Mingyue of the Song Dynasty http://www./0_1/   The latest work of Xiangnan Xiaoxiaosheng! Pan Wen's face was filled with surprise, and he kept looking at Chu Fan up and down.m.

The magnificent scene of thousands of swords spreading across the sky just now was absolutely true, but I clearly saw a purple gold sword rainbow rushing into Chu Fan's body, and my cultivation level did not increase in an instant, and it would have become the Qiankun realm at the least.

"Brother Chu, your sword just now..."

Pan Wen still didn't give up and asked curiously.

Chu Fan said helplessly, "That is a sword move that I have learned long ago, but it is indeed more powerful to use the sword rainbow in the sky just now."

Pan Wen looked at him, "It's not right."

Chu Fan narrowed his eyes and looked at Pan Wen, and asked with a smile: "Why is it wrong? The strange phenomenon in the sky just now might be that a great swordsman was showing his saints, which was just happened to be seen by us. Could it be that it is true as you said about the heavenly luck? If this is true, wouldn't this mountain have become a hot and hot commodity? No one has come yet. I guess it's not just you, but all the eight thousand miles of Bailing Reef Island have seen that magnificent scenery."

Pan Wen rolled his eyes, raised his hand and stretched out his fingers to rub his chin. After a while, he looked thoughtful and said, "Yes, otherwise this mountain would have been surrounded by water. What a pity, I thought it was really a saint of heaven."

Chu Fan felt a sense of powerlessness, and slapped Pan Wen on the head, turning around but his expression became more and more serious.

He didn't know whether he had seen the feat of thousands of swords hanging in the air just now, but Chu Fan was sure that it was not accidental, otherwise why would he have acted like that by some devils?

"Chengying!" Chu Fan gently stroked the two marks that had condensed from the hilt of the sword. Thinking of the purple gold sword light that had just entered the fairy sword, a familiar feeling surged into his heart, but he had no idea.

Two days passed, Pan Wen, who had always been open-minded and cheerful, seemed a little depressed and thought to Chu Fan from time to time: Why is that billions of sword rainbows of heaven not my luck? If I could have that ability, I would come here to talk about the truth.

Chu Fan smiled but said nothing.

The Wushan Ludao Square has been opened. Although Chu Fan and the others are still wandering around the mountains, they can see one or two groups of monks rushing towards the Wushan Square from time to time.

Chu Fan did not rush to the Lu Dao Square, but came to a dilapidated ruins like broken walls and vanes. It looked like a Taoist temple that was old, exuding a vicissitudes of time, and there were at least many thousands of years.

There are many strange-shaped ancient trees around, rooted in the ruins, and you can vaguely see the outline traces of a pond. There is a lot of water accumulated in the low-lying area, and there is a dragon head statue in the middle, with a dragon ball in its mouth, as if a faint stream of clear water is slowly flowing out.

The Taoist Conference will start in about ten days, and Pan Wen is not in a hurry to go there. First, there are not many people I know, and second, except for Qiong Xiao and others, most of them are guys who are different from each other. He doesn't like that kind of atmosphere.

He casually stepped on a dead branch, and saw Chu Fan's eyes falling on the potholes as if they were outlined by the pond, and said boredly: "It is said that there was a Dragon Temple here before, called Zilong Temple, which is the mansion of an ancient divine dragon. The immortal world records that there is a saying of the Tao in the Three Thousand Great Ways. Buddhism is also called the power of vows. To put it simply, it is the power of incense in the mundane world. In the past, my ancestors in my family said that freezing three feet is not a day's cold, and this vow is similar. If you gather the mind and vows of billions of ordinary people, you can shake the three thousand worlds by the exit. Of course, I will listen to it. Even the powerful people in the Nirvana Realm do not have such ability, and I don't know if the immortals in the Nine Palaces and Fantasy Tribulation Realm can do it."

Chu Fan stared at Pan Wen with big eyes and said, "You guy knows a lot. It seems that your Pan family is really amazing before they fall."

Pan Wen sighed. The air in the mountains was fresh, but it was not like the mountains before. There were no monsters hissings, and only birds were heard from time to time. After a while, he withdrew his gaze and said, "Even if it has not been done like this, it would be great. Otherwise, there would be so many aristocratic families in Bailing Island, why did our Pan family head enter the imperial palace once a month? But I was also surprised, why did you say that it would pass once a month? It was really a discussion of the Tao, and it was uncommon for three thousand years. It was strange."

Chu Fan didn't want to think too much about the matter of Panwen family. As long as he could walk the eight thousand miles quietly, he subconsciously saw an ancient tree with a thick trunk bent and circling, twisting like a dragon, but the end of the trunk seemed to be cut off by someone, losing his beauty.

He murmured in a low voice: "No one is too boring. It's a good thing of natural craftsmanship, so he cut off the trunk and head of the tree..."

As he said that, Chu Fan subconsciously glanced at the dragon head lying in the pond, and didn't know what he was thinking. He picked up the stone dragon head and placed it at the end of the ancient tree.

But the next moment, Chu Fan was stunned, and two lines of tears like clear spring flowed out of the dragon's eyes.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Pan Wen almost shocked him and bowed devoutly.

After walking through the ancient temple ruins, we will come to the real Longtan Lake. The pool is called Longhu. It is located on the hillside of the mountain range outside the Wushan Mountains. It is only a thousand feet in a radius, but the water in the pond is really refreshing and cool, as cool as it penetrates the bone marrow.

The weather is half a pound of autumn, and leaves all over the mountains and fields are covered with a layer of light yellow. If the leaves fall like a cold pond, it feels a bit bleak.

Pan Wen hugged his hands on the back of his head, looked at Chu Fan and said, "There is also legendary Longtan Lake, which is transformed by the dragon's eyes. The pool contains a powerful icy and cold aura. Even if I can't stay for two hours after my level 6 Taoist body refining state."

Chu Fan nodded, and the entire mountain was full of legends of immortal traces.

Pan Wen changed his words and said, "But I heard that the water in Longtan Lake is used to make wine or make tea, it is the best, or even the best. I once drank the most famous fairy wine on Bailingjiao Island, which seems to be called 'Longquan Brew'. Good, no wonder a pot costs tens of thousands of top-grade fairy stones, but it's strong enough, but this spring water is not easy to preserve. I heard that it will deteriorate after a short day after leaving the pool."

Chu Fan was thinking a lot and was amazed secretly, not knowing what it would be to bring this pool of water into his own world and whether it would deteriorate.

However, when thinking of the tearful stone dragon head and Pan Wen's words, the pool of water was transformed by the dragon's eyes, and I couldn't bear to try it.

There are still five days before the Wushan Taoism Conference, Chu Fan and the others are still wandering around Wushan.

Pan Wen did not have such a lot of leisure, but seeing that Chu Fan didn't know anything, the interest was like a wave, and he talked loudly and showed off his praise, and there were many of them to show Chu Fan in a teaching tone.

Chu Fan was also happy to listen, knowing that the discussion of Tao was led by two powerful people in the realm of Nirvana, one of whom was a bald donkey, the leader of the first-class Xiaochan Sect.

It is said that the guy has a great Buddhist connection. He failed to practice Taoism when he was young. He lived for decades before he could barely advance to the Xuandan realm. He was a kind of person with a real and poor qualifications. Later, he had an opportunity. According to what the monk said after he had achieved success in his practice, it was a scripture called "Eight Parts Futu". In just over ten years, he realized the Buddhist principles and not only achieved the first magical power of Buddhism, but also used the Eight Parts Futu to lead the ambition of heaven and earth to reach the peak of nirvana. Not only did he establish a sect and establish a sect to make the small Zen sect a first-class force on Bailing Reef Island, and even opposed it from the one in Bailing Imperial Palace.

Of course, these pan articles are all heard of. After all, no one has ever seen a monk named Futu take action. Since they advanced to the realm of nirvana, they have rarely entered the world, but there are all kinds of magical rumors circulating.

I heard that the reason why the old monk came out of the mountain this time was that he realized his chance to ascend to the fairy world to condense the immortal pattern. After this discussion, he would leave the three-point land of the half-immortal corner and head to the real vast fairy world.

Chu Fan kept placing his tsk. How come the corners of the half-immortal corner look like a dragon pool? Whether it is the talented guys in Xiquanzhou or the old monsters who have been in seclusion for many years, their qualifications and mental states do not seem to be worse than the so-called geniuses in the fairy world, and even much better than the core disciples of the Nine Nether Immortal Realm that Chu Fan had met.

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In Bailing Imperial Palace, Bailing slowly got up from the attic, walked down from the attic, and went straight to the Imperial Palace Hall.

An old man had already sat in the hall with a long hair and a young face, but his complexion was not very good.

"Senior Panqi..." If anyone saw this, he would definitely be shocked. Bai Ling, the dignified Bai Ling, the master of Bai Ling, the peak powerhouse in the realm of Nirvana, was so respectful to the old man in front of him.

The old man with snow-haired eyebrows closed his eyes and slowly opened his eyes, his eyes a little confused. He looked at the handsome man who had just walked in, with a hint of indescribable smile: "Here you come."

Bai Ling nodded and asked, "Well, senior, are you okay!"

The old man raised his hand that was slightly trembling and sighed, "Some of it disappointed the island master. With the remaining bloodline of our Pan family, we can suppress the blood demon for up to ten years. But if the monster comes out smoothly, we will definitely break through the ninth level of ordinary grade. No one in the entire semi-immortal realm is his opponent. However, the strong people in the Ten Absolute Illusion Tribulation Realm will be suppressed by unimaginable heaven and earth."

Bai Ling frowned and said in a deep voice for a while: "That's it."

The old man shook his head, "Why are you going to fly directly to the fairy world back then."

As if he knew what Bai Ling thought about the Taoist thoughts in his heart, the old man sighed helplessly, "Well, I can wish you a short time to break through the realm of nirvana and get rid of the oppression of the heavenly way of half-immortal horn, but do you know the consequences of this?"

Bai Ling chuckled softly for a while and said, "At most, it's just that Bai Ta's kid is too murderous, so he's afraid he'll be deviled."

The old man glanced at him and snorted, "Since that's the case, why do you have to teach him the way to become a demon? But that kid has his own chance."

Bai Ling smiled apologetically, "But this time I have to bring seniors together to suffer together. Bai Ling is really sorry in his heart."

The old man said with emotion: "It's just that we are not lucky. This half-immortal corner has encountered such a world. It's ridiculous that those guys who claim to be famous sects in the four continents still don't know that it will be too late to make up for leaks when the disaster comes. But we can't care about that. With our cultivation level, it's good to be able to make up for leaks in this eight thousand miles of island in time."

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It was still one day before Wushan Judao, and Chu Fan and his wife slowly came to the outside of Wushan Judao Square, and there were already a crowd of people.

There is purple air on the top of the mountain, which is in the shape of a dragon and a tiger, which is extremely strange.

When discussing Tao, it is nothing more than an explanation of the way of heaven similar to Zhihuzheye. Chu Fan has never been seen in the past few years.

Of course, according to Pan Wen, this discussion of Taoism is different from the past, and it is not much different from the first exhibition of Taoism in Bailingjiu Island, because the host of the conference is two real peak seniors in the realm of Nirvana, and their cultivation and strength are there. How can it be worse for ordinary monks?

Of course, Chu Fan did not have the idea of ​​being able to enter the realm of enlightenment after listening to the argument. Billions of monks each have their own thoughts of Taoism. The same inheritance may be very different when it comes to everyone. Everything can be forced, not forced!

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