Chapter 668 Mustard Seeds

The fire in the fire pond was burning, and the flames flicked their tongues, turning the faces of the two people red. Zhen Fan added a piece of firewood to the fire, and the low flames slowly began to rise again.

"I like the tranquility here very much, and there is not even a small mosquito. After so many years, the tableware is still 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 who was sitting beside her.

"It's Taoism, an ancient tradition in China. Both Mia and Helena are learning, and the progress is very fast. They are the best students I have seen!" Zhen Fan smiled slightly, "You are a rigorous Man, why do I seem to see a completely different you these two days?"

"Maybe it's because it's too rigorous! I also have times when I want to relax. It's a strange feeling. Because I want to make a living and find a good job, I'm tense all day long, but... there is a kind of tension around you." I want to relax, this time I come to China, maybe it’s the most relaxing time for me!” Melissa smiled, “Maybe it’s because my current job is so comfortable, and the salary is not bad! Who I know!"

Zhen Fan smiled and didn't speak. He knew that he had an affinity with him. Perhaps the peaceful and peaceful atmosphere of Taoism had affected the people around him. But either way, it's a good thing.

The game that Zhen Fan had roasted was delicious. After Melissa finished eating, she leaned on the firepit and talked with Zhen Fan, chatting about her life and her former family. It turned out that Melissa was a single-parent family. Living with her mother, and when Melissa was studying, she knew to work and study to support herself. I also have to support my lazy mother.

"It's not easy!" Zhen Fan smiled at Melissa. Melissa didn't speak any more, but just leaned quietly on the chair, as if thinking about something. Zhen Fan didn't bother her, and watched her slowly fall asleep, so he added some wood, and then gently put his coat on her body. He walked out slowly.

Sitting in front of Master's tomb for a while, recalling the previous life, I was filled with emotion. Then I walked to the top of the mountain, the wind at night was very cool, and I chose a rock to sit down on. Here is when I was young. It is often brought by the master to meditate. Those traces are no longer obvious, and the stone is covered with moss.

Zhen Fan wiped it lightly, and the layer of moss was worn off, revealing a smooth stone. Zhen Fan sat down cross-legged and began to meditate, and the inner breath of Taoism flowed all over his body immediately. He came to meditate with a nostalgic mind, as it used to be. This time I just want to experience the feeling of my childhood.

The evening wind was blowing gently, and Zhen Fan slowly sank into it. But an unprecedented feeling surged from the bottom of my heart, as if to wake up my memory. The pictures of him and his master when he was a child appeared in front of him one after another, they were so familiar, but Zhen Fan knew that all these were hallucinations.

"Xiaofan..." A soft voice suddenly reached Zhen Fan's ears,

Even with a very soft call, he could still feel the thing that he was familiar with in his bones, it was the master, it was the master. He wanted to open his eyes, but his eyelids were heavy. He opened them with great effort, and the moonlight shone into his eyes. Not far from the stone where he was sitting cross-legged, his master stood in front of him in a snow-white Taoist robe.

"Master!" Zhen Fan called out very softly, he knew that this was just the influence of the illusioned master in his heart, if he really regarded it as the master, he would go crazy.

"Silly boy, I'm here!" The voice was so real that Zhen Fan suspected that this was not his illusion, but that the real master was right in front of him, but... isn't the master already dead? Yet? Could it be the soul of the master? He has never cared about these, and the master's soul has never appeared.

But tonight it showed up. He just stood in front of himself. Zhen Fan struggled to get up from the rock, and then walked towards the master step by step with great difficulty, and stretched out his hand: "Master, where are you now? Is it heaven? Is it in the temple of the Taoist family?"

"Yes, I'm there!" Master said, stretching out his hand, wanting to hold Zhen Fan's hand, the two people's hands touched at that moment, and then a soft breath came from Zhen Fan's palm , yes, he held a hand, a real hand, not something imaginary like a soul.

"Ah, are you real, are you really Master?" Zhen Fan couldn't help but yelled, tears streaming down his face, yes, for so many years, I have been alone in this world with no one to rely on, except Master This only family member, this kind of family blood has penetrated into his bones.

"Master, you've come back to life. Are you going to become a Taoist? Can you live forever?" Zhen Fan couldn't help but hugged his master tightly, tears streaming down his face, and even soaked his master's Taoist robe. It was real tears soaked into the clothes, all of this was so real.

"Xiao Fan misses you very much!" Zhen Fan couldn't help the sadness in his heart, so many years of living alone made him hide all the sad things in his heart, and at this moment, he couldn't help it anymore, crying bitterly With runny nose, he hugged Master tightly, for fear that he would disappear in the next moment.

"Don't leave disciple, okay?"

"Fool, idiot, why don't I leave? Birth, old age, sickness and death, even cultivating the Tao, can't escape these reincarnations. Unless you succeed in the Tao, even if you live a hundred or two hundred years, or even longer, you still can't escape the catastrophe , Master is not cultivated, 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 Master.

"Yeah, there really is reincarnation, and I don't know where I should reincarnate, what kind of person reincarnation will become, but... these are nothing more than longing, you are accomplished in Taoism, talented and intelligent, maybe you will explore the Dao, But... it still depends on chance, and comprehension alone is not enough."

"Disciple knows!" Zhen Fan heard that Master still wants to enter reincarnation, and suddenly felt a little sad, especially that Master didn't know where he would reincarnate and who he would become!

"It's good to know, it's good to know!" The master smiled, stretched out his hand and touched Zhen Fan's head, and when he was about to speak, suddenly the sky suddenly changed, and the dark clouds rolled over Zhen Fan and the master's head , the master looked up, and said solemnly to Zhen Fan, "This is the catastrophe. When I come out to see you, the secrets of the heavens have been messed up. The catastrophe is coming. I don't think I can avoid it this time!" He folded his palms together, with a serious expression on his face.

"No, no, Heavenly Tribulation can't hurt you, I want to fight against the sky!" Zhen Fan suddenly became stubborn, and with a thought, a mahogany sword was added in his hand, and he pointed the sword at the sky , shouted loudly, "Even the catastrophe cannot destroy the happiness of human relations. If you dare to cross my master, I will fight with you!"

As if hearing Zhen Fan's roar, the dark clouds suddenly gathered more and more, and the lightning flashed brightly in the dark clouds from time to time, ready to strike down with infinite thunder power at any time, teaching this ignorant and arrogant person who dared to challenge the sky and the earth The guy, with an increasingly intense murderous aura, permeated the entire surrounding area.

Looking back at his master, he didn't know when he had entered the state of samadhi. He sat there cross-legged, like a statue, holding the formula in his hand, and the gust of wind blew his skirt, making a rattling sound. Obviously his master has forgotten both things and me, and he has no idea what Zhen Fan is doing.

This is the result of accepting the fate given by the Heavenly Tribulation. Zhen Fan looked back, bit the tip of his tongue suddenly, and sprayed a mouthful of blood on the mahogany sword. Immediately, the wooden sword glowed with a burst of brilliance, wasn't it lightning? I also summoned thunder and lightning, to see who is more powerful, Zhen Fan thought, and his mind was activated, and immediately beyond the tired point of the day, there was another snake-like lightning flashing in the clouds. Obviously, the two strands Thunder and lightning were intertwined in the clouds.

Zhen Fan's face was solemn, and he waved his wooden sword, commanding the thunderstorm that he summoned in the cloud layer, the tribulation and thunder battle, only to see the lightning in the cloud layer constantly making the sound of "bi peeling", sometimes like two bright white bolts The dragons are intertwined, sometimes like two fish swimming head-to-head.

The battle became more and more intense, and the sound of lightning's "Bippo" became louder and louder, and at this time, thunder began to come deafeningly, as if it was about to tear the sky apart. Zhen Fan's movement of waving the wooden sword became slower and slower, and the pressure he was under was also increasing. Obviously, Jie Lei was not so easy to suppress, and its power was much stronger than Zhen Fan imagined, but Zhen Fan Fan is to have a belief and protect his own master.

"Bi Bo" there was a loud sound of lightning, the lightning pierced the sky and rushed out of the clouds, tearing the sky in half, this time it was farther away from Zhen Fan. But Zhen Fan knew that the next time, Lightning would be closer to him, because his resistance was getting weaker and weaker.

Another bolt of lightning almost shot out from the clouds until it reached the ground. It was deflected by Zhen Fan's force, but it blasted a big rock nearby to pieces.

"No, no, I must protect Master!" Zhen Fan suddenly gathered all his strength, spattered another mouthful of blood on the wooden sword, and then his whole body seemed to transform into a bolt of lightning, rushing towards the clouds.

"Bi Bo" a bolt of lightning hit Zhen Fan's body with great power, and it directly fell Zhen Fan from the top of the cloud, and then heard a loud "bang", Zhen Fan felt his body As if turning into pieces one by one, floating up gently.

"Ah!" Zhen Fan yelled loudly, and suddenly the whole world became clear. A ray of golden sunlight shot out from the morning clouds and shone on Zhen Fan's body. Layers of gold. There was no thunder and lightning, no dark clouds, and no master, and I was still sitting on that rock.

As if it was something from another space. Another space? Zhen Fan was thinking about this idea when suddenly his whole body appeared in a space. Seeing this change, Zhen Fan couldn't help but let out a cry of surprise. He knows what space this is. With a thought, he actually came out again.

Nasumi is a mustard! A realm of Taoism, he actually broke through a realm after a night of torment and interweaving. (To be continued..) u