"It must be, it must be Kunlun Fairyland! Seeing is true, hearing is false. When has it been, can't you still see it? Master Xuanyang was a little excited.

After saying that, Taoist Master Xuanyang had already knelt down, with great piety and respect. He had done enough Taoist etiquette and was even more muttering.

"The immortal road reopens, the Tianmen reappears, and finally I see hope. My ancestors of Xuanyang Temple, have you seen it? Such a fairyland, immortality is expected."

Looking at Master Xuanyang's appearance, Huang Santai and Zhang Jingsi were a little embarrassed. Wu Jun looked resentful and wanted to speak a few words, but Zhang Jingsi stopped him: "Forget it, let Master Xuanyang vent his feelings first. He is different from me. We are all compromises after the Dharma-Ending End. To put it bluntly, it is just a kind of compromise and change that cannot be achieved by high or low. He is different. The Xuanyang Guan lineage has been passed down for thousands of years. It is all a single lineage. Could it be that he can't find more and more suitable successors? It is not like this, but limited resources. It is simply a good idea to have one of the resources in the past. It cannot support more consumption at all."

Huang Santai also said slowly: "It's true. What is this? There is no light now, so this huge door hole is probably more than ten meters high and six or seven meters wide. This colorful light curtain is like a layer of film. What exactly does it make up?"

In front of such unknown things, everyone is a novice who has no knowledge. At this moment, there are many huge rocks falling around the canyons, and there are even a whole piece of Kunlun jade exposed outside. But compared to the scene in front of you, no one cares about those things.

The originally complete mountain peak was slashed off due to vibration, smooth as a mirror and cut by a knife. It was located in the middle of the huge stone wall. A rectangular door hole, more than six meters wide and about fifteen meters high, was presented in front of everyone. This area was full of shimmering, like moving. The specific description is just like the color on the bubbles when we were young. However, the bubbles were transparent, and there was a milky white background color in front of us.

"Master Xuanyang, don't be excited. No matter what it is, we have to go up and take a look. Could it be that you can live forever by kneeling here?" Wu Jun said, with a faint sarcasm in his words.

With the proposal of the Wu Jun, the four of them continued to move forward and stood in front of them at close range, and the shock became even stronger.

"Magic axe! The creation of heaven and earth. What is this? It can still be seen in the middle of the night, but there is no light radiating out. Only by standing here can you feel some light sources." Huang Santai said slowly.

"Don't!" Zhang Jingsi suddenly exclaimed.

Everyone looked in the sound and Wu Jun had already reached out to touch the light curtain. Just when everyone was worried, Wu Jun's fingers had entered the light curtain, first with fingers, then with the whole palm, and then with the whole arm. Wu Jun was also brave. He took a step forward and half of his body entered the light curtain.

"The following is real, I can feel my feet stepping on the ground." Wu Jun said, then looked at everyone and said, "Instead of guessing here, it's better to go in and take a look. I want to know what's behind it. If it's an opportunity, it's better. If it's a disaster, I'll fight back."

After saying that, Wu Jun was completely immersed in the light curtain. Looking at Wu Jun who disappeared in front of him, Zhang Jingsi and others didn't know what to say.

At this moment, Taoist Master Xuanyang also said excitedly: "Yes, the fairyland. The classics of my sect have also been mentioned. In ancient times, all kinds of powerful temples were opened up. There must be traces left by immortals here!"

After saying that, Taoist Master Xuanyang ran in excitedly because the pearls and jade of Wu Jun were in front of him. Taoist Master Xuanyang didn't even test anything. He ran in directly.

Zhang Jingsi looked at Huang Santai and looked at each other, and said with a wry smile: "Master Huang, let's go together."

Huang Santai also nodded and said, "What else can I do? I can only go in."

Zhang Jingsi took out his cell phone and sent a message, then turned to look at Zhao Sen and said, "Let's go in and check what this is. Xiao Zhao, arrange it. If we don't come out, you report to the above immediately."

...

It's the evening at the end of July. It's early morning.

Zhang Tao was just about to rest, but his phone prompted him for Didi and then saw a message. In an instant, Zhang Tao's face also changed.

At this time, Chen Fan did not fall asleep. On the two-story small building, downstairs was a clinic, and on the four-bedroom room upstairs was Chen Fan's home. There was also a small corridor balcony outside the backyard. There were many flower tanks fixed under the eaves, which looked unique like a light luxury homestay or a cultural inn.

The lights in the room were on, and Chen Fan rarely did not sleep. The computer on the table was still on, and the picture was a picture of Go. At this moment, as Chen Fan dropped a white piece, a big dragon in the black chess was strangled directly.

The other party was silent for a while, and then typed a line of words: "Who are you? It's not an exaggeration to rely on your chess skills. But why haven't you seen your style?"

Chen Fan looked at it and smiled. This piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are still useful. Not only Go, but Chen Fan is extremely proficient in various chess genres, just like studying for a lifetime.

When I was watching TV series before, Chen Fan envied those powerful people. Now he has been a big deal.

After a while, the other party did not speak, but directly voted to admit defeat. As the picture changed, Chen Fan laughed and said, "Haha, this feels okay. It's just that this opponent is a little weak, and it's not very satisfying to win."

"Brother, you are still not satisfied. I have been with you for a day. But if you accompany me, you will lose. But if you lose, you will lose. Brother, you are a little bit wrong with your interest. I have to say one last sentence. I really have no words to think about." Just behind Chen Fan's large computer screen, Qi Xiaojia poked her head out and said with a grievance.

Chen Fan looked at Qi Xiaojia without saying anything, and Qi Xiaojia immediately became timid: "Brother, let's continue!"

Chen Fan stood up and said, "This is still the same. Xiaojia, are you a little dissatisfied? Why don't I call your father and talk to you? Didn't this agree? I won't delay your work. You, Xiaoguang, Taozi and Fatty, each of you, each of you, will play chess with me at night. It's only been so long that you've been complaining. It's really not possible. You are far inferior to Sun Dafei. Even the lotus is not as good as the lotus."

"Who is Sun Dafei? Who is Lotus?" Qi Xiaojia looked confused. Then he smiled and said, "Brother, I was wrong, can't I be wrong? Otherwise, we will continue and fight for three hundred rounds, don't worry, I have thought about all the lines this time. I am Master Jiudan!"

"Forget it!" Chen Fan waved his hand, just a test. He really thought I wanted to play chess. He really thought I was so naive that I wanted someone to play roles. This is not a young lady, and he can't keep up with the role-playing scenes.

Chen Fan had only one purpose in doing this, to test these guys. Now, these guys are so difficult and cooperate so well. It’s not easy. It seems that the things Zhang Jingsi said before were adopted. Otherwise, it would be impossible to attach so much importance to himself.

Thinking of this, Chen Fan felt a little worried. He said he was talking happily. But this was all swearing around, so there would be no problem.

"I can't finish it anymore. I'll draw a painting." When Chen Fan thought of this, he suddenly became a little irritated.

Spread out rice paper, grind ink, and prepare materials, the huge desk next to it was immediately cleaned and ready. Chen Fan pondered for a moment and began to write!

As the whole person entered a creative state, Chen Fan's emotions calmed down. After a while, a sunrise on Mount Tai jumped on the paper. Between the clouds and the sea of ​​fog, a hazy scene. On the top of the mountain, the scenery in the distance appeared and was faintly visible in the clouds and fog. A red sun rose in the distance.

The artistic conception also came out. Chen Fan nodded with satisfaction when he saw it. It was great! It was really good. This picture was amazing. He was no longer afraid of anything now. He had skills such as piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. At this level, who dared to say that he was a fake master? He didn't need to do it himself.

Qi Xiaojia was stunned by the side, with spiritual energy. He could feel that the painting contained rich spiritual energy and that artistic conception.

Live in Emei, if you want to talk about sunrise, the sunrise in Emei is also very famous. Qi Xiaojia practices martial arts every day, and she goes back and forth from bottom to top, and she also sees sunrises. But she has never seen such a good painting before.

Suddenly, Qi Xiaojia seemed to have returned to the day of practicing martial arts in her hometown. Before she knew it, Qi Xiaojia was mobilized all over. The latest basic internal skills and mental methods of learning began to work.

But this feeling comes quickly and goes quickly. Just as Chen Fan walked around, Qi Xiaojia was alarmed. Looking at Chen Fan, Qi Xiaojia said directly: "Brother, I really like your painting. What if I sell it to me?"

"What are you selling? It's rare that you've played with me all night, take it away. Get out quickly, I'm going to rest too." Chen Fan waved his hand indifferently.

Isn’t it just a painting? In Chen Fan’s opinion, this painting is just a work to calm his emotions. When painting, he felt anxious and had a strong mood. It is not a masterpiece. If you have the skills in hand, then you can still get as much as you want?

As for money, Chen Fan is no longer as persistent as before. He has already gone through that process.

"Brother, I'll come with you tomorrow." Qi Xiaojia said and ran out immediately.

Chen Fan smiled, but frowned the next moment: "I always feel something wrong with this."

After washing up, Chen Fan began to practice. The last time he practiced, his whole body was different. His martial arts cultivation also made great progress. Chen Fan probably had his current strength at least the third level of the acquired level.
Chapter completed!