Reverend Insanity: Version 265: Fang Yuan’s insistence!

"If you think that when we fight together and get out of the way, you can cancel this idea as soon as possible. My goal today is only for you. Do you know that I want to make good luck for the sake of refining, How much did you pay? You ’re the one who hates me for doing great things, the most hateful person in my life. I wo n’t kill you, it ’s hard to dispel the hatred in my heart! It was like a wave of cold and cold bone water poured into Fang Yuan's heart.

But Fang Yuan is still expressionless.

He is like a stone, a deaf man made of iron. Any words, whether threatening or tempting, have no effect.

As time passes, Fang Yuan keeps moving forward.

Unconsciously, the dog's tail continued to shout for the ball of mink hair, weakening.

The look of this huge sable has changed.

It whispered in a strange, unbelievable tone, looking at Fang Yuan: "No ..."

"Nothing?" Genjiko wondered.

At this moment, the faces of Xuehu's ancestors, Bi Chentian, and Wei Lingyang also changed slightly.

They felt something.

Soon, the other Xunxian who was present were all moved and exclaimed.

"唉?"

"This is the breath of maggots? But it is a bit paradoxical!"

"What kind of maggot? Impossible, can't he also have nine turns of immortality?"

"It's not right. This isn't an immortal breath, or incomplete, so weird!"

Suddenly, Yu Yiye's eyes brightened. He guessed the truth and blurted out: "In this case, he is refining!"

An immortal smiled immediately: "How is that possible? Refining maggots in the countercurrent river?"

Yes.

A roundworm cannot be used in the countercurrent river, unless it is a nine-turned centipede.

Fang Yuan has wisdom, but stays in the land of Langya. He can't use any maggots, let alone refine maggots.

Fang Yuan also felt the mysterious changes in his body.

He was expressionless, but his heart was shaking: "It seems ... refining chanting? What's going on? As I go forward every time, my body's breath grows. What's going on?"

Although Fang Yuan didn't understand the specifics, he understood that this seemed to be his turn!

The situation is already terrible. In any case, Fang Yuan is willing to continue trying.

He continued to move forward.

Step by step.

His pace is stable and expressionless, but he feels quite powerful.

"Why is he expressionless?" I wondered suddenly who asked.

Qunxian reacted.

Yes.

Except for Fang Yuan, other trekking people have either distorted expression or extreme pain, or they are not crazy or they are crying.

Why is Fang Yuan always expressionless?

The immortals are silent.

They all know that the person who asks this question actually wants another question inside.

That's it

"Why can this Yan Guanyi, he can persist for so long? And, it seems that he can persist longer, even forever!"

How is this possible?

Everyone is eliminated and washed away by the countercurrent river.

Why is he still here?

Why is he?

Why him!

No one can answer this question, so the cents are silent.

A moment later, as Fang Yuan continued to advance, the breath of Ascaris in his body continued to grow, reaching an extreme.

Soon, Fang Yuan's body, starting from the inside out, began to emit a white light.

"Actually ... it really developed like this!" Mao Liqiu saw this scene, his eyes stared roundly, his mouth gaped, and he couldn't believe the sight in front of him.

"Mao, what is going on here?" Xuanjizi couldn't bear it and asked.

"Oh! Even now, even if I say it, it doesn't matter." Mao Liqiu sighed deeply, and there was a deep frustration on his face.

"His body is brewing a fairy pheasant. The name of this fairy pheasant is called persistence!" Mauri whispered surprisingly.

"Stick to the fairy?" Xuan Jizi was shocked.

The other magpies are not much better.

"It is said in the Biography of Human Ancestor that insisting on Xianzhu is the key Xianzhu that can conquer the countercurrent river? Isn't it nonexistent?" Yu Yiyezi asked.

"No, it exists." Bi Chentian said. He is a **** of heaven and knows countless secrets.

"And someone once took charge of it, and that person is the Lord of Heaven, Yuan Lian Xianzun!" Wei Lingyang added.

"What ?!" Everyone was surprised again.

"Just insisting on the practice of Xianzhu, we never expected it to be like this. Yuanlian Xianzun did not disclose it." Bi Chentian shook her head and sighed.

"Of course he doesn't want to disclose. Because this is an ugly thing in his life, hehe hehe." Mao Liqiu interjected, anything that hits the reputation of heaven, it looks quite interested.

This word was immediately exchanged for the righteous shout: "Nonsense, the name of Immortal, how can you tolerate slander?"

Being able to scream in the face and the legendary ancient beast, giving justice to the courage, a lot of Zhongxian in Xianzhou could not help but sweat for him.

Mao Liqiu was not angry: "Little baby, what do you know? Although Xianzun Mozun is high, but they are all human beings. People who have feelings have flaws and weaknesses."

"In the beginning, Yuanzun Xianzun broke into the upstream river, was trapped in the river, and couldn't get away. As a result, he made a long journey to the upper reaches, which resulted in the persistence of the immortals. Since then, he conquered the upstream river and became In history, the first generation of masters of the countercurrent river. "

"The first-generation master of the countercurrent river?" Even Xuehu's ancestors looked surprised. This countercurrent river has fallen into his hands for a long time, and I did not expect such secrets.

"So to speak ..." Suddenly, Qunxian's eyes turned to Fang Yuan.

Mao Liqiu sighed and stared deeply at Fang Yuan bathed in white light. Helplessly said: "There is nothing wrong. According to the development of this situation, he will become a Perseverant Immortal, becoming the second in the countercurrent river Host! "

The celestial beings are silent, so they watch Fang Yuan step forward.

He is expressionless. No matter how many steps he takes, the countercurrent river will always flow under his feet, as if a mocking fate.

But he is still walking.

He came over 500 years ago, and I don't know when.

But he knew where he was going.

It seems ... no one can stop him.

At least ... in today's countercurrent, no one can stop it.

500 years ago.

Fang Yuan leaned on the bamboo floor, looked at the cottage, and looked up at Qingmao Mountain behind.

Fist with both hands, immature face, full of hope.

"It's time to give up."

"Crossing here, this is my blessing! Because here, longevity can be achieved."

"I want to seize such a rare opportunity! Otherwise, how can I be worthy of myself and worthy of this opportunity?"

"Of course, at this stage, it is to improve the living environment of my brother and me. Hey, that little guy ..."

After opening up.

Fang Yuan bowed his head on the Yanwu field, his face angrily.

"It's been calculated!"

"Who is planning me? Don't want me to beat my opponent? The answer is self-evident!"

"Brother, give up, you won't be my opponent. Because of different talents, we are doomed to be different." Gu Yuefang in front of him said with pleasure.

Fang Yuan turned around and left, his eyes were full of firmness.

"Since the cottage doesn't cultivate me, my uncle and aunt even deliberately crowd me out, what's the point of staying here?"

"Is it possible to become stronger here to achieve longevity?"

"Why not go out?"

In the caravan.

The bearded urn is dead, Fang Yuan is standing in front of his grave.

The boy was full of tears and choked, "Uncle Beard, rest in peace."

"Thank you for your gift before leaving."

"You said: When you were a kid, you wanted to be a stand-up figure, just like the legends of the right way. When you were a teenager, it was good to be a clan patriarch. When you were young, it was great to be a homeowner. Middle-aged Later, when he was exiled by the family, he found that he could actually feed himself and that he could support the maggots on his body, so that he could satisfy himself. "

"I won't do this, let my dreams shrink with age."

"This world is too big, and we are all small people ... but I will cheer for it! I will always work hard!"

...

Childhood, juvenile, youth.

Qingmao Mountain, caravan, walking all the way.

Age, old age, and longevity.

Southern Xinjiang, West Desert, East China Sea, Zhongzhou.

After the spring and autumn cicadas are reborn, Qingmao Mountain, Three Kings Mountain, Fox Fairy Land, Wang Tingfu Land, Yitian Mountain, and Countercurrent River!

Step by step, all the way up.

Bi Chentian frowned. He stared at Fang Yuan's figure, whispering in his heart: "What kind of will is it! Why does he insist? What makes him persist?"

Xuehu's ancestor lengheng, his eyes flashed with solemnity, and there was no previous scorn that faced the general seven-turn Zhuanxian: "So, there was Yuanlian 300,000 years ago, and willow after 300,000 Guanyi ... Lord of the River. "

Mao Liqiu looked at Fang Yuan's brighter glory. Helplessly, he grinned his teeth, scratched his claws subconsciously on the ground, and made deep marks.

Bai Ningbing and Hei Loulan all jumped at the corners of their eyes, their expressions moved.

Zhao Yunyun woke up at this moment. She looked at Ma Hongyun's body sandwiched under Fang Yuan's other arm, and her tears came out of her eyes.

She cried in her heart: "Fortune, fortune, how can you leave me. Without you, I am alone in this world. What else does it mean to be alive? Do you know? Perseverance How difficult it is! "

How hard would it be for a person to persist?

All the immortals present can answer this question.

Because of them, some persist because of responsibility, some persist because of hatred, some persist because of wonderfulness, and others persist because of love ...

What about Fang Yuan's answer?

He is still expressionless, moving forward unmoved.

I once shouted, gradually I didn't make a sound.

I used to cry, and gradually I stopped crying.

I used to be sad, and gradually I could bear everything.

I used to be happy, and gradually I looked down on the world.

Now!

I'm just expressionless, my eyes are as hard as a rock, and my heart is stuck.

This is me, a little man, Fang Yuan insists!

The light suddenly flashes and cannot be seen.

Insist on Xianzhu, at this moment, make it! !! !! (To be continued.)