Building The Ultimate Fantasy

Lu Fan was no stranger to Wudi City.

The last time he occupied Young Master Tianxu's body, he had seen Wudi City from a distance, so Lu Fan was quite familiar with Wudi City.

He occupied the body of the first floor of the wind. Although Lu Fan didn't know why the first floor of the wind appeared on his way, Lu Fan didn't think too much about it. At least, the appearance of the first floor of the wind gave Lu Fan Solved a lot of troubles.

The purple robe fluttered in the wind and snow.

Lu Fan went down to the barren mountain, and he did not join in the pursuit of Nie Zhangqing by the inner disciples of Emperor Wudi City.

Instead, he went to Emperor Wu City on his own, intending to have a deeper understanding of this world.

What kind of world is this? Lu Fan was a little curious. He knew that this was a world of top Chinese martial arts, but he didn't know the details of this world.

A world of top Chinese martial arts should be on the verge of being upgraded to a world of high martial arts.

It happened to be a reference for Lu Fan.

And if you want to understand a world, in addition to traveling step by step, there is another way to gain knowledge from books.

Along the way, there were quite a few disciples from the inner sect of Emperor Wu's city in purple robe who went up to the barren mountain. They were all stunned when they saw the first floor of Feng.

"Senior Brother Feng, why didn't you go after the thief and go down the barren hill instead?"

"Today's senior brother Feng is so low-key, it's unbelievable!"

"It's a bit weird, Feng Yilou doesn't even show off his seventh-rank golden pill?"

...

The murmurs of the purple-robed Emperor Wudi's inner disciples came through the wind and snow, and Lu Fan couldn't help but raise his eyes when he heard it.

Not loud enough?

Lu Fan smiled. There was a jade pendant around his waist, which was a symbol of his status as a disciple of Emperor Wudi City. The body's name was engraved on the token, Fengyilou.

Lu Fan put away the token, put his hands behind his back, and slowly descended the barren hill.

Even if he occupies the body of the first floor of the wind, Lu Fan is still Lu Fan, he will only do things his own way, and will not follow the habits of the first floor of the wind.

Even if he would be recognized, Lu Fan didn't panic at all.

After getting off the barren mountain, Lu Fan looked back, he didn't know if Lao Nie escaped and killed him.

Du Longyang's offer of a reward almost sent Nie Zhangqing half a foot into hell.

However, this also put enough pressure on Nie Zhangqing.

Lu Fan hummed a little tune and ran towards Wudi City.

Lu Fan controlled the physical body with his spiritual sense, and was getting familiar with the power of the physical body.

The soles of his feet exploded on the ground, causing countless slush to churn, and Feng Yilou's body turned into straight purple awns and flashed out.

In the air, there is a faint arc of thunder beating out, it is the movement technique "Thunder Movement Jue", and it moves like a thunder.

The most important test of physical skills is control, so it would be best for Lu Fan to use the Thunder Movement Art to get familiar with this physical body.

The road of nearly fifty miles will soon come to an end.

Lu Fan raised his head and looked at the majestic Wudi City. The majestic pressure permeated the air, making people feel like they could be out of breath.

Emperor Wu City, the whole city is a power.

Lu Fan stood at the foot of Emperor Wu's city, wearing his robes.

It has to be said that even the most magnificent city in the Five Phoenix Continent, the Great Zhou Dynasty Imperial Capital, is still dwarfed by this Wudi City, and lacks a lot of power.

The city wall of Emperor Wu City is very high, and there are all kinds of strange lines on it, which make the city wall more stable.

Lu Fan controlled the body on the first floor of the wind, glanced at the city wall, the lines in his eyes danced, imitating the formation of the city wall.

This formation, in his eyes, seemed to be taken apart.

After studying the formation for a while, Lu Fan saw through the formation. Lu Fan, who had the Gossip Formation in hand, had a natural advantage over the formation.

No longer paying attention to the formation, Lu Fan planned to enter Wudi City.

When they came to the city of Emperor Wu, Nuo Da's city of Emperor Wu was unguarded.

In front of the city gate, the energy of a formation hangs down, forming a curtain.

Lu Fan was surprised for a while, and then understood that the formation master of Wudi City,

He is extremely confident in the formation he has arranged.

The corner of his mouth was raised slightly, Lu Fan raised his hand, twitched his five fingers, and tapped on the formation in front of the city gate. After a while, the formation of the city gate was broken, like a curtain.

Lu Fan entered it leisurely.

Wudi City was very noisy, and Lu Fan even saw a lot of strange creatures.

For example, horses with wings and beasts like griffins are used as vehicles for pulling carts.

Lu Fan's eyes were bright.

Monster?

The thoughtful Lu Fan was constantly learning about everything around him.

It can be used to transform the Five Phoenix Continent.

As soon as he entered Wudi City, Lu Fan's spiritual consciousness was slightly restrained, because in Wudi City, there were many powerful auras, all of which were not weaker than Du Longyang's level.

Although Lu Fan didn't care about being exposed, but... after being exposed, it would not be so easy to find a decent body.

Therefore, Lu Fan also enjoyed some snacks.

"The Sutra Pavilion in Emperor Wu City..."

Lu Fan's eyes fluctuated. His goal was the Sutra Pavilion. As the world's top power, the Sutra Pavilion in Wudi City might contain the classics that Lu Fan was looking forward to.

"It's him, the first floor of the Ninth Wind on the People's List!"

"Didn't he go out of the city to chase down the smuggler? Why did he come back again? Look in this direction, planning to go to the Buddhist scriptures pavilion? I heard that Feng Yilou wanted to enter the Buddhist scriptures pavilion, but he failed every time. Why is he so shy? Brazenly rushing in?"

"What kind of area is the Sutra Pavilion? For the monks in Emperor Wudi City, only when they enter the Nascent Soul Realm can they have a chance to browse freely in the Sutra Pavilion."

There were rustling sounds from people around.

Lu Fan didn't care at first, but after hearing the news about the Sutra Pavilion, Lu Fan became interested.

As soon as Lu Fan moved his footsteps, his figure immediately left thunder arcs of light in the air.

The next moment, he appeared beside a purple-robed disciple who was speaking secretly.

"Do you know how to enter the Sutra Pavilion?"

Lu Fan looked at the purple-robed disciple and said indifferently.

This disciple was taken aback by Feng Yilou who suddenly appeared in front of him, and when he thought of him lowering his voice and saying that Feng Yilou was shameless, his heart suddenly felt cold.

He knelt down in front of Lu Fan with a "plop", his face full of panic.

"Senior Brother Feng, please forgive me...I shouldn't be talking, I shouldn't be talking nonsense..."

The disciple's face was full of panic, and Lu Fan was a little speechless. It seemed that he had a very bad temper occupying the first floor where his physical body was occupied.

"answer me."

Lu Fan patted the disciple kindly and said.

The disciple's body was trembling slightly, how could it be possible to enter the Cangjing Pavilion as the ninth wind first floor on the list of people, would he not know?

How could Feng Yilou, who often challenged to enter the Buddhist scriptures pavilion and failed, not understand?

Feng Yilou obviously intends to find fault, answering the question is just an excuse.

Regardless of whether he answered right or wrong, he would be severely beaten.

However, the disciple answered honestly.

"The Sutra Pavilion has challenge qualifications. If inner disciples can challenge the elders who guard the Sutra Pavilion and win, they can enter."

This disciple said.

Lu Fan narrowed his eyes.

He didn't inherit the memory of the first floor of the wind, so it's not clear about that.

Challenge the elders who guard the pavilion?

In Emperor Wudi City, the position of elder is undoubtedly in the Nascent Soul Realm, that is to say, to enter the Cangjing Pavilion, one must fight the Nascent Soul Realm with the Golden Core Realm.

This difficulty is not ordinary, which basically eliminates the opportunity for ordinary disciples to enter the Sutra Pavilion.

Lu Fan smiled.

He ignored the trembling figure kneeling on the ground.

Is he, Lu Fan, the kind of narrow-minded person?

Seeing Lu Fan leaving with his hands behind his back, this inner disciple was a little dazed. With Feng Yilou's bad temper, he would definitely beat him up.

However, the first floor of the wind did not, but turned around and left gracefully.

It seemed that he really just wanted to ask how to enter the Sutra Pavilion just now.

But……

Such a well-known question...do I still need to ask? !

This disciple was a little confused for a while.

Lu Fan entered the inner gate of Emperor Wu's city. Along the way, many disciples showed fear when they saw the first floor of the wind. Fear was accompanied by disgust.

Lu Fan didn't take it seriously, he could only feel that Feng Yilou was a really bad guy.

But that's good too, there won't be any miscellaneous things to disturb him.

Pulling over a disciple, Lu Fan asked about the location of the Golden Pavilion.

With the disciple's face full of panic, Lu Fan patted the other person's shoulder kindly and friendly after learning the direction, scaring the disciple so much that he collapsed to the ground.

Lu Fan arrived in front of the Sutra Pavilion in Emperor Wu City.

The Sutra Pavilion is actually an exquisite pavilion covering a vast area. .

The palace is wrapped in red walls, glazed cornices, blue bricks and green tiles, full of grandeur.

The location of the Sutra Pavilion is a bit remote, even deserted.

Lu Fan stepped in, entered the red wall, and found a large open space paved with blue bricks.

The open space is huge, and the blue brick steps are densely covered, spreading all the way to the bottom of the pavilion of the Buddhist scriptures pavilion.

Lu Fan's eyes fell on an old servant who was sweeping the floor on the blue brick and stone stairs of the scripture pavilion.

The old servant was very old, with white hair and white beard, hunched back, grasping the broom and sweeping lightly. Dust and fallen leaves danced under the broom, and finally rolled into the dustpan like a long dragon.

This kind of control over power is indeed extraordinary.

"Fengyilou, why are you here again?"

suddenly.

The old servant raised his head, Lu Fan was startled, but found that the old servant's eyes were dull, but he was blind.

"Although you are a seventh-rank golden elixir, you are too far behind in controlling power, and you are still far behind if you want to enter the Cangjing Pavilion... You can wait until you reach the ninth-rank golden elixir."

said the old servant.

After finishing speaking, he continued to grab the broom and sweep the floor.

Lu Fan smiled: "I want to take a look at the Sutra Pavilion, what are your requirements?"

The old servant who was sweeping the floor froze, and slowly raised his head, his cloudy and lifeless eyes seemed to be looking in Lu Fan's direction.

"The strength of this old man has been suppressed to rank seven golden pills. If you win, you can enter."

The blind sweeping old servant said.

Lu Fan nodded slightly, took out the folding gun from the package on his back, and the tip of the gun hit the ground with a clanging sound.

The old servant who was sweeping the floor lowered his head and continued to sweep the floor.

Rusting sounds lingered on the stairs in front of the Sutra Pavilion.

Controlling Feng Yilou's body, Lu Fan gently kicked up the spear, and slowly looked at the old man.

"coming."

Lu Fan said.

The old servant sweeping the floor remained calm and continued to sweep the floor.

The corner of Lu Fan's mouth twitched, and he tapped the tip of the gun lightly on the ground, "Then I... really came."

Words fell.

The lightning arc moved, Feng Yilou's body suddenly disappeared in place, and when it reappeared.

Only a string of afterimages are left.

The old servant's movements froze suddenly, and he raised his head abruptly, his beard and hair being blown by the strong wind.

The broom in his hand suddenly lifted.

A long spear suddenly pierced down without knowing when.

Surrounded by a terrifying penetrating artistic conception!

Click!

The broom was suddenly sent flying, and the old servant's breath surged, and he retreated several steps in succession, each step crushing the green bricks.

"you……"

The sweeping old servant was deeply shocked.

This is the first floor of the wind?

But in the old servant's perception, this is indeed the breath of the first floor of the wind, the kind that doesn't even change the soul.

"Have you been hiding your strength?"

The old servant became serious.

Lu Fan controlled Feng Yilou's body and stabbed out again.

He doesn't know any other methods, what he knows is quick stabbing, supplemented by "Thunder Movement Jue", and stabs out with a spear.

As the saying goes, in the world of martial arts, the only thing that can't be broken is fast.

Although Lu Fan didn't know how to use a gun, he was fast enough.

Lu Fan dragged the spear with one hand, stepped on it lightly with the sole of his foot, and the lightning arc moved.

The figure disappeared again.

Although the old servant was blind, his mind became more and more transparent.

He felt the pressure, he actually felt the pressure from a junior in the Golden Core Realm.

The old servant didn't use the strength of the Nascent Soul Realm, so he couldn't be ashamed.

He still dealt with Feng Yilou with the strength of Rank 7 Gold Elixir.

Outside the Sutra Pavilion.

Many disciples popped up secretly.

Seeing the battle in front of the Sutra Pavilion, they all took a deep breath.

It feels incredible.

Feng Yilou challenged to enter the Sutra Pavilion again, and most importantly... this time, he was fighting against the elders who guarded the Sutra Pavilion!

Are they dazzled?

The top of Wudi City.

Du Longyang, who was sitting cross-legged, opened his eyes.

With a look of doubt, he looked in the direction of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, where...a battle broke out that surprised him.

"It's Feng Yilou again. He is using the old blind man as a sharpening stone to sharpen himself."

Du Longyang smiled.

He is quite optimistic about the junior Feng Yilou.

He withdrew his gaze, with a serious look in his eyes.

The disciples in Wudi City chased and killed Nie Changqing, but at this time they were unsuccessful. On the contrary, in Du Longyang's induction, the aura of many disciples disappeared.

The breath disappears, which means death.

He was killed by the stowaway.

Dozens of Jindan Realm chased and killed a first-rank Jindan who had just entered, and so many people were counter-killed.

Du Longyang's face was gloomy, was the stowaway too strong, or the Golden Core Realm of Wudi City was too rubbish?

It's also a gold elixir turn, the golden elixir of Emperor Wudi City met the stowaway, it's not an opponent of the same level at all.

The stowaway from the Void Gate has extremely high perseverance, strength, and potential.

"If you can live, you will be a potential dragon."

Du Longyang was emotional.

Just when Du Longyang was feeling emotional.

The battle in front of the Sutra Pavilion ended neatly.

Between the lightning arcs.

The blind old servant took a step back.

A long gun was pressed against his face and stuck in the ground.

On the cheek of the blind old servant, a bloodstain seeped out.

The disciples who were secretly watching the battle outside took their breaths and did not dare to breathe.

Their faces were full of excitement.

Win... win?

The disciples of the inner sect challenged the elders of the Buddhist scripture pavilion... and they won?

This is a record!

On the first floor of the wind, senior brother Feng...is he so strong? !

To be able to defeat the elders, I am afraid that someone has the strength of the top three!

It turns out that Brother Feng Yilou hid so deeply!

The blind old servant hunched his back, picked up the broom, and coughed: "The first two floors of the Sutra Pavilion are casually browsed, and the third floor... must not be entered. In addition, no damage is allowed. If found, shoot to kill."

said the old servant.

After the words fell, he began to clean the blue bricks on the stairs again.

Lu Fan controlled Feng Yilou's body, folded the spear, but ignored the words of the blind old servant, and went straight to the door of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. He slapped the ancient door with his palm, and the creaking sound resounded. The long sound lingers.

After Lu Fan entered the Sutra Pavilion.

Du Longyang's body suddenly appeared.

"He won?"

Du Longyang looked at the blind old servant, frowned and said.

The blind old servant nodded slightly.

Du Longyang glanced at the gun marks on the ground.

"He didn't comprehend the gun's intent, but he used speed to enhance the gun's power... It's a strange thing, enough to explode the strength comparable to the nine-rank golden pill."

"The first floor of the wind...someone is at the top of the list!"

Du Longyang said with emotion.

He looked at the Sutra Pavilion, his eyes flickering, with expectations: "I hope that Fengyilou can gain something in the Sutra Pavilion this time... the top of the list, my Emperor Wu City has not reached the top for too long."

Du Longyang's emotion was heard by the eavesdropping disciples outside, and soon, the news spread throughout Emperor Wu City.

On the first floor of Wudi City's disciple Fengfeng, someone is at the top of the list!

And at this very moment.

Lu Fan controlled Feng Yilou's body and had already stepped into the scripture storage pavilion.

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Create super fantasy

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