Building The Ultimate Fantasy

The big hermit hides in the city, and the small hermit hides in the wild.

Lu Fan restrained his cultivation, turned into an ordinary person, turned the wheel of the wheelchair with his hands, and entered Nanjiang City.

He walks slowly in the city, walks slowly in the streets.

Compared with the quiet island in the middle of the lake, Nanjiang City, the largest city in South County, has unparalleled fireworks.

In recent years, under the jurisdiction of the Daxuan Dynasty, mortals and practitioners are almost completely separated. Although mortals know that there are practitioners in this world, they rarely come into contact with them.

Therefore, the life of mortals is simple and simple.

Lu Fan planned to start from Nanjiang City and travel all over the land of Wuhuang.

However, this time when he entered Nanjiang City, he felt something, and settled down in Nanjiang City. He spent the gold and silver of ordinary people to buy a shop.

This is a shop that has been dusty for a long time. It has been a few years old. The former owner of the shop is an old man, a professional carpenter, and there are many small carved objects piled up in the house.

After Lu Fan bought the shop from a businessman, he tidied it up a bit, but he didn't throw away the wood carvings.

Living in Nanjiang City as a mortal, savoring the world of mortals.

Ever since he appeared in Wuhuang, Lu Fan has been very high in .asxs. He has not yet had any experience with everything in the world.

Now, you can calm down.

In Yuancitian, the killing array is still in operation.

The Absolute Sky Formation was a heaven-ranked killing formation, and Lu Fan used the Thousand Blades Chair as the eye of the formation, which made the killing power of the killing formation even more terrifying.

Therefore, if the killing array is activated, the entire army of the upper realm that came this time will definitely be wiped out.

Lu Fan didn't investigate.

Even the killing array didn't dissipate.

Tianmen disappeared.

As for the area in Yuancitian, the killing array was still rolling, as if forming a forbidden area.

Occasionally, monk Yuan Citian glanced over, and could see the sea of ​​blood floating and sinking in the killing formation,

The corpse was billowing in blood.

The frightened monks fled in haste.

Are there any living people in the killing formation?

No one knows, because no one dares to enter and investigate.

Maybe, but more likely not.

The conquest army from the upper realm was trapped in the killing formation. This news shocked the lower three heavens.

Soon, the news was sent back to the upper realm.

The Yun clan and the Tao clan were horrified.

The strong man was sent to go down to the lower realm, and came outside the killing array.

The terrifying killing array is still bursting with terrifying energy, and there are criss-crossing murderous intentions inside.

"This is a peerless formation, and it will take at least ten years to dissipate the fierce power."

The strong in the upper realm are dignified.

They speculated that there might be living people in the formation, but they didn't dare to make a conclusion.

Soon, the investigators sent by the upper world returned and passed the news back to the second clan.

The powerhouses of the Tao and Yun tribes were furious.

The powerhouses of the Yun Clan invited the Holy Ancestor to dispatch, intending to break the killing formation.

Rumble!

Yuanci's sky changed, and a terrifying aura filled the sky.

A phantom that covered the sky and the sun emerged, it was the ancestor of the cloud clan, and he appeared again.

With big means, it seems to turn the world around.

The holy ancestor's eyes flickered, and he saw a lot. He saw the picture of the peerless killing array in operation, and the vicious beast above the Tianmen revived.

A monk who conquered the upper realm died tragically, the blood flowed in the oars, and the picture was cruel.

The Holy Patriarch was unmoved.

His eyes shone brightly, as if looking through the killing array, trying to see through the gate of heaven.

Rumble!

The Qi machine of the Holy Ancestor was released.

The Heavenly Sect, which can only be activated by the Ascended, actually emerged in the killing formation.

crunch...

The gate of heaven seemed to be pushed open by a huge force, revealing the world behind the gate.

The Holy Ancestor stared directly at him with bright eyes, as if he wanted to see through the ascension ground behind the Heavenly Gate.

The holy ancestor saw a pitch-black mountain, and saw the back of his back.

Suddenly, the Holy Patriarch shuddered.

As the ancestor of the cloud clan, he lived a long time.

He even saw the back of the great emperor with his own eyes.

He still remembers those years, he was just a young man in the Yun clan, looking up at the back of the great emperor...

The ancestor of the cloud clan looked away.

He didn't dare to act recklessly against this killing formation. This killing formation is very likely to be related to the emperor.

The holy ancestor retreated and returned to the upper realm.

Yuan Citian, who was shrouded in depression, also completely relaxed.

The monks in the upper realm were in an uproar, and even the ancestors were unwilling to break the formation?

This killing array must have a great terror that even the ancestors are afraid of...

Therefore, the killing formation in Yuancitian remained, waiting for the killing formation to dissipate automatically.

...

Five Phoenix Continent.

Lu Fan was worried that the saints from the upper realm would break through with their strength, but he didn't expect that the saint ancestor was scared away.

He smiled and ignored the matter in Yuancitian.

Nanjiang City is located in Nanjun, where there is much mist and rain in the south of the Yangtze River.

After Lu Fan took over the shop, he didn't open it right away. He lived a leisurely life outside the shop every day, making tea and watching the changes in the long street.

At the beginning, Lu Fan's aura was very ethereal. Although he restrained his aura and looked like a mortal, the aura of being in a high position for many years could not be eliminated.

The neighbors in the alleys didn't dare to approach Lu Fan, they only thought that Lu Fan was the son of some wealthy family.

Lu Fan spent several months like this, bought the chessboard from a businessman, set up a few tables, set up the chessboard, tidied up the shop, and opened an ordinary chess hall.

The years of mortals are like a bowl of clear water from mountain springs, plain and dull, but with a little bit of sweetness flowing into the heart.

There were very few people in Lu Fan's chess hall. It can be said that almost no one came.

However, he was not in a hurry, bit by bit he restrained his aura and completely transformed into a mortal.

Originally, the neighbors felt that Lu Fan's aura was a bit superior, like the son of some general in Kyoto, or that noble prince.

However, later, as time passed, the neighbors discovered that although this Master Lu was a little colder, he was no different from them.

Occasionally, neighbors would come to the door to chat and eat melon seeds.

Lu Fan didn't refuse either, and got along with these neighbors with a smile.

As time passed bit by bit, Lu Fan seemed to have forgotten his identity as a Qi refiner, and gradually integrated into the lives of ordinary people.

The business of the chess hall is very average, most of them are a few stinky chess baskets in the neighborhood who are playing chess with each other. From time to time, they will get red-faced and almost fight each other because of a move.

Lu Fan was leisurely basking in the warm sun at the door, drinking hot tea.

Occasionally, the shopkeepers of a few shops in the alleys would chat with Lu Fan, see Lu Fan's empty chess hall, and ask for some business tricks.

After hearing this, Lu Fan smiled and said nothing.

After getting along with the neighbors for a long time, the children in the alleys would often surround Lu Fan.

Unknowingly, the ethereal aura disappeared from Lu Fan's body, and he completely turned into an ordinary person, making even the children dare to approach him.

Children are curious by nature, so they pester Lu Fan to teach him how to play chess.

Lu Fan didn't refuse, and he enjoyed teaching the children how to play chess.

time flies.

The children in the alleys have grown up, and they are all busy with their livelihoods, and rarely come to play chess with Lu Fan.

Occasionally someone comes, and it is full of exhaustion from being overwhelmed by life.

He just came to chat with Lu Fan, but he didn't play chess any more. Playing chess... that's something only gentlemen can play.

"I really envy Uncle Lu. It hasn't changed for more than ten years. I'm afraid that Uncle Lu will not grow old when I get old."

A grown-up child looked at Lu Fan and smiled.

Although the words were unintentional, they made Lu Fan slightly startled, thoughtful.

After this time, Lu Fan began to control himself, and he would grow old with the years, just like ordinary people.

In the alleys, there are former children who have grown up, married wives and had children, and there are also old people whose lives have come to an end and died.

Lu Fan sat in front of the chess hall, watching all this, life, old age, sickness and death were like a cycle of reincarnation.

However, no matter what.

Lu Fan's chess hall was still open as usual.

rain or shine.

As the chess hall has been open longer and longer, the accumulated customers have also increased a lot.

After all, Nanjiang City is the largest city in Nanjun County. Many Confucian scholars have studied the way of chess. Moreover, because the legendary master of Baiyujing loves to play chess, the chess-playing style of the Daxuan Dynasty is quite strong, and the birth of There are many national chess players.

Occasionally, Lu Fan's chess hall would be full.

Lu Fan usually drinks tea, and also has an extra hobby, which is to watch the customers in the chess hall play chess and listen to their chats.

Of course, Lu Fan usually played chess with customers.

However, so far, Lu Fan has never lost a game of chess.

After the news came out.

The reputation of Lu Fan Chess Hall is getting worse and worse.

The years of mortals are like rushing water, gone forever.

late at night.

In the chess hall, faint candles flickered.

Lu Fan was sitting in a wooden wheelchair. Now he was beginning to look old, with a beard hanging down his chin and wrinkles on his face.

Opposite him, a young chess player is racking his brains to figure out where to move his next move.

Surrounded by a lot of people who love chess, everyone held their breath and watched the chess without saying a word.

"Sigh... Xiaosheng admires Boss Lu's chess skills."

Finally, the young chess player gave a wry smile, put the picked pieces back into the chess box, and said.

Lu Fan stroked his beard.

"Nearly win a son."

"It's over, it's over... It's late at night, everyone hurry back."

Lu Fan said.

The chess spectators around said goodbye to Lu Fan, talked about the chess game, and left one after another.

Lu Fan held a candle lamp, but looked at the young chess player who was playing against him in surprise.

"What? You're not leaving?"

"It's getting late, if you want to play chess, come back tomorrow."

Lu Fan said.

However, what surprised Lu Fan was that the young chess player actually knelt down in front of Lu Fan.

"Boss Lu, please accept me as an apprentice! I would like to learn chess from Boss Lu!"

The young chess player gritted his teeth and said.

Lu Fan couldn't help laughing, and stroked his beard: "My chess skills are not very elegant, but they are just the skills of rural people. If there is anything to learn, if you want to learn, you should look for those national players with superb chess skills."

The young chess player shook his head, his eyes shining brightly: "Boss Lu's chess skills are unfathomable, no matter how you play, the interval between Boss Lu's moves is exactly the same... even, since playing against Boss Lu, There are eight games of chess, and in every game Lu Boss wins the next piece."

"The chess skills between me and Boss Lu are too different."

Lu Fan was slightly surprised, but he didn't expect this person to see this.

"It's all a coincidence."

Lu Fan waved his hand, and then, without a doubt, let the young chess players leave.

Looking at the closed door, the young chess player gritted his teeth, feeling unwilling.

He returned to the inn, replayed today's chess game, and took out seven more chess records that recorded the game.

"I won't be mistaken... This Boss Lu must be one of the top national players!"

The next day, the young chess players left Nanjiang City and headed north to DìDū.

Although the chess atmosphere in Nanjiang City is good, it is still slightly worse than that of the Imperial Capital.

Most of the national champions of the Great Xuan Dynasty gathered in DìDū.

Young chess players carefully carry these chess records on their backs, intending to use them as a stepping stone to join the national players.

Since Boss Lu doesn't teach, he can only find another way.

Time passed.

It is said that this young chess player entered DìDū, and really made a name for himself. He used the eight games of chess against Lu Fan, and after being rejected several times, he joined a national player to learn chess skills.

The national player's vision is naturally extraordinary, and he can see the extraordinary in this chess game.

In a blink of an eye, half a year has passed.

Compared with the past, Nanjiang City is suddenly much more lively.

Daxuan Shenchao, one of the Eight Great National Players, the Lancang National Player, actually came to Nanjiang City, and countless chess players came here admiringly.

It even alarmed the city lord of Nanjiang City.

The Lancang national player first went to the Tang mansion, visited the legendary figure, and after Mr. Tang, under the eyes of all the people, he came to an alley, in front of a dilapidated chess hall.

"This is it?"

Lancangguo asked the figure beside him with his hands behind his back.

The figure beside him was the young chess player back then, but now he is much calmer.

With a complicated look on his face, he bowed and said, "Teacher, this is exactly where the players of the eight games live in seclusion."

"Although your chess skills were weak back then, you were among the best among the younger generation, and you were able to beat you by a piece in every game. If it wasn't a coincidence, this person's chess skills must be at the national level."

"I'm a little curious about the remaining seven national players."

Lancang Guoshou laughed.

With gleaming eyes, he entered the chess hall.

An uproar suddenly resounded in the chess hall, many chess players stood up one after another, Lancang's national player...

Nobody knows.

Lu Fan stroked his beard, and the owner of the pork shop in the next street who was playing against him suddenly stood up, his face red and excited.

"It's Lancang's national player!"

The young chess player came to Lu Fan and bowed solemnly.

"Boss Lu, I'm back again."

Chess player said.

Lu Fan looked at the chess player indifferently, "What's the matter, come back to make trouble?"

"Your Excellency, don't be angry, this game... this old man will finish this game for this brother."

Lancang Guoshou stepped out.

The smile made people feel like a spring breeze. He asked the owner of the pork shop, how could the owner of the pork shop have any objections.

Lu Fan raised his eyebrows, "Please."

Lancang Guoshou's eyes suddenly became sharp, and he felt a repressed aura from Lu Fan.

The young chess player opened the chair for Lancang Guo.

The latter's eyes had already fallen on the chess game, and then he rolled up his sleeves and picked up the chess pieces.

Snapped!

The piece fell on the chessboard, and the sound seemed to be exploding.

The people around, being attracted, actually gathered here one after another.

Lu Fan laughed, picked up the child in a leisurely manner, and dropped it.

You come and go, the two move very fast.

However, what shocked the chess spectators around was...

Lancang Guo's hands were quick, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

The lips of the young chess player even trembled slightly.

He looked at Lu Fan in disbelief, who is this boss Lu?

Even the national players can't beat him?

"The old man lost."

Lancang's eyes were shining brightly: "Boss Lu, how about we have another game?"

He took over the chess game of the pork shop owner, and the shit-like opening contained some reasons why he lost the game.

Lu Fan raised his head and glanced at the sky.

"Okay, let's have another game."

Lu Fan said.

Soon, the chessboard was cleared.

Lancang National Players played against Lu Fan again, and more and more chess players came rushing after hearing the news.

No one would have thought that there would be such a powerful chess player in an alley in Nanjiang City.

What kind of a character is able to confront the national players and even win them!

When the sky is slightly dark.

The atmosphere in the chess hall was inexplicably weird.

Lu Fan got up, stroked his beard, and smiled.

"You don't need to play anymore. Your chess skills are good, and there is still a lot of room for improvement. Work hard."

After speaking, he drove everyone out.

Everyone knows about Boss Lu's bad temper in the chess hall. If he doesn't leave, Boss Lu will have a good mouth.

So, everyone left one after another.

The young chess player walked out of the chess hall with the support of the Lancang national player, who was absent-minded.

Lancang Guoshou fell into a kind of bewilderment.

Indistinctly, it seems to have realized something.

So far, Lancang's national champion has settled down in Nanjiang City.

And the chess game between Lancang National Player and Boss Lu spread quickly.

Nanjiang City, Tang Mansion.

Tang Xiansheng lay on the rocking chair, looking at the chess record handed by the attendant.

He is still quite curious about the uproarious chess records that have been handed down today.

Ok?

I glanced at the chess record.

Tang Xiansheng couldn't even pretend to be old-fashioned.

He sat up straight from the chair abruptly.

"This chess game..."

Tang Xiansheng narrowed his eyes, deep in his pupils there was surprise and uncertainty.

"The owner of the chess hall is a young master, as elegant as jade, as chic as a banished fairy?"

Tang Xiansheng asked.

The servant looked confused.

"Old master, the owner of the chess hall is quite old... he is not a Mr. Pianpian."

Tang Xiansheng narrowed his eyes, maybe he guessed wrong.

the following days.

Nanjiang City became more and more lively.

The Lancang national player lost chess, and the news flew out of Nanjiang City as if it had grown wings.

The other national players in the imperial capital were quite surprised when they heard this.

...

Goddess Palace.

A chess record fluttered into the palace.

It has long been no secret that the Mistress of the Goddess Palace, Empress Ni Chunqiu, loves to play chess.

Because, the game record of Lancang's losing chess will naturally appear in front of her.

Ni Chunqiu seemed a bit lazy. Over the years, her chess skills have reached the level of a national player.

However, after reading the chess record, her red lips parted slightly, and her eyes were filled with brilliance in an instant!

Indistinctly, there is a familiar aura coming from the pavement on this chess record!

The breath that suffocated her.

"Is it Brother Lu?"

Ni Chunqiu pursed his red lips, pinched the chess record, and stared blankly.

...

The years fly by in an instant, and it is more than a dozen springs and autumns in a blink of an eye.

Lu Fan was getting older and older. He never used the aura of heaven and earth to cleanse his body. Like ordinary people, his body began to wither under the power of time.

When people get old, they think more.

Lu Fan would be in a daze from time to time, drinking tea, sitting on the Qianren chair that turned into an ordinary wooden wheelchair, looking at Yunjuan Yunshu.

The Lancang national player is here again, the old Lancang national player chooses to live in Nanjiang City, and often runs to Lu Fan's chess hall.

The people around have already gotten used to it.

And the situation of Lu Fan's chess game with Lancang's national players gradually stopped spreading, and the hustle and bustle in the world gradually fell silent.

"Boss Lu's chess skills are so unpredictable that I admire him."

Lancang Guo's eyes flashed with respect, and after putting the chess pieces into the box, he turned and left.

Lu Fan glanced at Lancang's leaving figure and smiled.

Holding the purple sand teapot, sip the tea.

After Lancang Guoshou left, he soon entered a small courtyard.

The yard is full of peach trees. Although it is winter, the peach blossoms are blooming brilliantly.

The curtain fell, and the gauze rolled up.

There is a faint shadow behind the curtain.

The melody of the piano fluttered.

"Mr. Lancang, how is Boss Lu doing recently?"

Lancang Guoshou glanced at the person behind the curtain with awe in his eyes.

He didn't dare to have any presumptuousness and blasphemy.

After all, the person behind the curtain... is an incomparably terrifying celestial being in the world of practice!

Celestial beings, that is, immortals.

Heaven and man can open the gate of heaven and ascend to the fairy world.

But this celestial being has never ascended, but is the acme of human practice.

"Boss Lu is not in good health, but his chess skills have improved."

Lancang Guoshuo.

He was filled with emotions. Over the years, his chess skills have improved countless times, which is enough to overwhelm the other seven players and win the championship.

However, the more exquisite his chess skills are, the more he feels that Boss Lu's chess skills are unfathomable.

"Poor health?"

A pleasant voice came from behind the curtain, with a somewhat hurried tone.

Lancang nodded.

Afterwards, after resuming the game, he left the chess record and left the courtyard.

The curtain was lifted, and Ni Chunqiu showed her face. She looked at the chess game and twirled a peach blossom.

"Although I don't know what Brother Lu is doing..."

"However, you must not disturb him."

Ni Chunqiu pursed his red lips, sat sideways on the chair, stared at the chess game, peach blossom petals were flying, and actually laughed.

On the other side, Tang Xiansheng was also watching the chess game with a lot of emotion.

"Is this person... really Young Master Lu?"

...

Spring goes to summer.

The years fly by like a shuttle.

Yuan Magnetic Heaven.

The terrifying killing array was still ups and downs, and there was still billowing blood in it.

However, five years have passed since the appearance of the killing formation. In the past five years, monks from the upper realm have been sent to observe.

All the changes in the killing array were transmitted to the upper realm.

In the past five years, the killing array has faintly shown signs of decline.

In another five years, the remaining prestige left by the killing array may completely disappear.

Five Phoenix Continent, Nanjiang City.

Lu Fan was getting older.

In the alleys, many familiar old people have died and turned into a pile of loess.

The former child has now turned into a middle-aged man, who would come to chat with Lu Fan from time to time.

Lu Fan's chess hall was still open, but there were fewer familiar faces.

Things have changed.

This made Lu Fan's eyes gradually brighten.

He once thought about leaving Nanjiang City and visiting hundreds of cities in the Great Xuan Dynasty.

However, he thought about it and gave up this idea. After all, how many mortals can travel to hundreds of cities in Wuhuang?

Most of them still settled in one place, and after birth, old age, sickness and death, they finally turned into a pile of loess.

Lu Fan seemed to have realized something, and began to set up a chess game.

With his withered hands, he was holding the chess piece and it landed on the chessboard.

This chess game is played very slowly, one piece may be made in a day, and sometimes only one piece is made in ten days and half a month.

The Lancang national players came to play chess, but they felt shocked when they saw the endgame, and actually coughed up blood.

What kind of chess game is this, thinking of the mysterious heaven and man's attention to Lu Fan, Lancang's national players dare not speak.

Lu Fan ignored Lancang's national players and set up the chess game as usual.

Today, this endgame has become a feature in the chess hall. Many people study it, but many people have no clue.

Ten years after ten years, there are so many repetitions.

Lu Fan was getting older, and he didn't even have the strength to push a wheelchair.

He lived alone all his life, and he was a child in the alley, but now he was gradually showing his old age, and he planned to find a companion for Lu Fan.

Lu Fan couldn't help laughing, shaking his head and refusing.

There were fewer and fewer people in the chess hall, but Lu Fan's chess game was still not finished.

Lancang Guoshou is not a simple mortal, he has practiced, so although he looks a little older, he is still full of energy.

"Old Lu..."

Lancang Guoshou looked at the old and almost dying Lu Fan with a slightly dazed expression.

It was very quiet in the chess hall.

However, Lu Fan ignored him, staring at the chess game that had been played for decades.

He felt a little cold on his body.

It was a kind of soul-desolate coldness, like the darkness after dusk, devouring him.

And like the sundial above the head, it has come to an end.

Lu Fan was as skinny as a stick, raised his hand tremblingly, and picked the pieces from the chess box. He was too old, and the movements of picking pieces became extremely slow.

"Mortals are born old, sick and die, and newborn babies are born, this is life..."

"In the vast river of time, why not?"

"Perhaps as strong as the ancient emperor, in front of the vast river of time, also like ordinary mortals, in the end can only look at the years..."

Lu Fan said slowly.

An old voice floated in the chess hall.

The Lancang national player only felt a burst of depression, although he was a mortal, it gave him an unparalleled depression.

Jingle Bell.

Lu Fan seemed to hear the sound of wind chimes.

He smiled.

Keep picking.

Outside, it was snowing heavily, and the white snow was flying.

In the alley where the chess hall is located.

At some point, a graceful woman in a red dress with an oil-paper umbrella appeared, with a bell hanging around her waist and red lips like fire.

Tang Xiansheng also came, but he stood outside the alley, leaning against the wall, lost in deep thought.

He looked at the flying snow in the sky.

Tang Xiansheng laughed, Young Master Lu... Is he appreciating the life of a mortal?

Faintly, he seemed to realize something.

Gradually.

He felt the withered figure in the alley and alley chess hall, and his breath was constantly weakening.

There is a feeling of exhaustion.

suddenly.

Empress Ni Chunqiu and Tang Xiansheng both shrank their eyes.

They only felt that the world was silent.

Then...it was discovered that the old aura in the chess hall was completely wiped out.

Like a lamp, gradually burning out.

Unable to bloom in the brilliance.

Snapped.

That was the sound of the hands hanging down weakly, and the chess piece that was clamped fell on the chessboard.

Suddenly.

Ni Chunqiu and Tang Xiansheng felt that the world was spinning, even Ni Chunqiu, who was in the realm of heaven and man, felt weak and collapsed on the ground.

In an instant, the chess game in the chess hall released countless bright brilliance, and the chess pieces rushed into the sky one by one, turning into a shocking chess game, covering thousands of miles in an instant.

Time...seemed to be running backwards!

A terrifying aura spread, as if the world was about to collapse in an instant.

He is back.

A Hundred Years of Return to Earth is finally over.

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