Fang Fan sat cross-legged on the top of the city tower, staring directly into the east.
This is really the darkest moment before dawn.
The stars between heaven and earth dimmed. Suddenly, a beam of light from the east of the world tore through the darkness, and the light returned to the earth.
Fang Fan quietly looked at this beam of light without blinking, quietly waiting for the pink disk to appear.
The pink disk reflected in Fang Fan's eyes, and a red stone slab could be vaguely seen in it, with ancient traces on it, like an ancient text... Yan.
And the few strokes of this character describe the shape of a mountain.
Fire genus, Nanyue!
The True Shape Diagram of the Five Emperors: The True Shape Diagram of Emperor Yan.
At this moment, the originally extremely blurry image of Emperor Yan's true form was extremely clear in Fang Fan's eyes, like an ancient sacred mountain suppressing the sun, and like a ball of immortal fire blazing.
After a long period of meditating, Fang Fan gradually completed the appearance of Emperor Yan's true form. With intention in his heart, the true form of Emperor Yan could naturally appear in his eyes.
Vaguely, Fang Fan seemed to have forgotten everything, and his entire mind was immersed in the world of flames.
My heart throbs with the beating of the flames, burning in this world of flames and becoming hot.
At the same time, there was a person sitting cross-legged on the highest point of the city in the south of the earth. His eyes were wide open, looking directly at the newborn sun, and the violent and fiery fluctuations of the fire attribute spread over his body.
The soft sunshine of the new sun today made the true form of Emperor Yan in the sun extremely clear, and the man was very happy.
He suddenly felt that what he had been working hard on every morning was finally going to have a result.
He was finally going to realize the technique of Da Ri Zhong.
On a majestic mountain range on the other side, a Taoist priest sat cross-legged on the top of the mountain, and at his feet was a crane with a red mouth.
I saw many lines carved on the stone in front of him, and the lines also affected the fire-attribute aura between heaven and earth, making the stone red and hot.
The young Taoist priest raised his head and looked directly at the sun, looking excitedly at the stone slab in the bright sun. If he saw something clearly, he would copy it on the stone.
He copied it over and over again, and when he got closer, he could vaguely hear him mumbling to himself.
"That's right, the true shape map of Nanyue. That's right, this is the true shape map of Nanyue."
At this moment, when the sun was born, I don’t know how many people had the patience to get up early and look directly at the sun, pursuing it hard and groping for the vague carvings.
And here Fang Fan also reached a critical moment. In the sea of fire, a ball of golden energy and a ball of black energy emerged, slowly rotating around his mind and nourishing his mind.
Fang Fan felt a chill all over his body, and lines after lines appeared in the world of flames.
After comprehending one by one, the lines gradually merged, the lines became fewer and fewer, and finally turned into a flame pattern and a mountain.
This mountain-like flame was like a world of flames, Fang Fan realized.
"This is the true form of Emperor Yan!"
boom!
A ball of blazing flames burst out from Fang Fan's body. At this moment, even the spiritual powers of gold and water temporarily restrained themselves, allowing the flames to burn hotly.
Fang Fan let out a joyful roar to the sky. The excited roar enveloped the dawn of Ning'an, attracting angry glances, but in the end he quietly put it back.
Can't afford to offend.
And at this moment, excited roars were heard in many places across the land of Kyushu.
On the top of the city surrounded by a certain fire spirit, in an unknown forest, on a steep cliff.
At that moment, the originally dark stone carvings became clearer than ever before. They, who still had no understanding but gained nothing, had understood most of it as if they were enlightened at this moment.
Only the young Taoist priest on Mount Heng looked at the completed stone carvings in front of him with some doubts.
On the ancient Yanwen mountain pattern, which symbolizes the top of Nanyue, a few lines outline a human figure, which is inexplicably noble.
The young old Taoist murmured to himself with some confusion.
"The true shape map of Nanyue? No, no, no, Nanfang Lihuo, this is... the true shape map of Emperor Yan!"
Finally, the young Taoist priest seemed to understand something. He looked at the sun that was getting hotter and sighed slightly.
"Oh, it's like...the sun is shining brightly in the sky!"
The Taoist priest shook his head, and finally looked at the moment in front of him, and followed the inexplicable noble aura into his practice.
Click!
There was a crisp sound, and when the Taoist priest was immersed in his practice, the stone finally became overwhelmed and turned into ashes and flew away.
The sun is high in the sky, its blazing light shines on the earth, awakening the creatures on the earth, and a new day begins.
Fang Fan stood on the tower, his aura restrained and not revealing at all, just like an ordinary young master.
Looking up at the sun, the light that was originally enough to burn my eyes felt only slightly warm.
The originally dim and unclear diagram of Emperor Yan's true form can now be seen very clearly, and there is still a vague feeling, as if successful enlightenment means recognizing the master.
But it is true that no matter which part of the Five Emperors True Form Diagram there is, only one person can practice it.
As long as one person succeeds in cultivation, the true form diagram will be branded with that person's mark.
"So these people are all buying the true form of Emperor Yan as a gift?
Buy one get three free?”
Deep in the sea of consciousness, Fang Fan looked at the dots of aura on the map of Emperor Yan's true form with a complicated expression.
The aura is dazzling, and it seems that its owner is not weak.
Fang Fan was stunned when he saw it for the first time, thinking that he had transferred several Yandi guards without knowing it.
Only later did I realize that it was a gift. Well, I still didn’t know when it transferred to a few Yandi guards. It was inexplicable.
"Forget it, just change it. Can I still kick them out? That's it."
Fang Fan looked at the three dazzling auras for a few times, and after comparing them with the true forms of the Jin Emperor and Xuan Emperor next to him, he gave up the plan of kicking them out.
It looks like the quality is pretty good, so I'll leave it as default.
"Well, I feel comfortable after meditating."
Fang Fan stretched himself, walked down the city wall, and walked along the road inside without hiding his face. The people around him didn't deliberately salute when they saw it, they just looked at it and smiled.
Most of them are for the sake of peace and tranquility for modern people. Although there are some rituals, they are mostly in the military and official circles.
The practice of saluting among the people is not very popular, and most people will nod and smile when they see it. If someone with a half-job in an official position wants to ask others to kneel three times and bow nine times, they will probably be drowned in spittle. It doesn't matter if they look at you one more time.
Give you face.
Although they respected Fang Fan, they were not polite. When they saw him, they just smiled, got out of the way, and nodded slightly to show respect.
Fang Fan is also happy with this. The too rigid environment does not suit his liking. He has no choice but to do so in the officialdom and the army, so let him continue to maintain it outside.
Walking on the street, I grabbed a fried dough stick, a cup of soy milk, and two steamed buns from the roadside, and ate them while walking. It was so pleasant.
As for paying? As the city lord, of course he would not accept it.
