Dozo America

The fire in the fire pit was burning, and the flames flickered and made the faces of the two people red. Zhen Fan added a piece of firewood to the fire, and the low flame slowly began to rise again.

"I like the tranquility here very much, and there aren't even any mosquitoes. The tableware has been kept so clean after so many years. It's really surprising. Is it because of your magic?" Melissa knew the magic of Zhen Fan.

, but she didn’t expect it to be so magical. She raised her face and looked at Zhen Fan sitting beside her.

"It's Taoism, an ancient inheritance in China. Both Mia and Helena are learning it, and they are making rapid progress. They are the best students I have ever seen!" Zhen Fan smiled slightly, "You are a rigorous person.

Man, why do I seem to see a completely different you in the past two days?"

"Maybe it's because I'm too strict! There are times when I want to relax. It's a strange feeling. Because I have to make a living and find a good job, so I stay tense all day long, but... there's something about me when I'm around you

If I want to feel relaxed, this time I come to China may be the most relaxing time for me!" Melissa smiled, "Maybe it's because my current job is so comfortable and the salary is pretty good! Who?

I know!"

Zhen Fan smiled and said nothing. He knew that he had a kind of affinity. Perhaps the Taoist aura of peace and justice affected the people around him. But no matter what, this is a good thing.

The game Zhen Fan caught tasted delicious when grilled. After Melissa finished eating, she leaned against the fire pit and talked to Zhen Fan, chatting about her life and her former family. It turned out that Melissa was a single-parent family. Together with her mother

Life, and when Melissa was studying, she knew that she had to work-study to support herself. She also had to support her lazy mother.

"It's not easy!" Zhen Fan smiled at Melissa. Melissa didn't speak anymore. She just leaned on the chair quietly, as if thinking about something. Zhen Fan didn't bother her and looked at her.

She slowly fell asleep, so she added some wood, then gently put her coat on her body, and walked out slowly.

I sat in front of Master's grave for a while, recalling the previous life, and felt filled with emotion. Then I walked to the top of the mountain. The night wind was particularly cool, and I chose a rock to sit on. This is when I was young.

The place where Master often brought me to meditate. The traces are no longer obvious, and the stones are covered with moss.

Zhen Fan wiped away the layer of moss with a casual touch, and then exposed the smooth stone. Zhen Fan sat down cross-legged and began to meditate, and the Taoist breath immediately flowed through his body. He had a nostalgic thought,

I came here to meditate, that’s what I did before. This time I just wanted to experience the feeling of my childhood.

The evening breeze blew gently, and Zhen Fan slowly became immersed in it. But a feeling he had never felt before welled up from the bottom of his heart, as if he was trying to awaken his own memory. Pictures of his childhood and his master appeared one after another.

It looked so familiar before his eyes, but Zhen Fan knew that it was all an illusion.

"Xiao Fan..." A very soft voice suddenly reached Zhen Fan's ears. Even with a very soft call, he could feel that something familiar to his bones was Master, Master. He wanted to open his eyes.

His eyes, but the eyelids were very heavy, and it took a lot of effort to open them. The moonlight shone into his eyes, and not far from the stone where he sat cross-legged, his master, dressed in snow-white Taoist robes, stood in front of him.

"Master!" Zhen Fan called out, very softly. He knew that this was just the influence of the master in his mind. If he really thought he was the master, he would go crazy.

"Silly boy, I'm here!" The voice was so real that Zhen Fan suspected that this was not his hallucination, but that the real master was right in front of him, but...isn't the master already dead?

Is it there? Is it the soul of the master? He has never cared about this, and the soul of the master has never appeared.

But it appeared tonight. He stood in front of him. Zhen Fan struggled to get up from the stone, and then walked toward the master step by step with great difficulty, and stretched out his hand: "Master, where are you now?

?Heaven? Is it in the temple of the Taoist family?"

"Yes, I am there!" Master said, reaching out to hold Zhen Fan's hand. The two people's hands touched at that moment, and then a soft breath came to Zhen Fan's palm.

, yes, he held a hand, a real hand, not an imaginary thing like a soul.

"Ah, are you real? Are you really the master?" Zhen Fan couldn't help but screamed and tears flowed out. Yes, for so many years, he has been alone in this world with no one to rely on except his master.

This only relative, this kind of family love has penetrated deep into his bones.

"Master, you've come back to life. Have you achieved the Great Way? Can you live forever?" Zhen Fan couldn't help but hugged his master tightly, tears streaming down his face, even soaking his master's Taoist robes.

Real tears soaked into the clothes, all of this is so real.

"Xiaofan misses you so much!" Zhen Fan couldn't help but feel sad in his heart. Living alone for so many years made him hide all the sad things in his heart. At this moment, he couldn't help it anymore and cried bitterly.

She shed tears and hugged the master tightly, fearing that he would disappear in the next moment.

"Don't leave your disciple, okay?"

"Idiot, idiot, why don't I leave? Life, old age, illness and death, even if you practice Taoism, you can't escape these reincarnations. Unless you succeed in the Taoism, even if you live for one or two hundred years, or even longer, you still can't escape the catastrophe.

, Master has not cultivated enough, so there is life and death, and of course there will be reincarnation!"

"Is there really reincarnation?" Zhen Fan raised his head and looked at his master.

"Yes, reincarnation really does happen. I don't know where I will reincarnate and what kind of person I will become in reincarnation. But... none of these are more important than worrying. You are accomplished in Taoism and are talented. You may be able to explore the great road.

But... we still have to rely on chance, and understanding alone is not enough."

"Disciple knows!" When Zhen Fan heard that the master was still going to enter reincarnation, he suddenly felt a little sad, especially since the master didn't know where he would be reincarnated and who he would become!

"It's good to know, it's good to know!" Master smiled and reached out to touch Zhen Fan's head. Just when he was about to speak, suddenly the wind in the sky suddenly changed and dark clouds rolled in, suddenly covering the heads of Zhen Fan and Master.

, the master looked up and said solemnly to Zhen Fan, "This is the heavenly tribulation. When I came out to see you, I have messed up the heavenly secrets. The heavenly tribulation is coming. I don't think I can escape this time!"

He put his hands together and looked solemn.

"No, no, even the Heavenly Tribulation can't hurt you. I want to fight with Heaven!" Zhen Fan suddenly felt a surge of stubbornness. With a thought, he had a mahogany sword in his hand, and then pointed the sword towards the sky.

, shouting loudly, "Even natural disasters cannot destroy the happiness of human relations. If you dare to cross my master, I will fight with you!"

As if hearing Zhen Fan's roar, the dark clouds suddenly gathered more and more. Lightning flashed brightly from time to time in the dark clouds, ready to strike down with infinite thunder power at any time, teaching this ignorant and arrogant man who dared to challenge the calamity of the sky and the earth a lesson.

The guy, an increasingly strong and murderous aura filled the entire surrounding area.

Looking back at his master, he didn't know when he had entered a state of trance. He was sitting there cross-legged, like a statue, holding magic formulas in his hands, and the strong wind blew his clothes, making a hunting sound.

It was obvious that his master had forgotten everything and had no idea what Zhen Fan was doing.

This is the result of accepting the fate given by the heavenly calamity. Zhen Fan looked away, suddenly bit the tip of his tongue, and sprayed a mouthful of blood on the peach wood sword. Suddenly, the wooden sword glowed with a burst of brilliance, wasn't it thunder and lightning? I

also summon

Thunder and lightning, let’s see who is more powerful, Zhen Fan thought, and activated his thoughts. Suddenly, beyond the tired point of the disaster, there was another snake-like lightning flashing in the clouds. It was obvious that the two thunder and lightning were intertwined.

In the clouds.

Zhen Fan looked solemn and waved his wooden sword, commanding the thunder and lightning he summoned in the clouds to fight. He could only see that in the clouds, the lightning kept making "peeping" sounds, sometimes like two bright white streaks.

The dragons are intertwined, sometimes like two fish swimming side by side.

The fight became more and more intense, the sound of "Bi Pei" of lightning became louder and louder, and at this time the thunder began to sound deafening, as if it was about to tear the sky apart. Zhen Fan waved his wooden sword.

His movements are getting slower and slower, and the pressure he is under is getting bigger and bigger. Obviously, Jie Lei is not so easy to suppress. Its power is much more powerful than Zhen Fan imagined. But Zhen Fan has one belief, to protect

Be your own master.

"Bip!" There was a loud sound of lightning. The lightning pierced the sky, broke out of the clouds, and seemed to tear the sky into two halves. This time it was farther away from Zhen Fan. But Zhen Fan knew that the next time, the lightning would strike.

will be closer to him, because his resistance is getting weaker and weaker.

Another bolt of lightning almost shot out from the clouds and reached the ground. It was deflected by Zhen Fan's power, but it blew a large rock next to it into pieces.

"No, no, I must protect my master!" Zhen Fan suddenly gathered all his strength, and another mouthful of blood spurted out from his wooden sword, and then his whole body seemed to transform into a bolt of lightning, rushing towards the clouds.

"Bip" A bolt of lightning hit Zhen Fan's body. It was so powerful that it made Zhen Fan fall from the top of the clouds. Then he heard a loud "bang" and Zhen Fan felt that his body was shaking.

It seemed to be turning into pieces, floating gently.

"Ah——!" Zhen Fan shouted loudly, and suddenly the whole world became clear. A ray of golden sunshine shot out from the morning clouds and shone on Zhen Fan's body. His whole body seemed to be coated with a layer of magic.

There was a golden layer. There was no thunder and lightning, no dark clouds, and no Master. I was still sitting on that stone.

It's like it's something in another space. Another space? Zhen Fan was thinking about this idea, and suddenly his whole body appeared in a space. Seeing this change, Zhen Fan couldn't help but scream in surprise. He knew what it was.

There was space. With a thought, he actually came out again.

Naxumi is a mustard seed! A state of Taoism, he actually broke through a state in a night of suffering. (To be continued...)