Author: Jiu Tai Tianmiao

At night, in the cave, Fang Yang stood by the pond, with his hands touching the water surface, and a scene appeared.

In the small room, Xu Kun was holding the recipe of the Wanling Pill and studying hard. He frowned deeply, his eyebrows were about to squeeze together.

He exhausted his wisdom and could not fully understand the contents of the pill recipe.

"No! I must refine the All Spirit Pill! I am determined to win the true immortal realm skills!"

Xu Kun hammered the table suddenly and continued to look at his pill recipe.

It turned out that Xu Kun had no idea about refining the Wanling Pill. He agreed to Fang Yang just for that little hope.

His idea at that time was that all the refining materials were provided by Fang Yang, and he would not lose any loss if he failed to refine them. Moreover, as long as he was in Kunshan City, Fang Yang would not dare to touch him.

The Human Emperor Law can still play a role in many cases.

Fang Yang looked at Xu Kun and saw that Xu Kun did not notice his peeping. He then confirmed that Xu Kun was an ordinary ascenator.

"There should be no problem this time."

With a thought, a doll of the size of a palm appeared in his hand.

The doll is a gray-haired young man wearing a inferior robes, which highly restores Xu Kun.

People’s things in the devil’s way cannot be collected randomly.

There is no problem with the elixir recipe Fang Yang gave Xu Kun, nor is there a problem with the medicinal materials, but there is a problem with the storage bag.

The storage bag was refined with high-quality immortal beast skin, which contained a nightmare surrender. The head-subduing technique is both a technique and a poison. Xu Kun was hit the trap the moment he opened the storage bag.

"rise!"

Fang Yang shouted lightly and started a trick at the doll.

On the other side, Xu Kun, who was struggling to meditate on the pill recipe, suddenly felt a burst of fatigue, and a strong sense of sleepiness instantly hit his mind.

"Aren't I an immortal?"

After this thought flashed into Xu Kun's mind, he fell down and lay on the table.

Fang Yang, who observed Xu Kun's actions, nodded with satisfaction. He used his magic power to force out a drop of essence and blood from his fingertips.

The essence and blood fell on the puppet, and after a sizzling smoke, it penetrated into the inside of the puppet.

At the same time, Xu Kun was in a daze and his consciousness fell into a dream.

In the dream, Xu Kun returned to the time when he had just practiced and became an immortal. He stood alone on the nine heavens, with a vast immortal spirit above his head. He destroyed the heavenly tribulation with one sword, and stormed the demons with one sword, and accepted worship from all over the world.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Xu Kun's hair was flying, his smile was so loud that he was distorted.

He did not realize at all that he was in a dream, nor did he notice that someone was peeking into his dream.

Fang Yang looked at Xu Kun's behavior in his dream and his face was complicated.

"If there is no life-and-death severity, it would be great that these immortals from the small world will stay in the small world."

The life span of 50,000 years is too short. In a small world with scarce resources, it is difficult to enter the realm of true immortals.

The limit of life span forced the immortals in the small world to leave their world, leave their hometowns, and come to the prehistoric world.

Xu Kun’s dream is very long and very chaotic. The dream is originally bizarre and disorderly.

Fang Yang saw Xu Kun's entire life.

Standard mortal cultivation templates, alchemy, drug use, practice, experience, die teammates, inheritance, treasure, alchemy, drug use...

Everyone is doing what they were doing yesterday every day, expanding into a lifetime, and cycling throughout their lives.

In addition to these, Xu Kun occasionally has some dreams that are not suitable for children. At this time, Fang Yang will cast a spell to turn the face of the heroine in the dream into a pig's face.

When Xu Kun saw such a face, he would immediately wake up from his spring dream and fall into a new dream.

After watching more than a thousand scenes, Fang Yang saw Xu Kun's experience of ascension.

In this era, the Heavenly Court had very weak control over the heavens and all realms. The Emperor of Heaven had not yet created the ascension pool, so the creatures in the small world of the heavens had to become immortals and could only go to the prehistoric world by themselves.

Xu Kun searched for thousands of years before he found a path to the prehistoric world in the small world.

"I found you! Kunshan City is 108,000 miles west, Liangchuan River."

Seeing this dream, Fang Yang's face showed a bright smile.

He waved his sleeves, and a burst of white smoke rose from the pond, and all the images in the pond disappeared.

Fang Yang relieved Xu Kun's nightmare.

When Xu Kun wakes up, he will forget everything in his dream under the influence of the nightmare.

Even though he noticed that there was something wrong with Fang Yang, he didn't know Fang Yang's purpose, and had never seen Fang Yang's true face, so the matter could only be left alone.

In the cave, Fang Yang tried hard to remain rational.

After learning about the location of the small world, he wanted to enter the small world immediately and preach.

Xuanxian is really too weak. When he encounters a stronger existence, he can only be slaughtered by others.

The golden immortal is different. The golden immortal with the power of law can activate the acquired spiritual treasure, the innate spiritual treasure, and the higher level of the enemy.

Fang Yang happened to have two acquired spiritual treasures in his hand.

Therefore, only after breaking through the Golden Immortal can Fang Yang have such a little self-protection ability.

The night was extremely long. For seven thousand years, Fang Yang never felt that time had passed so slowly.

After finally dawning, he immediately left the inn and headed for the west city.

Liangchuan River.

Fang Yang successfully found the space channel according to Xu Kun's dream.

He did not go in immediately. He grabbed a fish spirit from the soul realm, used his ecstasy technique, and ordered him to enter the passage to explore the path.

A day later, the fish spirit grabbed a handful of soil unique to the small world in his hand and returned to the prehistoric world.

"Good! You did a great job. You will never remember what happened today, do you know?"

Fang Yang was very happy to see the fish spirit coming back safely. He thrust the fish spirit on the fish spirit's head, took out a ball of memory, and sent the fish spirit away from a distance.

There is no light in the space channel, it is pitch black, and the surrounding space is in a distorted state. When you are in it, you feel like you have entered a maze.

Fang Yang restrained his magic power and maintained his cultivation level at the realm of the celestial immortal. After an hour, a light appeared in front of him.

He immediately felt a chaotic aura of worldly affairs.

Although there are worlds where there are people, the world atmosphere in the small world is much stronger than the world atmosphere in the prehistoric world.

In this worldly aura, Fang Yang seemed to see countless scenes such as life, death, illness, death, joy, sorrow, love, grudges, love, and hatred.

The small world is closer to the human world than the prehistoric world!

"Walk!"

Fang Yang suddenly accelerated and rushed out of the space channel and entered the small world with one sprint.

The sky is clear and the air is clear, and the sky is clear.

In the fields, farmers farm and sow seeds, children play and play. Occasionally, bursts of roosters crowing, making the atmosphere of a farmer.

The small world has arrived!

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