Leisurely cultivating life

Chapter 139: True Dharma, Heaven and Earth (12)

"Zhou Fan, disciple of Yuxu, respectfully invite the head of the sect to look after you."

As soon as the words fell, Zhou Fan suddenly felt in a trance, without sound or image, without light or sound, in a distant place, lost in the emptiness.

"Boom~~~"

A huge dharma statue covering the sky and the sun stands between the sky and the earth. Compared with it, the ten-foot-long spaceship is just a speck of dust.

"Is this the real Fatian Xiangdi?" Standing on the deck, Zhou Fan raised his head with a look of amazement.

Others stood here, but their minds were divided into two, manipulating the huge figure in front of them.

Powerful, powerful, incomparably powerful.

Zhou Fan only felt that he was better than ever before, his mana was powerful, his soul was powerful, and his thinking was much faster than before. If I really want to give an example, it would be the speed of a turtle and the speed of light.

He controlled the huge Dharma image and took a step forward.

"Boom~~~"

The earth was like fragile quicksand, shattered into pieces, and slid down, revealing a huge palm print.

Now he only feels that he can pierce the sky and overturn the earth with one hand, and he exudes a domineering arrogance that is the only one in the sky and the earth.

Of course, this is only temporary. This Dharma image can only last for a quarter of an hour, and it will disappear after a quarter of an hour.

At that time, Zhou Fan will still be a little monk at the Golden Core stage.

As the saying goes, standing tall and seeing far away, Zhou Fan saw a small shell in the distance, with a familiar person inside, chasing and beating five black-robed men.

"I didn't expect this old clapper to be so powerful." Zhou Fan rubbed his chin.

"Wow, what a giant." The little guy opened his mouth wide in surprise.

Zhou Fan rolled his eyes and had an idea in his mind, "Xiaoxuan, do you want to see the Wuzhi Mountain of the Tathagata Buddha?"

"Really?" The little guy's eyes lit up.

"Well, Xiaoxuan will be able to see it soon." Zhou Fan looked into the distance.

……

At this time, there was a stream of light coming towards Zhou Fan at high speed. When it saw the huge figure, the stream of light suddenly stopped, revealing a figure, and stayed in mid-air.

"Fa Tian Xiang Di in the Dao Realm?"

The figure looked at this scene with a gloomy and uncertain expression, with a hint of horror, apprehension and fear in his expression, as well as a hint of unwillingness.

After a while, the figure's expression flickered, and a decision had been made in his heart. He glanced at Zhou Fan's direction, resentment flickered, and his figure flashed instantly.

He wanted to retreat, the Dao Composite Realm was not something he could deal with, if he did it forcefully, he would lose his life instead.

"Come, don't leave." Hong Dao's voice resounded through the sky.

Zhou Fan also wants to stage a scene of "Wuzhishan" for his niece. If he is allowed to leave, wouldn't his uncle be very embarrassed.

"Xiaoxuan, look out, Wuzhishan is here." Zhou Fan did not forget to remind the little guy.

Manipulating the Dharma with the mind, a huge unimaginable palm fell straight down from the sky, thousands of feet?lofty?One hundred thousand feet?

No one knows the exact size of this palm, only that the scattered palm prints of that giant hand are like majestic mountains stretching for thousands of miles, and each finger is like a heaven-penetrating mountain!

In the terrified and shocked gaze of that figure, the big palm that covered the sky and the sun suddenly slapped it down.

"Boom~~~"

Landslides and ground cracks, real landslides and ground cracks, ground fires emerged, rivers diverted, and countless towering mountains, under the palm of one hand, all turned into dust and turned into a plain.

"Does it look good?" Retracting the Linglong Tower, Zhou Fan reached out and closed the little guy's jaw that was about to drop.

"Uncle, I want to learn, I want to learn..." The little guy was bouncing up and down with a happy expression.

"Hey, this, I can only learn it when Xiaoxuan grows up." Zhou Fan coaxed his niece without blushing.

He wanted to teach, but he didn't have the ability.

"Ah, when will I grow up?" The little guy asked with his eyes wide open.

"Well, when you are as tall as my uncle, you will grow up." Zhou Fan gestured.

As a child, she forgets things very quickly. When she grows up, whether she can remember or not is the same thing.

such as--

"Look, ice cream, chocolate flavor." It's hard for Zhou Fan to make chocolate, thanks to Dayanzhu.

Dayanzhu said: He wants to be quiet!

Eating ice cream, the little guy is no longer asking about growing up.

"Go back to your room and eat, don't be seen by your grandpa."

The ice cream method is still very useful, and the little guy ran back to his room obediently with his short legs.

"By the way, I'm at a loss if I count it as a nuclear bomb blowing up mosquitoes." Looking at the huge palm print, Zhou Fan felt a little pain in his heart, and his heart was bleeding.

There are only three ways in total, and only one is used like this.

Feeling this earthshaking power, Zhou Fan always felt that he had to do something, otherwise it would be too bad.

"Uncle Yu, this disciple is here to save you!" Accompanied by a loud voice, Zhou Fan urged the 'Xian Tian Yi Qi Da Capture', and a big hand that was easy to turn and slapped horizontally.

When Yu Jingcheng, who was having fun, heard this, his heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly said, "Don't..." He hasn't played enough yet.

"Crack~~~"

With a crisp sound, the big shell that trapped Yu Jingcheng shattered, shattered...

"Pfft~"

The shell was broken, and the five men in black robes who were still alive just now spit out their blood all over the floor as if they didn't want money.

This shell is the treasure of the enemy that the five of them worked together to accumulate with blood essence, and it has long been inseparable from them.

"Let's go!" The five of them were decisive, and their figures flashed.

"Dare to hurt my uncle, where do you go!" Zhou Fan yelled, and suddenly grabbed it with his big hand, like a monkey fishing for the moon, and quickly grabbed it.

"I was hurt, why didn't I know!"

Yu Jingcheng's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, and he watched Zhou Fan's performance quietly.

"Crack~"

Like an electric mosquito swatter swatting mosquitoes, all five black-robed men fell into their palms.

"Uncle Master, this disciple has already captured the person who hurt you, you see how to deal with it." Wan Zhang spread his big hand flat, and five dust particles lay on the palm of his hand.

The voice was so loud that veins popped in Yu Jingcheng's forehead, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

"what ever."

Zhou Fan is a very obedient and good junior.

I saw him—

Put your hands together and squeeze gently!
Well, I won't describe this disgusting picture.

In short, these five black-robed men died without any scum left.

"Uncle, what do you think of the disciple's treatment like this?"

"it is good."

"……"silence!
"Master, what a coincidence!" Zhou Fan tried to liven up the atmosphere.

"Well, what a coincidence."

"..." Silence again!
"Master, why don't you come and sit with me?" Zhou Fan invited.

"Forget it, let me see how much you have improved over the years."

With a flash of his figure, Yu Jingcheng came to the spaceship.

"Disciple, thank you uncle for protecting you in secret!" Zhou Fan saluted.

The moment he saw Yu Jingcheng, he had guessed it, otherwise there would be such a coincidence.

Although he has the talisman to avoid evil, he is still very grateful for Yu Jingcheng's care and protection.

"You are so capable, why do you need the protection of your uncle." Yu Jingcheng glanced at Zhou Fan, and said angrily.

(End of this chapter)