Mingyue of the Great Song Dynasty http://www./0_1/

Just like being clear and intelligent without worries, there are many differences and a moment of change.

At this time, Chu Fan's body was filled with white mist, and the rich fairy spirit energy gathered into a rolling sea of ​​clouds, like a holy fairyland under the sun.

As the rich fairy spirit energy flowed along Chu Fan's Tianling spirit and poured into his body, his cultivation and spiritual consciousness were growing rapidly. The spiritual veins and immortal primordials flowed in his body, and the acupoints in his body crackled and crisply, as if the cells and acupoints in his body were activated again, and his strength suddenly improved.

Before he knew it, Chu Fan was completely trapped in this sudden enlightenment. His expression was gentle and comfortable, and the dullness that seemed to have been suppressed for a long time dispersed, and the head of the hundred-foot pole finally went further.

During the breathing, there was a fairy rhyme rolling. Half a day passed, Chu Fan finally opened his eyes suddenly, and his eyes burst into pieces, emitting a sparkling radiance.

"I finally advanced to the late stage of Xuan Dan!" Chu Fan looked at the fairy spirit mist that was gradually retreating around him, and was extremely satisfied.

"Fengyun Apricot, you can understand the rules of Fengyun Daoyi, but I didn't expect it to help me break through the realm." Chu Fan was surprised. He looked up and down at the golden fairy fruit tree in front of him, and six red and golden Fengyun Apricots were still hanging low on the branches.

After dragging his chin to think for a moment, Chu Fan smiled frivolously, and then countless array techniques were played. Light green patterns quickly surrounded the golden apricot tree, and a moving formation was arranged in an instant. As the immortal Yuan was running, the golden apricot tree was directly taken into the Qiankun bag by him.

Looking at a huge tree pit in front of him, and his spiritual sense fell into the Qiankun bag again, Chu Fan suddenly became excited. As the girl beside Beichen said, this Qiankun bag actually contains the world and has its own rules to ensure that the golden apricot tree continues to grow.

The only thing that made Chu Fan feel a little ashamed was that the Qiankun bag did not seem to contain a strong aura of fairy spirit, and the rules of the five elements were not complete. Although the golden apricot tree could survive, its spirituality and life were obviously much weaker.

While Chu Fan was thinking about whether to arrange a spirit gathering array in the Qiankun bag to offer to the golden apricot tree, a divine thought suddenly swept over, and then locked the tree pit left by Chu Fan just put away the Fengyun apricot tree, and landed on Chu Fan again.

The moment the divine thought swept over, Chu Fan realized that the other party's cultivation should be less than the level of the Divine Infant, but he was definitely a strong man at the peak of the Star Sea. At least the power contained in this divine thought would not be less than Shen Hui.

"Hahaha, it seems that grandpa is really lucky. What did you get just now? Hand over grandpa to spare your life..." After that divine thought, a laugh came after just a few breaths, and then a figure suddenly came.

"Hey, it's really just a boy from Xuandan realm? He dared to come here." After the figure fell, his eyes fell on Chu Fan, and his eyes were slightly surprised. Obviously, he could not have imagined that Xuandan realm cultivators could come here.

Chu Fan also frowned slightly, and looked at the old man in gray robe standing on the ground with a frivolous look. He was extremely thin, his pair were hunched in the long sleeves of gray robe, his eyes were gloomy, and his hair hooked nose on his shriveled cheeks looked extremely abrupt.

When he noticed that Chu Fan looked at him with a frivolous look, the old man in the gray robe raised the corner of his mouth and laughed: "The boy has a personality, I like it very much. Give you a choice, hand over what you just got, how about following me to be a registered disciple?"

"Are you amazing?" Chu Fan smiled slightly, asked the old man in gray robe, looking very innocent.

The old man in gray robe waved his long sleeves, causing waves of immortal waves, and laughed: "There are many people who don't know me in the entire northern territory, but not many people who don't know the six-fingered gods and demons."

Chu Fan seemed to be mentally retarded and said seriously: "Are the six-fingered gods and demons?"

"Boy, are you playing tricks on grandpa?" The old man in gray robe was famous throughout the northern border decades ago, so he was naturally not a fool. When he saw Chu Fan's eyes, his face darkened and he said angrily.

Chu Fan made a speechless expression and said in a low voice: "What do you think?"

"Boy, looking for death..." The old man in gray robe was furious immediately, and raised a huge pestle and magic wand suddenly floated above his head, carrying a powerful immortal element, as if he wanted to completely block the space around Chu Fan.

As golden light spread, there were waves of Sanskrit sounds in the pestle and wand, which seemed to make Chu Fan in a pure land of Buddha, and he couldn't help but let go of his body and mind to comprehend and become a Buddha.

His mind was shocked and Chu Fan suddenly used the innate Taoist Technique to erase the sounds of the Brahma that had been reflected into his mind, and a cold sweat rose in his heart. What a terrifying magic weapon...

The sound of the Sanskrit is still there, bringing waves of golden light to shine on the heaven and earth. In just a few breaths, it completely envelops a hundred feet in a radius.

Chu Fan was extremely depressed. Whether it was a cultivator in the Soul Palace, Shen Hui or the old man in the gray robe in front of him, he seemed to be able to use magic weapons to transform a field space, which made his mind turbulent and unable to immerse himself in that field. If it weren't for the innate Taoist Technique as the origin of all things, he could erase all the Taoist rhymes, even if his immortal soul conscious mind was strong, he would probably not be able to get to where he is today.

"Boy, why don't you kneel down and convert to my Buddha..." Seeing that Chu Fan could wake up from his own Universal Fanyin, the old man shouted sternly.

The powerful momentum rolled up waves, making Chu Fan's face turn a little pale.

Chu Fan rolled around his body, and the hilt of the blue-patterned sword was instantly sacrificed, and he shouted: "I'll kneel down, your mother, a turtle grandson, a bastard, an old beast, who is neither human nor ghost, even calls himself a Buddhist. I didn't see you becoming a bald donkey..."

As he spoke, the Shadow Sword had already brought up a layer of sword curtain and swept over the golden light all over the sky. He was not afraid of any Star Sea cultivator in the middle stage of Xuan Dan, not to mention that he has now advanced to the late stage of Xuan Dan.

But Chu Fan soon felt something was wrong. The terrifying sword intent of his sky curtain's sword light rolled up, and there was a feeling of being suppressed and assimilated in the thousands of golden lights. The majestic momentum of the sky curtain was rolled up in the entire universe, and it could not make any waves.

"Hmph... even the divine infant cultivator needs to be captured under my golden light. A mere Xuandan ant dares to disobey my grandfather's wishes and suppress me..." The old man with gray robe had a sarcastic feeling, and a pair of withered palms finally poked out from his sleeve. A magic trick flashed, and the golden light in the sky was even better, like a million million waves, rolling towards Chu Fan in a vast expanse.

The terrifying waves are like the golden river rolling back. On the golden river, several golden arhats stand at the forefront of the waves, bringing up an unparalleled golden light, like a mountain rushing towards them.

Scratch...

In just a moment, Chu Fan's sword light was swept into nothingness by the huge waves of thousands of gold, like broken paper, completely destroyed and dispersed under the golden light.

The waves of Sanskrit sounds rolled up, making Chu Fan feel a sense of insignificance, as if he was about to surrender to these golden arhats.

Feeling such terrifying pressure, Chu Fan's mind was shocked. Could it be that these are the real monks in the Star Sea Realm? But at this moment, Chu Fan did not have any time to think about it. The sword pattern light and shadow flashed across, and the setting sun in the long river rolled out directly.

A river dozens of feet suddenly swept across the void, like a natural trench in the sky. Even when facing the universe, a crack would be torn out under this natural trench.

The terrifying killing filled the air, and Chu Fan did not dare to stay at all. As soon as the sunset in the long river appeared, the golden Buddha light that had been moving forward finally stopped. It seemed that facing a scorching sun that soared into the air, the two were facing each other far away.

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ps: Fourth update!
Chapter completed!