Building The Ultimate Fantasy

This method can be said to be unpredictable.

After erasing the words on the plaque, I also mentioned the new building name again. This is not a trick, but a creation out of nothing. Who can do it?!

Nie Changqing took a deep breath, and the son's method refreshed his worldview again.

Ning Zhao was also surprised, but soon calmed down.

After all, there are too many miracles revealed in the son.

Nie Changqing carried a pig-killing knife, and Ning Zhao also stretched his white and slender neck, looking at the name nominated in the pavilion.

"Bai Yujing..."

The two murmured, chewing the name in their mouths.

"From now on,'Bai Yujing' will be the son's power."

Lu Fan sat in a wheelchair, rubbed his fingers, and laughed lightly: "You are a member of Bai Yujing."

"Thank you son for your success."

Nie Changqing and Ning Zhao's hearts shivered slightly.

Lu Fan propped his chin in one hand, nodded slightly, and was in a good mood.

"In the future, if you walk outside, you can call yourself Bai Yujing's disciple..."

"Well."

The two nodded slightly.

A gust of wind blew, blowing the peach petals falling on the ground.

Lu Fan, who was sitting in a wheelchair, was also blown away.

Mo Shangren is like jade.

Ning Zhao looked slightly distracted.

In Nie Changqing's eyes, a flash of fine light flashed.

Bai Yujing...

Soon, the name of this force will be heard throughout the week.

This may become a force that surpasses all schools of thought.

He Nie Changqing, a former Taoist apostate, now has a new identity...

Bai Yujing disciple.

And he had a hunch that Bai Yujing's disciple Nie Changqing... this name might be louder than when he was in Taoism.

Nie Changqing lowered his head, looking at the scattered petals of peach blossoms on the ground, suddenly pulled the corner of his mouth gently, and laughed.

From the mourning dog-like Daozong abandonment to today's Baiyu Jing disciples.

Everything... is getting better.

Lu Fan was in a wheelchair, and the word "Bai Yu Jing" was dancing on the forehead. Ning Zhao watched the son's ecstasy while Nie Changqing was full of concerns.

Under the bluestone stairs of Baiyujing Building.

The weird scenes of the peninsula's peach blossoms that had been dried up for a moment, sitting on the ground scared, and the singers who were selling in the drunken pavilion, were now full of damn expressions.

Especially the old bustard panicked.

I haven't seen them change their plaques, but... How come the nominated plaques of Zuichen Pavilion are gone!

Replaced by the words "Baiyujing"!

What the hell is this Bai Yujing...?!

...

"Sister Ning, the singers, dismiss them from Huxin Island, give them some silver, and settle down."

"I want this island and I will never see anyone other than'Bai Yujing'."

"Old Nie, guard the Huxin Island. Without the permission of your son, no one should step on the island half a step."

Lu Fan propped his chin lightly.

"Well."

Ning Zhao lowered his body and slowly retreated from the bluestone steps to the geisha and old bustards who were paralyzed on the ground.

Nie Changqing also nodded, carrying a pig-killing knife, and stood silently in front of the door.

And Lu Fan moved.

The prompt utterance pops up.

"Enlightenment of Qi Dao Qi Ji: Men Lian (Xuan-order superb treasures, possessing Qi Dao Qi Ji, the viewer has a 1 in 10,000 probability of gaining insight opportunity, the higher the cultivation level, the higher the probability of insight.)"

"Is it a gift set?"

Lu Fanmei raised it slightly, Xuanjie Needs Treasure?

His spiritual pressure chessboard is the inferior treasure of the Xuan order. Is this unit higher than the spiritual pressure chessboard?

Today, Lu Fan also understands the system's equal order division of treasures.

First of all, according to the heaven and earth Xuanhuang, the small ranks in the class are lower, middle, upper, and top grade, four small ranks.

"Set it up."

Lu Fan confirmed.

Later, Lu Fan saw the door of the pavilion, and the original couplet describing Fengyue disappeared, replaced by two vertical plaques made of black iron.

"Heaven is the chessboard, and the star is the son."

"The ground is a pipa, and the road is a string."

Lu Fan looked at the two plaques condensed out of thin air.

Meiyu slightly picked.

interesting.

The two questions are connected, and just looking at it, it seems that there is a lingering presence.

Rubbing his eyebrows, Lu Fan looked away.

After looking at it for a long time, there was no sign of epiphany.

Sure enough, something like luck doesn't suit him.

Of course, it may be because he still can't reach the standard of epiphany.

In the epiphany, only those who have great wisdom, or who are cultivated to reach the bottleneck, and who are only a few lines away from the situation will be more easily touched.

Lu Fan is really not like ordinary practitioners.

"Old Nie."

Lu Fan shouted.

Nie Changqing looked back and looked over.

Lu Fan did not speak, but raised his finger to the erected plaque made of the two black black irons hanging.

Nie Changqing was startled.

The line of sight shifted and landed on the couplet.

Ok?

At first glance, it didn't feel much.

At second glance, Nie Changqing's pupils shrank.

In the third look, Nie Changqing felt as if his heart had been hit with a punch.

Poof!

He spit out blood.

Qi and blood roared uncontrollably in the body, and six abnormal sounds burst uncontrollably.

The whole person seemed to be hit with great force.

Pedal pedal.

Retreat continuously.

He felt a huge force on his body, and his eyes were covered with blood, and he stared at the couplet with death, and his eyes would burst like bleeding.

Finally, his legs softened.

Kick cracked the blue brick with a click.

Lu Fanmei raised it, slightly surprised.

His mind moved, and the wheelchair turned automatically under his direction. He did not expect Nie Changqing's reaction to be so huge.

A violent gasp resounded, and Nie Changqing took a breath.

The eyes are full of blood.

Nie Changqing lowered his head and moved his eyes away, his face unwilling.

When he looked at the joint sentence, he seemed to have a deeper understanding of "The Royal Sword" in his mind.

However, that trace of consciousness passed so fast that he could hardly catch it.

"Pity……"

"Your Qidan realm is still weaker now. This sentence contains the enlightenment Qi machine. If you cultivate enough, you may have a special harvest."

Lu Fan leaned on the wheelchair and said lightly.

As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes were raised in amazement, and he looked around the Huxin Island.

Line of sight.

All the peach blossoms on the peninsula have dried up, as if they have been sucked out of essence, and blown gently, they will become fly ash.

Around the island, there are ten green plants like glazed plants.

In every plant, it seems that there is an aura in the bud to be sprayed out.

"Ok?"

Lu Fan wondered, this morning spirits seed, lived so fast?

Later, he figured it out and smiled.

The seeds of Chaotianling chrysanthemum go down, domineeringly absorb all the essence and energy of ordinary plants, in order to feed themselves back.

Between plants, it is not as reasonable as people, and some are only the most primitive impulses.

I am stronger than you, so I will rob you

Lu Fanmo raised his palm, his eyes narrowed slightly.

On Huxin Island, it seems that there is no way to plant other plants. There are ten ten chrysanthemums, unless they are also spiritual plants.

Lu Fan narrowed his eyes, thinking about the peninsula chrysanthemum fluttering.

When the lake breeze blows, there is a sense of relaxation under the east hedge.

Lu Fan actually had some expectations in his heart, waiting for ten strains of heavenly chrysanthemum to bloom and release the aura, plus his aura.

This lake heart island... I am afraid that it will become an immortal fairy island, a real spiritual practice place.

With expectations and prospects for the future, Lu Fan stretched out.

"It's time to go back to Beiluo City and solve the problems of the family and the sword faction."

Lu Fan propped up his chin and picked up a chess piece to play.

"Although I have a good temper, but I can't stand it the most. If my dad doesn't do well, then I'll come..."

Lu Fan chuckled, his eyes flashed a strange luster.

"Besides, the Beiluo City where my "Bai Yujing" is located does not need to have any other forces."