All the way to Mount Tai, after getting off the car, Chen Fan let the children play. At this moment, Chen Fan patted Pang Yuan on the shoulder and said, "Let's go to Leiyun Temple to listen to Zen lectures."
"Is this necessary?" Pang Yuan smiled bitterly. The Leiyun Temple on Mount Tai is actually just a small temple. Although it is famous nearby, it is not yet a Taoist temple. However, Chen Fan has already climbed up.
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Put your hands behind your back and be calm and calm.
Pang Yuan had no choice but to sigh and could only follow behind. On top of Mount Tai, there was an old abbot of Leiyun Temple who was over a hundred years old, but in reality he was just a master master with only one or two levels of spirit refining.
In the eyes of ordinary prisoners, this old Zen master is already a living god close to an immortal, but in Chen Fan's eyes, he is just ordinary. Pang Yuan can't understand why Chen Fan wants to listen to this old master's lecture.
What?
Shaking his head, Pang Yuan could only follow.
After going up the mountain, Chen Fan was very calm and did not explain anything to Pang Yuan. When he arrived at the temple, Chen Fan sat cross-legged, just like a group of ordinary people, sitting together. Pang Yuan felt a little uncomfortable.
Sitting next to Chen Fan.
As a disciple of a famous family, usually even if he came to listen to some teachings, it would be one-on-one in private.
At this moment, sitting with these ordinary people who were sweating and whispering to each other, Pang Yuan felt very uncomfortable all over his body, but when he looked sideways, beside him, Chen Fan's face remained unchanged and his eyes were closed.
It's quite peaceful.
Pang Yuan sighed softly in his heart and could only calm down silently and wait on one side.
After a while, the old Zen master from Leiyun Temple came out.
This is an old Zen master who is over a hundred years old. He looks a little frail. He is wearing a red cassock. His skin is like a tree, full of wrinkles and age spots. His energy and blood are all hidden in this frail body.
Down.
He has almost reached the realm of a master. The old master's lifespan is actually only about a hundred years old. Now, half of his feet have already stepped into the soil.
Touching his beard, the old Zen master cautiously stepped onto the stage. Everyone in the audience looked at him with reverence. Chen Fan's eyes were calm. The old Zen master glanced at the people in the audience, coughed slightly, and began to speak.
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Chen Fan was not distracted and listened quietly, but Pang Yuan next to him seemed a little uneasy.
To these ordinary people, the old Zen master's lectures were indeed fairy-like, but to him, they were a bit too ordinary. After listening to them for a while, he couldn't stand them anymore.
However, Mr. Mo next to him seemed to be fascinated and listened carefully. Pang Yuan had no choice but to smile bitterly and could only continue to listen.
After hearing the sound for a while, Chen Fan said, "You have been stuck at the bottleneck of the Heavenly Level for some time, right?"
"Hmm? Hmm." Pang Yuan was stunned, and then said quickly, "Yes, hey,...I am in the field of cultivation. My talent is not high, and my family's skills are of a high level, but I am struggling.
Panpan, this level of cultivation has not improved yet."
Pang Yuan sighed.
"Then listen carefully." Chen Fan smiled and pointed at the old man high up. The old man was still teaching, unaware. Pang Yuan was stunned, not understanding what Chen Fan was talking about.
Chen Fan patted his shoulder and said, "You have to learn to listen."
Chen Fan said, every word he said was extremely serious. Pang Yuan's face was slightly confused. Chen Fan said at this time, "Even if it's a beggar on the street or an aunt on the road,"
"You also have to listen, and listen carefully." Chen Fan said slowly.
"You have realized this, maybe you are not far away from the realm of the master." Chen Fan smiled, and when he was talking, he did not look at Pang Yuan next to him from beginning to end.
, but this gaze, smiling and looking at the old Zen master on the stage, and Pang Yuan next to him, his body trembled slightly and he was thoughtful.
It wasn't until the show was about to end that the people in the room seemed to be still a little unfinished by what they heard. At this moment, there was a bang and a thunder struck on the back mountain of Mount Tai.
Chen Fan slowly stood up.
Many people's faces were full of shock or confusion. Many people looked around, wondering what was going on. Chen Fan smiled and said, "Let's go."
"Go? Where?" Pang Yuan next to him also looked confused and shocked.
He didn't figure out where the thundering sound just now came from or what it was, but Chen Fan had already said, "Let's go." How could this not surprise him?
Chen Fan did not explain and left slowly. At this moment, even the old Zen master on the stage was looking around in confusion.
This is the thunder.
Chen Fan knew that on this day, a thunderbolt struck Mount Tai, hitting a thousand-year-old peach tree. The whole body of the thousand-year-old peach tree was scorched black, and in the center of the peach tree, a piece of wood was born.
"Thousand-Year Thunder Scorched Wood"
This piece of thousand-year-old thunder-scorched wood is the most luxurious material used to refine the Taoist "peach wood sword".
Or, it can be used to create shade and stabilize the house.
The power in this thousand-year-old scorched thunderwood is so strong that no idle ghosts or ghosts dare to approach it. This scorched thunderwood is the last ingredient for Nannan's treatment. This time, Chen Fan plans to get it easily.
This thousand-year-old peach tree, deep in the mountains of Mount Tai, was struck by lightning this time, and no one knew it.
Almost a year later, it was acquired by an old elder of the Cangxuan Sect near Mount Tai. However, when Chen Fan learned the news, it was only later.
At present, in this changing world, Chen Fan has traveled through time, and he doesn't know if this timeline will change.
Chen Fan stood up, and Pang Yuan hurriedly followed. Although he didn't know what Chen Fan was going to do, now he would follow him unconditionally no matter what Chen Fan did.
After standing up, at this moment, Chen Fan's expression changed slightly, because Chen Fan felt that there was exactly the same, another extremely terrifying aura nearby. He stood up from the venue. Chen Fan couldn't help but look at this.
He is a middle-aged man with long hair
The man's long hair was tied into some black braids and hung on the back of his head. He looked a bit like an artist, but his face was full of vicissitudes of life and had a sinister aura that made people afraid to approach him.
, this appearance is indeed a bit nondescript.
This is the clothes he is wearing, and he is wearing the same clothes as ordinary people, so when he first sat under the stage, only people looked at him curiously, but no one looked at him strangely.
But when Chen Fan noticed it, he realized that something was different. The aura on this person was very dangerous! But this dangerous aura only passed by briefly and disappeared again.
Chen Fan frowned and said nothing. The man had already walked away. "Do you know that man?" Chen Fan raised his chin and gestured to the man just now.
"Who is it?" Pang Yuan looked confused and followed Chen Fan's gaze. However, the man swayed and disappeared into the crowd. Pang Yuan looked confused and shook his head.
, "I don't know."
"Don't you know?..." Chen Fan murmured, and said nothing more, "Let's go." After taking another deep look at the man's back, Chen Fan withdrew his gaze.
"Mr. Mo, where are we going?" Chen Fan was walking in the back mountain. This back mountain has reached an uninhabited land. Chen Fan was trudging through the mountains and rivers, frowning. This one was scorched.
Chen Fan had only heard that the thousand-year-old peach tree was in this back mountain, but where exactly it was, Chen Fan had no idea.
This time, I have to look for it carefully bit by bit, but this thousand-year-old peach wood must be behind Mount Tai.
"A piece of thousand-year-old peach wood." Chen Fan no longer concealed anything. Now that they were here, Chen Fan said directly, "The thunder just hit the piece of thousand-year-old peach wood. This is a good medicinal material."
This thousand-year-old peach tree is not uncommon in the world of cultivation, and there are even more on the Northern Tribulation Star. Unfortunately, if it is hit by the thunder, it will be rare. Therefore, even this thousand-year-old scorched thunderwood will not be found in this northern calamity star.
It is also a rare spiritual creature on the Tribulation Star.
Behind him, Pang Yuan was dumbfounded as he trudged.