Building The Ultimate Fantasy

Beiluo, an island in the middle of the lake.

Overcast.

Everyone on the island who had just experienced the terrifying spiritual pressure did not dare to say a word.

Lu Fan was sitting in a wheelchair, frowning slightly, looking at the sky, a ray of spiritual consciousness had already quietly tensed up.

After accepting the world level upgrade assessment, Lu Fan was ready to face a strong enemy. To be honest, Lu Fan hadn't encountered any decent enemies since his debut.

Back then, the members of the Yin-Yang family were counted as one...

At least it got him out of his wheelchair.

But it's a pity that he couldn't hold back a move at all, the body of Wei Luan, a member of the Yin Yang family, was completely cold.

At that time, Lu Fan was really disappointed.

None can beat.

Since the members of the Yinyang family, Lu Fan's strength has improved a lot, and now, there are already few opponents.

And this time the task reminds that there will be a situation where the master of the plane of the Zhongwu world will come as a clone of spiritual consciousness.

Lu Fan actually had some expectations.

I don't know if this lord of the plane can make him stand up from the wheelchair?

Of course, in order to show the other party some respect, Lu Fan was also a little urgent.

Waited for a long time.

The wind blows gently, blowing the chrysanthemums on the island to shake from side to side.

There were slight ripples on the surface of the lake, but there was no movement.

There was silence between heaven and earth.

The dark clouds also began to dissipate quietly, revealing the bright sunshine.

"Ok?"

"Didn't it come directly? Or did it come to other places?"

Lu Fan frowned.

The island in the middle of the lake is still calm.

The task reminder for the four wanderers will come in three months, but... the master of the plane in the world of Zhongwu,

But did not say so.

Therefore, Lu Fan guessed that it would come immediately.

Lu Fan waited for half a day, but there was no movement, so he felt dull and lost interest.

In fact, Lu Fan didn't really have much worry in his heart. After all, with his current strength, the third level of Qi refining, in terms of combat power, he actually surpassed Tizang and stepped into Zhongwu.

How much can Lu Fan worry about the avatar of the lord of the planes in the Zhongwu world?

Instead, it was the wanderers who made him curious.

According to the system's explanation, those wanderers are failed people who were eliminated after failing to build the world.

They wander in the nothingness of the world, waiting for the day when they will conquer the world and restore their glory again.

Compared with the plane masters of Zhongwu world, these wanderers may have a stronger desire for the world, and they will pose a greater threat to Lu Fan's mission completion.

Leaning in a wheelchair.

Lu Fan frowned, it seemed... that he couldn't continue to be salty.

The wheelchair automatically pushed Lu Fan down to the second floor of Baiyujing Pavilion slowly.

Your Excellency, on the island.

The aura storm dissipated gradually, the peach blossoms were blooming brilliantly, and the chrysanthemums were swaying in the wind, creating a scene like a fairyland.

"Young master."

When Lu Fan just went downstairs.

Ning Zhao, who finished concentrating, opened her eyes, stood gracefully, and bowed respectfully towards Lu Fan.

Ni Yu was carrying the black pot, her face flushed, and she also stood up.

Xie Yunling, Gong Shuyu, and Hua Dongliu all looked at Lu Fan in amazement. This was the first time they had seen Lu Fan clearly at close range.

They looked at the legendary young master Lu.

Sitting in a silver wheelchair, one or two chess boxes are placed on the left and right of the wheelchair guard, and the other hand guard is fiery red, like the phoenix feather sword.

Dressed in white clothes, with red lips and white teeth, he looks like a young man who has read a lot of poetry and books.

Hua Dongliu looked at Lu Fan, never expecting that the person who threw the peerless sword would look like such a handsome young man.

"Young Master Lu."

The three of them clasped their hands.

A lone boat floats in the distance.

Lu Dongxuan also lifted his clothes and boarded the shore.

Lu Fan glanced at the three of them and nodded slightly.

"Since it's over, let's go back."

Lu Fan said.

Hua Dongliu, Xie Yunling, and Gong Shuyu were slightly taken aback.

"Didn't Young Master Lu want to recruit us? Why did you let me go?"

Xie Yunling was a little puzzled and couldn't help but speak.

"Well……"

Lu Fan sat on the Thousand Blade Chair, glanced at Xie Yunling, and pondered slightly.

"makes sense."

"Then from today onwards, Dao Sect, Sword Sect, and Trick Sect are all under Bai Yujing's command..."

"Rename, Dao Pavilion, Sword Pavilion, Organ Pavilion..."

"However, unlike Tianji Pavilion, Bai Yujing will not restrict your development, and it doesn't matter if you compete with each other. As long as you don't destroy each other, everything is easy to talk about."

"Every two years, there will be an assessment. According to the assessment results, Bai Yujing will give corresponding rewards, such as spirit stones, practice methods, treasure spirit tools, etc..."

Lu Fan tapped his finger on the handguard of the wheelchair, and said calmly.

The voice lingered on the pavilion, but it caused Xie Yunling and other disciples to gradually change their complexions.

What Lu Fan meant was obvious, Bai Yujing would not interfere with their development, and even let them compete for the top.

Xie Yunling never expected that it would end like this.

However, for Xie Yunling and Daozong, this was the best ending, and it was even a rare opportunity.

Daozong has a huge advantage over the Sword Sect, because Daozong has a dragon gate!

Longmen is the best secret realm for cultivating practitioners. In it, the strength of Daozong's disciples can be greatly tempered, and they will definitely far surpass the organ masters and sword sects!

"Thank you, Young Master Lu!"

Didn't say much.

Xie Yunling, Hua Dongliu and Gong Shuyu all surrendered.

"From now on, you will call me son like Lao Lu..."

Lu Fan nodded slightly and said.

"In addition, I would like to remind you that the world will undergo major changes in the future, and you must prepare early."

Lu Fan said.

The three of Xie Yunling were taken aback, as if they didn't understand what Lu Fan meant by such a special reminder.

Will the world change drastically?

Was Lu Fan talking about conflicts in the world?

The major eunuchs are finally going to take action against the Great Zhou Dynasty?

But it is also true, the world must be divided for a long time, and it must be divided for a long time. Disputes, after all, must have a result.

As for the temples, these schools of thought, unlike Confucianism and Mohism, actually didn't get involved much.

However, since Lu Fan said it, Xie Yunling and the others accepted it humbly.

"Thank you for reminding me, son."

Lu Fan could see their expressions, but he didn't say anything.

The world-level upgrade assessment task is not bad at all.

Today, although the spiritual energy has recovered and the entire Dazhou has entered the era of practitioners, most people have not yet entered the ultimate pursuit of cultivation.

On the contrary, I feel that practitioners are fundamental to determine the situation in the world.

What Lu Fan hopes is that everyone can use the resources of practice to break through the realm as soon as possible.

Instead of joining the temple and fighting for the world...

No matter how good the world is, how important is it to upgrade the world?

"Go."

Lu Fan waved his hand.

Signaled Xie Yunling and the others to leave.

Hua Dongliu pulled out the old sword stuck in the ground, this old sword that had been with him for decades, but the blade was densely covered with cracks, as if it would break at any moment.

Hua Dongliu smiled and swung his sword into its sheath, but he didn't care.

He cupped his hands towards Lu Fan and left.

The Sword Sect has since been renamed Jianmen. Although Huadongliu has regrets, he is not too disgusted. After all... it is very lucky to be able to preserve the Sword Sect instead of being wiped out directly.

Besides, in Huadongliu's heart... an inexplicable heat surged.

The competitor of Jianmen is Daomen.

There will be an assessment two years later, and at that time... it will be the battle between Jianmen and Daomen!

As for Gong Shuyu's organ door... all the disciples of the organ school were killed and injured in the battle that destroyed the Mohist organ city.

Therefore, Huadongliu didn't take it seriously.

What's more, the strongest weapon of the organist is the hidden weapon, and Gong Shuyu's hidden weapon "Rainstorm Pear Blossom" has already been used once.

Has been scrapped.

A "Rainstorm Pear Blossom" took Gong Shuyu's life, Hua Dongliu had to admit.

The rainstorm pear blossoms are very strong.

If the target is not Young Master Lu, but Huadongliu is his target, Huadongliu will surely die.

The condensed life essence of the masters of the organ family showed the ultimate youth in an instant. If it weren't for encountering a monster like Young Master Lu, who would be able to stop it?

Therefore, without Rainstorm Pear Blossom, Gong Shuyu's whole body strength is not worth worrying about.

Xie Yunling also bowed towards Lu Fan.

Gong Shuyu, the son of the organ family, did not move.

Xie Yunling and Hua Dongliu didn't say anything, they left, floated on the solitary boat, stepped on the solitary boat, and left the island in the middle of the lake.

"Why don't you go?"

Lu Fan looked at Gong Shuyu.

For Gong Shuyu, he was able to create such a hidden weapon as the "Rainstorm Pear Blossom", which made him feel amazing.

Almost with a hidden weapon, the level of combat power in the entire world has been raised.

Therefore, Lu Fan still appreciated it.

"My son..."

Gong Shuyu's hoarse voice sounded.

His short body trembled a few times, then he cupped his hands and knelt down on the ground with his forehead pressed against the ground.

"My Gong Shuyu is the only one left in the mechanism family. My Gongshuyu has been pursuing the ultimate mechanism technique all his life, but in the end, it is all in vain. Please let me stay on the island, so that I can spend the remaining years quietly."

Gong Shuyu's voice was a little lonely, mixed with a sense of belated helplessness.

far away.

Lu Dongxuan touched the big gold chain around his neck and sighed.

Compared with other hundreds of forces, the organ family has stricter requirements for disciples, not only must they be able to endure loneliness, but they must also have talent.

After all, it is impossible to create a hidden weapon, such a delicate thing as a mechanism beast, without talent.

There are not many disciples of the organ family.

The overlord attacked the mechanism city and destroyed many mechanism beasts. The disciple of the mechanism family who controlled the mechanism beasts died tragically.

What's more, Gong Shuyu spent his whole life building the hidden weapon "Rainstorm Pear Blossom". Now that the Rainstorm Pear Blossom has been activated, he has lost all motivation and passion.

He who was already old seemed to be getting older.

It is a kind of decadence and twilight after a person loses his faith.

Lu Fan leaned on the wheelchair and looked at Gong Shuyu, who was kneeling on the ground, with calm eyes.

"In a month's time, create a 'storm pear blossom' again, and then you can stay."

Lu Fan said.

After the words fell, the "Artifice Refining Handbook" was wrapped in spiritual consciousness, which turned into a little golden light, and touched the center of Gong Shuyu's eyebrows.

Afterwards, Lu Fan ignored the horrified Gong Shuyu, and the wheelchair was pushed by Ning Zhao to the cramped girl holding a pipa sitting on the blue stone ladder.

Mingyue's face was a little excited, a little embarrassed.

There is no doubt that Lu Fan's strength is obvious to all, how could Mingyue not be cramped.

It is equivalent to the cramped and nervousness of ordinary people seeing the emperor.

"I said, if you can wrap your aura into the sound of the pipa, you can stay, and you did it."

Lu Fan said.

Mingyue's pretty face turned red, both nervous and excited.

"Master... son, I..."

Lu Fan waved his hand and said.

"Play a tune, and I'll listen."

Mingyue was stunned, and hurriedly nodded, holding the pipa, she sat upright on the bluestone steps, her slender legs folded together, her bare hands dropped the strings, and flicked them lightly.

Mingyue closed her eyes, she watched the battle between the four masters and Lu Fan, and realized the pipa music.

When the mind was calm, the music became more and more urgent, like a wind formed by a blade, with sharpness and chill.

It was an indomitable attack in order not to leave regrets.

The aura is wrapped in the sound of the piano and spreads out, making the gravel on the ground jump.

There is also a faint force of cutting.

Unfortunately, it's still a bit worse.

The song is over.

The solemnity and foreboding on Mingyue's face disappeared, replaced by a dash of haste.

"Not bad...what's the name of this song?"

Lu Fan tapped his finger on the gauntlet, and asked in a crisp voice.

Mingyue let out an "ah" with a look of embarrassment.

"My lord, this song has no name yet. If you don't dislike it, can you choose a name for this song?"

Mingyue said respectfully.

Hearing this, Ning Zhao pursed her red lips slightly.

This girl... Let the son be named, this is too hard to think about!

Ni Yu also raised his hand to touch his forehead, asking the young master to name him, you seem to be making me laugh.

Bai Qingniao is eager to try it, and she is most interested in naming it.

As if feeling Bai Qingniao's eagerness to try, Xiao Fengyi with a head popped out from the gap in her chest and rolled her eyes.

He met Mingyue's excited and expectant eyes.

Lu Fan felt that he could not disappoint the other party's kindness.

Therefore, he frowned slightly and fell into deep thought.

on the lake.

The lone boat floated gently, Nie Zhangqing carried the nun on her back and stood on it, in order to avoid encountering Xie Yunling, Nie Zhangqing deliberately waited for Xie Yunling to leave before going to the island.

The breeze is blowing, and the white shirt is hunting.

The appearance of the island was finally seen clearly.

island.

Lu Fan exhaled lightly, and met Mingyue's hopeful gaze.

The corner of his mouth raised, and he said, "This song is created by you observing the ultimate elegance of the four masters before the end of the era, so... then it's called 'The Sun Never Sets'."

Mingyue was startled.

Standing behind the wheelchair, Ning Zhao pursed her red lips, and sure enough...

Ni Yu pursed her mouth, she couldn't smile, if she did, the young master's dragon fruit seed-like eyes might stare at her.

However.

Ni Yu didn't smile.

Xiao Fengyi, who had a head protruding from the skirt of the white blue bird's chest, couldn't help raising its wings and screaming "chirp", as if it was... laughing.

Ni Yu glanced at Xiao Fengyi, and finally couldn't help laughing out loud.

Laughter lingers among the islands.

after a long time...

The laughter gradually died down, and finally, the island was silent.

"My lord, if I say that I'm laughing at that chicken...would you believe it?"

"Master... son... I was wrong!"