Han Fan chatted with the two middle-aged men, and by the way, he also asked some questions about cultivation, but when the middle-aged man asked why Han Fan was practicing, Han Fan was speechless for a while, and casually dealt with the past.

After about an hour, the middle-aged man turned his head to look, Han Fan saw the middle-aged man's movements, and also looked over, the young man in brocade opened his eyes and got up, Han Fen could see the brilliance in the young man's eyes at the moment he opened his eyes, and secretly praised.

The young man first adapted to the light in the room, and then came to the three of them in three or two steps, sat down casually, Han Fan's eyes stared, the young man was more than twenty meters away from them!

"How's your recovery going?" the boy asked with a smile.

"Thank you brother Tai for coming to the rescue, you can fully recover in a month at most. Han Fan responded, the young man exuded a kind of inside-out temperament, which made people feel very relaxed, and it was impossible for people to be defensive against him, let alone hostile.

Han Fan noticed that the purple illusion was running on its own, and he sensed it slightly, and there was no aura fluctuation, indicating that the young man must also practice some kind of illusion, but the young man's realm was already very high, and he could influence others with a single move, so it made sense for them to hunt the phantom-tailed fox.

The illusion technique practiced by the young man made his senses more sensitive than ordinary monks, and he saw Han Fan's smiling body movements and facial expressions in his eyes.

"You don't have to worry, we don't have any intentions, besides, I didn't save your life. The boy said.

"Yes, it's just that my previous experience has made me a little afraid to trust others anymore. Han Fan said, with a wry smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Oh, was it calculated?" guessed the boy.

"Yes, I thought he was a friend. Han Fan pursed his lips disdainfully.

"Friend? The boy just asked himself a question, and did not answer.

"By the way, my name is Yun Zhongqing, whatever you want to call it. The boy said.

"Okay, there are few clouds. ”

"Although it was because of you that we were able to capture the Phantom-tailed Fox, but we also saved your life, and I am more kind to you than I am, am I? Yun Zhongqing said straight to the point.

"Good. "Han Fan likes this kind of simply not procrastinating, if it weren't for the teenager, his life would be gone, and it would be reasonable to repay the favor or something.

Next, Han Fan roughly talked about his origin, when the three of them heard that Han Fen was from Beizhou, Han Fen still noticed their surprise, it seems that Beizhou is a little unbearable in the eyes of the other four continents, and he feels like he is from the countryside.

"So, in what aspect of your talent is beyond ordinary people?" Yun Zhongqing asked.

"Understanding. "The golden Confucian qualifications must not be divulged, so Han Fan can only use his understanding to deal with the young man.

"Okay, you come with me. The young man became interested, got up and walked to the edge of the field, only to see that as he pinched the trick, the wall opened on both sides, a high platform appeared, the windows of the seventh floor closed one after another to become a wall, the roof and the ground lit up with a soft yellow light, Yun Zhongqing approached the high platform, the high platform slowly descended beside the young man, there was a groove on the top of the high platform, Yun Zhongqing released his divine sense, Han Fen could feel that Yun Zhongqing used his divine sense to probe himself, and then Yun Zhongqing took out a bead the size of a turquoise palm and put it into the groove.

"This is the realm of trees growing in the realm of spring, you see if you can feel something. Yun Zhongqing said, pressing the button, the high platform floated to the center, the turquoise beads emitted light, combined with the light on the ground and the top floor, the next moment, the light constructed a real picture, Han Fan found that the scene under him changed, and he was on top of a bare mound.

The two middle-aged men couldn't hide their joy on their faces, and they saw them intently looking at the scene in front of them, and Han Fan hurriedly focused his attention on the scene in front of him.

A small bag of dirt rose on the mound, and then it rained in the sky, the scene seemed to be accelerated, after the rain stopped, the sun sprinkled on the mound, only to see the small bag of the mound suddenly have a green seedling emerging from the surface, facing the world, the small green seedling grew rapidly, because of a storm, the sapling that had grown well fell to the side, but its vitality was extremely tenacious, still growing hard, a big tree was born, its trunk was thick, and the roots spread deep in the earth.

After that, there were countless storms coming, but it was no longer able to help it for half a minute, the only regret may be that the first storm made him long, and then, ushered in a stormy weather, the big tree was struck by lightning, several people can clearly see that its roots still contain strong vitality, but the upper part of the branches and branches and leaves in the thunder and lightning under the vein necrosis, so blocked, time has been passing, the next time, there have been a few rains, a few winds, the nutrients and vitality transported in the branches of the big tree and the place that can not touch the necrosis, for a while the situation fell into anxiety。

At this moment, a scene that everyone did not expect happened, seeing that the branches of the necrotic part were slowly falling off, and it was the will of the tree itself that led it, and as the necrotic part all fell off, a few wisps of new green appeared.

With the turn of day and night, the necrotic parts have all grown new branches and leaves, and because of the lightning split, the uncle who had grown off the ground has returned to its uprightness, and a giant has been erected on top of the mound, as if this moment is eternal.

The scene slowly dissipated, and several people stood in place, Yun Zhongqing didn't feel much because he had seen it many times before, and he turned his gaze to Han Fan.

The two middle-aged men sat down on errands and felt something, but Han Fan stood quietly in place, frowning, thinking about something.

Yun Zhongqing was puzzled, he detected that Han Fan was a wood-attribute physique, so he chose this tree growth realm, even if it was an ordinary monk, he would have some understanding, but Han Fan's reaction puzzled him.

Han Fan had indeed comprehended a lot of things from this Tree Realm, and he had a feeling that if he immediately contemplated it, he would definitely gain something, but he had seen a little other thing from this Tree Growing Realm.

It has nothing to do with Taoism, nothing about moves, it is about the truth of being a person, and the growth process of this tree is not like a person's life.

Small setbacks will only make it stronger, but big tribulations may affect the tree, its growth direction will change, and people are the same, no one is born with a fixed personality, and they will also be affected by some things.

It's just that what makes Han Fan really puzzle is that if the left and right symmetry or uprightness of the tree's growth is taken as the standard, then when it grows crooked, it is not good, and the question is, where is the crooked tree bad? Isn't it also lush with branches and leaves?

Correspondingly, what do people have to follow to be right and what are they wrong?

Han Fan couldn't figure it out for the time being, so he followed the principles in the sage book for the time being, and waited until he had experienced some things and knew the good and bad things before determining his own criteria.