Chapter 585 Plan

Highland City.

This is the largest city in Haizhou. It is majestic and majestic. Several large rivers flow through it, creating a huge wharf, which can even lead to the East China Sea.

The rivers in the city are criss-crossed, and the dense water network divides the city into countless small pieces, and only various small boats pass through it.

Looking around, this is simply a city on the water.

At this time, on a huge pier, several huge warships, like fortresses moving on the water, slowly docked into the port, and many people in strange clothes came down.

"Daddy!"

One of them is a group of people dressed in red, most of them are women, with a soft breath.

A little girl with an oval face among them grabbed her father's arm nervously: "Be careful on this trip!"

"Don't worry, our Hongmian faction was one of the most famous sects in Hongzhou back then... Even if we are forced to relocate, nothing will happen!"

The middle-aged man patted the back of his daughter's hand comfortingly, but his heart was full of helplessness.

The foundation of a sect lies in the territory it controls. With the territory, it is possible to collect various offerings and recruit apprentices.

As vulgar as it may sound, it's actually on top of the list.

Even those high-cold dream masters in the past were able to control the big cadres because they controlled the blessed land and caves and had huge resources, and almost turned the court over.

It is common sense to master power and naturally have ambitions.

Mengshi can produce resources by himself and supply tens of thousands of spirit warriors to Wuzong, so he will naturally demand higher power.

Of course, after the drastic changes in the world and the catastrophe of demon spirits, many dream masters fell, and this kind of power disappeared, but the competition for the only remaining resource points in the mortal world became more and more fierce.

Even more so in the coastal states, where escape from clutches is rare.

Many remnants of sects and small forces fled in and competed with local snakes for various resources. Just the bloody fights this middle-aged man saw had no less than dozens of them.

Even the Red Cotton faction had to fight the enemy for more than a dozen battles before they managed to settle down in a small county town.

'It's ironic that the human race started to kill each other for a little bit of territory before the disaster of demon spirits has passed! '

The middle-aged man looked up at Hailan City, with a little hope in his eyes: "Perhaps... Tianling will be able to change everything!"

If you want to end the dispute, the so-called compromise and stability are all ridiculous. The only way to eliminate the war is to suppress everything and even unify with absolute power.

"After this meeting, the Tianling Society will completely rule over the states in the East China Sea. No one dares to disobey the order. Maybe this dispute can be resolved!"

The middle-aged man sighed and took his daughter's arm: "Let's go...follow me into the city!"

Looking at the faces of many still childish disciples, he secretly made up his mind. If the Tianling Society really has the appearance of ruling the world and resisting the demon spirits, even if it takes refuge in a faction and loses some autonomy, it will be fine.

At this time, no matter what sect or faction, you have to let go of certain sect views.

Of course, this kind of consensus is only among the spirits.

Under the command of Tianlinghui, there is still some estrangement between many spirits and Wu Zong. Although there is no contempt as condescending to Master Meng at the beginning, this sign is gradually growing.

Especially the hatred between the spirit master and the dream master, even if the water of the three rivers is poured, it will be difficult to wash away.

Regardless of who was right and who was wrong, right and wrong, after several massacres, unless one side completely defeats the other, it is impossible to coexist.

At this moment, a small black-covered boat also docked at the pier.

Fang Yuan was dressed in white, with beautiful jade on his waist, a silver crown on his head, and a folding fan in his hand. He looked like a rich man traveling alone. He walked to the pier, looked at the sky, and squinted his eyes.

'All rivers of luck flow back, this is the sign of a person's mind! It seems that if there is no external interference, the Tianling Society will be successful this time, and even dominate the East! '

Ever since his golden eyes reached the third level, even in Dagan World, as long as he concentrates a little, he can see many different scenes.

For this kind of situation, Fang Yuan directly explained it with luck, which is quite sure. If he pretended to be a fortune teller, he might be able to get a name like iron talk and god judgment.

"At this time, the date of the alliance meeting is approaching, and within Hailan City, it can be said that there are hidden dragons and crouching tigers..."

He recognized the weather in the void, and immediately had a plan: "The power entrenched here at this time must be someone who has entanglements with the heavenly spirit."

After talking with the two dead saints last time, Fang Yuan neither agreed nor refused, and dismissed the evil saints and Baize casually, but came to Hailan City by himself.

"At this time, the world is divided into four parts. If the Dream Master Alliance wants to grow stronger, it can only take the land of these coastal states. The conflict with the Tianling Society cannot be avoided..."

Dream masters mainly rely on themselves to produce resources.

Da Neng can produce a lot of products in any blessed land, and Saint Cave is even more comparable to a small world.

Therefore, the dream masters in the past were not very interested in resource points, but now, it is obviously not enough.

The sage's cave collapsed, the powerful and blessed land did not exist, and all kinds of competition for survival led to more intense competition for resources.

"If there are no accidents... the first large-scale merger of human practitioners after the disaster of demon spirits is about to begin here?"

Fang Yuan stared at the sky, suddenly looked outside the city, and fell silent.

In that direction, he suddenly saw a few black clouds approaching, with a sense of familiarity, it should be a dream master after transferring to practice, and even has great power to sit in the city.

The other party may have used some kind of secret method to hide his aura very well, without arousing the vigilance of the spirits in the city at all.

But in the face of Fang Yuan's new method of detection by meteorological observation, it is as ridiculous as deceiving one's ears and stealing one's bell.

"I'm not in a hurry to join them at this time... but I can find out about the spiritual masters first."

In fact, in Fang Yuan's view, no matter those spiritual masters or dream masters outside, they are all precious treasures.

For the world, the power of the world is naturally the most precious, followed by all kinds of talents.

"Dagan's world has undergone a change, maybe some son of destiny will be born..."

Fang Yuan shook his head. He had no intention of seeking benefits from any Son of Destiny, and what he valued was definitely not just a mere individual, but the various cultivation civilizations cultivated by Dagan World!

Whether it is a dream master or a spirit warrior Wuzong, they all represent a unique 'Tao'!

No matter how bright the road and civilization are, they need people to carry them!

Although these dream masters are all weak chickens who have been deprived of their way, they may not be without hope of recovery.

Among other things, just finding the orthodox cultivation method of the Heart Demon Realm is enough to make the profession of dream master glow with dazzling brilliance again.

Of course, even if Fang Yuan can do this at this time, he won't spread it, otherwise the old dream master forces, especially the saints, will benefit the most!

"Actually... this day will not be long... With the continuous advancement of demon spirits, the opening of various inherited memories will always fall into the hands of dream masters. Although the magic spirit method is not suitable for human beings, it is only a The revised question..."

Because of this, Fang Yuan has a sense of urgency to expand rapidly.

No matter how good the method of practice is, it still needs the cooperation of resources.

As long as the power grows stronger, even if the dream masters rise again in the future, they can firmly take the lead.

"Even... directly recruiting dreamers from this world!"

Fang Yuan clenched his fists, a wave of ambition rose up.

The original five major forces of dream masters, the Holy Lotus Sect was incorporated by him, and the Yuanchu Society has been suppressed several times, and has long since dissipated, and the remaining dream masters have gone to the end of the world without a trace.

Gu Chen, the sage of the Jiemeng, just died at his hands. If nothing unexpected happened, the entire Jiemeng would soon be in chaos.

Now, if Xieshengmen and Baize Mountain are dealt with again, Mengshi will be leaderless! —Just kill two more saints!

It has to be said that this idea is indeed very feasible, and Fang Yuan is a little moved.

Especially, with his strength at this time, it is absolutely possible to do this!

"Of course... I can't do this kind of thing!"

Fang Yuan once again stared at the powerful weather spreading in the void: "Perhaps... I should talk to Patriarch Tianling!"

Just by looking at this person's name, one can tell that his status in the Heavenly Spirit Society is at least at the level of the founding elder.

With his help, it will be much more convenient whether it is plotting against two saints or throwing them out to top the vat afterwards.

"Hmm... let me see... Are there three true essences and two true saints hidden in this city?"

Fang Yuan narrowed his eyes: "The strongest among them should be Patriarch Tianling."

"oops!"

At this time, a woman looked at Fang Yuan, her face suddenly turned pale, and she screamed.

"Hong'er, what's wrong?"

Everyone around her suddenly became nervous: "But that kid wants to harm you?"

Those of them who came to join the alliance were originally apprehensive, but now seeing Fang Yuan alone and alone, they surrounded him subconsciously.

"snort!"

Fang Yuan squinted his eyes, and snorted coldly: "You...are you looking for death? Get out of the way!"

At this time, regardless of his magical powers and mana, he is the best in the world, and he is even more powerful. Under the combination of murderous aura and majesty, even if he doesn't use his power, the practitioners around him suddenly feel oppressed, and their foreheads are dripping with cold sweat.

The few people opposite Fang Yuan trembled all over, almost suffocated, and unconsciously moved out of the way.

"I... I'm fine!"

The girl named Hong'er clutched her chest and looked at Fang Yuan's face with horror: "It's none of this young master's business, I'm sorry..."

"Be careful next time!"

Seeing that people around had already looked over, Fang Yuan didn't want to attract attention, so he left quickly.

"Daddy... this person is so scary! I seem to have seen a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood..."

After his back disappeared, the girl Hong'er said to the middle-aged man on the side with lingering fear.

"Hong'er, the 'Kunming Shenjue' you practiced is the most sensitive ability, and it is extremely sensitive to evil spirits. It can make you become like this. That person probably kills people for nothing..."

The middle-aged man was also afraid for a while, and almost provoked an old monster.