Leisurely cultivating life

Chapter 648
Zhou Fan looked at the scene of the crowd on the podium, stretched out his right hand, and pressed them briefly to return them to their respective positions. Then, he continued to talk about the following content.

Around the four sides behind the podium, the scenes of the paintings suddenly shone brightly, and the inner charms were completely displayed in front of everyone, and there was a mysterious voice in their hearts explaining the true meaning of them.

Visualization map? !

Everyone's mood changed again, ecstasy, shock, worry about gain and loss, all kinds of emotions came to their hearts.

They who have already obtained the method of visualization naturally know that only the method of visualization is not enough, and a visualization map is also needed.

After all, although the Tao is in all things, how can they find the hidden Tao from it, who have not even reached the realm of Qi refining.

To reach this kind of realm, at least it is the realm of Dongxu Zhenjun.

Therefore, it is necessary to have a visualization map, which contains the God of Observation.

Otherwise, if you think about it randomly, there may be a wrong step, even if it is the end of the soul being damaged.

As Zhou Fan began to speak, the sounds of the immortals blew out, the auspicious colors were billions of strands, the viburnum flowers were endless, and the purple thunder became more and more intense. At the foot of the mountain, there was a mass of monks, spirits, and beasts lying down or sitting in darkness. They couldn't hear those contents, but they could hear some vague voices, watching the billowing purple thunder.

There is fear in my heart, but I can't bear to part with this mysterious Taoist voice.

After arriving in January.

"The way of visualization, so far, has been taught, and the rest of the way depends on you!"

After Zhou Fan finished speaking the last word, a sudden change occurred.

The entire Xuanlian Peak shines brightly, and the auspicious radiance of the sun hangs down like a nine-day Milky Way.

There are fairy voices singing, and inexplicable Taoist rhyme sounds from the nothingness in the dark.

Golden light spots appeared out of thin air, like fireflies, flying above Zhou Fan's head, and a steady stream of light spots condensed into a ball of light.

Everything is for all living beings, for goodness, and for meritorious deeds.

Gong is good deeds, and virtue is kindness.

To put it simply, gong is a kind of power; virtue is a kind of self-cultivation.

Sublimating self-cultivation into a kind of power to help others is called merit.

Zhou Fan opened the way of visualization, and opened the door of practice that was closed to them for thousands of people in the world without immortal roots.

This is merit.

In fact, Zhou Fan was somewhat unexpected about this merit.

The golden light that flutters and falls spreads all over Xuanlian Peak. Under the influence of merit, all the flowers, bamboos, plants and trees in Xuanlian Peak sprout branches one after another, blooming their own figures.

As soon as Zhou Fan thought about it, dazzling lights erupted from the pictures around the podium in an instant, and went straight to the sky, sinking into an unpredictable place in the dark. It was an area that even Zhou Fan could not detect. Enter with the power of the origin of the way of heaven from the vast abyss world.

And at the foot of the mountain, a group of monks, beasts, and countless pairs of eyes saw the bright Xuanlian Peak. Amidst the countless rays of light, a purple thunder beam suddenly rushed to it, piercing the sky and entering the endless sky. Above the sky, the great world of Zhongtian was shaken.

A little bit of gold, blue, and yellow three-color light falls, illuminating the sky.

……

The Imperial Court of the Great Han Dynasty is on a mountain as high as [-] zhang, with jagged rocks and waterfalls.

On the top of the mountain, there are few birds and animals, but it is a snow scene. The qiongzhi sways gently, and the white snow particles and ice crystals fall from the branches like flying flowers, which are like a dream.

A quiet and quaint small courtyard is hidden in the white snow, surrounded by a green space with blooming flowers, singing birds and fragrant flowers, and a sparse forest in the center of the green space.

In the small courtyard, Liu Qi and Lu Zhengyan were playing chess leisurely. Seeing the corners of his mouth slightly raised, it seemed that the situation had improved a lot recently.

Suddenly, the whole mountain trembled, and Liu Qi stood up abruptly, his expression no longer as relaxed as before.

The expression was startled and horrified, this kind of power...

He turned his eyes to the direction of the vibration, and saw a soaring purple beam of light connecting the sky and the earth. Even if it was separated by an endless and distant border, it could not reduce its power by a single bit. The colorful radiance fluttered down, covering the whole world, and some even fell in the small courtyard.

Liu Qi stretched out his palm, trying to catch the three-color brilliance, but the three-color brilliance was completely unaffected by him, and fell to the ground on its own, before disappearing without a trace.

Desperately using all kinds of magical powers, secret methods, and even the innate spirit treasure he just obtained, but Liu Qi still could only watch helplessly as the three-color radiance disappeared slowly.

Recalling the feeling just now, Liu Qi was horrified. Thanks to the help of the emperor and teacher, he was no longer the old and weak emperor in just over seventy years. After the fate of the Han Dynasty, he thought to himself that he was the one who was famous all over the world. Daqian, even Zhou Fan, who wields the four Final Yan swords, could not get rid of him.

After all, he, who is connected with the fate of the Han Dynasty, cannot beat him, but he has the entire Han Dynasty as his defense.

But compared with this power, it is like fireflies competing for the bright moon, there is no comparison at all.

Completely beyond the scope of their own understanding.

"Lu Qing!"

Liu Qi looked at Lu Zhengyan with a gloomy face.

His plan had reached the last moment, and he could not accept such an uncontrollable accident at this time.

Lu Zhengyan cupped his hands and understood what Liu Qi meant.

"This is merit!"

At this moment, an indifferent voice resounded in the small courtyard.

Liu Qi was not surprised but happy, turned around, looked at the barefoot young man in Taoist robe, and said with joy: "Master, what can you teach me?"

"The merit is now, I think that day will come soon." The Qingjuan youth looked up at the purple thunder beam that pierced the sky, and said slightly.

"Master Emperor, you mean..."

Liu Qi's complexion changed, and he tried his best to suppress his voice.

"The time has come, we can start to prepare!" Qingjuan looked at Liu Qi and said slowly.

"Is it going to start?" Lu Zhengyan, who was on the side, was stunned when he heard this.

Even knowing that there will be such a day in the end, but when the emperor said it from the mouth of the emperor, he still couldn't help feeling a little sigh.

After all, as the prime minister of the Han Dynasty, he participated in Liu Qi's plan from the beginning to the end, so he naturally knew that once it started, it would be a path of failure or success.

It's just that, apart from this, the empire has no other choice.

Due to internal and external difficulties, the empire is already plagued by miscellaneous diseases. Only by using harsh methods to remove the source of the disease can it be possible to regain its new life.

"Lu Qing, on the Confucian side, you need to worry more!" Liu Qi said solemnly.

"I take orders!" Lu Zhengyan cupped his hands.

After discussing some other matters, Liu Qi looked at the Qingjuan young emperor teacher, thought for a while, and asked, "Emperor teacher, do you know who is the person who caused this merit?"

(End of this chapter)