Rebirth – City Cultivation

The Jiulong Mountain on Hong Kong Island is a mountain range consisting of eight hills with a relatively low elevation and a main peak. It is named Jiulong Mountain because it is in a circle and is like a dragon. (fictional place name)

The sky was still bright, and many local residents and tourists had already got up early and arrived at the foot of Jiulong Mountain.

Jiulong Guanri is a very famous attraction on Hong Kong Island. There is a viewing platform on the main peak. You can directly see the sunrise on the sea. It is magnificent and beautiful. Every year, people from all over the country dare to see the sunrise.

Zhou Qingya and others, also took the opportunity to get up early, bought a breakfast on the road, and rushed over. The result was disappointing. Today, Jiulongshan was blocked and no one was allowed to climb. Looking at the circle at the foot of the mountain, armed with a group of special police. Qian Wei complained:

"What do you do, we are so easy to get up so early, the result is not to be notified, the blockade is not allowed to go up."

"Is there a big man who wants to climb a mountain, or is a movie being learned?" Liu Xiaojing wondered. Hong Kong Island used to be a famous film base. Hong Kong films are famous both at home and abroad. Unfortunately, after the 1990s, Hong Kong films began to decline. However, there are still many films that will be read on Hong Kong Island. Every time, streets, scenic spots, shopping malls and the like are blocked.

"How to block it, pull a yellow strip, use a heavily armed special police?" Qi Wangsun shook his head. "This is more like the look of Fengshan Dasou. I am afraid that something big has happened on the top of the mountain."

They are talking at the foot of the mountain.

Suddenly someone pointed to a human: "How can the guy go in?"

Qiu Yilun and others quickly looked at the past, and saw a tall, long-haired shawl, handsome and beautiful black youth, even into the special police circle, along the mountain road, step by step to the mountain .

"Hey, he looks like Chen Fan." Zhou Qingya suddenly grinned.

"Yeah, really super like." Liu Xiaojing and others also nodded.

"I don't know if the boss ran and took it in the past few days. I don't see a note. It's true. Everyone said that they came to Hong Kong together." Qiu Yilun complained. Only Qi Wang Sun Meng’s bow.

He has studied micro-expressions and behavior with special personnel hired in the family.

The true and false of this person can be judged according to human micro-expressions, actions, and manners. Seniors, even do not need to see you, see your back is enough to identify.

When Qi Wang Sun first saw it, he also felt that this person was very similar to Chen Fan, but it was not Chen Fan. He was much more than Chen Fanshuai. But from the back, I found that this person is the same as Chen Fan, except for the high point. Whether it is the distance of the footsteps, the posture of walking, the movement of carrying hands, it is almost a replica of Chen Fan.

‘Weird, is there a road position of two people in the world, is it repeated? ’

Qi Wang Sun was shocked.

At this time, Chen Fan has already stepped on the mountain road and headed for the summit of Kowloon.

The main peak of Jiulong Mountain is about 500 meters high. Chen Fan steps one step at a time. The footsteps are as accurate as the size measurement. It seems to be slow, but the figure quickly plunges into the mountains.

On this road, he met many monks. A small part of these monks are from Hong Kong Island. Most of them come from all over the country and around the world to participate in the Lingnan International Metaphysical Feng Shui Conference. But now they are gathered in Jiulongshan to expect a glimpse of the legendary battle between real people and masters.

"It is him, he is Chen Beixuan!"

There are very few people who have seen Chen Fan’s photos, but as soon as they see Chen Fan stepping on the steps, they immediately judge that this person is the legendary master of the list.

Chen Fan, who is now in appearance, looks like a peerless sword with the same handle. The light in his eyes shines, the black hair of the shawl shines like a pearl, and the body is divided by a golden ratio, clean and flawless, with a fragrance of vegetation. The key is that Chen Fan’s arrogant atmosphere is not a strong man, not at all.

"Chen Beixuan is coming, this battle of shocking world is finally about to begin."

Countless people turned their eyes to the top of the mountain and cast it on the 100-meter-long viewing platform. Although they can't go up, the ability of the entrants and the warriors is one or two hundred meters apart, almost as if they are in front of them. With their sense of hearing and touch, they can imagine the battle on the platform.

When Chen Fan went up, the status of the person he met was more honorable. He saw Yu Qing, the special envoy of the Hong Kong government, and Director Xu. In the eyes of Yu Qing, the starlight shines, and now Chen Fan, who looks like a man, is like a big powerhouse in Megatron, a major general of the Canglong Special Team.

And Director Xu and others are like ghosts. Why didn’t he see it overnight, Chen Fan changed his appearance.

Chen Fan continued to step on. When he reached the last section of the mountain, he saw an old man sitting in a chair. The old man may be over 90 years old, but his blood is still sufficient, his body is strong and healthy, but now he is obviously overworked and his face is pale.

"Zheng Zhongming?"

Chen Fan recognized the Hong Kong Island Zheng family's richest man. As a well-known rich man in the Chinese circle, he has repeatedly appeared on television, and his life is continued by Chen Fan's remedy. But Chen Fan did not care.

Zheng Zhongming is now in front of him, no more than an ant.

What Chen Fan needs is only a reason, a reason why the country and the Hong Kong government cannot intervene. Now, the reason is in front of him.

Defeat Zhou Daoji and take the life of the Hong Kong Island Zheng family!

Behind Zheng Zhongming, there are still dozens of extraordinary old men. Everyone has awkward mana fluctuations. If there are people in the field of law, they will definitely know each other. These dozens are all in the southern world, and there are only a handful of them. The master exists.

Zhang Ziru, he stood in third place, in front of him, there are two old people. The atmosphere of these two old men is extremely large, and there is no difference between the two kings that Chen Fan has seen.

Counting Zhang Ziru, this is the presence of at least three real people and ten masters who have entered the peak. Chen Fan even saw Huang Wenze and Huang Master who had met in Dongcheng.

It is a pity that this group of people has not been placed in the eyes of Chen Fan. His heart is touched by the man on the top of the mountain.

"Mr. Chen, if I give you 10 billion, can this gambling be done?"

Father Zheng, sitting in the rocking chair, suddenly sighed.

Did not see Chen Fanqian, he was full of confidence in Zhou Daoji, can see Chen Fan that moment, Zheng Zhongming suddenly guilty. In Chen Fan's body, he couldn't see the slightest domineering or mightyness, only to ignore the indifference of the people. This indifferent, Zhou Daoji, has never let him feel. It is like a **** overlooking all beings.

Unprecedented, Zheng Zhongming lost a bit of confidence in the first master of Hong Kong Island.

"late."

Chen Fan faintly spit out two words.

He spit out these two words, Zheng Zhongming seems to have long been expected, but still a few years old.

Chen Fan did not pay attention to these big men who were shaking on Hong Kong Island. Instead, they climbed into the foothills of Jiulong.

When Chen Fan’s footsteps on the top of the mountain, the sun jumped out of the sea from the east, and the golden light shone through the heavens and the earth, and the whole mountain was covered with a ray of light.

"There is a beautiful world and no words. Compared with it, what is the battle I am waiting for?"

An old man in a silk gown sighed and turned his head.

The old man did not know how old he was, his face was mottled and his wrinkles were deep. There are only a pair of pupils, black and white, pure and clean like a baby, but when you look closely, you will feel the eyes, just like the sea.

Hong Kong Island Feng Shui Master, Southern Law First, Zhou Daoji!

The master who once locked the Kowloon and killed the guru and the Megatron Island, like Chen Fan’s many years of friends, showed a pure smile: "The little friend actually came, I thought, Xiaoyou. I will find another place and fight with me."

"How can you make me jealous when you are here?"

Chen Fan bears his hands and looks proud.

When facing the Zhou Daozi in front, his **** clearly discerned that although Zhou Daoji's cultivation was infinitely close to the gods, it was a world of difference with the sea of ​​God. Now it can only be regarded as the peak of the revision of the law, and Lei Qian is the most important.

Tong Xuan and Shen Hai are two completely different levels. If they don't enter the realm, they are not the enemy of Chen Fan.

However, the way of the technique is different and unpredictable. Chen Fan also wants to see what is the difference between the earth's technique and the real sacred spell. And Zhou Daoji still has a hidden atmosphere, which seems to be some kind of magic weapon or Taoism. Although Chen Fan did not feel dangerous, he has a little interest.

"Is this the legendary god?"

When Chen Fan’s thoughts were moved, Zhou Daoji was slightly discolored.

Compared with the martial arts master, the practice of the real person is more sensitive to the mental power. Although Zhou Daoji can't really capture Chen Fan's thoughts, he can vaguely feel its existence.

"I have seen a master of spiritual power in Western Europe. He can condense his spirit into essence, cut the volley and cut off the vegetation." Zhou Daoji shook his head. "It is a pity that Chen Xiaoyou is as vast and vast as the world. Chen Xiaoyou is a step closer to the gods than me."

"Thirty years ago you could kill the guru. After thirty years, have you not yet entered the realm?"

Chen Fan calmly said. He is also very curious about the gods of the earth. No matter whether he has seen the Thousands of Thousands or the Zhou Daoji, he is considered a genius. Although he is far less than Chen Fan, he may be a master of a star in the universe. .

But they are all stuck in the realm of God, and it seems that they can't step in anyway.

"The gods are difficult, it is difficult to go to the sky." Zhou Daoji shook his head and smiled. "Since 50 years ago, I have never heard of the birth of a new world in this world. If it is true, then you or Ye Nantian!"

"Is it?" Chen Fan smiled a little and didn't care.

Xiao Ye Ye Nantian, how can he be compared with his North Xuan Xianzun.

"The battle for fighting the law is divided into wins and losses, but also life and death. Are you ready to die?"

Chen Fan lifted the palm of the white jade, urging the real yuan, a small whirlwind gradually condensed in his hands, and finally formed a storm-like cyclone. The edge of the cyclone is incredibly sharp, like a sharp electric drill that can tear steel.

"Haha, Chen Xiaoyou, who is the deer, especially unclear."

Zhou Daoji laughed and laughed, his sleeves roared like long dragons, and the golden sunshine gathered all over him, making him look like a god.

Ps: The second is more, the author continues to write the third more o(n_n)o (to be continued., your support is my biggest motivation.) 16-10-1109:33:58