Leisurely cultivating life

Chapter 739 The weather is swaying, and the sun is prospering

Tianwai Dojo, Yuxu Palace, and Taoist Yuchen felt very uncomfortable seeing it.

"It's too perfunctory."

There is no harm if there is no comparison. Thinking about what he himself experienced at the beginning, and looking at what his apprentice is experiencing now, the treatment is simply a difference.

Immortal.

The slender clouds are clear and clear, and the shimmer is clear and clean.

The sky is green and dense, the viburnum blooms silently, and the fairy voice sings.

Zhou Fan raised his head, the catastrophe had dissipated, the blue clouds piled down, and the auspicious light hung down. At the same time, brilliance rose from his body, echoing it.

From this moment on, his mortal body was cast off, and his immortal body was forged, with an endless lifespan, eternally long.

"Immortal Dharma Physique!"

Zhou Fan sensed the vast and majestic immortal power in his body, which was an unimaginable power far beyond the level of He Dao.

As he stepped into this realm, he naturally gained all kinds of wonderful enlightenment, and many things that he hadn't understood in the past became suddenly enlightened.

If you don't enter the immortal way, you don't know the tyranny of the immortal way.

Everyone in this generation has the ability to shatter the sky and shatter the earth, and with every gesture, there is boundless power within reach, which is not comparable to the level of harmony.

It can be said that under the immortal way, as many as you come, you can kill them with a single palm, like ants.

Therefore, he never takes action easily. First, he cherishes himself. After all, he has immeasurable lifespan, but it does not mean that he has an indestructible body. The coming Dao Fruit is very likely to be irreparably damaged.

Furthermore, with the current situation of the universe and the heavens, it is still unable to support the conquest of the realm of immortality. If the real body comes, it will inevitably be suppressed by heaven and earth, and the place of cultivation will be destroyed for no reason.

The end of Xianqin also means that the realm of immortality has since disappeared from all the heavens in the universe.

The battle between the cave and the virtual level can already lead to an area with a radius of tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands or millions of miles. Often, the two sides in the war will destroy the surrounding area in just a few moves, let alone the realm of harmony. , Nine layers of realm, one layer is stronger than the first layer.

At this moment, a clear cry was heard suddenly, but an ancient Xuanqing sword flew out.

Looking up, you can see the mysterious green, lingering mist, the whole body is clear, pure like glass, as if a layer of mundane dust has been washed away, and it is even more real.

This sword is the four-handled Final Yan sword weapon, the aggregate of Zhu, Sink, Absolute, and Slaughter, and it is also the embodiment of Final Yan. It is to absorb the influx of fairy spirit together, and get a lot of benefits, and it has become extremely lively and agile.

It's a pity that, as the manifestation of the end, it is ten thousand times more difficult to give birth to a sword spirit than to become a fairy.

Even if he gained a lot of benefits from following him this time, if he wants to transform into a true spirit, the difference is not 01:30.

Zhou Fan knew that if this sword wanted to transform into a true spirit, it must be a supreme killing tool, but it was not so easy to obtain.

After entering the realm of immortality, his strength has been further improved. He only needs to be nourished from time to time in the future, and there will always be a day when he will transform into a spirit.

Thinking of this, he moved his mind and called it over, then stroked it with his hand and said with a smile: "I will return you a positive fruit in the future."

The ancient Xuanqing sword uttered another clear cry, and it turned into a brilliant brilliance, flying into the center of his eyebrows.

He turned his body halfway and looked back at the universe and the heavens. Immortal power induced the rules, and time and space succumbed incomparably to this.

"The weather is turbulent, and the sun is prosperous!"

Zhou Fan laughed out loud and stepped forward.

In an instant, above the Xuanlian Peak, the layers of visions split apart at once, and a Taoist priest in a black robe stepped forward, with half an acre of Qingyun above his head, as clear as water, with lotus flowers blooming above him, auspiciously shining, There are thousands of Ruicai.The sky is filled with a layer of precious light, like suet jade.

"Boom!!!"

next moment.

The blue clouds came from above the sky, and the rays of the sun spread out layer by layer like flowing flames. There were big golden seals on it, and the crisp sky sounded, and there was a jingle of bells, and a kind of joy spread everywhere.

At this moment, all the heavens and heavens in the world, whether they were mortals or monks, were alarmed, the room was filled with red light, golden flowers fell to the ground, and various auspicious signs appeared one after another.

No matter who, at this moment, a kind of heartfelt joy arises from the heart.

"Heavenly auspiciousness!"

Sui Ming Palace, Jade Heyuan, cold light sprinkled along the branches and leaves, reflecting a jade face full of a kind of "envy". The beauty is not pleasing to the eye, and she said very deliciously: "I don't know." , I thought that if you want to prove it, you can go to Da Luo, and you will be gone forever."

"Where is such an exaggeration."

Qu Sheng laughed when he heard it, but he quickly suppressed his smile, looked at the increasingly clearer and clearer Xuanyin congratulatory music coming from above the sky where his home was located, and said, "But this momentum is indeed a bit louder."

There are records in the classics of the Zongmen, the immortality is completed, the heaven and the earth congratulate each other, and there are visions, which sympathize with the hearts of the people.

But someone as loud and powerful as Zhou Fan is simply unheard of.

There are even records in the Zongmen classics that after some monks became immortals, the visions of heaven and earth just passed by lightly, and they seemed to be perfunctory.

This comparison is really speechless.

However, in the next scene, the unbalanced hearts of the two could no longer be suppressed.

Before the celebration of heaven and earth was over, all of a sudden, streams of light were seen hanging from the sky, which turned into shocking rainbows, dragged the precious light, and cast them towards Zhou Fan.

Baoguang Ruiqi, surrounded by auspicious clouds.

With a finger pointing, Zhou Fan sank above Qingyun above his head and disappeared without a trace.

"This is……"

Qu Sheng's expression brightened, and he stood up suddenly. His mind sensed the extraordinary existence, but Zhou Fan collected it so fast that he couldn't even see a shadow.

"This... this... how can there be such a person, just become a fairy, and then there is a gods throwing himself!"

The beauty's beautiful eyes widened, she was indignant, and her jade face was vaguely distorted.

It stands to reason that with her background, as well as her own cultivation and broad knowledge, she will rarely have negative emotions lingering, and it will not cause an imbalance in her mind at all.

But the scene that happened today has deeply stimulated her, even in her calm heart, it is like a volcano that is about to erupt at this moment, imminent.

In fact, not only the two of them, but also Shen Yiyu from Tianqing Ridge opened his eyes wide, wanting to see what kind of treasure it is.

"It doesn't make sense, this is really seeing the universe and the heavens as their own."

"Stop leaning," he murmured, with an annoyed expression on his face.

At this moment, similar words resounded in every corner of the universe.

Somewhere in the sky.

"It's still so domineering as always, and the appearance of eating is too ugly."

In a small courtyard, under a green pine tree, a woman in alizarin blue dress looked up at the vision of heaven and earth above the sky.

On the side, there is an old man with a skinny body, who keeps spitting out all kinds of unsavory words.

"Okay, since he can become a fairy, I think the bondage that Tao imposed on you has begun to loosen." The woman turned her head and said calmly, not affected by the old man's words.

"Palace Master, I am already old and faint, whether this imprisonment is lifted or not has nothing to do with me."

The old man sighed faintly, and didn't continue to utter those unsavory words. With a trace of depression, he said: "The imprisonment is easy to break, and the heart is sad!"

Hearing this, the woman was silent for a moment, and then said: "When I succeed, you can... be reborn."

……

Hanging on the peak, Qinghu.

Between the sky and the sky, there are auspicious and auspicious clouds, overlapping, dense and fragrant.

Xuanlian Peak's already abundant inspirations have been raised to another level. There are spiritual herbs and treasures everywhere, birds and beasts, and above the void, the inspirations turn into rainbow lights, crystal clear.

There is even a Ganoderma lucidum that has opened its wisdom and turned into a human form, running around. The intoxicating fragrance exudes from the fleshy little body, surrounded by layers of green wood, like a rosy robe, looking extremely beautiful.

Zhou Fan stepped into the air and stood, with a long halo behind him, and fist-sized seal characters were born and died in it.

"Xiandao."

Zhou Fan raised his head and looked around, mountain pine, green bamboo, jade leaves, bluestone.

One stone, one tree, one grass and one flower.

Each is different.

In his eyes at this moment, every thing has its own unique story, full of traces of time.

Zhou Fan's eyes were full of splendor, and at this moment, in his mind, the past was clear in his heart, and the future could be seen clearly.

This is a different vision from the past. No matter how powerful his strength is, he will never be able to see or perceive it before he reaches this level.

"Whoa~~~"

Zhou Fan's eyes shifted and landed on the Ganoderma lucidum dolls running around all over the ground. His aura was sympathetic, and countless lines were extracted and condensed into pictures.

The picture of the past is monotonous but clear, but the changes in the future are full of countless unknowns and elusive.

"There are too many changes in the future."

Zhou Fan frowned. You must know that this Ganoderma lucidum doll has just opened up its wisdom because of him, and it looks very simple.

But even so, there will be countless forks in the future, and choosing one will be completely different.

"The future is too difficult to grasp, and there are too many variables."

Zhou Fan shook his head, he had just proved the way of immortality, and he was still just starting on this road.

Only when he has traveled a long way will he understand it naturally.

"Back."

After gaining some awareness of the power he possessed, Zhou Fan thought, and a faint aura suddenly emerged. Zhou Fan flicked his sleeves, and a breeze blew up. After just a turn, he entered his fairy world.

Yujing Immortal Heaven.

This is the name Zhou Fan gave himself to the Immortal Heaven. Obviously, he directly used the name of his cave in the Kunlun Mountains.

Anyway, as he proves the way of immortality and opens up a fairyland in the endless chaos, the cave will no longer be used and must be sealed up for the next disciple of Yuxu to use.

On a floating island, blue stones are jagged and colorful, and cold light emerges from the cliff and reflects on the branches and leaves.

When the wind blows, it is clear and clear.

Zhou Fan sat cross-legged on the cloud couch, his spirit permeated all directions, and the time around him seemed to slow down, even giving people a feeling of time stopping.

next moment.

I can only see a series of unpredictable qi expanding around, and I can hear the howling of swords, killing, thunder, and virtue...

In an instant, a passage leading to the underworld opened, and streams of fairy spirit gushed out, interacting with it, scriptures rose from it, the words were purple gold, and the octagonal light hung down, hanging down and down.

Different from ordinary scriptures, the purple gold seal scripts that emerged seemed to be tangible and invisible, as if they were real, and as if they were illusory at all.

Every piece of purple gold seal script is ever-changing, mysterious and mysterious, and wonderful and wonderful.

Outside the floating island, a young man and Chisong watched carefully.

I just feel that thousands of kinds of content come in one after another, intertwined and entangled, obscure and unspeakable.

After a long while, Chi Song closed his eyes, recalling the scriptures he saw, and frowned inadvertently.

He found that only the scriptures that he had thoroughly comprehended had an impression, and the others were completely vague, as if they had never appeared before.

The words of the immortal family, the clouds pass without leaving a trace, such scriptures, if Zhou Fan hadn't opened a small stove for them, the monks under the immortal way would not be able to see them at all.

Thinking that he has such an opportunity, Chisong is also very happy.

He was originally in the Xuanyang Realm, according to his master's instructions, spreading the immortal way, but suddenly he came here in stature.

He looked at the young man beside him, his younger brother, the master of the gods in the prehistoric world, and the inheritor of his master's "Da Yan Ming Dao Jing".

At this moment, his eyes are closed, he is sitting cross-legged on top of the clouds, with purple and gold script scripts circulating around his body, arising and dying.

Seeing this scene, Chisong didn't have any jealous resentment in his heart.

In fact, he has also read the "Da Yan Ming Dao Jing", but it really has no chance for him. No matter how much he observes it, he just can't get in.

Of course, the introduction here does not mean being unable to practice. He can naturally practice, but he cannot walk on the path that suits him based on this.

And this is also the reason why casual cultivators can't produce many strong people.

Once you get a book of dharma, you naturally practice it without thinking about it, and you don't even think about whether it is suitable for you or not.

And the longer the inheritance, the more naturally they understand that only the one that suits them is the best.

A technique has different powers on different people.

It may even be that one is very weak, while the other contains great power in every move.

He also knew that his younger brother inherited the "Da Yan Ming Dao Jing" from his master, and naturally he gained more than himself.

It's just that he has a law that suits him, and being able to observe Master's immortal family scriptures is already a great harvest.

Zhou Fan naturally had some arrangements for his two apprentices.

Shaoyu, as the inheritor of his "Da Yan Ming Dao Jing", the way of enlightenment, naturally has a clear road ahead. With him as the pioneer, the road ahead will be smoother than him.

And the red pine, originally an ordinary pine tree, bears his life-killing skill, but walks out of his own way from it.

In this regard, he will not interfere.

There is no difference between the two, it just depends on whether it suits you or not.

"Duh."

Chi Song lowered his eyelids and began to meditate on what he had just learned from the scriptures.

On the other side, on the floating island.

"Boom!!!"

Immortals communicate with inexplicable places, and the overwhelming and irresistible spirit of the immortals falls, falls down, and turns into a clear and bright haze.

In just one breath, the fallen fairy air turned into liquid droplets, and the rainbow light rose greatly.

"Crash!!!"

In the fairy sky, a jade document appeared in front of Zhou Fan's eyes, swallowing the falling fairy spirit, and then spit out strands of jade light, pure and flawless, permeating the surroundings.

(End of this chapter)