Building The Ultimate Fantasy

Lu Fan couldn't help crying or laughing. The speed at which his father changed his face was too fast.

However, the taste of Reiki can only be experienced.

The deeper the martial artist is, the more emotional it is, because the appearance of the aura is equivalent to letting them touch the limit of the martial artist, seeing the new is dawn and hope.

It is a kind of sublimation of spiritual level.

"Dad, Reiki is good, but it is really good to have a thorough grasp. It is really good to have a thorough understanding. There is too much Reiki coming at once, but there is no benefit. It will hinder the improvement of cultivation and promote seedlings."

"Just like Sister Ning, in fact, if Sister Ning fully mastered a ray of aura, she could defeat four masters and suppress the four masters under the city yesterday. However, Sister Ning’s mastery of aura was too rough. Do one against four."

Lu Fandao.

"For a long time to come, I will not give any help to Sister Ning unless she completely controls the two rays of aura."

Ning Zhao, standing behind Lu Fan, showed a look of shame.

"Ning Zhao thanks the young man for his teaching."

She was really dissatisfied with yesterday's performance.

Lu Changkong thought deeply and felt the aura in Dan Tian, ​​he really understood the power of this power.

"It makes sense that people will win the sky. Reiki is like qi and blood. It belongs to the power that needs to be controlled."

Lu Changkong nodded slightly.

After all, he is an old master, and his understanding of martial arts is far superior to Ning Zhao.

"So, dad... what do you say about the cultivation of your son?"

Lu Fan's eyes brightened, said.

Lu Changkong was stunned, and then he chuckled.

He gave Lu Fan a deep look.

Isn't this kid training forces really just for self-preservation?

"What do you need?"

Lu Changkong asked.

Lu Fan's mouth was slightly raised, leaning on the wheelchair, supporting the chin with one hand, and tapping on the thin wool blanket covering the thighs with one hand.

"Children don't need much, just a piece of land, a building."

Lu Changkong narrowed his eyes and waved his hand: "There is no important place, your father and I are the city masters, the two sleeves are breeze, the ice is clean and jade, where is the land for you."

"However, the Chen family has a piece of land in the east of the city. You can ask and just take a rent."

Lu Changkong's words made Lu Fan smile lightly, and his eyes lightened slightly. The three great families colluded with Dantai Xuan and tore his face with the Lu family and the Great Zhou Dynasty. Now it's time to settle the bill.

Those people in the three big families made fun of Lu Fan's smile.

Lu Fan's spirit was severely traumatized.

Today, Lu Fan should also go to ask for some mental damage fees.

"Fan'er, do you want Dad to send you a city guard?"

Lu Changkong thought about it, since Lu Fan wants to cultivate power, no one can do it.

"No, my power is precious, not much."

Lu Fan chuckled and told Ning Zhao to push him away.

Yiyue and Ni Yu hurried to keep up.

"Oh, dad, copy me a copy of your blood-moving cheats. It's very useful for children."

Lu Fan's voice came from a distance.

Lu Changkong held his hand and looked at Landing. He was pushed in a wheelchair and was pushed away from the corner. His eyes were unclear.

"Xianyuan, Aura..."

"This world...is really chaotic."

...

Ning Zhaotui landed and left Lufu.

Ni Yu held an umbrella and trot to shade Lu Fan.

Suddenly, she stopped talking.

"Son..."

Lu Fan, who took a nap in a wheelchair, opened his eyes slightly and gave Ni Yu a squinted look. A note came out slightly in his nose.

"Ok?"

Ni Yu's flat breast like a chopping board fluctuated slightly, and then he seemed to have made up his mind.

"Me, Ni Yu, follow the son to cultivate immortals!"

She felt that if she didn't want to go ahead, she might not even have the qualification to be a son-in-law.

"Oh?"

Lu Fan did not expect Ni Yu to have such ambition.

Ning Zhao and Yi Yue were also stunned.

"You say you want to cultivate immortals with me, your martial arts are rotten, your talent is bad, people are lazy, you say... what are you good at?"

Lu Fan smiled.

Ni Yu was holding an umbrella, and his face was flushed.

The son's words are very heart-warming.

But she has been supporting me for a long time, and can't tell what she is good at.

At last……

He deflated his mouth and said, "Son...I, I...are good at eating!"

Lu Fan gave a laugh, then laughed.

Yiyue and Ningzhao are also smiling, covering their mouths and laughing.

Ni Yu was laughed with frustration.

Lu Fan smiled for a while, stretched out his slender hand, and smeared Ni Yu's head.

"It's a blessing to eat, don't worry, the son will take you in the future and eat while repairing the fairy."

Ni Yu's eyes suddenly shined.

After leaving Lufu, Ning Zhaotui landed slowly on the official road.

"Master, where are we going now?"

Ning Zhao's words are like water, and he gently asks Lu Fan.

"Go to the mansion of the three great families?"

Yi Yue also interjected.

Lu Fan shook his head, a little lazy.

"Go to a pork shop."

Lu Fan lowered his head and played with his slender fingers, said lightly.

Pork shop?

Hearing Lu Fan's words, Ning Zhao suddenly froze. She suspected that she might have heard it wrong. Isn't the son going to block the door of the three big families?

How did it go to the pork shop?

"Son...you want to eat pork?!"

Ni Yu's eyes lit up when he heard the pork shop.

When it comes to eating, she knows best.

"No, go to the pork shop and find someone." Lu Fan's mouth twitched.

"Master, there are many pork shops in Beiluocheng. Which pork shop are you looking for?"

"The pork shop in the east of the city, the west of the city, or the south of the city? There are also several pork shops in Fangshi. Which one does the son say?"

Ni Yu twitter said.

Lu Fan glanced blankly at Ni Yu who was suddenly excited.

"You talk too much."

"lead the way."

"Take the wrong ones and punish you for the next few meals."

Ni Yu: "..."

Son... is it the devil?!

Is it a blessing to eat well?

Seeing Ni Yu's suspicion of life, Ning Zhaohe and Yiyue finally couldn't help but laughed loudly.

...

"Boss, half a catty of meat, minced, go home tonight to make a bun to make dumplings for the mother-in-law."

A farm worker in coarse clothes shouted with a smile.

Pieces of cut red and white pork hung on the hooks of the pork shop, neat and strict, like a grove of meat.

After the pork shop, there were two people sitting on the low wooden stools and waiting for the business to come.

One is a middle-aged man in an apron that exudes a strong smell.

Another, a child with a big head, seems to be four or five years old.

"Two children, stay away."

A business came to the house, and the middle-aged man stood up and turned his head to the children.

The big-headed child nodded cleverly, his big eyes flickered, and he looked out of place in this grove full of bloody pork.

Wow.

The heavy kitchen knife chopped on the chopping board was hooked by the middle-aged man's finger and spun up at high speed, blowing a cold wind.

A piece of pork was cut off, and neither man weighed it, as if the weight of the pork had been determined, the skin was scraped, and the pig hair and residual pig blood were removed.

The knife crossed, dazzling and eye-catching.

Da da da……

Only a fast-paced chopping sound was heard.

Soon, the pork was chopped into diced pieces, the blade was scraped on the side, a lotus leaf was taken, the minced pork was wrapped, and the stalks were tied for a while, and the cut pork was directly thrown to the customer, and it was considered completed. This sale.

After that, the man chopped the kitchen knife sharply on the chopping board, rubbed his hands on the apron, and turned and walked towards the big head boy.

The customer took the pork, and he left when he weighed it.

"Dad, there is another guest."

The big-headed boy suddenly pointed to the distance, and said to the middle-aged man with a milky voice.

The man shivered.

Looking back suddenly.

The wheel of the wheelchair rubs against the sticky ground, making a strange sound, like the sound of chewing sticky cakes.

The man subconsciously protects the big-headed boy, and the vicissitudes of the story-filled eyes flow with vigilance.

"I found six pork shops in Beiluocheng, and finally found..."

A faint voice floated.

I saw the teenager sitting in a wheelchair, covering his legs with a thin wool blanket, and driven by a gorgeous and beautiful maidservant, came to the pork shop.

In the wheelchair, the teenager stretched out his hand and stroked the blanket, smiling at the middle-aged man.

"Dao Zong Apostle, Nie Changqing... Is it you?"

The teenager said to the middle-aged man who was protecting the big-headed boy.

The pupil of the middle-aged man shrank suddenly, and there was a murderous rush in his body.

"Oh, it seems...finally got it right."

The teenager tilted his head and smiled gently.

After the pork shop.

Nie Changqing, who was guarding the big-headed boy, slowly spread his breath.

"You are sent by Taoism?"

"For so many years...after all, we still let our father and son pass."

Nie Changqing's voice became hoarse, bitter and indignant.

His generous collection had touched the handle of the thick meat cleaver on the chopping board, and the green bars bulged.

Lu Fan, who was sitting in a wheelchair, listened to Nie Changqing's words, his lips flicked slightly, his chin was supported with one hand, and he raised his eyebrow lightly.

"Dao Sect sent me?"

"Oh, is it...worthy?"

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