Chapter 1580: Soaring power

"Unlimited monthly reading?"
"Yes, the large-scale illusion in this entire enchantment, now they are all immersed in their inner illusion, and they can't extricate themselves."
After taking a deep breath, Yang Feng and Feng Yu walked on the small road in this country, and murmured: "Like Liu Ruyi, this illusion technique, I have left in their hearts the truth. button.
They can all use their own power to dispel this illusion, as long as they want.
Of course, if they stay awake, they can only prove that they don't want to return to reality. I'm not to blame. "
Don't want to return to reality?
Slapped his lips, Feng Yu looked puzzled: "No matter how bad the reality is, it is also reality. You can't always live in a dream, right?"
"Miss, you can't be beaten by reality at first sight."
After a long sigh, Yang Feng couldn't help but smile: "Sometimes reality is too cruel, and there are a lot of people who want to escape reality.
Especially those who want revenge all their lives. The road in reality is too difficult, and everything is realized in dreams. What's wrong?
To put it bluntly, the so-called revenge and the great cause of the future are nothing more than a psychological goal.
What is the difference between realizing in reality and realizing in dreams?
In short, its realization becomes chant, hahaha! "
Posing his lips in disdain, Feng Yu gave him a hard look: "Tsk tusk tusk, speaking like you have been through the vicissitudes of life.
Have you ever been beaten by reality?
Have you ever thought of avoiding it? "
"When I was in college, when I didn't want my resume after a few tenths of a vote, when the HR supervisor rejected your low academic qualifications, I was really tortured and wanted to escape reality in the game, but now..." Hey, Yang Feng raised his eyebrows triumphantly: "What can we avoid with this strength and identity?
It's almost the same for others to avoid me.
Here is my dream, hahaha... uh! "
Suddenly, Yang Feng was laughing loudly, his body stagnated and stopped, his brows gradually condensed.
If he can let the people here fall into a dream instantly, isn't the world he's in now also a sweet dream of him?
But if all this is a dream, then who is it that drags him into this beautiful dream?
Compared with the hard-pressed reality in modern society, if my dream is dismantled, would I be willing to return to reality or continue to stay here?
Zhuang Zhou's dream of butterfly, or butterfly dream of Zhuang Zhou?
what! With a clenched fist, Yang Feng felt a little headache, as if there was a hand in the dark that was dominating everything about him.
Feng Yu saw it, hurried forward, and said with concern: "Yang Feng, what's the matter with you?"
Without speaking, Yang Feng just closed his eyes, thinking carefully, and the words of the ancestor of the Yaozu came from time to time.
"You can understand everything if you have the ability to come up!"
"You are a god, you have to look down on humans like humans look down on ants!"
"Don't worry about the grain of rice that the ants are fighting for, you must remember your identity and don't drop the price!"
...All the voices gathered together, hovering in Yang Feng's head, and finally there was a bang, like a thunderous explosion, and Yang Feng opened his eyes again.
Feng Yu looked at him with concern, eyes full of worry.
Yang Feng was sweeping toward the unconscious people all over the floor, and it seemed that he had realized something.
At this moment, isn't he just looking down on sentient beings?
He gave what these people wanted, even if it was illusory... and in the end, he also told everyone that everything they got was phantoms, but no one wanted to abandon these phantoms.
He didn't do anything to these people, and could only watch these people sink into the phantom.
Suddenly, Yang Feng's eyes lit up, and the holy light in his heart flashed again: "That's it, this is God!"
"what?"
Feng Yu was puzzled and asked, "Yang Feng, what did you say?"
"Nothing, I figured it out, go back to raise the ant farm, hahaha!"
With a loud laugh, Yang Feng ran happily, as happy as a child.
Feng Yu was inexplicable, but shook his head with a grin, and quickly followed.
In the early morning, the sun was slowly rising, but seeing a buzzing sound, an invisible wave flashed by, and Yang Feng and Feng Yu walked out of the barrier wildly.
General Huo Qilin had already stood in front of the army, waiting for a long time. When they saw the two of them coming out, he grinned and immediately stepped forward and bowed and said: "Young Master, you are finally out.
What to do with this hill, please let me down. "
"This mountain..." Looking back at the place covered by the barrier, Yang Feng smiled slightly: "Let them continue to sleep here, don't disturb them.
Maybe after they wake up from the dream, this world is already a new world, I hope they can like it too. "
Yes! Determined to nod, the eight billion army returned to the court in a mighty force.
A year later, Yang Feng and Feng Yu returned to Yunzhou City with a large amount of military supplies, which immediately boosted the morale of the entire Yunzhou army.
At this time, under the conquest of the Yunzhou army for many years, the Yang family had already occupied 56 prefectures, and its strength had long surpassed the average first-class family, and it could be described as the number one force in the super-first family alliance.
However, Yang Feng certainly won't stop here, otherwise, is it for collecting so many military supplies?
As a result, Yang Jiajun began to train masters for the soldiers under his jurisdiction.
Because of Yang Feng's infinitely replicated skills, the entire Yang family army grew up taking pills, no matter the elite soldiers or ordinary sergeants; no matter the regular army or the miscellaneous army.
As long as they are surnamed Yang, they can be irrigated with high-level pill.
With such a large-scale improvement of strength, even the super-first-class family can't reach such a wealth of financial resources.
After raising all the strengths, those outstanding masters will be refined by the assigned spirit beasts.
This is something that can only be obtained by lining up and taking turns in the super-first-class family, but in Yang Feng, it is scattered out regardless of relatives.
He grabbed a lot anyway! As a result, many generals who have obtained spirit beasts are even more grateful to Yang Feng and loyal to the Yang family.
Of course, it was not enough to create a group of spirit beast refiners.
For those talented elites, Yang Feng also provided the power of Yin and Sha, to cultivate Yin and Yang Dao for them.
In this way, the level of the Yang family's masters is like riding a rocket, and they are rising.
Within a few years, the Yang family has already trained a large number of masters.
There are rumors that the overall strength of the Yang family at this time is completely comparable to the entire league of super-class families.
Therefore, countless talented individuals have joined the Yang family, hoping to worship the Yang family and embark on the road of being strong.
Yang Feng, like Lu Buwei and Meng Changjun in those days, treated talented people with no essays in martial arts, and received them in large quantities as disciples and dead men for training.
This can't help but make the Yang family's reputation even louder, and more people come to cast the effect.
Under such a virtuous circle, the Yang family's forces are full of vitality, soaring into the sky.
It is a pity that at this time, the decadent super-first-class family alliance has not yet realized this, and still believes that these hidden families are the strongest existence in this world.
The only thing they fear is the Demon God, and everything else is fart.
And now, the Demon God and the others are not afraid, because they have already reached a deal with the Demon God...