Leisurely cultivating life

Chapter 701
Three days later, Zhongtaki Prefecture Academy suddenly issued an edict, and more than [-] students including Ye Xuan were expelled from school for violating palace discipline and harming their classmates.

And Han Yu was transformed into Yuanhai, and he will never be able to embark on the road of cultivation again forever.

After another ten days, the Zhonglongfu Academy dismissed several teachers and high-level officials one after another. If you are careful, you will find that these people have extraordinary relationships with the Han family.It is precisely because of them that the Han family can have a mid-upper position in Zhonglong Mansion.

At this time, Chisong came to an attic under the leadership of a school teacher.

"Senior Song, please go this way."

Chi Song followed the teacher up the spacious wooden building where five people can walk side by side, until they reached the top of the fifteenth floor.

Sweeping around, I found that this place can hold thousands of people.

As far as the eye can see, there are rows of mahogany bookshelves.

Pointing to the jade slip albums in front of him, the scholar said proudly: "Although my school in Chonglong Prefecture has only been established for [-] years, its predecessor was the Qiyun Palace of the former dynasty, which has a long history. Most of the fog pictures here are also the same. Inherited from Qiyun Palace."

Chisong nodded and walked a few steps away.

Suddenly, I felt something strange in the induction, turned my head to look to one side, and saw more than [-] pieces of gold and jade leaves placed on the bookshelf, which was very different from the arrangement on the other bookshelves.

The scholar followed his gaze and couldn't help but praised: "Senior, you have good eyesight. These Jane leaves were found by the Qiyun Palace from the misty land back then, but the words on them may have been passed down from the Hongwu God Kingdom. Now No one knows."

Chi Song stepped forward and took a piece of Jane leaf. He could recognize it with a sweep of his mind and his pupils froze.

The words carried in Jian Ye are all Shamanic.

In the ancient times of the universe, the mighty were respected as 'shamans', possessing great wisdom.

The words written by the shamans are called "shaman scripts".

"In this way, this Hongwu Divine Kingdom may be a certain part of the ancient human race. Which part would it be?"

Chi Song secretly thought in his heart.

In ancient times, there was no concept of 'country'.

Humans are settled in tribes and obey the more powerful tribes.

And being able to have "Wuwen" means that this tribe has shamans, and they can be crowned with the name of the tribe and be remembered by the world.

It's a pity that he has no research on shamanism, and he doesn't know what the information carried in the shamanism in Jian Yezhong is.

……

The universe is present.

Zhou Fan raised his head, his eyes were deep.

In his eyes, the entire fairy world seemed to be filled with an endlessly desolate and heavy atmosphere.

At the same time, there are air masses of different sizes, which seem to be endless as far as the eye can see.

The colorful colors, either gather or disperse, or disperse or gather, give people a sense of grotesque dream, and derive various strange changes.

Zhou Fan's mind infiltrated all kinds of air masses, and in an instant, he seemed to enter one scene after another.

It was also like a person who had countless—dreams overnight.

Or in the drizzle on the green hills, brew tea in the small pavilions in the mountains to enjoy the scenery.

Or be poor and have a good scripture, fail in your life, and be alone in old age.

Or after repeated trials and failures, they rebel in anger and sweep the world.

Wait, wait, all kinds of things.

Only at this moment, Zhou Fan experienced all kinds of separation and separation in life.

Ordinary people sleep and dream too much at night, and still feel lack of energy during the day, and even if they fall into a dream and cannot wake up, they will have nightmares.

And if a monk has so many dreams at once, his spiritual thoughts will be transformed into thousands, each of which is not subordinate to each other, separated from each other, but also connected, and the memories in the dreams are like a tide, pouring in and flowing in continuously.

At that time, even if the divine thoughts are boundless and divided into tens of thousands, the power will be as weak as ordinary people, perhaps even worse than ordinary people.

At this moment, every Taoist monarch who has entered the fairyland, unconsciously, has layers of light and shadow emerging around him.

And inside, there are one scene after another, and in each scene, there is a 'he' going through it.

A kind of dreamy, hazy power permeates the fairyland.

between truth and fiction,

As time went by, in the fairy sky, this kind of breath became stronger and stronger, filling up, down, left, and right.

In Immortal Heaven, in a region.

There is a bright picture scroll above a person's head, inside which are bubbles that are constantly arising and dying, intertwined into a grotesque picture, hazy and blurred, and the face cannot be seen clearly.

Cranes dance around, and cicadas hum.

There is a misty rain again, and the chill hits people.

All kinds of scenes are intertwined, and people standing under them seem to be in the middle of a painting, changing every moment.

Suddenly, the person under the scroll raised his head, his eyes were covered with a layer of hazy brilliance, which flowed erratically, showing a kind of power that pierced the world, and cast it outside.

next moment.

Continuous visions appeared in his eyes.

Numerous visions, carrying unfathomable power, descended on the fairyland, menacing.

"Shameless!"

The voices of the people under the picture scroll were bitter and indeterminate.

In her opinion, she has already obtained the inheritance of the immortal heaven and has achieved success in cultivation, so she should inherit this immortal heaven and re-establish the mountain gate.

Others, though, apparently don't think so.

And she herself, being able to cultivate to such a state, has superior aspirations and aptitude, and quickly calmed down all the negative emotions in her heart.

Strength is respected.

This is the essence of the universe, it has always been like this.

If you want other people to talk about the rules, first of all, you have to be strong enough to be able to sit on an equal footing with others.

The rules established by the big forces are all applicable among the big forces.

For other people, disdain and don't know the rules, or in other words, it's all about your heart.

The people under the scroll looked away, feeling a sense of urgency in their hearts.

Now she must take a step ahead, get the treasure in the fairyland as soon as possible, and then get away and practice in seclusion.

Only when she becomes a powerful person, can she be qualified to be on an equal footing with the great forces.

At least, get a seat.

At this moment, those Taoist monarchs of the major forces who have entered the Immortal Heaven have also begun to show their power.

"Ding~~~"

The seven people in Bixiao Pavilion stood on top of the Pengniao, and above their heads, a halo of green jade pendant circulated, making a mysterious Taoist sound, restraining the seven people's spiritual thoughts.

As soon as the thoughts came together, the seven people immediately woke up, thinking about what they had just experienced, and thought about it.

The three people in Wulei Guan were very calm, and each of them had fine and dense seal scripts appearing all over their bodies, shining brightly and breaking through the illusory obscurity.

At this time, the background between the major forces can be seen.

Either with a treasure, or with a true law, or with an illusory haze that cannot be added to the body, it is amazing.

After that, each of them looked at each other the same way and continued to move forward.

The true method did not use the magic weapon, he stood alone with his hands behind his back, within ten feet of his body, no dharma invaded, and no dharma was stained.

There are thousands of pictures and scenes in the illusory haze, but you can't get close to them all the time.

"click~"

There was a sound like the cracking of mirror light, one after another.

At the beginning, it was barely audible.

After half a breath, the sound was already thunderous.

But for a moment, the overlapping hazy halos were replaced by a purple-gold profound energy.

"Is this the power of the Golden Immortal? Even after hundreds of millions of years, the only remnant left is so extraordinary."

Although the true law relies on one's own strength, it does not accept all kinds of infestation.

But for each of these air masses, the Golden Immortal's ability is in awe.

A little bit of residual power, even if no one is in charge, makes these Taoist monarchs trapped in it, and it is difficult to extricate themselves.

If its master is still there, I am afraid that it will be doomed for everyone.

"This kind of power... is it a dream?"

Zhou Fan carefully figured out the surrounding forces, which seemed real and unreal, and came into being with sympathy.

It is very unique, and its power is beyond imagination.

"The immortal way is different."

After a while, Zhou Fan opened his eyes, looked at the colorful air masses around him, and murmured.

Always based on his current background, but he can't understand a trace of mystery inside.

You know, in addition to being one of the three elements, he also possesses innate immortal brilliance, especially the latter, which has the same essence as Jinxian.

It can only be said that the power of the immortal way is beyond the comprehension of the mortal way.

"If a monk wants to enter the immortal way, he needs to condense the immortal energy at the beginning. This immortal energy is the proof of how far he can go in the immortal way in the future."

"The more immortal energy there is, the stronger the immortal body will be, and the more immortal power it can carry. Similarly, the more barriers it can break through."

Zhou Fan looked at the hazy brilliance around him, thinking about the way to become a fairy.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, crackling flames of wisdom erupted, shining brightly, illuminating the way forward.

The way to become a fairy is to find one's own Tao fruit and determine one's own direction.

"What is the Dao fruit I want to condense?"

In Zhou Fan's sea of ​​consciousness, the Dayan Pearl blooms brightly, yin and yang, five elements, thunder, killing, shattering, time, space... and so on.

"Still strong?"

A mysterious law of the great way that exudes the aura of being the only one in the world is self-respecting.

No way, the foundation he laid was too strong.

It is unimaginable for other Taoist monarchs to have so many choices of paths.

"It's on the agenda."

Immortal fruit position, the only one, no other.

Among them, the choice is hard to think about.

……

Somewhere in the sky.

A cool mountain stream meanders down and murmurs.The singing of insects and birds is crisp and melodious, which makes people intoxicated.

There are fire tree silver flower, golden tree Polygonatum odoratum, fairy grass and elixir, the fragrance is permeating, like smoke and clouds.

Looking carefully, the blue waves are rippling, and the overlapping spaces in the center are intertwined, like a beautiful brocade.

In it, a jade bead is suspended.

It is the size of a baby's fist and is crystal clear.

On it, there are seal scripts that bend like dragons and snakes, shining brightly.

If you just start reading, you will find that every seal script on it seems to come alive, colorful and deriving a variety of different pictures.

Men, women, old and young, rich and poor... and so on and so on.

Yuzhu floats quietly in mid-air, breathing in and out, changing a thousand ways.

Needless to say, I knew it, just by looking at it, I knew it must be a treasure.

It's just strange that this jade bead spits out thousands of halos, like a spider's web, covering half of the inconspicuous withered vine.

If it weren't for the shroud of the thousands of halos of jade beads, anyone who looked at it would ignore this half of the withered vine.

What is strange is that the thousands of halos spit out by this jade bead seem to be devouring and digesting the half of the withered vine.

At this moment, a picture scroll like water suddenly appeared, and then slowly opened.

A figure appeared from the picture scroll, the whole body was covered with a hazy and illusory halo, and the face could not be seen clearly.

When she saw the jade bead, a crisp voice sounded, with unspeakable joy, said: "It really is here."

As soon as the words fell, the hazy and illusory halo around the visitor seemed to be blown apart by the breeze, finally revealing his true face for the first time.

It was a woman with a little makeup on, wearing a simple light blue palace gown with a few lotus flowers embroidered on it, her skin was as white as a fresh water chestnut, her eyebrows were slender, and there was a hint of bookish air between her eyebrows.

She has a beautiful face, a snow-white brocade and beaded ribbon is tied around her waist, her hair is loosely pulled up, and she is walking gently into the void, like a fairy, her cherry lips are not red, and she is full of smiles.

There was an unspeakable light in the woman's beautiful eyes, her face was radiant, and she murmured: "I finally found you."

"Come here for me."

The woman circulated the immortal inheritance she had obtained, and a hazy and illusory halo rose from her body, which seemed real and unreal.

All of a sudden, Xuanyin sang loudly, and there was only a thin line between reality and illusion.

But at this moment, the jade beads suspended in mid-air also gave off a vast aura, which matched the aura of the woman.

All of a sudden, the seal characters on the jade beads flowed like dragons and snakes, shining brightly.

"Fantasy Dream Orb."

The woman opened her mouth to speak, and said: "I have obtained the inheritance of the Dream Lord, come here quickly, we will build another mountain gate in the future, and let the name of the Dream Lord resound throughout the universe again."

The words are cadenced and often powerful, making people have to believe in the determination in the words.

"Ding~"

A voiceless sound came from the Magic Dream Bead, and at the same time trembled for half a minute.

However, in the woman's expectant eyes, the Dream Orb did not immediately fall into her hands as she expected.

It seems to be moving, but also seems to be hesitating.

The woman's expression changed.

She glanced suspiciously at the Magic Dream Orb, and at the same time pinched the magic formula in her hand, which she got from the inheritance.

If there is something wrong with the fantasy orb, it can be dealt with immediately.

"Huanmengzhu, what are you hesitating about?"

The woman knew that this bead had the spirit of a weapon, so she shouted, deafening, and said: "Why don't you leave with me quickly?!"

"Ding Dong~ Ding Dong~ Ding Dong~!!!"

This time, the voiceless voice became hurried.

At the same time, a voice came out.

"Young master, it's not time to leave now, I'm here and I still have things to do."

The woman frowned first, and said immediately: "Now Fang Xiantian has a lot of people from the sect, the ban outside will not last long, and they will find here soon."

"We must leave immediately, otherwise, it will be difficult to deal with it if it falls into their hands."

At the same time, the magic formula already made in the woman's hand can be activated at any time.

Once this tool spirit has a mind, it can be cleared immediately.

It's just that if this happens, the potential and failure of the Magic Dream Orb will be greatly damaged, and the woman is also a little bit reluctant.

Of course, if it came to a critical moment, she would naturally not hesitate.

And after hearing the woman's words, a huge consciousness emanated from the Dream Orb, and in the dark, thousands of halos intertwined with each other.

From the looks of it, the Magic Dream Orb is surveying the situation outside.

(End of this chapter)