Building The Ultimate Fantasy

Pingyang day.

In the boundless darkness, continents lie like grand and magnificent stars, floating, exuding bright and dazzling brilliance.

It seems to be shaped like a galaxy, flowing quietly.

The Pingyang Heaven and the Wuwu Heaven belong to the Nine Heavens.

However, compared to the declining Wuwutian, Pingyangtian is incomparably stronger, full of vigor, and has the drive to rise to a higher level.

But at this moment in the Pingyang sky, a stream of light flew across the sky in an instant.

When the light overflowed, it turned out to be an ancient temple. The ancient temple was majestic, exuding a lot of golden Buddha light, and even the sound of Sanskrit singing resounded endlessly from the ancient temple.

Above the ancient temple, there are Buddhist relics floating, hanging down and shining brightly.

Rumble!

Soon, this ancient temple came to an area, as if it was going to crush this area.

Underneath is a vast and magnificent continent. The land is vast, and there are many air machines that rise into the sky. In the darkness, it looks like a scorching sun.

Being able to be so bright and dazzling in the darkness of the void is obviously not something that can be achieved in the world of Zhongwu.

This is a world of high martial arts.

It seems to have sensed the appearance of the ancient temple.

A bronze warship rolled out from the Gaowu Continent below, and the void seemed to be crushed and shattered inch by inch.

A terrifying aura spread out.

Standing on top of the bronze warship, a figure in a fine attire is none other than the Holy Lord of the Northern Palace.

"Amitabha."

In the ancient temple, a Buddha walked out slowly, looking at the Lord of the North Palace with a smile.

"I heard that Beigong Shengzi died tragically in the void of nothingness, the primordial spirit died, and the flying ashes annihilated, and Gao Wu, a mere newborn, dares not to take the Beigong Holy Land in his eyes..."

"The poor monk wants to go here to settle the cause and effect. I wonder if the Holy Master of Beigong wants to go together to avenge the Holy Son of Beigong?"

The Buddha said with a smile, his face was peaceful, making people feel like a spring breeze.

The Holy Master Beigong narrowed his eyes slightly.

He also learned of the death of Beigong Shengzi, and a new Gaowu world was born in the void, and many Gaowu world saints and saints in Pingyang Tian went to the new Gaowu, intending to plunder the origin of Gaowu , as an opportunity.

The death of Shengzi Beigong naturally aroused his anger. However, he had just returned from the void, and his body was injured, so he was a little hesitant.

"Holy Master Beigong, don't worry, the Holy Land of Black and White, the Holy Master of Tuoba Holy Land, the Holy Master of Qingling Holy Land..."

Buddha said one by one.

Words fell.

The Holy Master Beigong could not help but take a deep breath.

What does this bald donkey want to do?

It’s all about going to the new Yan ninth-level high martial arts, but four Yan seven-level high martial arts masters have gathered?

is it necessary?

"This..." The Holy Master Beigong was a little dazed.

"Amitabha, that world is not ordinary, although it is a newborn Gao Wu, but the Gao Wu born in the void has a supreme secret, and the poor monk has to be careful.

"

"Now, the world protection power of the newborn Gao Wu has collapsed, and it is time for us to make a move."

Buddha laughed.

Upon hearing the words, the Holy Master of Beigong did not suspect him.

"As for the Black and White Holy Masters, Tuoba Holy Masters and Qingling Holy Masters, besides being invited by the poor monk, they are also to receive their holy sons. According to rumors, the holy sons and daughters of the major holy places were all invited by the world's Captured by thieves."

The Buddha's words made the Lord Beigong nod his head slightly.

This Buddha comes from the most powerful Gaowu in Pingyangtian, the only one in the sixth-level Gaowu world, Xiaoleiyin Buddha Realm.

Therefore, the Holy Master Beigong should give some face.

"In this case, then I will walk with the venerable."

The sound of chuckle swayed in the void.

The Buddhist monk looked peaceful and bowed slightly to the Holy Master of the North Palace.

thereafter.

The ancient temple burst out with divine light, fled away in an instant, and strode across at high speed in the direction of the void sky.

The Holy Master of Beigong stood on the bronze warship and followed slowly behind.

...

"The power of world protection is somewhat similar to the power of rules..."

Feeling the disappearing power outside the Five Phoenix, Lu Fan said.

The power of rules is extremely powerful, and the entire void sky is shrouded in rules.

Even Lu Fan didn't dare to fight against the rules.

If the power of rules is taken seriously, it may turn the entire sky of nothingness upside down in an instant.

"The power to protect the world has disappeared, and Wuhuang, who was originally in the greenhouse, is about to face crises in all directions. This is actually a kind of tempering and testing. A world, like a person, also needs tempering to grow. "

Lu Fan smiled.

There is not much worry about the disappearance of the world's protection power.

He continued to arrange the chess game, and the situation of the chess game was erratic, causing the situation to change.

In the game of chess, Lu Fan's spiritual energy was constantly recovering, and the recovered spiritual energy was put into the ancient tomb again.

...

Above the vast sea.

No wind, depressing.

Qi Liujia, dressed in coarse cloth, stood on the sea.

Beside him, Li Sansui stood respectfully, and Li Sansi, who was wrapped in a black robe, also raised his head, somewhat puzzled.

Du Longyang, Ye Shoudao and others frowned, feeling faintly nervous.

According to what Qi Liujia said, once the world's protective power disappears, there will be a terrifying strong coming. Perhaps, that is the beginning of the real disaster of the Five Phoenixes.

The wind blew slowly, making waves on the sea.

Time passed bit by bit.

The first day of the world's protection is gone.

The entire Wuhuang was calm, and nothing unusual appeared.

The powerhouses, who were still a little worried, became a little bit astonished.

Qi Liujia was also stunned.

"Did you guess wrong... Wuhuang's world protection power disappeared, how can there be no movement from the holy masters of many high martial holy places in the Pingyang sky?"

"Perhaps, some big disturbance is brewing."

"Don't take it lightly."

Qi Liujia did not relax his vigilance.

He soared into the air, and arranged the formations inspired by the ancient formations on the walls of the ancient tomb city outside the five phoenixes.

Array patterns interweave in nothingness, like fish swimming in the dark.

One day, two days, three days...

Time is constantly passing.

The terrifying strong man that Qi Liujia spoke of did not come.

Once the Buddha reincarnated and let go of his cruel words, when the five phoenix's world protection power disappeared, it was the time when the other party came.

But now, there is no movement.

The ancient tomb is located above the vast sea, and it is full of radiance. Many practitioners of Wuhuang gather here. They hope to explore the ancient tomb and believe that there is a supreme opportunity in the ancient tomb.

However, in the past few days, there was no sign of the ancient tomb opening.

Wuhuang, who was about to stir up trouble, fell into a strange calm.

...

Inside the fairy ruins.

Lu Changkong carried the wooden barrel and used a gourd ladle to scoop up the fertilizer mixed with Lingshi powder and sprinkle it on the soil of the medicine field.

Picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, leisurely seeing Nanshan.

Maybe it was him.

In this fairy ruins, under the acceleration of time, he lived a leisurely life.

However, he has thoroughly researched the elixir in the immortal ruins, and even the pharmacology is clearly recorded by him in the "Herbal Spectrum".

He has personally tasted every elixir. Some herbs contain toxicity, some contain strange medicinal properties that make people feel hot all over, some can increase the speed of spiritual energy absorption, some can heal injuries, and some can Detoxification...

Each elixir is like a unique person with a unique soul. Lu Changkong is completely obsessed with the research on elixir and cannot extricate himself.

During the days of planting the elixir, Lu Changkong's cultivation was not slow.

Even if he didn't deliberately cultivate, but he swallowed all kinds of elixir every day, studied the pharmacology, and the properties of the medicine were all deposited in his body.

When all the elixir in the immortal ruins had been researched by him.

Lu Changkong began to feel the emptiness in his heart.

This feeling of emptiness made him a little flustered. On the first day without research on the elixir, he felt like his body was going to be moldy from boredom.

With his hands behind his back and a hoe, he stood by the medicine field and fell into deep thought.

Looking at the radiant elixirs, he took a deep breath.

If different elixir and different elixir are cross-breeded, what kind of elixir will grow?

Will the medicinal properties be neutralized?

Will the quality of the elixir be continuously improved?

When a elixir plant combines the medicinal properties of hundreds of herbs, will it become a magic medicine for life and death, flesh and bones?

After this idea appeared in Lu Changkong's mind, it was out of control.

He began to study the hybridization of medicinal materials.

Fortunately, there are many treasures in the immortal ruins for him to study.

For example, he used the original water of the original waterfall as fertilizer to irrigate, which can make the elixir grow surprisingly well.

There is still a long river of time, and the long river of gray time, which many powerful people are extremely taboo, has also been used by Lu Changkong.

He found that the passage of time, which is a long river of time, has the effect of speeding up the cultivation of elixir, which surprised him a lot when he was preparing to hybridize elixir.

At least, it can save a lot of time.

When the strong man outside was practicing penance, he was hybridizing the elixir.

When the strong man outside was working hard to comprehend the Taoist tablet, he was still hybridizing the elixir.

In the era of the Hundred Schools of Thought, the farmer's classics recorded how to hybridize plants. He cultivated according to the method recorded on it, adding the method he had practiced himself.

After he cultivated the hybrid elixir seeds.

Use a wooden basin to pick the seeds, the wooden basins are connected by chains, and the wooden basins are separated by two layers of bamboo boards. The upper layer is soil, where the elixir is planted, and the bottom layer is full of well-prepared fertilizer source water.

He was carrying the wooden basin, and he was carrying it with a chain.

When the long river of time sweeps quickly.

Lu Changkong yelled "Hey", like an old fishing man throwing out a hook, and threw the wooden basin connected by chains into the long river of time.

The long river of time swept by.

After a long time, Lu Changkong pulled the tub back.

The chain was almost rotten, covered with rust, Lu Changkong couldn't help but take a deep breath.

He was indeed wandering crazily on the verge of death.

If he was accidentally involved in the long river of time, he might turn into dry bones all of a sudden.

However, the result was good, the elixir seed in his hand had grown into a lush elixir, and even blossomed.

In this way, it really saves a lot of time.

Lu Changkong returned to the cabin with the elixir in his hands.

He plucked so many little flowers.

Take out the wooden slips and spread them out.

Pen and ink ready.

Light the oil lamp.

There is still a sense of ritual that should be there.

He first picked up the brush and wrote on the bamboo slips.

"A new kind of elixir cultivated by mixing Lingshu grass and Niumang grass. It is called Lingmang grass. It is bright in color, has no fragrance, and tastes..."

After writing this, Lu Changkong put down the brush, crushed the little flower, rolled up his sleeves, smashed a little, and stuffed it into his mouth.

The sour taste burst out on his taste buds instantly.

Lu Changkong's eyebrows furrowed into the word "Chuan".

Because, with the sour taste pervading, the tongue actually felt like an electric shock.

Afterwards, this electric shock-like feeling spread, making Lu Changkong's body numb.

He picked up his pen tremblingly and continued to record.

"It tastes sour and astringent, like lightning, and has medicinal properties and is highly poisonous."

Lu Changkong wanted to run the spiritual energy to dispel the poison, but unexpectedly found that even the spiritual energy could not suppress the poison. This Lingmang grass is really poisonous!

Lu Changkong stood up, he wanted to get the antidote.

However, his body trembled suddenly.

His complexion began to turn blue.

With a bang, he fell to the ground.

Lu Changkong's eyes began to slacken, but his mood was quite calm. He died for the Tao in his heart, and he deserved it.

Perhaps the only thing he couldn't let go of was Lu Fan.

"Fan'er... As a father, he is really not a good father."

Lu Changkong sighed, then tilted his head.

...

Benyuan Lake, the island in the middle of the lake.

Lu Fan, who was setting up a chess game, suddenly had his eyelids twitch.

Ok?

The lines in the eyes danced, and the next moment, I saw the picture in the immortal ruins.

He saw Lu Changkong who was livid and limp on the ground.

Lu Fan was a little taken aback.

Dad... what did you do?

In Wuhuang, who else would dare to kill Lu Changkong?

Isn't Lu Pingan's father the father of the whole world?

I can't care less about playing chess.

Lu Fan flicked his sleeves, put away the spiritual pressure chessboard, his body flashed, and instantly disappeared into a thunder.

When he reappeared, he was in the immortal ruins.

The white clothes float, and the thousand blades reflect the brilliance.

The small thatched cottage is very quiet.

Lu Fan waved his hand, and Lu Changkong's body floated up.

"This is poisonous...so poisonous, it can block the movement of spiritual energy, and even paralyze the spiritual consciousness, causing the spiritual consciousness to collapse."

Lu Fan took a deep breath.

The elixir seeds in the immortal ruins were all left by him.

If, he remembers well, there doesn't seem to be such a poisonous panacea, right?

How did Lu Changkong get so poisoned?

Then, he saw Lu Changkong's "Book of Herbs" on the desk, and on the unfolded bamboo slips, there was a record of the new elixir.

"Hybridization? And taste the elixir yourself, and test the poison yourself?"

Lu Fan was a little dumbfounded.

He raised his hand and placed his fingers between Lu Changkong's eyebrows.

All the poison in Lu Changkong's body was sucked away by Lu Fan and gathered on one of Lu Fan's fingers.

The terrible toxicity turned Lu Fan's jade-like fingers into pitch black.

After the poison was taken away, Lu Changkong's complexion looked better, as if he had regained his mind, and snored slightly.

Lu Fan put Lu Changkong on the bed.

"Hybridize the elixir..."

"It's really a fantastic idea. As expected, in Wuhuang, the only one who can defeat Dad is Dad himself..."

Lu Fan smiled.

Glancing at his blackened fingers, he was a little taken aback by the toxicity.

According to this toxicity, it may be able to poison a strong person in the Yin God Realm.

"Hmm...Herbalism, like Shennong tasted herb... This is a good thing, and this is also my father's career pursuit."

Lu Fan sat on the thousand-blade chair and walked around the small thatched hut. He looked out at the medicine field, where the elixir plants were fluttering in the wind.

Regarding Lu Changkong, Lu Fan had been negligent for a while. If Lu Changkong hadn't done something like this this time, Lu Fan might not have noticed this old man with a low sense of presence.

"Since you want to taste the herbs, you should improve your physique, at least...don't be accidentally poisoned to death."

After thinking for a while, Lu Fan made a decision.

Came to Lu Changkong's bedside.

Lu Fan raised his hand.

Between the criss-crossing, the origin began to be turbulent. He had obtained the magic medicine, and had analyzed the medicinal properties of the magic medicine.

Therefore, Lu Fan reproduced it according to the internal structure of the magic medicine.

Overlap Lu Changkong's physique with the internal structure of the magic medicine.

buzz buzz...

After a long time, Lu Changkong's physical body actually exuded a slight brilliance.

"The transformation is complete... This can be regarded as a special physique. What kind of physique is it called? The magic medicine body?"

"This physique is very compatible. If you swallow poison, not only will you not die, but it will also contain the properties of the medicine in your body, allowing you to release highly poisonous... If you swallow a hundred poisons, a thousand poisons, ten thousand poisons... the toxicity is so strong that you are afraid Even the gods have to retreat."

Lu Fan smiled.

"Then it's called the 'Wan Poison Body'."

In this way, Dad tastes the herbs and no longer has to worry about accidents.

hum...

It didn't wait for Lu Changkong to wake up.

Lu Fan fled away in an instant.

After a while.

Lu Changkong opened his eyes, slightly stunned.

"Hmm... I'm not dead?"

Even, the body feels surprisingly good.

But why did he lie on the bed?

Maybe he crawled back to bed before dying, wanting to die with dignity.

The result did not die.

He returned to the desk, the oil lamp was still burning quietly, and the ink had not yet dried up.

Think about it.

The highly toxic description was erased with a brush.

"Lingmang grass, sour and astringent, like thunder, medicinal properties, slightly poisonous."

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