Leisurely cultivating life

The man raised his hand and pointed his index finger on the 'Snowflake Knife'.

"Ding……"

The blade of the 'Snowflake Knife' trembled slightly, as if it couldn't bear so much force.

The man frowned slightly and retracted his index finger.

With a slight wave of his big hand, the 'Snowflake Knife' soared into the sky with a sharp knife intent.

Looking at the direction, it seems to be north.

……

Central Continent, South Chan Continent, North Lu Continent, Xi He Continent, West Sea... all have similar things happening.

The wind is surging, and the undercurrent is surging.

The Zhongtian Great World, which had been silent for a long time, began to become "lively".

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Summer.

Cantonese Mansion.

Nameless hills, pavilions.

Zhou Fan was staring at Tu Mengmei boredly... the 'Suzaku' above his head, according to his experience in the past month, Chang Lei must have woken up longer than the last time Lou Yehua woke up.

Suzaku, shaped like a phoenix, but the phoenix is ​​the king of all birds, while Suzaku is the spirit beast of the sky.

The phoenix is ​​a symbol of auspiciousness. Its shape is like a golden pheasant, with colorful feathers and noble nature. You must choose food for drinking and branches for habitat.

Suzaku, which looks like a bird, is covered with flames and never extinguishes all day long. It is one of the four spirits of heaven and earth.

Both of these are in charge of the 'Nirvana True Fire', and both have the effect of immortality and rebirth.

The immortality of the phoenix and the rebirth of the Suzaku made so many great powers jealous, and they all wanted to hold this "Nirvana True Fire" in their hands and live forever.

Zhou Fan wondered if the Daoist Lord Four Spirits beheaded the four spirits, he might have had the same idea.

After all, it is the highest dream of every monk to live forever, the sun and the moon will perish but I will not perish, the world will perish but I will not perish.

'Nirvana True Fire' is a key to realize this dream.

Now, Suzaku is in front of me. Although it is just an illusory image, I have the Great Yanzhu. If I can't do it now, it doesn't mean I won't be able to do it in the future. Thinking about it, Zhou Fan's eyes lit up a little, and he stared at Tu Mengmei with fiery eyes... The image of the 'Suzaku' on the top of the head.

Tu Mengmei was stared at so straightly by Zhou Fan, her face was reddish, and she murmured uncomfortably, "Big... Big Brother, Junior Sister... Is there something on Junior Sister's face?"

"Ah..." Hearing this, Zhou Fan came back to his senses, blinked his eyes, and seeing his junior sister's expression, he secretly thought something was wrong, maybe it was a big misunderstanding.

Just thinking about how to explain it, I have to be careful with the scale...

"Roar~~~"

A turbulent roar and a leak of arrogance made Tu Mengmei's attention instantly diverted.

Zhou Fan also heaved a sigh of relief in his heart, and thanked him secretly for the long whistle.

Chapter 108 Four spirits are poisonous

"Senior Brother Lu, Senior Brother Lu, Senior Brother Lu..." Zhen Depang spoke incoherently, stepping back step by step.

An imaginary white tiger with a shape like a tiger, white and extremely ferocious, stepped in the air, pressing towards Zhen Depang step by step, roaring from time to time, showing the majesty of the king of beasts.

"Junior Brother Lou, what's going on?" Zhou Fan turned his head and asked Lou Yehua, who was watching melon-eating crowd with great interest.

With a suppressed smile on the corner of Lou Yehua's mouth, he turned his head and said in a low voice, "It's not that Junior Brother is too curious, he actually took the dried meat from Baiweilou...to feed Junior Brother Lu's white tiger amulet, look, Junior Brother Lu's face , as black as you want!"

Zhou Fan took a closer look, isn't it.

Lu Ming's face is as dark as the bottom of a pot now, and he has turned a deaf ear to Zhen Depang's cry for help.

Zhou Fan shook his head, curiosity killed him... Fatty!

If you don't die, you won't die. The white tiger is the four spirits of heaven and earth, the god of war and slaughter. Even if it is just an illusory shadow, it is not something that a small daoist monk like Zhen Depang can provoke.

Thinking of this, Zhou Fan glanced at the Suzaku figure above Tu Mengmei's head with a guilty conscience. Just now he was thinking about how to 'study' her!

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Zhou Fan always felt that Suzaku seemed to be looking at him from the side.

"Brother Bai, Brother Baihu..." Zhen Depang screamed loudly. Facing a congenital sacred statue, even though it was just a projection, the feeling of being unable to control himself and trembling all over his body was really uncomfortable.

"Roar……"

"Master Bai, Lord Tiger, Lord Baihu, your lord has a lot of people, so just pass me off as a fart, ah, look..." Zhen Depang frowned, trying his best to say anything exported.

"Senior Brother Lu, you can't just ignore death. Anyway, we have been together for ten years. As the saying goes, a husband and wife can enjoy a hundred days of kindness. Even if our brotherhood is discounted, how much kindness is that? ..."

"Roar~~~"

Baihu Faxiang turned his head and glanced at Lu Ming in a very humane manner, meaning you can figure it out!

"Senior Brother Lu..." Zhen Depang looked at Lu Ming in a 'poor' way, and blinked his eyes from time to time, which was totally funny.jpg.

Shaking his head lightly, Lu Ming seemed to be scorching his eyes, turned around, and turned his back to Zhen Depang.

Zhou Fan covered his eyes, feeling that he was under level [-] pollution, and couldn't bear to look directly at it, he couldn't look directly at it.

"Roar……"

With a long howl, the white tiger approached Zhen Depang step by step.

An inexplicable coercion came out of nowhere, descending on Zhen Depang, as if he had been hit by a body-holding spell, he couldn't move for a moment, and could only watch the tiger head getting closer and closer to him in cold sweat ,Getting closer……

Finally, he closed his eyes in 'desperation', looking like he was waiting to die.

One breath, two breaths, three breaths...

Zhen Depang opened his eyes in surprise, but saw the white tiger look at him contemptuously, shook his head beautifully, and turned around, leaving a shadow of his buttocks for Zhen Depang to watch.

Zhen Depang swears, that is definitely a contemptuous look, the kind that is not miserable.

"Ang~~~"

Whispers from ancient times summoned a palm-sized... bastard with four short legs flying around Chang Lei!

Zhou Fan couldn't help but think of the record of Xuanwu in Jingge, which looks like a turtle but has snake scales.