Building The Ultimate Fantasy

"Qi Gathering Pill, is it done?"

Lu Fan's eyes lit up.

"Sister Ning, let's go downstairs."

Lu Fan said.

"Here."

Ning Zhao was also curious. Ni Yu raised two wisps of aura after eating the semi-finished product. Now that the finished product appears...what should I do?

For the warriors of the Great Zhou Dynasty, there is no panacea in the world that can improve their cultivation. The appearance of the elixir is a shock.

Pushing the wheelchair down the Baiyujing Pavilion.

"Young Master, Dan is done!"

Ni Yu's face flushed with excitement.

Jing Yue's face was also full of shock, a pot... could actually make the legendary elixir.

"good."

Lu Fan smiled, praised Ni Yu, and turned his attention to the blame.

The dense air permeated the air, exuding a condensed and undissipated strange fragrance, and each elixir showed the color of glazed glass, as if wrapped in a layer of sugar.

Lu Fan waved.

Qi Gathering Pills sped up from the pot one after another, forming a circle like a string of Buddhist beads.

"There are twelve grains in total, twelve grains in one pot is not bad."

Lu Fan admired.

With a flick of his finger, a pill floated into his palm.

Lu Fan's mind came up with the introduction in "Letter of Refining Qi Ju Pill".

"Pills are divided into nine grades, all of which have pill patterns. The top pills can carry nine pill patterns, while Qi Gathering Pills are only first grade pills, and the best Qi Gathering Pills can only condense three patterns."

Lu Fan said slowly.

"Among the qi-gathering pills you have refined, there is not even a single pill pattern, so it can only be regarded as an inferior pill, and it still needs a lot of hard work."

Lu Fan looked at Ni Yu.

Ni Yu calmed down, pursed her lips and nodded.

"Let Yiyue come over."

Lu Fan said.

Yiyue came slowly from a distance, Hu Mei's face was haggard, but there was excitement in her haggardness.

"Young master."

Yi Yue bowed respectfully.

"I once said that if you develop a sense of qi, you will pass on your true immortal technique..."

"Since the young master has said it, he will not break his promise."

Lu Fan leaned lazily on the wheelchair, and said lightly.

Hearing this, Yi Yue's delicate body trembled, her whole body trembling with excitement.

Lu Fan beckoned, and the two Qi Gathering Pills floated in his hands, and he flicked them with his fingers.

A ray of spiritual energy wrapped the Qi Gathering Pill and floated towards Yiyue.

Yiyue raised her head, as if she had been baptized, her eyesight was clear, and scriptures appeared in her mind.

It's not some esoteric scripture, just like Ningzhao, it's the Ksitigarbha Sutra.

Yi Yue carefully put away the two pills, knelt down on the ground, her eyes were slightly rosy.

"Thank you son..."

Lu Fan nodded.

"Ni Yu, you made the elixir, leave two pills for my father, and you will distribute the rest..."

"Sister Ning, you also stay and practice, and break through the Tibetan realm as soon as possible."

Lu Fan said.

After speaking, he automatically controlled the wheelchair and went up to the second floor of Bai Yujing.

Ni Yu pinched the remaining nine Qi Gathering Pills, her pretty face blushing.

"The efficacy of Qi Gathering Pill can help speed up the condensation of spiritual energy and cause it to enter the body. It has a significant effect on practitioners in the Qi Dan realm."

She took two pills and handed them to Ning Zhao: "Sister Ning, you take two pills."

Then, he turned his head to look into the distance, and waved at Nie Zhangqing who was floating on the lake.

She gave two pills to Nie Changqing. Nie Shuang told her the story of Nie Changqing. She knew that Nie Changqing needed to improve his strength and go south to the Taoist sect to rescue Nie Shuang's mother.

"Ni girl, what about me?"

Jing Yue carried the pineapple sword box on his back, watching the pills being dispensed one by one, feeling a little heartbroken.

There are still four pills left, and they are about to disappear.

"Come on, we have two points for the remaining four pills."

"Originally it was fifty-five points,

Two for you and two for me..."

"However, because I farted just now, you laughed the loudest, so I deducted one pill from you. You only have one pill left, and you have to cherish it."

Ni Yu said seriously.

Then, holding a pill, he solemnly handed it to Jing Yue.

Jing Yue: "???"

...

Lu Changkong was dressed in armor and went to the island in the middle of the lake.

Ni Yu happily stuffed the two elixirs to him. Lu Changkong was slightly taken aback. After understanding, he realized that they were elixirs that could assist in refining Qi. He looked at Ni Yu in a strange way. Alchemy?

He put away the pill.

Go up to the second-floor pavilion of Baiyujing.

On the terrace, Lu Fan leaned on the railing, looking at the rippling lake view, thinking about something.

Hearing Lu Changkong's footsteps, he came back to his senses.

"Father."

Lu Fan said.

With a loving smile on Lu Changkong's face, he was a little dazed looking at his handsome son in white.

Lu Fan seemed to know what Lu Changkong wanted to ask.

With a wave of his hand, the Reishi chessboard was set up, and the black and white chess boxes were separated on both sides.

"Father, you and I have a game of chess?"

Lu Fan chuckled.

Lu Changkong didn't refuse, the two held on to the son, the breeze was blowing, and the father and son played against each other.

The setting sun gradually slanted westward, casting a long and narrow afterglow on Beiluo Lake.

after a long time.

"I can't beat you for my father, I can't do it anymore."

Lu Changkong waved his hand, and after that, the expression on his face became serious.

"Fan'er, if one day the Great Zhou Imperial Capital falls and a new dynasty is replaced, Beiluo Baiyujing...what should we do?"

Lu Fan was not too surprised when he heard this question, and rolled up his sleeves to put away the pieces on the chessboard.

"Father needn't get too attached to the question."

"What about the Great Zhou Dynasty? What about the New Dynasty?"

"It's fine if you don't come to offend Bai Yujing, but if you come to offend Bai Yujing..."

"Naturally... it's gone."

Lu Fan said lightly.

Lu Changkong was startled.

Is this the confidence of the power of practice?

After a wry smile, Lu Changkong left the island in the middle of the lake.

On the terrace, Lu Fan played with chess pieces, looked at Lu Changkong who was leaving the island by boat, and raised his bronze wine glass to take a sip.

The hair on the temples on the forehead is constantly fluttering by the wind.

...

Original Akagi.

On the city wall, Mo Beike stood with his hands behind his back, and beside him, Tantaixuan and Mo Ju stood.

They have been standing on the top of the city for a day.

Mo Beike did not act for a long time, Tantaixuan knew that Mo Beike was waiting for news.

In front of the original Chicheng, it was the army led by Jiang Li who blocked him.

Jiang Li is the military soul of the Great Zhou, inherited from a military strategist, like a pinnacle of calming the sea, as long as he is there, the elite soldiers of the Great Zhou will burst out with extremely strong energy.

Even if Tantaixuan's troops were far superior to the opponent's, he did not dare to attack rashly.

"Giant."

Tantaixuan looked at Mo Beike and frowned slightly.

For the Mo family, Tan Taixuan actually doesn't like it either. Although the Mo family is not considered an aristocratic family, it is more terrifying than ordinary aristocratic families.

Tantaixuan came from a family, he knew very well that cooperating with a big family was tantamount to seeking skin from a tiger.

"It seems that it should have failed."

Mo Beike said in a hoarse voice.

In the distance, among the elite soldiers of the Great Zhou led by Jiang Li, one of them rode Juechen and came to the original Chicheng City.

Soon, a sentry boarded the tower holding a box with a strong smell of blood.

"Report!"

"The envoy from the enemy sent a wooden box."

"Designated to be opened by the Mohist giant."

The sentinel knelt on one knee, holding the wooden box, and said.

There was no expression on Mo Beike's wrinkled face. With his hands behind his back, he walked slowly to the sentinel.

Lifted the wooden box lid.

Mo Beike looked normal, and quickly put the lid back on the wooden box.

Tantaixuan stared, what is in the wooden box?

What exactly did Jiang Li send to make Mo Beike so mysterious?

Mo Ju and Tantai Xuan were very curious.

Mo Ju took the wooden box from the sentry, and lifted the lid...

The thick and bloody pavement came.

After seeing the contents of the box clearly, his face turned pale and his hands trembled.

The wooden cover fell to the ground unsteadily.

Mo Shougui's grim and unwilling head rolled out of it.

...

into the night.

Imperial Capital, Zijin Palace.

Brightly lit.

Yu Wenxiu sat high on the dragon chair, watching the memorial from the front line, with a look of excitement on his face.

"General Jiang Li is worthy of being the soul of my great Zhou army."

According to the information, Tantaixuan's Beijun army chose not to move after Jiang Li led the elite troops of the Great Zhou, and even faintly showed signs of retreating.

This made Yu Wenxiu, who had been receiving bad news, let out a rare sigh of relief.

Sure enough, the national teacher still has a way.

Looking at His Highness's ministers whispering to each other, Yu Wenxiu couldn't help being a little upset.

imperial capital.

bookstore.

The shadow of the long candle fire is uncertain.

The rocking chair creaked, and the old man in a thick robe sat on it, shaking.

The moonlight sprinkled down from the sky, shining on the old man's thin face.

"Master, good news from the front line, the army of Beijun is standing still."

Mo Tianyu cupped his hands.

Kong Nanfei, who was practicing, slowly opened his eyes, and the sleepy eyes of the master on the rocking chair opened a tiny slit.

A hoarse voice lingered in the bookstore.

"Stand still?"

"Jiang Li must also know his own weakness, how could he let Mo Beike have time to exploit..."

"Kidnapping Jiang Li's weak point failed, Mo Beike may have to take a slanted sword. This step is the beginning of the real turmoil. It is a more terrifying method than swords and guns. I hope His Majesty will not be shaken."

The master said quietly.

Mo Tianyu was startled, he thought carefully about his master's words, and what else Mo Beike could do.

"Tianyu, go and stop outside the book pavilion. From now on, I won't see anyone... especially Your Majesty."

Just as Mo Tianyu was thinking, the Master's words sounded again.

"No one sees?"

"If Lu Ping'an comes, master...see you or not?"

Mo Tian said.

The atmosphere suddenly became awkward.

On the rocking chair, the master just looked at Mo Tianyu quietly like that, the look in his eyes that looked at a fool made Mo Tianyu's heart go numb.

Mo Tianyu left in despair.

Left the bookstore.

Kong Nanfei looked at the old master bathed in the cold moonlight, and couldn't help being curious.

"Master, what will be Mo Beike's backhand? Can make you avoid His Majesty?"

Under the moonlight.

The master stared blankly at the silver plate hanging high in the night sky.

After that, he smiled, his wrinkled face seemed to come alive.

"Three people become tigers, the most terrifying thing is rumors."

...

late at night.

A white and holy pigeon flew out from the original Chicheng and entered the Great Zhou Emperor Capital.

A piece of rumor spread throughout the Great Zhou Imperial Capital in the middle of the night.

"Yu Wentuo, the former emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the plan of Zhong Kongxiu, and the hands of Jiang Li who died."

The flapping wings of the carrier pigeon set off an invisible storm in the imperial capital.

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