Leisurely cultivating life

Everyone bowed and said respectfully: "Master."

One of the teachers came out out of the crowd, bowed and said: "I have seen the palace chief."

Chapter 701

Three days later, Zhongtaki Prefecture Academy suddenly issued an edict, and more than [-] students including Ye Xuan were expelled from school for violating palace discipline and harming their classmates.

And Han Yu was transformed into Yuanhai, and he will never be able to embark on the road of cultivation again forever.

After another ten days, the Zhonglongfu Academy dismissed several teachers and high-level officials one after another. If you are careful, you will find that these people have extraordinary relationships with the Han family.It is precisely because of them that the Han family can have a mid-upper position in Zhonglong Mansion.

At this time, Chisong came to an attic under the leadership of a school teacher.

"Senior Song, please go this way."

Chi Song followed the teacher up the spacious wooden building where five people can walk side by side, until they reached the top of the fifteenth floor.

Sweeping around, I found that this place can hold thousands of people.

As far as the eye can see, there are rows of mahogany bookshelves.

Pointing to the jade slip albums in front of him, the scholar said proudly: "Although my school in Chonglong Prefecture has only been established for [-] years, its predecessor was the Qiyun Palace of the former dynasty, which has a long history. Most of the fog pictures here are also the same. Inherited from Qiyun Palace."

Chisong nodded and walked a few steps away.

Suddenly, I felt something strange in the induction, turned my head to look to one side, and saw more than [-] pieces of gold and jade leaves placed on the bookshelf, which was very different from the arrangement on the other bookshelves.

The scholar followed his gaze and couldn't help but praised: "Senior, you have good eyesight. These Jane leaves were found by the Qiyun Palace from the misty land back then, but the words on them may have been passed down from the Hongwu God Kingdom. Now No one knows."

Chi Song stepped forward and took a piece of Jane leaf. He could recognize it with a sweep of his mind and his pupils froze.

The words carried in Jian Ye are all Shamanic.

In the ancient times of the universe, the mighty were respected as 'shamans', possessing great wisdom.

The words written by the shamans are called "shaman scripts".

"In this way, this Hongwu Divine Kingdom may be a certain part of the ancient human race. Which part would it be?"

Chi Song secretly thought in his heart.

In ancient times, there was no concept of 'country'.

Humans are settled in tribes and obey the more powerful tribes.

And being able to have "Wuwen" means that this tribe has shamans, and they can be crowned with the name of the tribe and be remembered by the world.

It's a pity that he has no research on shamanism, and he doesn't know what the information carried in the shamanism in Jian Yezhong is.

……

The universe is present.

Zhou Fan raised his head, his eyes were deep.

In his eyes, the entire fairy world seemed to be filled with an endlessly desolate and heavy atmosphere.

At the same time, there are air masses of different sizes, which seem to be endless as far as the eye can see.

The colorful colors, either gather or disperse, or disperse or gather, give people a sense of grotesque dream, and derive various strange changes.

Zhou Fan's mind infiltrated all kinds of air masses, and in an instant, he seemed to enter one scene after another.

It was also like a person who had countless—dreams overnight.

Or in the drizzle on the green hills, brew tea in the small pavilions in the mountains to enjoy the scenery.

Or be poor and have a good scripture, fail in your life, and be alone in old age.

Or after repeated trials and failures, they rebel in anger and sweep the world.

Wait, wait, all kinds of things.

Only at this moment, Zhou Fan experienced all kinds of separation and separation in life.

Ordinary people sleep and dream too much at night, and still feel lack of energy during the day, and even if they fall into a dream and cannot wake up, they will have nightmares.

And if a monk has so many dreams at once, his spiritual thoughts will be transformed into thousands, each of which is not subordinate to each other, separated from each other, but also connected, and the memories in the dreams are like a tide, pouring in and flowing in continuously.

At that time, even if the divine thoughts are boundless and divided into tens of thousands, the power will be as weak as ordinary people, perhaps even worse than ordinary people.

At this moment, every Taoist monarch who entered the fairyland, unknowingly, layers of light and shadow emerged all over his body.

And inside, there are one scene after another, and in each scene, there is a 'he' going through it.

A kind of dreamy, hazy power permeates the fairyland.

between truth and fiction,

As time went by, in the fairy sky, this kind of breath became stronger and stronger, filling up, down, left, and right.

In Immortal Heaven, in a region.

There is a bright picture scroll above a person's head, inside which are bubbles that are constantly arising and dying, intertwined into a grotesque picture, hazy and blurred, and the face cannot be seen clearly.

Cranes dance around, and cicadas hum.

There is a misty rain again, and the chill hits people.

All kinds of scenes are intertwined, and people standing under them seem to be in the middle of a painting, changing every moment.

Suddenly, the person under the scroll raised his head, his eyes were covered with a layer of hazy brilliance, which flowed erratically, showing a kind of power that pierced the world, and cast it outside.

next moment.

Continuous visions appeared in his eyes.

Numerous visions, carrying unfathomable power, descended on the fairyland, menacing.

"Shameless!"

The voices of the people under the picture scroll were bitter and indeterminate.

In her opinion, she has already obtained the inheritance of the immortal heaven and has achieved success in cultivation, so she should inherit this immortal heaven and re-establish the mountain gate.

Others, though, apparently don't think so.

And she herself, being able to cultivate to such a state, has superior aspirations and aptitude, and quickly calmed down all the negative emotions in her heart.