Leisurely cultivating life

The drunken monk's mind kept spinning, thinking about the words that rang in his ears before, and immediately a horrified thought emerged.

"Aren't you going to challenge that one?!"

Since the birth of the Tianji list, it has gone down to the list of qi refining in the prefectures and counties, and up to the list of Taoist monarchs in Hedao Heaven and Earth.

Their names have changed.

But from the beginning to the end, no one dared to take a chance on the name that was on top of all the lists.

Don't even think about it.

Now, is someone finally going to do it?

Thinking of this, he was both a little excited and a little uneasy.

All kinds of emotions came to my mind.

"Brother Zhang, hurry up!"

Suddenly, a loud shout rang in his ears.

In the darkness, his two friends set him up anxiously, ignoring He Qicheng's ban on flying, set up Shenguang, and fled far away.

The drunken monk was hurriedly taken away and glanced back inadvertently.

But in an instant, all the drunkenness disappeared.

A gust of cool wind blows in my heart, soaking into the bone marrow.

"Zhou Fan!"

"Zhou Fan!"

"..."

Above the sky, following loud shouts, figures appeared from above the billowing dark clouds.

Ripples rippled in the sky.

The mighty sound waves instantly covered the boundless time and space.

With just a glance, he already roughly recognized it.

Half of them are on the Daoist list, and the other half don't know their names, but they can't be far behind if they think about it.

"This is about to happen!!!"

With so many dao lords gathered together, there is no need to think about what will happen later.

Hanging on the training peak.

Zhou Fan looked up.

Only see the boundless void.

A beam of light shot up into the sky from the billowing dark clouds, completely surrounding his Xuanlian Peak.

A green-clothed monk with a yellow face and blue-red hair sat cross-legged on a crystal-clear and lustrous jade platform.

"Senior brother Gu, why did you come here to seek death!"

Zhou Fan sighed quietly.

Brother Gu was originally a disciple of Taoist Chunyang, but he was expelled from the sect because he violated the rules of the sect, but he has created a career in Zhongzhou.

In his usual behavior, he also strictly abides by the rules of Chunyang sect, so he can be regarded as a member of his Taoist school.

"Zhou Fan!"

Brother Gu's complexion suddenly darkened.

"Everyone, it's not too late to retreat now!"

Zhou Fan raised his hand, picked up the teacup on the desk, and took a sip.

"How brave!"

"Insanity!"

Hearing this, many Taoist monarchs smiled coldly, their eyes flickering with murderous intent.

"You can't protect yourself now, so why speak wild words!"

If it hadn't been for Zhang Chu Kun to test out the reality of Zhou Fan's power, how could they have come here.

"Since you don't want to go, then stay with me!"

Zhou Fan was neither happy nor angry, and his voice was even more unhurried.

Standing up, at this moment, two killing swords with bone white and blood red suddenly appeared, and the blades trembled slightly, conveying a sense of joy.

Yuantu Abi.

The twin swords volleyed in the air, and a monstrous killing intent burst forth.

Immediately, the dark clouds billowing all over the sky were washed away, and the sky appeared again.

As soon as the billowing dark clouds dispersed, there appeared a series of Feige jade towers, each with a Taoist monarch on it, with radiance and auspicious clouds on his body.

Even in the great world of Zhongtian, it is not easy to find a Taoist monarch.

This time, so many Taoist monarchs appeared all at once.

He Qicheng and even the surrounding monks all looked at each other in awe and fled one after another.

"Top-rank innate spirit treasure!"

As soon as the two swords appeared, they were stared at by many Taoist monarchs.

"Which one of us has not gone through thousands of difficulties and dangers in our practice, and the time spent in ten thousand years is also idle. This week, Fan, who has practiced for more than a thousand years, is not as good as a fraction of the time we have been practicing, and he can get this treasure?!"

A Daoist with a thin body and a kind face is showing anger at this moment.

But he remembered that he had practiced for more than 50 years, and he only got one middle-grade innate spirit treasure, and he had to work hard and pay the price of lack of Dao foundation to get it.

And the child in front of him is a clone, holding two top-grade innate spirit treasures, it's really frightening.

"It's nothing more than someone opening the back door for his disciples. Among his disciples, which one is not a pair of high-grade innate spirit treasures!"