"But you seem to be very familiar with this place," Fang Yu said.

"I don't know much about it, I just made some more friends." The male cultivator smiled, "My surname is Yu, and my name is A. I don't know my brother's name?"

"My name is Yan Yi." Fang Yu replied.

"Brother Yan, you must have also had a dream that you came here after seeing a mysterious golden-clothed cultivator?" Yu Youjia asked.

"Yes." Fang Yu replied.

"I thought it was a dream, but I didn't expect it to be true!" Yu Youjia said excitedly, "Next, we can really change our destiny!"

Fang Yu was puzzled by Yu Youjia's excitement.

Didn't he see that there were nearly hundreds of thousands of monks around?

"Brother Yu, there are so many monks around here, it shows that we really want to change our destiny, and the competition is very big..." Fang Yu reminded.

"Competition? How can there be competition?" Yu Youjia raised his brows and said, "We are all chosen by the heavens! The son of luck! There are indeed many monks here, but compared to the monks in the entire Eastern Wilderness , that's a very small number! Those of us who have been selected are very rare!"

Fang Yu felt a little weird about Yu Youjia's optimism.

However, when he found that the cultivators around him were mostly excited and happy, he realized... Among this group of cultivators, there are not a few who hold the idea of Yu Youjia.

After thinking about it, most of the monks present were from ordinary or even poor backgrounds, and they had no prominent background or profound background.

In the world of immortal cultivation where the strong are respected, their past experiences must have been difficult and even painful.

But now there is a dream in which the golden-clothed cultivator swears to tell them that their fate can be changed.

The most amazing thing is that the dream actually came true.

They have literally been taken where they can change their destiny!

It's hard not to feel excited and inspired.

"Brother Yan, I think you seem a little weak, are you injured?" Yu Youjia asked suspiciously.

"I'm not injured, I'm born with a bad physique," Fang Yu replied.

"I feel that your breath is also a little weak." Yu Youjia said again.

He said this after taking Fang Yu's face into consideration.

In fact, Fang Yu at this time is more than a weak aura, and he has no cultivation aura at all!

Because Yan Yi has never practiced, he is just a mortal, and he doesn't even have a Qi-refining period. Where does his breath come from?

"Oh, but it doesn't matter what happened in the past. Those who can come here... I believe they are all hard-working monks." Yu Youjia patted Fang Yu's shoulder and said with a smile, "But from now on, our destiny will be decided. It has been reversed, and there is no need to suffer again!"

Looking at the smile on Yu Youjia's face, Fang Yu remembered what Jing Tianyi had said.

Millions of monks participated in the experiment, and in the end only forty-nine monks survived.

This survival rate... can be said to be extremely low.

After chatting a few words with Fang Yu, Yu Youjia saw a new monk in the distance and walked over again.

It seems that he is a character who loves to communicate.

Fang Yu didn't move, he stayed where he was, observing the situation around him.

More and more monks came here.

Fang Yu wanted to know how many monks would be gathered here this time.

In which direction will the subsequent experiments develop?

"Tianhuan Temple... I hope this is behind you, don't let me down." Fang Yu sat down and waited silently.

He knew that nothing would happen here until enough monks were gathered here.

After waiting for a while, Fang Yu simply closed his eyes and entered himself.

Taking advantage of this time, his consciousness entered the storage space.

"Owner!"

Han Miaoyi felt Fang Yu's awareness and said.

There is everything in the storage space, stacked together.

Han Miaoyi has been meditating and is bored.

For her, staying here means living like a year.

Fang Yu originally wanted to stuff Han Miaoyi into a separate space, but he was afraid that she would really go crazy.

After thinking about it, I put her in this large storage space.

There are at least a lot of items placed here, so it will not be empty.

"When can I go out?" Han Miaoyi asked.

"How long did it take you to figure it out? In short, don't think about leaving here in a short time, just cultivate yourself here." Fang Yu replied.

"Ah...but I feel like it's been a long time..." Han Miaoyi said with a look of frustration.

Fang Yu ignored Han Miaoyi and turned to check on Lin Daochen's situation.

Lin Daochen was suspended in mid-air, and his body was shrouded in multiple magic energy, and his body was still recovering.

"By the way, Master, I have seen the situation of my senior brother just now." Han Miaoyi walked slowly to Lin Daochen's side and said.

Fang Yu didn't care about Han Miaoyi's 'Senior Brother' title, but asked vigilantly, "What did you do?"

"I didn't do anything, I just wanted to tell you that I found that my brother's eyes were rolling. He might be about to wake up." Han Miaoyi said.

"real?"

Fang Yu was shocked and looked at Lin Daochen.

At this time, Lin Daochen's eyes were tightly closed, and his limbs showed no signs of moving.

Although the meridians in his body have been in a state of being repaired, they are still scarred.

But according to Han Miaoyi, Lin Daochen may already have some consciousness.

"Really, if I lie to anyone, I won't lie to you, Master." Han Miaoyi walked to Lin Daochen's side and said with a smile.

"Don't get so close." Fang Yu said.

Han Miaoyi had to take a few steps back and said, "I really saw my brother's eyes rolling! If you don't believe me, you can try to wake him up..."

"It's not necessary," Fang Yu said. "Senior brother's injury is too serious. Any interference may disrupt his balance and cause irreparable damage. Let's just let it take its course."

"Oh..." Han Miaoyi responded dumbly, staring at Lin Daochen.

"Don't get close to him, or I'll lock you into a separate space, so you won't even have a place to walk." Fang Yu warned, "If you have nothing to do, just sleep, or play with your fingers, or whatever. "

"...Understood." Han Miaoyi replied aggrievedly.

Fang Yu continued to observe Lin Daochen's situation.

He knew that Han Miaoyi would never joke about this kind of thing no matter how boring he was, and what he said should be what really happened.