MTL - Carefree Path of Dreams-Chapter 29 Spiritual

The green hills rise and the white fog rises.

Among the jungles, Fang Yuan and Hua Hu were turned into two black shadows, flying at a speed that is almost indistinguishable to the naked eye.

It is really related to the development of his martial arts when he comes out to find the spiritual fertilizer.

After half a day, one person and one beast, it was in the depths of Qingling Mountain.

"Come, eat it!"

Fang Yuan looked up at the sky, and under the cover of many jungles, the spot was no longer dazzling, and there was a glimpse of the scorching sun.

The red jade spirit rice is exhausted, and he naturally re-enters the rice ball made of pearl jade crystal rice. For the one person and one beast that has long been raised, this is completely suffering.

It was like a flower fox, and suddenly dismissed the rice ball and jumped into the thorns. It didn’t take long for a pheasant with a bright tail to come out.

"Sure enough, it's a little grin!"

Fang Yuan smiled, but still skillfully opened the pheasant, found the stream washed, add some coarse salt with him, and then wrapped it with green leaves, painted mud on the outside, and baked in the fire.

It didn't take long for a chicken to be freshly baked.

When he opened the mud and peeled off the green leaves, an amazing aroma was even more overflowing.

"Oh... the entrance is justified, the fat is not greasy, and it’s really scary when the eyebrows are falling..."

This is in his dream memory, it is also a famous dish, Fang Yuan copied it, and suddenly let the flower fox eat a brow and dance, I can't wait to play a pheasant back.

"The world of dreams is also true and true..."

Fang Yuan had already discovered that his memory in his dreams is too real, just like the real world exists, and he has lived there for so many years.

"Or... according to the popular world over there, it is another form of 'crossing'. The difference is that the present me is the fusion of two real memories. There is no difference between who is tall and who is low..."

His eyes are clear, but with a kind of enlightenment: "Now, it is Fang Yuan!"

......

"Go!"

After eating and drinking, Fang Yuan took the flower fox to continue on the road.

This Qingling Mountain does not know a few times in depth. Among them, there are many rare animals and beasts, and wolves and tigers and leopards. Even the old hunters and drug collectors dare not go too far.

However, the opponent’s Yuan and Huahuyu, regardless of the deep ditch vines along the way, or the ferocious beasts, are all things that are easily sent out, and unwittingly, they have surpassed the farthest range of Fang Yuan’s previous detection, and still Deepening.

"Hey!"

Just as Fang Yuan continued to move forward, there was a huge bang in front of him, and the forest fell, and immediately jumped out of a giant tiger with a white eye.

"In the deep forest, the most beasts!"

Fang Yuan’s eyes didn’t blink, and the right palm was lightly printed: “Black sand palm!”

This black sand palm went to the fifth floor, and returned to the truth. Even if the game was performed to the extreme, the palms and arms were the same as usual, but the palm was slightly black with a circle.

boom!

In the muffled sound, Fang Yuan’s palm hit the tiger’s forehead and hit it to the ground.

It was only the most fierce tiger. The tiger skin was thick and thick, and it was a flutter. After coming to Fang Yuan, the steel whip-like tail was erected, as if it were an electric phoenix, and it was on his back.

Oh!

Behind Fang Yuan, the clothes burst and turned into a butterfly flying all over the sky.

"Well? This tiger is not unusual, even if it is not a beast, it is not far from the previous mutant bead snake..."

Even though the skull is the strongest, but he can eat his black sand palm, it still makes Fang Yuan somewhat surprised.

As for the tail whip?

With iron cloth and self-defense, this tiger is at the end of the strong, Fang Yuan really does not look at the eye.

At this time, he touched his back and did not feel much pain. If he looked at the eyes of the flower fox, he could see a red mark on his back and quickly dissipated.

"Hey!"

It was the giant tiger. When he saw Fang Yuanru’s horror, he turned around and turned around with his tail.

Why didn't he run a few steps, it was like a drunken brawny, swaying down on the ground, not long after, the black blood flowed out.

"The poison of this mutant bead snake, combined with the black sand palm, is simply unfavorable!"

When Fang Yuan saw this, it was slightly sighed: "Especially this black sand palm, looking at the bright and straight, is actually poison-based, simply called the poisonous sand palm is not better?"

"It’s a pity that this tiger bone..."

At this time, the giant tiger poison was unhelpful, and all the flesh and blood were ruined, and Fang Yuan looked at it and felt a little regret.

"Giggle!"

The flower fox's toes are high-spirited, but the anthropomorphic face is a disdainful expression.

In it, in addition to Lingmi Lingchao, can't you eat meat, can it be called meat?

"But... there is an abnormality in this mountain!"

Fang Yuan continued to move forward, but his face became solemn.

From the previous flower foxes, to the mutant bead snakes, and today's giant tigers, all illustrate a problem.

This Qingling Mountain is not easy!

Perhaps it is affected by a mysterious existence.

At this time, the flower fox took him where he went, and this influence may not necessarily have nothing to do with it, and it may even be possible to find the Lord by chance!

"Giggle!"

With the continuous deepening of the Fangyuan, the flower fox scorpion is more and more excited, and there are some vague vigilance, sticking out the claws.

"Is this what it is coming soon?"

Fang Yuan cheered up and looked at the sky again. The last afterglow of the sunset was about to fall into the mountains, and the darkness shrouded the earth.

"Look at this last time, go and have a look!"

Fang Yuan gritted his teeth, took the flower fox, and opened the dense grass.

Huh!

I don’t know when it’s around, the fog is getting thicker, condensing into clouds, obscuring the line of sight.

"This fog... not right!"

The fog in the mountains is normal all year round, but the white fog here is too rich.

After a few more steps, I almost reached out to the five fingers, and I was faintly involved. I also had a huge tiredness attack, which made Fang Yuan’s eyelids thick and unconsciously slammed into the eyes and went to sleep.

"Sleep... sleep..."

In the ear, there seems to be a soft voice whispering, ecstasy and deep heart.

"Wait... you can't sleep here, if you really sleep, everything is finished..."

More than half of the ordinary people's gods, at this time, finally have a role, so that Fang Yuanqiang can maintain a clear, but it is.

Even though there is still a sense of lucidity in consciousness, the hands and feet are like the filling of lead, and it is impossible to move. Even the retrogression has become a luxury.

"Hell, if I had to make a move, how did the flower fox come in?"

Fang Yuan’s heart is full of differences, and the sound of the eager eagerness of the flower fox seems to be coming from the ear, but it is getting farther and farther and gradually blurred.

"Sleep! Sleep... After everything, everything is fine..."

The tiredness became more and more intense. Fang Yuan’s eyelids merged and opened, shook his head and bit his teeth: “Damn... this white fog has problems!”

He barely held his knees and sat down to play the balance.

It’s just a hot stove in the lower abdomen. This time, in front of this kind of great power, it has no effect at all.

"Sleep... sleep..."

In the ear, if there is no sound, it becomes more blurred.

However, Fang Yuan suddenly became a singer and appeared in front of him.

It was an old man with white hair and white hair and white brows. He sat on the edge of the spring water. He said, "I am sitting on the tea ceremony, relying on respect, breaking, closing, and simple things. If you want to do it, you can really see it. As for Taiding, you can ask for it!"

"The heart of the person, the master of the whole body, the handsome of the gods. The static is the birth of the wisdom, the movement is the faint. In the fascination of the illusion, the truth is true; the banquet is within, who knows nothing? Dream, knowing all aspects of life, everything is reincarnation, but the evolution of the heart, a big dream, who can know..."

......

"Master!"

With the resurgence of scenes, Fang Yuan suddenly found that his sleepiness had already been swept away, and his expression was even more embarrassing.

He can now be sure that the person who cares is very strange!

Even he didn't pass anything to himself.

This is the most precious gift that you have received.

"Giggle!"

"Giggle!"

The mind is both closed. At this time, Fang Yuan looks at the white fog again. It feels no different from the ordinary mountain fog. Instead, the flower fox python next to it has already waited anxiously, and even dragged a long banana leaf to come, inside is a The tent is crystal clear and emits cold spring water.

"Are you okay?"

When Fang Yuanzi turned around, he suddenly understood: "Is the force here only for humans? Or is the beast mentally pure, so it is not affected at all?"

Obviously, Hua Hulu did not receive the same treatment as he did when he passed through here several times, otherwise he would not bring Fang Yuan.

"Working hard!"

After thinking about this point, Fang Yuan did not have a hard time licking the fox, drinking banana water directly from the banana leaf.

"This water..."

The spring water is clear and sweet, and it carries a chilly gas and goes straight into the lungs.

Fang Yuan just took a sip, and he became a stimulating spirit. He felt a coolness and shocked the spirits. The whole person was a hundred times more energetic.

"Good spring! Good water!"

Even if he is, he is not praised.

The spring water Fangyuan has been drinking a lot, but this quality is really rare.

"No, this is not ordinary spring water, but Lingquan! Lingshui!"

Fang Yuan’s eyes are bright and he looks at the flower fox: “Where is this spring... Where is it?”

"Giggle!"

The flower fox squats up and the small claws point to the front.

"It is there again!"

Fang Yuan looked solemn.

He vaguely speculated that the depth of this fog, I am afraid that is the source of the entire Qingling Mountain, regardless of the fat, the beast, and even the Lingquan, are affected by it!

"So, I really can't help but go..."

Fang Yuan got up and looked firm: "Linger?"

Lingdi is the place where the heavenly bells and the earth gather, full of incredible, all kinds of exotic flowers and plants, rare birds and animals are endless, it is a good blessing, fairy land, is a huge treasure!