Building The Ultimate Fantasy

Clouds gradually covered the sky.

Lu Fan pinched a ray of golden light and sat on Qianren's wheelchair.

He didn't burn this golden glow, he had other plans for how to deal with this golden glow.

Using the power of the Feng Ling Sword, Lu Fan pulled a lot of things out of the golden glow.

"The world where Jinmang is located is the world of Chinese martial arts. There are also practitioners. According to the division, they are divided into condensed qi, which is similar to the qi pill I created. The foundation is like the body store I created, which is built on top of the foundation. , it’s the Gold Core Realm..."

Lu Fan frowned, Jinmang's body was an existence of Jindan Realm.

This ray of golden light penetrated the origin of the world, and originally wanted to devour the energy of Lu Fan's world, improve his strength, and break through the shackles of the golden core.

Unexpectedly, it fell into Lu Fan's hands.

It seemed that Lu Fan only had the strength to condense Qi, but he was comparable to the old monster at the Golden Core level.

Lu Fan was also helpless about this.

After all, he can only refine Qi.

"Absorb the energy of the world's origin..."

Lu Fan looked at Jin Mang's mouth slightly raised.

Since the spiritual avatar of the lord of the plane can absorb the energy of the world's origin, Lu Fan wondered whether he could absorb the energy of the opponent's Zhongwu world into this world through this strand of origin, so as to speed up the world What about the evolution and ascension?

This is a very bold idea.

With this idea in mind, Lu Fan didn't shrink back. After having a general idea in his mind, he began to arrange it.

Lean on railing.

The leisurely lake breeze blew in, blowing Lu Fan's hair on his temples.

With a simple move, Beiluo Lake spread out from the middle to both sides, and the lake water on both sides seemed to be cut evenly, like a waterfall flowing straight down.

Lu Fan flicked his fingers, and a strand of golden light was immediately entangled in the spiritual energy chains and floated into the bottom of the lake.

Lu Fan suppressed this spiritual avatar of the master of the plane in the Zhongwu world.

island.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay,

Lu Fan didn't know what he put into the bottom of the lake, but they all seemed to hear the screaming and howling of that thing.

Lu Fan's methods became more and more mysterious and weird to everyone.

Looking at the calm lake surface, Xie Yunling understood in his heart that he couldn't see through Lu Fan's strength at all.

When the four masters fought against Lu Fan, Young Master Lu never exerted his full strength.

The Thousand Blade Chair was running, but there was no sound.

Lu Fan in white shirt came down from the second floor of the Baiyujing Pavilion and came straight towards Xie Yunling.

"Young master."

Xie Yunling cupped his hands.

He knew that he survived this time only because of Lu Fan's mercy.

If Lu Fan got a little impatient when he was being controlled, he might be wiped out in an instant.

Lu Fan didn't speak, but just looked at the sparkling lake.

Xie Yunling stood quietly behind him, the wind blew their clothes, making the peach blossoms and chrysanthemums on the island flutter gently.

A sparrow was alarmed and let out a tearing cry.

"Young master...what the hell is that?"

Xie Yunling looked at Lu Fan's back and spoke.

"That barbarian... No, it's definitely not a barbarian. Something controls the barbarian like it controls me."

Xie Yunling said with bright eyes.

Lu Fan nodded slightly.

"Indeed, that barbarian has been dead for several days and is under control."

Lu Fan propped his chin with one hand, and stroked the woolen blanket with the other, said.

"You are very lucky and did not die. However, after being controlled, your soul was injured. For the next few days, you should stay on the island to cultivate."

Lu Fan said.

"Here."

Xie Yunling hesitated for a moment, but still nodded.

"You must be wondering what that is, right?"

"If you are human, you will have curiosity. I didn't want to tell the world, but since you have been possessed, I don't bother to hide it from you. I can erase your memory, but it's not necessary."

"Daozong is now under Bai Yujing's Dao Pavilion, and there are some things that you all have to know sooner or later, and you have to face..."

Lu Fan's voice was a little flat.

Xie Yunling's heart froze, and the beating speed suddenly accelerated a little.

Lu Fan looked at the shimmering surface of the lake that had been shattered by the golden sunlight, as if he had seen through the dragon gate with a glance, and saw a protracted battle in the central palace that had not yet ended.

Slowly said: "Do you know the secret realm of Wolongling?"

Xie Yunling was stunned, and nodded: "I know, Sansi obtained the ancient practice method "Lunling Sword Copy" in the secret realm of Wolongling, and successfully stepped into the level of cultivating Qi Pill."

"The ancient Qi refiner..." There seemed to be a faint smile in Lu Fan's voice.

"You should know that in the past hundred years, there has never been a spiritual energy in the Great Zhou Dynasty, and no practitioners have appeared... But these days, since the opening of the Wolongling secret realm, practitioners have appeared frequently."

"This is brought about by a spiritual recovery."

Lu Fan said.

He raised his hand and grasped the void with his palm. The next moment, the originally transparent aura in the sky and the earth suddenly turned into light blue.

Xie Yunling was stunned, but saw the light blue streamer flowing all over the sky, shuttling between the lake, the island and the dragon gate.

Beautiful like a magical picture scroll.

"There is spiritual energy in the world, but you can't see it. As the spiritual energy recovers, the spiritual energy in the world will become stronger and stronger. One day, every corner of the world will be filled with spiritual energy."

"Restore to become like in ancient times."

Lu Fan said slowly.

Xie Yunling was fascinated to hear it.

"From the secret realm of Wolong Ridge to the Eight Great Dragon Gates, they are all related to the glorious and magnificent era of ancient times, and may be the secret treasures left before the destruction of the ancient era..."

"In that era, qi dans were as numerous as dogs, and body possessions were everywhere, and the body possessions were just the foundation of practice. There were also ancient emperors who brandished the sky, trying to compete with the gods."

Lu Fan tapped his fingers lightly on the wheelchair, organizing his words.

"But, have you ever thought about why such a glorious ancient era... why did it disappear?"

"The spiritual energy is hidden, and there are no practitioners in the world?"

Lu Fan said.

Fascinated, Xie Yunling, who seemed to be dreaming back to ancient times, was stunned.

His face suddenly turned pale.

"Young Master... Could it be because of controlling my existence?"

Lu Fan nodded slightly.

"The one who controls you...you can call it an extraterrestrial demon."

"When the spiritual energy revives, these extraterrestrial demons are like cats smelling fishy. They want to swallow all the energy of this world and bury this era."

"Just like the glorious ancient times."

Lu Fan said.

Xie Yunling's body trembled, he felt as if he had come into contact with a deep secret of the world.

He had no doubts, because Lu Fan had no reason to lie to him.

He also had no right to let Lu Fan lie to him.

"The demons this time are just the beginning, and more demons will come in the future... Recovery represents an opportunity, but there is also an irresistible and predictable crisis."

Lu Fan leaned on the wheelchair.

"The purpose of my creation of Bai Yujing is very simple. It is not to conquer the world, but to lead the world's practitioners in the era of spiritual revival, to resist the evil spirits from outside the sky, to protect everything that is in the heart, and to protect their homeland."

"Don't let the darkness of the ancient times come to this troubled world again, and repeat the mistakes of the ancient times."

Lu Fan said slowly.

His voice was a little heavy.

Xie Yunling's heart trembled when he heard this, the evil spirits outside the sky...it turns out that there are evil spirits outside the heavens and the earth!

Is this how the glorious era of ancient Qi refiners came to an end?

Xie Yunling looked at Lu Fan's back leaning on the wheelchair, the setting sun shone down, pulling his body very long.

Xie Yunling used to think that Bai Yujing had huge ambitions to dominate the world's rivers, lakes and temples.

However……

Now Xie Yunling knew that it was just that his level was too low.

Jianghu and temples are nothing in the eyes of the young master.

The son established Bai Yujing to target those evil spirits in the world, and to protect the world.

Xie Yunling felt as if her heart had been hit by a heavy blow.

Once upon a time, a hundred schools of thought claimed to have seen through the essence of the world and the falsehood.

From birth to entry into the world, from rivers and lakes to temples, they began to intervene in the changes in the world and the court.

But now, Xie Yunling realized that the level of their masters is too low.

At least...compared to Bai Yujing.

One level lower.

Lu Fan ignored Xie Yunling any more. He and Xie Yunling said this just to give an explanation to the spiritual avatar of the Lord of Faces, and to find a reason for the arrival of the homeless three months later.

It is also connected in series with the big lie he wove about the recovery of spiritual energy.

Of course, the main purpose is to give some pressure and stimulation to the people of this world. This world still needs to grow.

Lu Fan raised his hand.

With a thought, Lu Fan quoted the rune imprint in the [Preaching Platform] into reality.

He started to draw the formation.

Xie Yunling stood behind Lu Fan, looking horrified.

But he saw that Lu Fan wove magical and mysterious runes with aura in his hands, and these runes sprang out and gathered in the sky and the earth.

There were waves on the lake.

It seems that there are words engraved on the lake.

A huge circular formation enveloped the lake.

Xie Yunling was stunned, young master...is this setting up an formation?

Lu Fan was indeed setting up his formation.

Just like the spiritual avatar of the lord of the plane can absorb energy from this world and devour the origin of the world.

Then Lu Fan used the avatar of spiritual consciousness as a line to connect the two worlds, built a formation, absorbed the energy of the Chinese martial arts world into this world, and created the origin of the world, which is the so-called way of heaven.

In this way, Wuhuang Continent will step into the level of middle martial arts, and even the speed of high martial arts will be much faster.

Xie Yunling stood there.

He looked demented.

Because of Lu Fan's formation, he felt something, and he seemed to have fallen into a new world.

The formation was quickly completed, and this formation almost exhausted Lu Fan's soul strength.

Lu Fan raised his hand and patted the lake surface lightly.

Immediately, the formation sank to the bottom of the lake.

It was like a big net, which caught that ray of golden light.

The golden awn that was sealed at the bottom of the lake was twisting unbelievably!

This person...is his heart too big? !

Late at night.

After setting up the formation, Lu Fan returned to the second floor of the pavilion.

Start playing chess to restore soul strength and spirit.

Absorbing the origin of another world is a long-term matter, at least...it is impossible to absorb the energy of condensing the origin as soon as it comes up, it needs to be gradually accumulated.

When the source is formed, Lu Fan may start to build the way of heaven.

...

On the vast plain, iron riders were galloping, and the sound of horseshoes was deafening.

Jiang Li rode his horse, and he, dressed in silver armor, exuded a bright brilliance under the moonlight.

Behind him, dozens of Black Dragon Guards followed, as well as ten thousand soldiers and horses from the Great Zhou Emperor Capital.

This is the ultimate soldier and horse he can take away from the Great Zhou Emperor Capital.

far away.

In front of a majestic canyon, there is a dense army stationed.

The tents are densely covered.

Jiang Li pulled the reins, and the steed's front hoofs were raised high, and it stomped hard on the ground, kicking up dust.

"Nanjun's 100,000 troops..."

Jiang Li looked at the repressed army with a dignified look on his face, as if the barracks was a dragon's pool and a tiger's lair.

Jiang Li did not doubt Tang Xiansheng's ambitions, this person was by no means as simple as he appeared on the surface.

One hundred thousand troops, how big a piece of meat is that, how could they be willing to give it to the Great Zhou Dynasty?

Send it to the lips of the Great Zhou Dynasty?

Yu Wenxiu felt that this was a piece of meat that could be swallowed.

However, Jiang Li didn't have much confidence.

Looking back, he glanced at the ten thousand horses behind him, and Chi Lian in military uniform.

After Jiang Li nodded slightly, he rode his horse forward, and in the dark plain, it was like an arrow that was heading forward and converged with the army of Nanjun.

...

North County.

Tailing, ask Tianfeng.

This is an extremely precipitous area, outside of Tailing, the army of Beijun is stationed here.

Tantaixuan was dressed in military uniform, sitting on a high position, looking at the letter in his hand, his eyes could not help but narrow slightly.

"Nanjun dispatched troops, Great Zhou dispatched commanders, and went to the Northern Expedition..."

"This is to seize this dragon gate before my North County cultivates practitioners from the dragon gate!"

Tantaixuan looked at the contents of the secret letter by the light of the burning torch, with a sneer on his face.

The battle of Longmen represents the future competition for the dominance of the world.

Tantaixuan finally walked out of the shadow of Buzhou Feng's Longmen, and found Wentianfeng's Longmen, how could he just give up?

"Giant, what do you think?"

Under the big account.

Mo Beike is pouring tea and drinking.

Mo Ju shook his feather fan, with a half-smile expression on his face.

"Don't worry about the prefect, things are not as bad as imagined."

Mo Beike smiled and said.

After returning from Beiluo City, Mo Beike was like Kong Xiu, he was much older, and his whole body was a little old-fashioned.

Maybe it's because their time has passed, and there will always be a little sadness in their hearts.

"Nanjun's army marched north...I don't know who it is."

Mo Beike took a sip of tea and said.

"Mo Ju, what do you think?"

Mo Mo, who was shaking the feather fan lightly, smiled and waved the fan.

"The current Great Zhou Dynasty can be stabilized mainly because of Jiang Li... With Jiang Li leading the army, the Great Zhou's army can be stabilized."

"Tang Xiansheng sent 100,000 troops to the north, claiming to attack our North County. He was naturally sincere. How could Yu Wenxiu miss this opportunity? A hundred thousand troops... If he can wipe out our North County in one fell swoop, or take Tailing Longmen , Yu Wenxiu's pressure will be greatly reduced, why not do it?"

"I have to say that the little emperor Yu Wenxiu has grown a lot, at least he has courage..."

"He issued an imperial edict to send Jiang Li out of the Imperial Capital. This is because he has enough confidence in the defense of the Imperial Capital to dare to do so."

"Indeed, no one can make a better choice than Jiang Li as the commander. This is indeed a correct and courageous decision."

"but……"

Mo Ju shook his feather fan lightly, his eyes flickering.

Inside the big tent, the crackling sound of torches burning resounded throughout.

Tantaixuan was very interested, he looked at Mo Ju, motioned Mo Ju to continue, "But what?"

Mo Ju glanced at Tantai Xuan, and became serious: "However, Tang Xiansheng also recommended Jiang Li to be in command..."

"Tang Xiansheng is... a treacherous and cunning man. He must have no good intentions in making such a plan."

"Jiang Li...is in danger."

There was appreciation in Mo Beike's cloudy eyes, he put down the teacup in his hand, and stroked his palm gently.

The sound of crackling torches resounded endlessly.

The moonlight is clear and cold, showering the earth with an icy luster.

There is a single rider coming from the south.

Like a ghost in the middle of the night, wrapped in a black robe and hood, it entered the Beijun camp.