In the extraordinary of the ordinary, Chen Fan walked on foot like an ordinary person, walked into the mountains and forests, walked through the russet land, and felt more and more calm in his heart, God was going through some subtle changes.

"It is worthy of the existence of the Nine Heavens of Xuan Immortal, it is indeed extraordinary!"

He was standing on a stone bench between streams, with some blue moss in the corners. The bubbling water rushes out of the unknown mountain forest. Occasionally, he could catch a glimpse of a splash of active herring wagging its tail.

Liu Chengan collapsed, and then it was established. His achievements have grown by leaps and bounds. Naturally, he had many insights and insights. In addition to the letters that were originally sent to him, he later passed on his insights into the Xuan Immortal Realm to help him enter the realm of the Demon God.

Red dust may be full of suffering, but the world of practitioners is even more cruel. No difficulty, no mercy, too naïve to sweat. The world of practitioners is only blood and bones, only killing and being killed.

He meditated in this quiet jungle. There are no monsters, no evil monsters, just some ordinary creatures, insects, fish and birds. It will be more peaceful to blend into this nature once in a while.

"Divine Cliff Mountain Stream, it's time to go there and see ......"

I don't know how long it took, Chen Fan raised his head, and a glimmer of golden light flashed in his eyes. He walked towards the outside of the jungle, disappearing step by step, almost to an inch, and in the blink of an eye he lost his figure and left the old forest.

In front is a cliff of red cliffs, during which the fog is filled. This photo alone is enough to imagine how deep it is, not visible at all. A person who looks at it will feel dizzy and can't help but feel chills in their back.

The scorching sun hung high in the sky, scorching the earth. Cracks even appear in many places. On the flat land, many grasses have withered, and the leaves of the forest hang softly and lose their luster.

At this time, a young man dressed in black appeared on the distant horizon. Not so long ago, it was just a black shadow, but in the blink of an eye it disappeared from a distance. He came to this cliff and looked down.

"The turning point of fate is fate or artificiality, cause and effect or reincarnation ......"

The young man in black whispered, his eyes tinged with a hint of gold. The fog below was hazy and covered everything, but it seemed difficult to cover the eyes of the young man. He stood there silently, as if he had seen everything below.

"Xiaolang, what are you doing?

"Hurry up, that place is dangerous!"

Suddenly, these voices came from behind, and an ordinary old couple shouted.

The boy in black was naturally Chen Fan. He turned and looked at the two men behind him. They are about 60 years old. Their clothes are old, and there is some mud at the bottom of their pants. Apparently, they had just returned from the fields.

Chen Fan naturally does not look down on ordinary people. He was very polite. Later generations will respect each other and say that they are just looking at the scenery here. They will leave later. They don't want to die, so they don't have to worry.

"That's good. That's nice. My old man is busy. ”

The old man had a simple smile on his face and said a few words, such as asking Chen Fan to leave early, reminding him not to be poisoned by fire in the hot weather, and to stay away from the cliff. Be careful not to fall off. In short, he said a lot.

Chen Fan nodded again and again without impatience.

Soon the old man took his wife with him, until they disappeared into the distant horizon. Chen Fan turned around again and looked down the cliff. After a long time, he walked out of his right leg and slowly fell.

On both sides of the Shenya stream, I don't know how wide it is and how far it stretches. At first, Chen Fan's achievements were superficial, he didn't realize it, but now it's different. He felt that the place was strange, there was a strange air conditioner that filled the air.

The sides of the red cliff looked gray and black, its potholes, Chen Fan's eyes were slightly condensed, he saw a little sword mark and carving, I don't know how long ago, until now it still exudes a sharp killing intendent.

This aura was very strong, and some reluctant people made his physical body comparable to Ren Huang feel the pressure, and there was a terrifying true qi activity in front of him, as if there was a unique heavenly knife crossing in the darkness, making people feel creepy.

Chen Fan kept falling, his eyes full of light and light. In the process, he saw many similar traces, almost all of which were left by ancient magic weapons. There were tripod seals, gun holes, and even finally, he saw a huge palm print, there was no terrible air conditioning, but he felt a huge force.

"What are these......"

Chen Fan was a little puzzled. Looking to the other side of the cliff, he vaguely felt that Shenya's mountain stream did not seem to be formed naturally. The sensation seems to have been caused by humans, as if it were a relic left over from a battle.

Thinking of this, Chen Fan couldn't help but shudder, feeling that he was really ridiculous, if it was really caused by humans, what a terrifying existence it was, and it actually sank this territory and changed the terrain in a battle.

He shook his flesh in the air, and the silver rays spread out one by one, stretching far away like a waterline. This is a spiritual guidance technique recorded in Taoist scriptures that can move mountains, rivers, and even their essence to attack.

The silver divine light stretched into the distance like a silk thread, merging with the surrounding nature, perceiving the mountain stream on this side of the Divine Cliff. But soon he frowned and saw nothing. The place looks normal.

In the end, Chen Fan shook his head, didn't pay much attention, and continued to fall towards the bottom. A few hours later, he stood on a quiet lake, slowly walked forward, and landed on a nearby earthen embankment.

"Master, I see you here. ”

Chen Fan's expression was serious and he bowed seriously.

Although the old monk did not accept him as a disciple at first, he only passed on an ancient scripture and gave away a silver fragment. But in Chen Fan's opinion, it was the old monk who introduced him to the spiritual world, and he should be respected as a teacher.

There is a stone staircase in front where a monument stands. If anyone from another starry sky saw this earth tomb, they would be amazed and shocked because the tombstones were so amazingly erected, the burning lamps and the ancient Buddha shrine.

This is a legendary figure who has always existed only in myths and legends. On the other side of the starry sky is the supreme Buddhism. The ancient Buddha is the second largest Buddha statue after Shakyamuni and has the ability to reach heaven and earth.

"I don't know the various legal reasons. I think they are Buddhas. I think they are sacred. I was born without ego. I think they are the wrong reality. I can see the light of wisdom in the dim light, and I am separated from the immortality in samsara......"

Chen Fan crossed his legs on a simple stone platform. At this time, he looked solemn. A faint golden ray appeared around the body through the body. Countless mystical golden Buddha mantras arise. In this place, the ups and downs of heaven and earth are filled with a divine compassion, a great spirit that transcends all souls.

This is the canon, which is said to have been created by a powerful yin and yang force in Buddhism, and belongs to a secret method. It does not have the ability to attack and kill, but it can strengthen the soul of the Body of Light and remove the sinful obstacles from life.

Chen Fan believes that the ancient Buddha does not need to be like this. A legendary figure from ancient mythology, even if he changed the way between heaven and earth, his soul was as sacred as earth. He just wanted to fulfill his filial piety as a disciple.

"Buzz ......"

In this space, flashes of light converge one after the other, like the most sacred light and rain, sacred and serene, like dim starlight falling from the sky, one by one falling into the monument ahead.

At this time, Chen Fan's body was surrounded by bright golden rays, but his breath was very calm, like a babbling stream, detached from the stillness of the earth, and the calm Buddha light permeated this void.

I don't know how long it took, Chen Fan opened his eyes. Outside the monument in front of him, a faint curtain of light moved slowly. This is a yin tomb, but it looks calm and does not feel Xiao Yinqi.

"This is my last stop to break the border......," Chen Fan whispered to himself.

He did not leave the platform, but was still standing cross-legged on it, and at this time, he felt a calmer than ever, God knows that the sea was shining, and the lightning that fell on it seemed to soften.

He closed his eyes again and gave up all other thoughts. His mouth was full of Buddhism, and his heart was full of meditation. In his body, a mysterious and colorful lake appeared, and the silver copper sheet in the center of the lake rose and fell in a slight bump.

Chen Fan's divine consciousness was immersed in his body. He could see every inch of flesh, could feel every flow of divine power, and could naturally see the silver pieces of copper trembling. But at this moment, he was surprisingly quiet, unshocked and distracted by the tremors of silver and bronze.

At this time, his frontal bone was bright and faintly visible. Among them is a sacred lake of gold and silver. Purple lightning encircled the sacred lake and fell from the vast sky, exuding mystical power.

"Use the body to become a god, use the god to ......"

Chen Fan's voice was not loud when he opened his mouth, but it permeated every corner of this space.

At this time, his body sitting on the stone platform became blurred. Clear shadows intertwine in the void. Everyone was doing different movements, surrounding Chen Fan's body. These shadows are exactly like him.

They seem to be two places for Chen Fan at the same time, but everyone's breathing is different.

There are those who step on mystical steps and cross the sky, and no one can stop them! Their power is astounding. Some people are surrounded by silver radiance, silver talismans break everything, some wear mysterious gold seals on their heads, magic is sealed to keep the gods out...

These are all magic, magic steps, soldier control, Thor tactics, magic symbols, and magic seals that Chen Fan currently controls. At this moment, unconsciously, a huge amount of divine knowledge concretized these magic tricks, and the power it exuded was shocking, terrifying to the extreme.