said: "You look, family, and learn... Everything is beyond everyone's, is it cheaper to take on poor people?"

'really! ’

When I heard this, Lin Shoucheng suddenly sweated: "My old lady is better with the Taoist crane. I know from him. This gentleman is an expert, only sent me to his name to study... but I want to learn. ! The old Taoist priests can't teach me because of the rules of the door. This gentleman is my only chance! ’

‘Why... I am respectful in everything, can’t I compare this poor boy? ’

At this time, a depression of condensed gas in the chest, but on the surface is respectful, kneeling on the ground and smashed a few heads.

This scene is to make Jiang look a little bit.

When I was sluggish, I was moved. I thought that Lin Shoucheng was asking for Mr.

"Ha ha……"

Seeing this scene, Fang Yuan could not help but smile.

The guy who entered the two evil spirits is really worthy of his creation.

But it is not for the sake of fate, just just boring.

Anyway, he is distracted to try the magic of breaking the world, the body still has to be in the spiritual world, may wish to find something to do.

Huh!

Just then, the cold wind set off.

A Yuanshen Cangjie fled into the grass and shouted: "Mr. save me!"