Building The Ultimate Fantasy

Lu Fan's elegant voice lingered on the terrace.

The national teacher narrowed his eyes and looked deeply at Lu Fan.

After a long time, the wrinkled skin on his face piled up, revealing a kind smile.

"good very good."

The national teacher said.

After speaking, he began to cough violently, and his face turned slightly rosy.

Raising his wide sleeves, he beat his chest for a while before slowing down.

There was a gentle breeze, and the national teacher looked at the island head-on, with a bit of enjoyment on his face.

"It's such a comfortable place... After the old man has quelled the rebellion for His Majesty, he will definitely move here to retire. It doesn't take much, just build a thatched cottage on the edge of the lake."

"When it's windy and rainy, hide in the thatched hut and make wine and have a drink."

"When it's sunny, take a lone boat and go fishing in the lake..."

The national teacher smiled, and hope and longing flowed in his misty eyes.

Hearing this, Lu Fan smiled and said, "When the time comes, Ping An will play chess with you, and have a happy childhood."

The national teacher suddenly laughed, and joy seemed to overflow.

"I hope you can do what you say in peace. The greater your ability, the greater your ambition. It's rare that I don't feel any ambition in you..."

The national teacher looked at Lu Fan with a gentle expression.

Lu Fan sat in the wheelchair, rubbed the woolen blanket lightly, and said nothing.

It's not that he's unambitious, it's just that...

The rivers and lakes, temples, and the world mentioned by the national teacher are not within the scope of his ambition at all.

Great Zhou is just a corner of the Five Phoenix Continent.

What Lu Fan could see was to transform the entire Five Phoenix Continent, and even... far more than that.

Therefore, the national teacher said that Lu Fan had no ambitions, but it was okay.

"Master, you can actually rest."

Lu Fan looked at the national teacher and said.

"The world must be divided for a long time, and it must be divided for a long time. You can guard the present, but you may not guard the future."

The national teacher stood up, standing tremblingly on the balcony railing, with his wide sleeves behind him, his white hair hanging down, looking at the calm lake.

"When the first emperor collapsed, he once entrusted his orphans to the old man. Since he promised the first emperor, how can he just get away and leave His Majesty alone?"

"I don't want to keep the future, I just want to keep the present, so that His Majesty can see hope in desperate situations."

The national teacher said slowly, his voice was a little deep and tired.

"Peace, if you are allowed to assist His Majesty, would you like it?"

The national teacher turned around, staring at Lu Fan with a glimmer of hope on his face covered with age spots.

On the wheelchair, Lu Fan picked up a sunspot from the chess box, gently dropped it on the board, put his index finger against the chess piece, and gently stroked it.

"I don't want to."

The rejection was simple and straightforward, leaving no room for it.

The national teacher was not too disappointed, obviously Lu Fan's answer was within his expectations.

"I've been nagging for a long time, I should go to the Lu Mansion to pull the onions..."

The national teacher took two steps and walked towards the pavilion.

Lu Fan was taken aback, "Onion... oh no, Mo Tianyu hasn't pulled it out yet?"

Lu Fan was really stunned, he thought that the national teacher came back after saving Mo Tianyu.

This Mo Tianyu...is he really a disciple?

"That kid, he's supercilious, has a haughty temper, and it's good to be oppressive."

The national teacher waved his hand.

Suddenly, the national teacher stood in front of the wooden ladder of the pavilion, looking at Lu Fan.

Afterwards, the national teacher was upright.

Swinging his wide sleeves, he folded his hands in front of him, and an oppressive arrogance surged from the national teacher.

"Confucianism, Kong Xiu."

Lu Fan's eyes flashed,

The wheelchair turned automatically, facing the national teacher, and also folded his hands.

"Bei Luo, Lu Fan."

The two slightly arched their hands.

The national teacher took the initiative to report his name, which was a recognition of Lu Fan's master-level strength.

The next moment, the national teacher looked up to the sky and laughed, turned around and stepped on the wooden ladder, and went downstairs.

"Sister Ning."

Lu Fan said softly.

"Here."

Ning Zhao understood, walked behind the wheelchair, pushed the wheelchair and followed behind the national teacher.

Ni Yu carried the chessboard on his back.

Nie Zhangqing was holding the butcher's knife, seeing that Nie Shuang wanted to follow, he gave him a glaring look.

"Run around the island for 20 laps in half an hour, before completing the penalty step for two hours."

Nie Shuang's face turned pale immediately.

Nie Changqing...you have changed!

After Ni Yu patted Nie Shuang on the shoulder with sympathy, he hurriedly followed Lu Fan.

There is a gentle breeze by the lake.

Lu Changkong sat cross-legged under a big chrysanthemum, his mind was calm, and the aura in his body surged rapidly.

He felt the big chrysanthemum swallowing a wisp of spiritual energy.

He concentrated his mind, wanted to capture the aura of the big chrysanthemum, and "take the breath from the mouth of the chrysanthemum".

Suddenly.

Lu Changkong suddenly opened his eyes.

There was a series of explosions of Qi and blood all over his body.

It exploded in the void, and a set of "Earth Expansion Sutra" was played on the spot, and misty heat was steaming all over his body.

And the ray of spiritual energy on the big chrysanthemum was locked by him and pulled towards the Qi Dan.

His complexion was flushed, and he put all his energy into it, as if he was in a tug-of-war with this big chrysanthemum.

However, the spiritual energy swallowed by the big chrysanthemum seemed to weigh more than a thousand jun, no matter how hard Lu Changkong tried, it would not move at all.

Lu Fan, who had just left the pavilion, sensed Lu Changkong's state and was slightly surprised.

I didn't expect my father to be quite talented in cultivation.

It's a pity that the "Diyan Sutra" that has not been deduced by the [Wanfa Oven] still cannot breathe out spiritual energy.

Ning Zhao pushed the wheelchair.

Sitting in a wheelchair, Lu Fan slowly recited the "Ksitigarbha Sutra" derived from the "Diyan Sutra".

A heartbeat.

Relying on its own extremely strong soul strength, it transmits sound through the air.

Every word, every word, drifted to Lu Changkong's ears after a distance of several miles.

Lu Changkong's body shook.

Looking in the direction of the pavilion incredulously.

While being horrified by Lu Fan's methods, he also restrained his mind and carried the spiritual energy according to the description of the "Ksitigarbha Sutra".

With the operation.

A strong suction suddenly emerged from his Qi Dan.

The spiritual energy swallowed by the big chrysanthemum was drawn out vigorously, along the limbs and bones, cleansing the filth of the flesh, and pouring into the qi pill.

Lu Changkong sat cross-legged on the ground with a look of joy on his face.

Clothes on the body, no wind, automatic, slowly settling.

Successfully entered the second stage Qidan realm.

"Test: Lu Changkong (identity: Lord of Beiluo City) has successfully reached the second level of Qi Dan, and can get a ray of spiritual energy. Is it a commission?"

A system prompt popped up suddenly, causing the corners of Lu Fan's mouth to rise slightly.

[Wanfa Oven] is constructed by [Preaching Platform], and "Ksitigarbha Sutra" is deduced from [Wanfa Oven], which is related to [Preaching Platform].

Once it comes to the practitioners of the [Apostle Platform], Lu Fan can get a commission for all the spiritual energy they have cultivated.

Therefore, when Lu Changkong stepped into the second stage of Qi Dan Realm, Lu Fan could also get a ray of spiritual energy.

Without hesitation, choose commission.

In the column of Lu Fan's spiritual energy, the upper limit of spiritual energy reserves has been changed to 102 wisps.

Suddenly, Lu Fan squinted his eyes, thinking that the secret realm of Wolongling was also built through the [Preaching Platform]. As long as the practitioners obtained spiritual energy in the secret realm, he could also get a corresponding commission.

This made Lu Fan suddenly a little excited and looking forward to it.

Perhaps, refining one hundred layers of Qi...isn't that difficult.

When Lu Changkong stepped into the second-level Qidan realm, his whole body's energy and spirit changed.

The national teacher took a deep look at Lu Changkong, with surprise in his eyes.

However, he didn't say anything.

On the contrary, he smiled and said to Lu Fan, "This chrysanthemum is very nice, can you give me a chrysanthemum?"

On the wheelchair, Lu Fan lowered his head and stroked his slender fingers, and said calmly:

"No."

It was extremely straightforward to refuse again.

The national teacher didn't force it, but just glanced at Chao Tianju enviously.

Entering the island is a bit unpleasant, but leaving the island is very harmonious.

A group of people boarded a luxury wooden boat.

Cruise in the lake, enjoy the scenery of the green lake, and soon return to the pier of Beiluo Lake.

Lu Changkong helped the national teacher get off the boat.

Ning Zhao and Nie Changqing landed on the blue bricks with their wheelchairs.

far away.

The sound of hooves gradually increased.

Accompanied by a burst of rapid donkey braying.

"Um ang~ um ang~"

On the bluestone road around the lake.

A dilapidated donkey cart approached slowly, and everyone didn't take it seriously, they just regarded it as the people on the road in Beiluo City.

The donkey cart moved slowly, passing in front of the crowd, and the simple young man in the navy blue robe on the cart showed a simple and honest smirk at the crowd.

suddenly.

The thin rope on the youth's suspender broke, and the hanging carrot fell to the ground and rolled.

The donkey's nostrils suddenly sprayed thin hot air.

Raising its front hooves, the entire donkey cart almost rolled over.

The simple young man on the donkey cart fell to the ground with a face full of panic, howling miserably.

Everyone looked in surprise, thinking that an accident had happened.

The youth rolled.

Suddenly, like a spring, the whole person bounced off the ground, turned into a swift black shadow, and approached the emaciated national teacher.

From the sleeve of the navy blue robe, a pair of silver scissors slipped out, shining coldly under the sunlight.

There is no shadow to stab the soul, and there is no trace to kill the blood!

The honesty on the young man's face disappeared.

Instead... the confidence and ruthlessness of being the second assassin in the world.

Assassin's Creed - Take advantage of the unsuspecting target and kill with one hit.

The atmosphere suddenly became sharp and chilling.