Chapter 668: Sumeru

The fire in the fire pond was burning, and the flames fluttered the flames and the two people's faces were red. Zhen Fan added a stick of wood to the fire, and the low flame slowly began to rise again.
"I like the tranquility here, and I don't even have a small mosquito. After so many years, the tableware has been kept so clean. It is really unexpected. Is it because of your magic?" Melissa knows the magic of Zhen Fan , But she didn't expect it to be so magical, she raised her face and looked at Zhen Fan sitting aside.
"It is Taoism, an ancient inheritance in China. Both Mia and Helena are learning, and the progress is fast. They are the best students I have seen!" Zhen Fan smiled slightly, "You are a strict People, why did I seem to see a completely different you in these two days?"
"Maybe because it's too strict! I sometimes want to relax, this feeling is very strange, because I want to make a living and find a good job, so I am very tight all day long, but... there is a kind of by your side I want to feel relaxed. This time I come to China. Perhaps this is my most relaxing time!
Melissa smiled,
Maybe it’s because my job is so comfortable now and the salary is pretty good! Who is it? I know!"
Zhen Fan smiled and didn't say a word. He knew that he had an affinity for him. Perhaps the Taoist atmosphere of peace and integrity had affected the people around him. But anyway, this is a good thing.
The game that Zhen Fan cooked tasted good. After Melissa finished eating, she leaned on the firepit to talk to Zhen Fan and chatted about her life and her former family. It turned out that Melissa was a single-parent family. She lives with her mother, and when Melissa was studying, she knew work-study to support herself. Also feed the lazy mother.
"It's not easy!" Zhen Fan smiled at Melissa. Melissa didn't speak any more, but leaned quietly on the chair, as if thinking about something. Zhen Fan didn't bother her, watching her slowly fall asleep, he added some wood, and then gently put his coat on her. He walked out slowly.
Sitting in front of the master's tomb for a while, recalling those previous lives, I was filled with emotion. Then I wandered to the top of the mountain. The wind at night was very cool, so I chose a rock and sat down. This is when I was young. A place often brought by Master to meditate. Those marks are not obvious anymore, and the stones are covered with moss.
Zhen Fan lightly wiped it off, and the layer of moss was worn away, and then the shiny stone was exposed. Zhen Fan sat down cross-legged and began to meditate. The Taoist breath immediately flowed throughout his body. He came to meditate with a nostalgic mind, as it was before. This time I just want to experience the taste of childhood.
The night breeze was blowing gently, and Zhen Fan slowly became immersed. But a feeling that I had never felt surged from the bottom of my heart, as if to awaken my own memory. When I was a child, the pictures of my master and I were presented before me one after another. They were so familiar, but Zhen Fan knew that all these were illusions.
"Xiao Fan..." A very soft voice suddenly reached Zhen Fan's ears. Even with a very soft call, he could feel the familiar thing in his bones, it was Master, it was Master. He wanted to open his eyes, but his eyelids were heavy and they opened it with great effort. Yuehua shining into his eyes, and not far from the stone on which he was sitting, his master stood in front of him in a white robe.
"Master!" Zhen Fan yelled, very softly. He knew that this was only the influence of the master phantom in his own heart. If he really regarded it as a master, then he would fall into disarray.
"Stupid boy, I am here!" The voice was so real, making Zhen Fan suspect that this was not his own illusion, but that the real master was right in front of him, but... the master was not dead. Yet? Is it the soul of the master? He has never cared about these, and the master's soul has never appeared.
But it appeared tonight. Just stand in front of yourself. Zhen Fan struggled to get up from the stone, and then walked towards the master step by step with great effort, and stretched out his hand: "Master, where are you now? Are you in heaven? Isn't it in the temple of the Taoist house?"
"Yes, I am there!" The master said as he stretched out his hand, trying to hold Zhen Fan's hand. The hands of the two people touched at that moment, and then a soft breath passed from Zhen Fan's palm. , Yes, he held a hand, a real hand, not the imaginary thing of the soul.
"Ah, you are real, are you really a master?" Zhen Fan couldn't help but yelled, tears flowed out, yes, for so many years, I have been alone in this world, except for the master. This only relative, this kind of family blood has penetrated into his bones.
"Master, you are alive, do you have to become a great road? Can you live forever?" Zhen Fan couldn't help holding his master tightly, tears streaming down his face, even soaking his master's robe. It's true that the tears are soaking into the clothes, all of this is so real.
"Xiao Fan missed you so much!" Zhen Fan couldn't help his heartache. After so many years of living alone, he had hidden all the sad things in his heart. At this moment, he couldn't help it anymore, crying bitterly. Runny nose, hugged Master tightly, for fear that he would disappear in the next moment.
"Don't leave the disciple, OK?"
"Chi'er, Chi'er, why would I not leave? Birth, old age, sickness and death, even if you are practicing Taoism, you can't escape these reincarnations, unless you succeed on the road, or even if you live for one or two hundred years, or even longer, you still can't escape the catastrophe. , Master is unable to cultivate, so there will be life and death, and of course there will be reincarnation!"
"Is there really reincarnation?" Zhen Fan raised his head and looked at the master.
"Yeah, there really is reincarnation. I don’t know where to reincarnate or what kind of person I will be in reincarnation, but... these are not more than missed. You are successful in Taoism and are talented. Maybe you will explore the great road. But... it still depends on chance, and understanding alone is not enough."
"The disciple knows!" As soon as Zhen Fan heard that, Master was still about to enter the cycle of reincarnation, his mood suddenly became a little sad, especially the master did not know where he would reincarnate or who he would become!
"It's good to know, it's good to know!" The master smiled, and reached out and touched Zhen Fan's head. Just as he was about to speak, suddenly the wind and clouds in the sky suddenly changed, and the dark clouds rolled over Zhen Fan and Master's heads. Master looked up and said to Zhen Fan solemnly, "This is the Tribulation of Heaven. When I came out to see you, the secrets of the heaven have been messed up. The Tribulation is coming, I think I can't escape this time!" His face is solemn when he puts together.
"No, no, Heavenly Tribulation can't hurt you, I want to fight with Heaven!" Zhen Fan suddenly showed a stubborn energy, with a thought, a peach wood sword in his hand, and then pointed the sword to the sky , Shouted loudly, "The catastrophe can't destroy the happiness of human relations. If you dare to cross my master, I will fight you!"
It seems that after hearing Zhen Fan’s roar, the dark clouds suddenly gathered more and more, lightning flashed from time to time in the dark clouds, ready to strike down with infinite thunderpower at any time, to teach this ignorant arrogance who dares to challenge the sky. The guy, the more and more intense murderous air, filled the whole surroundings.
Looking back at his master again, he didn't know when he had entered the state of meditation. He sat cross-legged as if he were a statue, holding the tactics in his hands, and the wind was blowing on his clothes, hunting and hunting. Obviously, his master had already forgotten, and he didn't know what Zhen Fan was doing.
This is the result of accepting the fate given by the tribulation, Zhen Fan retracted his eyes, suddenly bit the tip of his tongue, sprayed a sip of blood on the peach wood sword, and suddenly the wood sword glowed with glory, isn't it just thunder and lightning? I also summon thunder and lightning to see who is more powerful, Zhen Fan thought, the mind was activated, and suddenly beyond the tired point of that day, there were snake-like lightning flashing in the clouds, obviously, two strands Thunder and lightning are intertwined in the clouds.
Zhen Fan's face was solemn, and he wielded a wooden sword, and he commanded the thunder, lightning, rain, and thunder that he had summoned in the clouds. He only saw the lightning in the clouds making the sound of "bi-stripping", sometimes like two bright white lights. The dragons are intertwined, sometimes like two fish swimming side by side.
The battle became more and more intense, the sound of lightning "bi-peeling" became louder and louder, and at this time the thunder began to be heard deafeningly, as if to tear the sky apart. Zhen Fan’s movement of wielding the wooden sword became slower and slower, and the pressure he was under increased. Obviously, Jie Lei was not so easy to suppress. Its power was much stronger than Zhen Fan imagined, but Zhen Everyone has a belief and protects his master.
"Bi Bo" heard a very loud lightning sound. The lightning pierced the sky and rushed out of the clouds, tearing the sky in half as if it was far away from Zhen Fan this time. But Zhen Fan knew that next time, Lightning would be closer to him, because his resistance was getting weaker and weaker.
Another flash of lightning, almost shot out from the clouds, until it reached the ground, it was attracted a little bit by Zhen Fan's power~EbookFREE.me~ but it blasted a large rock next to it to pieces.
"No, no, I must protect the master!" Zhen Fan suddenly gathered all his strength, and the wooden sword sprayed blood again, and then the whole person turned into a flash of lightning and rushed towards the clouds.
A flash of "Bi Bo" lightning hit Zhen Fan's body with great power. It straightly knocked Zhen Fan down from the top of the clouds, and then heard a loud "bang", Zhen Fan felt his body just It seems to have become pieces of fragments, floating gently.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Layer golden. There was no thunder and lightning, no dark clouds, and no master, and he was still sitting on the rock.
As if it was something in another space. Another space? Zhen Fan was thinking of this idea, and suddenly his whole body appeared in a space. Seeing this change, Zhen Fan could not help but cried out in surprise. He knows what space this is. When his mind moved, he unexpectedly came out again.
Nasumi is mustard seed! A realm of Taoism, he actually broke through a realm in a night of suffering and interweaving. (To be continued...) u