After getting up and washing, Han Feng did not call his three Taoist children, but came to the backyard of the small villa of Dream Lake Villa alone. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Now, this small villa has been turned into a cowherd's residence.

However, the jade leafy mushroom tree, as well as the four Hanzhong pear trees, are still Han Feng's, and the cowherd doesn't dare to fight the idea of these immortal trees.

Originally, there should be five Hanzhong pear trees, but in the middle, Han Feng gave Zhuang Laodao one, so now there are only four left.

Looking at the four Hanbell pear trees arranged in the four-elephant formation in front of him, each one is many times taller than ten years ago, probably because of the spiritual energy, each Hanbell pear has grown as tall as a thousand-year-old locust tree.

The branches are luxuriant, the aura is compelling, and the four Han bell pears almost block the sunlight in the backyard of the entire villa!

However, the growth is gratifying, and although each Hanbell pear looks so lush, there is still no sign of wanting to bloom and bear fruit.

Looking at these Han Zhong pears in front of him, Han Feng sighed lightly, "It seems that these Han Zhong pears can only be burned as firewood in the mortal world!" ”

Because as far as he knew, although Han Zhongli was only a mortal product in the fairy world, it would take at least five hundred years to bloom, another five hundred years to bear fruit, and then another five hundred years to mature.

According to the time in the mortal world, Nima estimates that when he surpasses the saint, these Han Zhong pears may not be able to grow ripe fruits.

Putting Han Zhongli aside, Han Feng looked at the jade leafy mushroom sent by the land next to him, and saw that the entire trunk was dry, and the jade leafy mushrooms on it had been picked off by Wan Yun, leaving only a few pieces still hanging on the tree.

"I'll go, it looks like I have to pour some merit into it, otherwise I don't know how I will die."

Han Feng looked at the dry Jade Leafy Leafy Tree in front of him, blinked his eyes, and with a wave of his hand, a merit Xuanhuang Qi shot out from his body, instantly enveloping the entire Jade Leafy Leafy Tree.

Whoosh ......

Shrouded in such a large area of merit, the whole jade leafy cereals tree began to grow automatically without wind. With the shroud of Xuanhuang Qi, like an immortal dancing, the branches sprouted rapidly, starting from revealing one or two young shoots, and then growing upwards rubbingly.

It is clearly recognizable, on the main trunk and branches, pieces of jade leafy mushrooms begin to grow again.

In an instant, it had returned to its original appearance, the whole body was silver and white, and the jade Yeats covered with it exuded a faint white light, accompanied by a faint fragrance.

The breeze blows, and the crystal leaves collide together and tinkle, like big beads and small beads falling on the jade plate, which is very good.

In this kind of voice, Han Feng's body and mind were quiet, and the whole person felt empty, and he experienced a special Taoist rhyme.

Immediately afterwards, he immediately began to meditate under this jade Yeats tree, which was the first time that he had the idea of meditating and cultivating after returning to the modern era after attaining the quasi-saint.

And with the passage of time, when the merit and yellow energy that shrouded the jade Yeats was consumed, it stopped growing, and the jade Yeats on the trunk was refixed at 108 pieces.

However, because this tree is condensed by merit or faith, it cannot be seen by the human eye, and only when the jade leaf on the trunk is removed from the trunk, can mortals see the silver-white jade leaf treatment with the naked eye.

Therefore, the abnormalities that happened here in the backyard of the small villa could not be known to anyone except Han Feng, who was present, who could see it clearly.

Han Feng sat cross-legged under the tree, and without looking, he could feel the pulse of life emanating from the tree, which condensed the vitality created by merit.

Call!

Han Feng didn't care about that, but continued to meditate cross-legged under the tree, and at this moment he seemed to have touched a trace of the opportunity of the origin of merit, which seemed to be a rule that automatically arose when heaven and earth were generated.

This kind of rule is a part of the Great Dao ontology, and it is also a part of the Heavenly Dao ontology.

Thundered!

The merit Xuanhuang Qi in Han Feng's body was constantly running, but unfortunately, he had left most of his merit to the good corpse at the beginning, and now the few merits left in his body were not enough for him to consume.

Just this epiphany, he directly consumed all the merit left in his body.

"Damn, it looks like a lot of merit is needed!"

At eight o'clock in the evening, Han Feng opened his eyes on time and stood up, he still remembered that this time point was the beginning of the Heavenly Court Author's Annual Meeting, since the merit in his body was not enough to support himself to touch the rules about the origin of merit, then don't delay yourself from missing the author's annual meeting.

Although this epiphany was suspended because of the lack of merit, it still allowed him to find a direction, touch a trace of the will of the source of merit, and once again made him clear the importance of merit.

With this in mind, Han Feng flashed and returned to his bedroom, and then quickly took out his mobile phone and logged in to the Heavenly Court reader.

Then, he clicked on Xiao Zuanfeng's avatar and opened a video connection with Xiao Zuanfeng.

As soon as the screen on the mobile phone was connected to Xiao Zhuanfeng's side, Han Feng immediately saw the situation of the Heavenly Court Author's Annual Meeting from the screen!

I saw that in front of the mobile phone screen, there was a stage built of jade, with a preliminary estimate of an area of at least more than 1,000 square meters. The whole stage is surrounded by fairy clouds, carved dragons and phoenixes, and the portraits of Hongjun, Sanqing, Nuwa, Jieyin, Zhun Ti and others are hung on the stage background.

"Why does it look so much like I'm having a memorial service?" Han Feng complained speechlessly, and continued to watch the situation of the Heavenly Court Authors' Annual Meeting through the video screen on his mobile phone.

Not surprisingly, this time the host of the author's annual meeting is still Wenqu Xingjun, but this time he is not the only host, and a female fairy has been added to preside.

Han Feng watched the video carefully for a long time, only to realize that he didn't know this fairy, but her appearance was a bit comparable to Chang'e, and she was also an extremely beautiful fairy.

Skipping Wenqu Xingjun and the fairy host, the authors from all walks of life in the audience sat together in a clear group.

Sitting at the front were all the immortal authors of the Heavenly Court, a large area of Wuyang, crowded with people, and it seemed that there were quite a few people.

Sitting in the middle are the Buddhas who came to Lingshan, although they have only written a few Buddhist scriptures, but there are still people who come to attend this annual meeting of the authors.

Then there were the Yin God authors from the underworld, and there were a lot of them, and Han Feng also saw the figures of the bull's head and the horse's face inside.

The last to sit are the authors from the demon world, that is, the position where Xiao Diamond Wind is located.

In the demon world, there are few who are literate, and even fewer can write books, so there are not many authors from the demon world, and there are only twenty or thirty more than those in Lingshan.

However, although Xiao Zhuanfeng sits at the back, it will not affect Han Feng's video to see everything on the scene, because his mobile phone video can adjust the lens and resolution.

I have to say that this Heavenly Court Reader in his hand is too powerful, and he doesn't know where it popped up, and its function is probably going to catch up with Hongjun Dao Ancestor's Creation Jade Butterfly!

Of course, these were just Han Feng's speculations, after all, he had never seen the Creation Jade Butterfly in Teacher Hongjun's hands, even if he was an apprentice appointed by Teacher Hongjun.

In the video, Little Diamond Wind sat in the last position, chatting with a little demon next to him.

At this time, the annual meeting of Heavenly Court authors had not officially begun, and the authors from all walks of life in the audience were chatting with each other below, not taking Wenqu Xingjun and the fairy on the stage in their eyes at all.

Maybe they're already familiar with the process of this annual meeting of authors! After all, this is the thirteenth year!

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