Leisurely cultivating life

Zhou Fan's sleeves shook slightly, and in the blink of an eye, Ba Lie's will slowly retreated.

"Endless Boundary Sea, the universe and the heavens..."

Zhou Fan, who had a scarlet red sword mark between his eyebrows, was surrounded by ancient seals of killing in four colors, and his eyes were filled with amazement.

At this moment, what he sees, who has joined the Dao world, is far more and deeper than what he saw before.

In his eyes, he could see the endless sea of ​​realms.

Every moment seems to be the birth and death of immeasurable worlds, and it seems to be growing all the time.

Especially when looking at the great world of Zhongtian, every inch of land and every inch of space carries a sense of immortality.

He reckoned in his heart that even if he fought with all his strength in this great world of Zhongtian, he would not be able to damage the origin of this world.

Even if the sky and the earth are overturned and the void is shattered.

As far as Zhongtian Great World is concerned, it has no impact at all, and it will recover in a very short time.

With the eyes of the sky running, the great world of Zhongtian seemed to represent all the mysteries of the world in Zhou Fan's eyes!

Suspended in the endless sea of ​​boundaries, the brilliance is infinite, and the mystery is incomparable.

In his perception, it became more and more simple and heavy.

It seems that every inch of its land has passed through tens of thousands of years, detached from the world, and truly overlooking the world!

While the mind was flowing, the void folded, and a golden light crossed the endless sea of ​​​​boundaries, sinking into the center of the heavens, the source of all worlds——

Zhongtian Big World!

……

When Zhou Fan came to the Kunlun Mountains of Dongshengzhou, many monks were already waiting here.

Call ~

The void moved slightly, and wisps of law rippled.

The dim purple-gold light flashed past, and Zhou Fan's figure emerged above the Kunlun Mountains.

His body was neither tall nor big, and he was covered in a white robe.

His physique is neither strong nor weak, he doesn't wear armor, and he doesn't wear magic weapons.

The complexion is flawless and moist, simple and casual.

The black hair hangs down the back, without a trace of modification, but it has a calmness that returns to nature.

The lead is washed away, the strength is round and not angular, it is round and harmonious, and there is a little red mark between the eyebrows.

This is the boarding place of Zhu Xian's Four Swords!

All the monks waiting here were shocked.

Only a very small number of them can feel the terrifying power contained in that seemingly ordinary body.

In their eyes, Zhou Fan is as unfathomable as a deep black hole.

It is far better than when I was stepping on the road.

"We congratulate the Taoist Lord, the heaven and the earth are united, and the life is as long as the sky!"

Everyone bowed their hands in unison to congratulate Zhou Fan.

Of course, the latter sentence is just a polite word.

And Daojun, after joining the Dao, can call "Daojun", which is a common name.

After all, in the Immortal Dao, there are various methods of cultivation, and each family is different, and they are unified for the sake of easy names.

With a smile on his face, Zhou Fan slightly cupped his hands in return, and said.

"Zhou Fan, thank you fellow daoists for your congratulations."

Most of these are people from his own sect, and in the past, they were all his elders.

As for the remaining half, they are members of the sect close to Yuxu.

At this moment, on the way to Yuxu, there are still many powerful people in the Dao realm coming.

Zhou Fan knew that this was unavoidable, and monks also had human relations.

After some mutual flattery, Zhou Fan just escaped.

……

Kunlun Mountain is still the same, it has not been seen for more than a thousand years, and it has not changed a single bit, and it is eternal.

Stepping on the familiar road and looking at the familiar scenery, Zhou Fan didn't stop until he reached a high mountain covered by a phoenix phoenix tree on top of a mountain.

"I am back!"

He whispered softly, as if he was talking to a certain beauty.

"It's coming, it's coming soon..."

After a moment of silence, Zhou Fan stepped onto Yujing Mountain.

I haven't come back for more than a thousand years, and Yujing Mountain has changed a lot. The spiritual grass and flowers can be seen everywhere, and I can vaguely see the spiritual field I planned at the beginning, and the vitality pool...

When he reached the top of the mountain, looking at the four figures that he hadn't seen for more than a thousand years, Zhou Fan stopped, with a bright smile on his face.

"Junior Brother Lou, Junior Brother Lu, Junior Brother Chang, Junior Brother Zhen..."

There was a pause for a moment, and there was a tremolo in Zhou Fan's tone.

"It's been a long time!"

Silence, long silence...

Until, as always, a fat man opened the topic.

"Eldest brother, you are a thousand years late for this jar of wine!"

Zhen Depang held a wine jar in his hand.

"It's the brother who is not good, he should be punished!"