Leisurely cultivating life

"Dragon clan."

He looked calm, thinking secretly in his heart.

Although the Dragon Clan has never expected to be the overlord of heaven and earth due to their small number, their strength should not be underestimated.

In the era of the ancient demon clan Heavenly Court, he was the overlord of the sea.

Even in the era when humanity was the only one in the Middle Ages, and even the primitive continent was broken, it has always firmly occupied the East China Sea, and even once owned Dongsheng Continent.

It can be said that this is a race that has witnessed countless changes in the universe, and has never declined.

Zhou Fan looked at the real dragon below, with purple golden fairy light in his eyes, as if he wanted to see through it.

"Ang~~~"

A dragon's chant sounded, and immediately a huge wave was set off above the sea.

Zhou Fan raised his eyebrows, smiled, and looked away.

Now is not the time.

When Zhou Fan's cloud couch completely disappeared above the sea of ​​clouds, the heavy pressure in Zhenlong Ao Shao's heart dissipated.

It's just that when he remembered the gaze that almost saw it through just now, an unknown fire rose in Ao Shao's heart.

This was simply a disaster for no reason, he was lying down in his own sea area, and he suffered such humiliation for no reason.

"hateful!"

Not knowing that he had angered a real dragon just now, Zhou Fan had a smile on his face at the moment, and as the cloud couch continued to move forward, a vast fairy light filled up and down, and Xuan Yin was excited.

He is not far from Yuxu.

From time to time, monks can be seen either driving a magic weapon, or riding a spirit bird, or sitting on a cloud car, in groups of three or four, calling for friends.

With the complete retreat of the monster clan in Dongshengzhou, the influence of Taoism in Dongshengzhou is getting stronger day by day.

In particular, Yuxu Taoist temples are almost all over Dongshengzhou.

Compared with when Zhou Fan just came down from Qingyu Mountain, it is not an exaggeration to describe it as one in the sky and one in the ground.

At this point, it can be regarded as completely owning Dongshengzhou and taking root.

Zhou Fan saw it in his eyes and was very happy in his heart.

He showed the power of the immortal way along the way, and he used his power to overwhelm others without the demeanor of an immortal, isn't it for this reason.

Otherwise, it took him a total of one month to travel all the way from Central Continent in such a high-profile manner.

Of course, this is just the beginning, and the next thing is the main course.

After a while, the cloud couch stopped.

A building sign appeared in front of it. Exquisite and cumbersome seal characters were densely covered on the towering building, with thousands of splendors and thousands of auspicious colors, all shooting together.

Just by looking at it, one can sense a powerful and irresistible force.

"Pure Yang."

Speaking of which, this is also Zhou Fan's second visit, and it's also interesting.

This is the Chunyang Mountain Gate. Although Zhou Fan is the god of immortals, the two families have always been friends for generations. Chunyang can be said to be Yuxu's staunch ally. Therefore, he stopped the couch, paced out, and stood on the eaves. Down.

A vast and chaotic celestial light rushed to the top, like the coming of the great sun, and immediately alarmed the people around.

A thin Taoist came out from the gate, not tall, with long eyebrows as curved as snow, holding a whisk, when he saw Zhou Fan, he suppressed the strange color in his eyes, slapped his head, and said: "Shangxian Zhou, please .”

Zhou Fan returned the salute, and then followed behind, with wind in his sleeves and a graceful demeanor.

There was nothing to say on the road, and in less than half a day, they had already arrived at the Chunyang Mountain Gate.

The Taoist pointed with his hand, and said with pride in his voice, "Should Zhou Shangxian come to my Chunyang for the first time."

Zhou Fan smiled. It seemed that this was his first time. He had only stayed outside the Yuechong Mountain Range, so he looked up.

I saw the overlapping rays of aura in front of me like a curtain, lifted by an invisible big hand, and the vast atmosphere rushed into the eyebrows.

Looking carefully, there are bursts of auspicious light, heavy purple clouds, suspended palaces, Yaotai Feifeng, scattered like stars.

The crystal white sky shines down, and there is a vast ocean below, with countless islands floating on the water, with pavilions, towers, pavilions, fairy birds and beasts, and people with feathers and high crowns, coming and going.

"Big weather!" Zhou Fan admired in his heart.

The brilliance is majestic, and it illuminates the universe.

The rays of the sun diffused all around, and it was crystal white.

Rows of golden rainbows run through the sky, patches of auspicious clouds float and sink, and layers of purple and green aura layer upon layer.

I don't know when, in a mysterious place at the Chunyang Mountain Gate, a bright light suddenly shines, and immediately a huge and unparalleled fairy mansion rises, and the huge mysterious sound resounds through the world.

Immortal mansion rises slowly, unhurriedly.

in the temple.

A young-looking Taoist sat on a cloud couch, with a handsome face, long hair hanging down to his waist, glowing with a faint golden light, his Dao fruit spread across the sky, comprehended the mysteries of heaven and earth, suddenly felt a sense, and immediately woke up.

The Taoist pinched his fingers and figured out the cause and effect. He sighed leisurely and said, "It's finally about to start..."

In mid-air, the Immortal Mansion hangs down like spreading its wings, the momentum is huge and the weather is spectacular.

A kind of condensed energy, overwhelming.

As time went by, the Immortal Mansion was brightly illuminated, and the profound sounds continued, attracting the attention of more and more disciples in the mountain gate, all kinds of spirits were circling and chatting non-stop.

In fact, Zhou Fan was recognized the moment he entered the mountain gate.

The immortal is still alive, who is not curious.

Therefore, the collision between spirit and will shines bright flames and sparks, reminding us of reality.

Seeing this, the Taoist frowned.

At this moment, a majestic aura suddenly descended, and a figure emerged from it, covered in white clothes, with a delicate face.

The visitor waved his sleeves, and a jade-like voice resounded, with a sense of coldness, he said: "The disciples from all peaks retreat quickly, and cultivate with peace of mind."

The person who came seemed to have a high majesty in Chunyang, and those spirits immediately receded like a tide.