Leisurely cultivating life

"Well, it's me, mother." Zhou Fan squatted beside Zhou.

"Xiao Fan, it's your first time to travel far, you must follow your Uncle Zhuzi closely, and don't get lost." Mrs. Zhou took Zhou Fan's hand and muttered.

"Well, mother, I see, Xiaofan must be following Uncle Zhuzi closely." Zhou Fan sniffled and smiled.

"It's hard to come back once, why are you leaving so soon?"

"Mother, Xiao Fan won't go anywhere, just stay by Mother's side, not going anywhere, not going anywhere..." Zhou Fan patted his mother's hands lightly.

"Old man, Xiaofan is here, why don't you talk!" Zhou complained.

"..."

"...This old man, why is he still asleep!" Zhou muttered.

"...Mother...Father...has gone..." Zhou Fan stared blankly at his father, with no trace of life, his face was smooth, and he might still be listening to the conversation between their mother and father.

"Going away..." Zhou's expression froze, and his cloudy eyes suddenly brightened.

Grasping Zhou Fan's hand, his complexion suddenly turned rosy.

"Xiaofan, I miss our home."

Zhou Fan understood immediately, and quickly nodded in response.

"Son knows, son knows, son will take you home now!"

"Okay, okay, okay, old man, let's go home..." The voice gradually dropped.

Within a few tens of breaths, the two elders passed away in front of Zhou Fan one after another.

"Father, mother, don't worry, son... son will definitely bring you home."

After finishing speaking, Zhou Fan broke down in tears.

Who would have expected that today would be the end of the two elders' lives, and he hadn't even said a word to his father.

The sadness in this is only known to oneself.

……

Zhou Fan handled the funeral of the second elder very easily, and there were not many outsiders, except for his big family, who were related by marriage and Zhou Fan's juniors.

"Eldest brother, condolences!" Tu Mengmei patted Zhou Fan's shoulder.

Zhou Fan nodded sadly and remained silent.

"Uncle!"

Xiaoxuan, who is over 60 years old and even has a grandson, came over.

Standing beside Zhou Fan with bushy white hair, she called 'Uncle' in her mouth, which was somewhat contrary to harmony.

"Ah."

"You're getting old, you'd better sit inside." No matter how old she was, in Zhou Fan's eyes, he was always his little niece.

"Uncle, don't you have great supernatural powers? Why..." The words choked up.

"Hey... magical powers are no match for days." Zhou Fan sighed softly.

As for the truth of the facts, Zhou Fan hoped that they would never know.

"Okay, you go in first." Zhou Fan waved his hand.

He watched his elderly niece go back inside with the support of her children.

Zhou Fan raised his head and murmured, "The number of days!"

"Uncle, what is the number of days?" Zhou Fan said in a low voice, facing the void.

After a burst of ripples, Yu Jingcheng emerged.

"The heaven and the earth are not benevolent, and all things are regarded as dogs. How can there be a number of days? The way of heaven is impartial and selfless. Everything follows its own course, just like entering the night with the wind, moistening things silently. It is the most natural."

"With your comprehension, you shouldn't ask such a question." Yu Jingcheng said, frowning slightly.

"It's just a feeling, uncle, do you think there is a person in this vast world who regards the world as the situation and all living beings as children, turns his hands into clouds, turns his hands into rain, and disturbs fate."

Chapter 148 Consummation of God, Great Grinding of Yin and Yang (2/2)

"Why do you think so?" Yu Jingcheng asked noncommittally.

"Because of this, my heart is at ease!"

As soon as the words fell, Zhou Fan suddenly had an unbelievably harmonious aura.

Nine mysterious talisman patterns emerged on his body, with a little bit of dao rhyme scattered. Under the traction of Qi, Zhou Fan's dantian returned to the mixture of heaven and earth. , no light, no image, no sound, no sound, no ancestors, no ancestors, dark and dark... In the golden elixir, there is a life that is born, and in the trance, there is no image of the gods, and countless innate changes circulate throughout the body.

At this time, nine mysterious runes fell into the dantian and attached to the formless celestial being, and the dantian changed again in an instant.

One statue transforms into three bodies, with formless and invisible forcefully piercing through the confusion, an illusory universe opens up, the earth, wind, water and fire are incompatible, the three bodies transform into nine qi, and reach infinity, then the qi is clear and clear, the yang accumulates all day long, and the qi condenses and dregs, Accumulate and stagnate to form the earth, the nine qi are aligned, the sun, the moon, the stars, the yin and yang, the five elements, the three talents and all things are formed and born.

And a great grind of yin and yang with no front, no back, no circle, no end, no end, black and white intertwined emerged from it out of thin air. As soon as this grind appeared, no matter it was the power of the four elements, earth, wind, water and fire, or the five elements of yin and yang. , the three talents and all things, all turned into nothingness, and even the entire illusory universe was worn away by it, returning to confusion.

Zhou Fan opened his eyes suddenly, and a big grinder gradually faded into it.

"Consummate God!" Yu Jingcheng said in surprise.

Sensing this body's thick true essence and the lightness and agility of his soul, Zhou Fan's expression was neither sad nor happy.

"Tiandi Copper Furnace Jue" is successful in nine turns, if you can't transform into a god in one step, then what's the use of practicing him!

He gained a lot this time. Not only did he break through to the perfection of God Transformation in one fell swoop, but he also comprehended part of the Daqian's way of opening up, and the road to the hole is already somewhat clear.

Although due to the appearance of that Fang Damo, he has never really fully understood the way of the hole or a little bit more, but this is his biggest gain this time, nothing less than it.

Mind moving.

A phantom shadow, Yin and Yang, gradually emerged from Zhou Fan's body, and a supreme power emerged, obliterating everything.

"Hey!" Zhou Fan woke up with a loud shout.

"Stinky boy, if you work harder, this small world will be lost." Yu Jingcheng said with a gloomy expression, pointing to the surroundings.

Zhou Fan looked around, and the scene in front of him left him in a daze.