Leisurely cultivating life

Zhou Fan's "Da Yan Ming Dao Jing" expounds the universe and the universe, the track of the great way, and finally, mastering all ways. Of course, this is just Zhou Fan's fantasy.

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For a while, the two of you talked about one paragraph, and I talked about one paragraph, Zhou Fan and Pei Haoxuan exchanged a little bit of practice experience, from shallow to deep. Of course, both of them tacitly did not talk about the operation of exercises, but only the true meaning of the Dao.

Three days later, the discussion was over.

"Fellow Daoist, there will be a time later." Pei Haoxuan wrote, with a helpless expression and a little bit of reluctance. He had learned a lot from discussing with Zhou Fan for three days. Ten days and a half.

"There will be a period later!" Zhou Fan nodded slightly.

After finishing speaking, he and Tu Mengmei turned into a beam of light and soared into the sky.

"There is someone in Yuxu!"

Looking at the two streaks of light soaring into the sky, Pei Haoxuan sighed.

Why didn't this kind of arrogant and talented person worship under his Shenxiao sect?

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Clear weather.

In a village, thousands of villagers live here, and the burly ones stand guard on the watchtower, and naughty children try to climb up from time to time.

In the village, a piece of quiet and peaceful.

"Boom~"

Suddenly, a huge dark cloud enveloped the village.

Five beams of light descended and turned into five figures, all of which were beast heads.

"Clang clang ~"

"The monster is coming, the monster is coming."

"Run."

"Put the baby away."

Some villagers sounded the alarm gong, some hugged their children, and some ran in a panic...

"Do it, don't waste time." Among the five monsters, one figure said.

"Yes, big brother." The other four figures responded.

After finishing speaking, four figures lined up in the sky above the village, chanting an obscure incantation.

Impressively, I saw a black aura descending from the huge dark cloud in the sky, sweeping everywhere like a gust of wind, and all the villagers touched were turned into dust and melted into the black aura.

The black breath blows everywhere, the more villagers it devours, the stronger it becomes.

"Vote for me!"

"Vote for me!"

A burly man shouted with his eyes about to burst.

Immediately, rows of fine iron guns pierced through the air, and the sound was ear-piercing.

But the black breath was like a quagmire, causing the fine iron spear to stagnate in the void, unable to touch the demons in the sky.

"Could it be that the heavens are going to kill me." The burly man showed despair.

The refined iron spear was their last resort, but unexpectedly, it didn't work at all.

He could only watch helplessly as his acquaintances were swallowed by the black aura.

"what!!!"

The burly man looked up to the sky and screamed, full of hatred.

"God, if you have eyes, send down thunder and kill these beasts..."

"Hmph, just wait for death, what more are you asking for!" A figure sneered.

"Boom~~~"

Between heaven and earth, there was a faint roar suddenly, the roar came from a distance, low and palpitating.

"What kind of voice is this?" A figure asked in shock, feeling a bit of fear inexplicably.

"What is that..." A figure pointed to the distant sky.

Several figures looked in the direction, including the elder brother, because he had inexplicable heart palpitations.

"This is..." The eldest brother's pupils shrank.

"Boom~~~"

Five purple divine thunders descended from the sky.

"...God...really...have eyes." The burly man stared blankly at the few monsters who were smashed into powder by the purple divine lightning.

A giant hand that covered the sky, bigger than the huge black cloud, descended from the sky, smashing the huge black cloud and the black aura into powder, but did not hurt any of the surviving villagers.

on the clouds.

"Brother, just die like this, it's cheaper for them." Tu Mengmei frowned.

"Junior Sister, please take a look." Zhou Fan spread his hands, and a small black nine-story pagoda stood quietly in his palm.

"Suppressing Demon Tower!" Tu Mengmei's eyebrows stretched out.

"The souls of those five monster races have been detained by me in the tower." Zhou Fan said, and with a wave of his hand, a projection appeared in the void.

There are all kinds of scenes inside, countless spaces floating and sinking, and in one of them.

The five figures were locked up by many puppets, tortured to death, tortured, and many unbearable and terrible tortures were imposed on them.

Even more because of the body of the primordial spirit, all kinds of punishments are hundreds of times, thousands of times, and tens of thousands of times stronger than those received by the physical body.

Speaking of which, this tower was also a chance for Zhou Fan.

In a desolate canyon full of miasma and poisonous insects, it was accidentally discovered by Zhou Fan.

Xiantian is this tower shape. Zhou Fan calculated that this seems to be an innate spirit treasure during the gestation process. Some accidents happened, but only the tower body was conceived, but there was no innate Taoism.