"I don't know what changes have happened to the attribute bar?"

After successfully breaking through the realm of the Alchemy Body of Hundred Poisons, Fang Yuan immediately looked at his attribute bar:

“Name: Fang Yuan

Essence: 36

Qi:30

God: 9.9

Occupation: Dream Master

Cultivation: Dream Builder (Peak of Juyuan), Wuzong (Three Meridians)

Skills: Giant Eagle Iron Body Skill [Fourth Levels (1%)], Viagra, Mystery Step, Alchemy Body of Hundred Poisons [One Refining]

Expertise: Medical skills [level 3], implant skills [level 5]”

"The secret method of alchemy body martial arts with hundreds of poisons stimulates the potential of the body and increases the strength of the body. It is currently the realm of refining, increasing the strength of one yuan, strengthening the body, and obtaining the non-aggressive characteristics of hundreds of poisons!"

"All poisons are not invaded..."

Fang Yuan touched his chin and pondered: "I'm afraid that this so-called hundred poisons are just ordinary poisons? If you encounter spiritual poison, the absolute poison... then you may only be able to increase the alchemy body of the hundred poisons to the ten refinements and the hundred refinements realm to resist!"

He looked at his body.

After refining his body, his original size was raised a little higher, his muscles were smooth, his skin was tight and elastic, and he had a slightly bronze-like color.

As soon as you move, your bones will explode, conveying powerful power.

"Now, even if I don't use Yuanli, I can beat a Wu Zong down with my body!"

Fang Yuan clenched his fists, with a hint of satisfaction in his eyes.

"It is enough to hand over the affairs of Youguo and Yuanzong to the cabinet and elders..."

He walked out of the palace and ordered people to bring messages to these senior officials, so that they could do it themselves, and were too lazy to continue to remind them, so he called the Red-Eyed White Bird King and returned to Qingye City.

This is where he started his family, and it is naturally different from other places.

Especially the valley, it also carries many of his beautiful memories.

Fang Yuan came to the valley entrance and walked.

"Who? Uh? King!?"

Several warriors carrying long swords came out, looked at Fang Yuan, and were shocked, and immediately knelt down and bowed.

Hurry!

When the entire valley heard Fang Yuan’s arrival, there was a sudden riot. From the manager to the maid, everyone was bowing down, with their attitudes extremely respectful.

"The dead are like this, never to endure day and night!"

Looking at the same as before, it seemed to have a different valley, Fang Yuan shook his head, did not continue his tour, and turned around indifferently and left directly.

The memories of that once were gone forever.

"How can people who are entangled in the past have a future?"

Fang Yuan touched the top of the White Bird King's head: "Old Bai, let's leave here!"

This valley, this secluded country, and this continent... is just a scenery on his journey in life. Maybe he is intoxicated and lingeressed for a while.

But he will eventually start again.

"I will live a wonderful life, explore the way of transcendence and eternity, and... find the way back!"

He still has nostalgia and concern for the place where he was in his previous life.

"Chirp!"

It seemed as if he felt Fang Yuan's determination, the red-eyed White Bird King flew high, hovering and dancing, and the screams seemed to be filled with sadness...

...

Yuanrong Prairie.

Since Fang Yuan divided the Eight Khan kings three years ago, the Yuan Kingdom has been in constant separatist and turmoil.

The southern countries all had tacit understanding, secretly urged the fire behind the scenes, inciting the Khans to fight endlessly, and preventing the strength of a certain group from being too strong.

Although there are occasional accidents, such as the sudden death of the eldest prince Batu, overall, it is still relatively stable.

The residents of the northern border have also truly gained peace for a period of time.

The sky is vast and the wilderness is vast.

Fang Yuan arrived quietly without disturbing anyone, bought a white horse, crossed directly across the Yuan Kingdom, and came to the Rift Valley near the ruins of the Xiye tribe.

He came here and lit a bouquet of purple incense.

A stream of quietness and a little sandalwood smell suddenly radiated, with a hint of spiritual charm, slowly disappearing.

This is the token given to him by Zi Meng. Yanming as long as she lights the incense head here, she will feel it and come out to meet.

"I don't know where this woman has been in three years..."

Fang Yuan tied the horses and started to tie a tent to prepare dinner. When he thought of Zi Meng's face, he couldn't help but smile: "With her charming appearance, unless she lives in seclusion, no matter where she goes, it will inevitably bring chaos and disaster..."

With mountains, rivers and pearls, traveling far becomes quite convenient.

Fang Yuan had a long plan. Since he was preparing to travel far, he naturally prepared very sufficient materials.

At this time, take out the charcoal, iron pot, and bracket, and start cooking with a fire.

The rice he used was the best Yanyu Crystal Corn, with large and round grains, and the fragrance spreads ten miles after cooking.

The horse next to him sniffed and stared at him, almost even his saliva flowed out.

Although it is just an ordinary beast, it also knows that if it can eat spiritual objects, it will be of great help in the future, and may even open up spiritual intelligence.

"It's a good beast!"

Fang Yuan laughed and scolded.

However, no matter how luxurious he was, he was not as good as feeding a horse with a spirit object.

If it is the king of Tianma on the grassland, maybe you can still consider it.

Not long after, the spiritual rice was ripe and the fragrance was filled with fragrance. The red light was like a ray of clouds, which shone with the afterglow of the sunset on the grassland, giving it a different beauty.

Fang Yuan took out the bowls and chopsticks and started to feast on him.

Originally, he should have tried mutton grabbing hands, but his mouth has been tricked. Unless he caught a spiritual sheep, he really disdained to taste it.

Step on!

Step on!

At this moment, Fang Yuan's ear moved and he looked at the junction of the grassland and the blue sky in the east.

Not long after, a few black dots appeared and approached quickly. At this time, you can see two waves of knights. The number of people in the front is small and they are running for the death to escape. The ones behind are chasing each other, and occasionally they bent their bows and arrows to break through the air and shoot.

"National hatred? Family hatred?"

Fang Yuan curled his lips, not having any thoughts on Guanguan.

Heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are straw dogs.

He was originally indifferent, and at this time he had no idea of ​​helping the strong and helping the weak.

After all, the weak do not mean kindness.

However, at this time, he didn't look for trouble, he asked him for his own fault.

The black smoke, bonfires, tents, and visions are too conspicuous and can't be noticed.

The knight who was escaping his life almost subconsciously rushed towards Fang Yuan's small camp.

"Catch them!"

"Don't let them run away!"

The knights chasing behind shouted, as if they had regarded Fang Yuan as their accomplice in front of them. Perhaps they had no idea of ​​being innocent at all, and they bent their bows and arrows and flew towards them.

“It’s really…”

Fang Yuan was speechless, grabbed a stone casually and exerted a little force with his right hand.

Click!

A large number of cracks immediately appeared on the stones, which broke open and turned into countless small stones.

"Get out of here!"

He raised his right hand.

Hissing!

The broken stones flew towards the horse team with extremely fast kinetic energy, sparking sparks in the void, whistling sharply, and were no less than a strong bow and hard crossbow.

Puff!
To be continued...