rain! A person who is good at change!
If they gather together, they will form a stream; if there are many, they will form a river.
Chen Fan was sitting cross-legged in the room, and a dark cloud appeared above his head.
Logically speaking, these things would not appear in the opened space, but they did appear at this moment.
Dark clouds gathered and gradually became thicker.
And the dark clouds continued to expand, and soon covered the roof of the entire house.
Not long after, the room where Chen Fan was located became damp, with water droplets even hanging on the walls.
Without warning, a drop of rain fell from the dark clouds.
Then the second drop, the third drop, the fourth drop...
Not long after, it started to rain lightly in the house.
The falling rainwater hit Chen Fan and melted away instantly, leaving no trace.
The rainwater that was not falling on Chen Fan gradually gathered into a stream and started flowing.
Rain can be like stones, hitting the ground and raising dust. It can also be like a sharp knife that cuts through stone with drops of water.
The falling rain suddenly changed.
Part of the rainwater became extremely hard and fell to the ground, making the sound of stones hitting the ground.
The other half of the rain becomes extremely sharp. Every drop of rainwater contains a sword energy, like thousands of swords falling from the sky, falling on the floor and striking out countless sparks.
The rain is erratic and unpredictable.
The rainwater falling in the house suddenly became chaotic, as if every drop of rainwater had its own unique trajectory, and no pattern could be found in it.
The rainwater may seem chaotic, but no two drops of rainwater collide.
Rain can cause fog, covering the sky and the earth.
Chen Fan's hands shook slightly, and all the rainwater was shattered into pieces and turned into thick mist, completely covering Chen Fan's figure.
Rain can turn snow and crush everything.
Chen Fan changed his hands again and formed a complicated trick.
The temperature in the house suddenly dropped, and the originally thick fog turned into snowflakes and fell down.
A snowflake fell, hitting the corner of the wooden table.
The wooden table seemed to bear infinite gravity and made a "squeaking" sound.
Turn rain into ice, as hard as fine iron.
The temperature in the house dropped again, and even the ground formed a layer of ice crystals.
These ice crystals appear to be a thin layer, but they slowly glow and are extremely hard.
Even the sharpest sword in the world can hardly leave any trace on it.
The collection of rain is hidden in all phenomena, and its traces cannot be found. It is indeed like the mysterious force of heaven and earth, omnipresent.
Chen Fan's figure was shaken, and all the rain, snow, and fog just disappeared, as if they had never appeared before.
But Chen Fan was surrounded by countless extremely small sword energies.
These sword energies continued to slowly rotate around Chen Fan, making a "hissing" sound in the air.
There is no sign of rain, and it can be as small as rain staining your clothes or even rain and dew. In severe cases, it is like a pouring water, and it is out of control.
Chen Fan shouted lowly, his eyes filled with sword energy. He opened his mouth and spat out, and a sharp sword energy shot out from his mouth, cutting off a corner of the wooden table in front of him.
At this moment, there was a knock on Chen Fan's house.
"Brother Chen Fan, Uncle Sapindus has come to see you."
The sound of Qingfeng came from outside the house.
Chen Fan hurriedly stopped and stood up.
Although he did not activate the "Tianyu Yijian" at this moment, there was a trace of sword energy floating all over his body, and even Chen Fan was like a sharp sword at this moment.
"What does the temple master want from me?" Chen Fan frowned and opened the door for Qingfeng.
As soon as Chen Fan opened the door, Qingfeng was stunned for a moment when he saw Chen Fan: "Brother Chen Fan, the aura on your body is so... so... so sharp."
Qingfeng thought for a long time but couldn't figure out what words to use to describe Chen Fan's aura, and finally could only use the word sharp instead.
Chen Fan couldn't help but smile when he heard this. How can one use sharpness to describe a person's aura?
But then he noticed the changes in himself, hurriedly held his breath and calmed down, and returned to normal.
"What does the temple master want from me?" Chen Fan asked again.
Qingfeng chuckled: "You'll know when you get there."
After saying that, Qingfeng took Chen Fan's hand and walked towards the hall.
When they arrived at the hall, Sapindus was talking to Crazy Old Taoist about something. They seemed to be having a great conversation, and the relationship between the two was very good.
As soon as Chen Fan entered the hall, Sapindus and Crazy Old Taoist stopped talking at the same time. They both looked at Chen Fan up and down with slightly surprised eyes, showing great interest in their eyes.
"When I met Chen Fan that day, I thought he was just an ordinary practitioner. But when I saw him again today, there was actually a hint of sword intent in his eyes. This sword intent was not as if he had just touched the threshold of the sword. , but appeared on its own, which is strange. Junior brother, did you teach him some swordsmanship?"
Sapindus asked the crazy old Taoist with a puzzled look on his face.
Chen Fan didn't expect that his "Tianyu Yijian" would be noticed by Sapindus as soon as he improved.
The crazy old Taoist said: "Everything I have learned in my life comes from Jixian Temple. Does Jixian Temple have such a technique?"
Sapindus shook his head slightly: "It seems that your brother's cultivation has improved again."
After saying that, he said to Chen Fan: "Are you really not going to join our Jixian Temple?"
Chen Fan was stunned, wondering why Sapindus brought up this topic again.
He had clearly rejected soapberry before, so why did he mention it again today.
The crazy old Taoist on the side said: "My senior brother knew that you solved the problem that Qingfeng and Qingyue were unable to practice, so I came here to check it out today. When I found that you had indeed solved the problem, I started trying to get you to join the meditation again."
Chen Fan shook his head and said with a very firm attitude: "Junior Xianyun Yehe is used to it and has no plans to join any sect for the time being."
The crazy old Taoist on the side laughed and said: "Let me tell you, Chen Fan doesn't want to join your Immortal Temple, no matter how many times you ask, he will remain the same."
Sapindus glanced at Chen Fan again, his eyes full of regret.
"Forget it." Sapindus stretched out his hand, and a token flew into Chen Fan's hand.
Sapindus said again: "I heard from Shi Duanya that you have just entered the world of spiritual practice and know very little about it. Holding this token allows you to enter the Sutra Pavilion of our Jixian Temple at will. It's all worth it. It’s a reward for you.”
Then Sapindus said again: "You are not a disciple of my Jixian Temple, so this token can only allow you to enter the first floor of the Sutra Pavilion. There are only some historical rumors about the practice world and various related matters. Miscellaneous books related to spiritual practice are not valuable and can be found outside. But they should be of some help to you."
Chen Fan originally wanted to refuse, but when he heard Sapindus say that these things were inside, he couldn't help but get excited.
After all, what he lacks most now is the overall understanding of the practice world and some common sense in the practice world.
If you're lucky, you might be able to find some records about evil spirits or strange limbs.
Although it is true that as soapberry said, these things can also be found in the outside world, and it is not a secret.
As long as you can enter the Sutra Pavilion, you can collect the rest outside.
Thinking of this, Chen Fan finally put the token away.
Seeing that Chen Fan did not refuse, Sapindus asked the crazy old Taoist again: "Qingfeng and Qingyue don't want to enter the Jixian Temple either?"
The crazy old Taoist's eyes widened: "I didn't succeed in robbing my brother, so you come to rob my apprentice? Since when did you like poaching so much?"
The old man's face was slightly red, but he said: "This is cherishing talents! cherishing talents! Do you understand? How can the matter of cherishing talents be called poaching?"
The crazy old Taoist didn't listen to Soapwood's excuse and said directly: "If you want to poach someone, just ask Qingfeng and Qingyue. If they want to go, I won't stop them."
Upon hearing this, Qingfeng and Qingyue hurriedly hid behind the crazy old Taoist, and started laughing at the soapberry.
The answer is obvious, don’t go!
Sapindus felt that he could not save his face, so he also threw a token to each of Qingfeng Qingyue and said: "These two tokens have the same function as the token given to Chen Fan. Qingfeng Qingyue, if you two want to join Our Jixian Temple can come at any time."
After saying that, he flicked his sleeves and disappeared from this space.
