Leisurely cultivating life

"What's more, it's not that you don't know that person's strength. The three second-rank immortals, Mushan Immortal, Changyin Immortal, and Hanyi Immortal who went to join forces, were defeated by that person's Dharma Body. Fist, with such strength, if you go out in the same way, wouldn't it be..."

"Humph!!!"

The white-haired fairy didn't even listen, and just walked away.

Following behind the white-haired Taoist priest, there are only a dozen immortals.

However, when he reached the gate of the meeting hall, Immortal Ge Hao suddenly turned around and said, "Don't think that Immortal Yukun is not here, you can do whatever you want!"

After finishing speaking, he took the dozens of immortals behind him with their heads high and left.

The expressions of all the immortals who were still in the meeting hall were shocked, especially the young immortal, whose expression was even more embarrassing.

……

Kai Ting Zhanxian's expression was also embarrassing at the moment.

He had a glimpse of the future, so he naturally knew that the fallen Immortal Yukun still had a little back hand, which was stored on the spiritual root of Danyang.

And if you want to unite the power of all living beings, you must unite the Twelve Immortal Courts and the Seventeen Islands in the vast sea.

If this was before, it would have been impossible.

But under this special situation, there is a small chance of success.

But even so, difficulties abound.

And this Yukun Xianjun is his breakthrough point, not only the head of the deacon Xianjun of Dongji Xianting, but also fell into the hands of "him", it is the easiest to accept his ideas.

In the "future" he glimpsed, after the fall of Lord Yukun, the spiritual root of Danyang was collected by his friend Chen Haojun.

When he came to the place where Mr. Chen Hao was located according to his own memory.

A quiet little girl stared at him and said with a stiff expression:

"All of them are dead!"

Chapter 647 Viewing Ideas

While the party was speaking, they had already arrived at the podium.

The green ground is the same as before, but there are very few people who are still listening to the sermon here.

Except for Zhang Chukun and other people without immortal roots, the rest, like Yu Xi, always remember her young master's advice, so even after more than seventy years, she still comes here to listen to it every month. Said, next to her is Ping Wenxu's maid, Zhu Yin.

Fortunately than Zhang Chukun, the two daughters both have immortal roots. Although they have the lower third grade, they are about to complete their Qi refining. Their longevity is worry-free, and their faces have not changed much.

Liu Shi, who was chattering along the way, seemed to be a different person when he came to the podium, and he was extremely quiet.

After a while, Zhou Fan reappeared on the cloud platform above the pulpit.

Everyone saluted immediately: "Meet the mountain master!"

Zhou Fan nodded, and waited for everyone to sit cross-legged before he said, "It's fate for you to stay here for more than seventy years!"

The nonsensical words made everyone who had just sat cross-legged startled and suspicious.

I don't know what Zhou Fan said.

All of a sudden, countless questions flooded into his mind, and it was obvious that Zhou Fan's expression remained unchanged, so he could only suppress his emotions and sit cross-legged to listen to the sermon.

But when Zhou Fan opened his mouth, everyone's hearts changed.

In fact, last month Zhou Fan had finished explaining the realm of the void for the seventh time. According to common sense, what should be explained this time was the content of the realm of refining qi.

But now, what Zhou Fan said was extremely unfamiliar.

Resisting the doubts in their hearts again, everyone calmed down and listened to the sermon.

However, as time went by, what Zhou Fan said began to appear in front of everyone.

"The way of visualization!"

Zhang Chukun's turbid dark brown eyes suddenly shone with light, and he couldn't help but straighten his body, listening to every word Zhou Fan said with joy.

Not only him, but all other people without immortal roots.

Even Su Qingmi restrained her mind and concentrated on listening to the sermon.

At the same time, in the vast abyss world, Zhou Fan's tightly closed eyes moved slightly, and the original power of heaven that poured into the 'break' was separated under the action of an invisible force, and moved toward the person who was training leave the peak.

After doing this, Zhou Fan closed his eyes.

The traces of the original power of the heavenly dao in the vast abyss rushed to Xuanlian Peak, and around the podium, pictures were outlined in the void.

There are stars in the sky, the sun and the sun, mountains and rivers, and vast oceans... Everything in the world is in these pictures.

Looking at these pictures, Zhang Chukun's face seemed to move, and the sound rang in his ears, but his mind was in a state of mystery, without thinking or thinking.

On the podium, Zhou Fan watched this scene, his eyes moved slightly, and his admiration was fleeting.

In the past seventy years, among the remaining people, he is most optimistic about this Chu Kun, with a pure and flawless heart for seeking Tao.

As soon as he saw the visualization picture inscribed by himself, he suddenly fell into an epiphany.

Not far away, and Qicheng.

"Look at... Xuanlian Peak, what's going on?"

A monk unintentionally looked in the direction of Xuanlian Peak, but shouted.

The other monks looked back in astonishment, looked at Xuanlian Peak, and were also shocked.

The entire Xuanlian Peak was shrouded in a purple thunder at the moment, just looking at it made one's heart tremble with fear, and the monk looked at it, and even felt that his soul was trembling, as if it would collapse in the next second.

It contains the law of endless destruction.

But the strange thing is, there are viburnum flowers appearing from the void, with fairy sounds bursting out, and hundreds of millions of auspicious colors.

There are also pictures and scenes, and just by looking at them, there will be endless Tao rhyme flowing in your heart.

At this moment, Xuanlian Peak became like a fairy mountain in the world.

More and more monks saw this scene, and opened their mouths one by one, feeling extremely unbelievable, and it took them a long time to react.

Since 60 years ago, few people have been preaching at Xuanlian Peak.

But what is unpredictable is that the Mountain Master of Xuanlian Peak re-speaked again, and after the second lecture, the number of people decreased in a downward trend.