Building The Ultimate Fantasy

On the bank of Beiluo Lake, Qingshi Road around the lake.

A donkey cart wobbled, the donkey cart was worn out, as if it were made of dead wood. On the donkey cart, a young man wearing a navy blue cloth robe tilted Erlang's legs, carrying a wooden pole, and hanging a carrot on a string, hanging In front of the donkey.

The donkey's nostrils snorted, chasing carrots and walking forward.

The young people sat leisurely, admiring the gleaming water of Beiluo Lake.

"It's a great place, it would be better if we could provide old age here."

"I heard that Beizuo City's'Zuichen Pavilion' is very unique. The girls have superb craftsmanship. I don't know if it is true."

The young man propped his chin in one hand, and his swaying legs were shaking.

A look of reverie appeared on his face.

"Unfortunately...Zuichen Pavilion was overtaken by the unreasonable Master Lu Shao, and Da Zhou lost one day in the world."

The young man shook his head, a pity on his face.

Change the direction of the carrot and correct the walking direction of the donkey.

"To be honest, I really don't want to come to Beiluo City. This city... is so evil."

The young man had some trouble on his face, talking to himself.

"However, it is rare for the National Teacher to leave Beijing, so this is a rare opportunity..."

"Why do you keep looking for me for this kind of thing? Facial paralysis is obviously more suitable than me... He is the first assassin in the world, I am just a donkey." The youth seemed to be full of resentment.

However, all come, the task can only continue.

He kicked his ass.

Let the donkey travel faster.

The tattered donkey cart was swaying, as if it was about to crumble at any time along the bluestone road of Beiluo Lake.

The donkey hummed hummingly, continually round its ears.

...

Lu Mu quickly left the city.

The carriage was galloping on the plain outside Beiluo.

In the carriage, Lv Mu looked at him in a white shirt, rubbing the copper money hanging around his neck.

"Lord Master Lu... Is it true? Can the "Tiandi Qiong Order" open the remains of Immortal Margin? The teacher asked me to come to Beiluo, is it true that there is an immortal margin in Beiluo?"

Lv Mu leaned against the carriage, his body somewhat thin.

But his eyes are very bright.

"If there is an immortal relationship, Lord Lu Shao will be so relieved? He is not afraid that I will join the hundreds of families of all the sons to take this mysterious environment?

Lv Mu narrowed his eyes, but after thinking about it, he sighed.

He did not have the capital to unite the hundreds of schools.

Even if he had the information Lu Fan gave him, he could not exchange it with all the schools.

The appearance of the heaven and earth concubine order will sooner or later attract the attention of the world. Moreover, there is not necessarily only one person, Lu Shaozhu.

Lu Mu does not have any capital, so his best way is to cooperate with Lu Fan, maybe he can share a slice of the soup, otherwise... there is really no chance.

Moreover, before leaving, he saw the emergence of Confucian Confucianism. Maybe... Master Lu Shao would also unite Confucianism. If he had such thighs as Confucianism, if he was stupid to unite with hundreds of other forces, then he would be really stupid. .

The cabin is very quiet, only the car wheel quickly makes a vibration.

After a long time.

Lu Mu tapped on the carriage against the green bamboo stick, and said to the driver outside: "Don't rush back to the'Donglong Temple' first, go to Wolongling......"

"Good."

Outside the carriage, the driver grinned, raised the whip, and pulled it off.

The carriage speed suddenly increased.

...

Lake Heart Island.

On the island, the atmosphere is somewhat frozen.

The master smiled and raised his righteousness, and Lu Fanluozi released his spirit.

The collision between the two is called the children.

The national teacher was the Confucian Confucian, who once walked through hundreds of schools and overwhelmed them.

His awe-inspiring integrity, even the Grand Master of Martial Arts, had to be suppressed.

Although he had never practiced martial arts, he was extremely oppressive.

Lu Fan, in the face of the noble morality of the national teacher, actually talked and laughed, which surprised other people on the island.

Lu Changkong's gaze was somewhat complicated and gratifying to see the landing.

He didn't expect Lu Fan to grow so fast, but now he has the strength to contend with Confucius.

Lu Changkong felt the flowing aura in his body and took a deep breath.

Nie Changqing and Ning Zhao's eyes showed excitement.

They never knew Lu Fan's true strength.

And now...

They finally knew the true strength of their son.

The children...

Can compete with Confucian Confucius, and is also the top strength among the hundreds of schools.

Lu Fan once said that to let "Bai Yu Jing" override the hundred schools of the sons, now it seems that it is indeed not empty talk.

The wind disappeared.

The depression that shrouded the heavens and the earth suddenly disappeared.

Haoran's righteousness dissipated, Lu Fan's spiritual pressure also disappeared.

"Hahaha, it's really a young man."

The national teacher laughed.

"Sky, you have a good son."

Lu Changkong on the side suddenly smiled, with some sorrow in his eyes that could not be concealed.

"Master, please."

Lu Fan smiled: "Ping An Zhi Zhi Shi has a good wine, and he deliberately made people burn plum wine."

The national teacher stepped forward and stepped forward.

"Bai Yujing..."

The national teacher's eyes fell on the plaque in front of the pavilion door, chewing the name softly, and then smiled: "Good name."

The master of the country sighed that Lu Fan got more immortals than Tianyu Yuwenxiu.

If we say, Yu Wenxiu is just a toddler.

That Lufan is a mature God-giver, the gap between the two... a little big.

The state teacher set foot on the bluestone ladder.

Lu Changkong and Luo Yue also followed behind him.

suddenly.

The Master's body trembled and stood in place, his eyes unconsciously attracted by two vertical plaques.

Everyone who enters Bai Yujing will be involuntarily attracted by this couplet. Lu Fan is not surprised at this.

The national teacher stared at the couplet, and the smile on his face disappeared, full of seriousness.

He watched for a long time.

Almost half a scent of incense.

It's slowly coming back.

Under the turbid eyes of the master, there was a faint shimmer of shock.

"Is this sentence... mentioned by Ping An?"

The national teacher withdrew his gaze, very calm, said.

Unlike the huge response of Nie Changqing and Lv Mu, the national teacher's style is light.

"No, the teacher mentioned."

Lu Fandao, the wheelchair turned automatically and went to the Baiyu Jinglou Pavilion.

He guessed what the Master Guo should have learned from the Taoist Sentence, but if the Master Guo did not show it, he would not ask.

The national teacher heard Lu Fan's answer, his body slightly stiff, and then returned to normal.

Luo Yue and Lu Changkong are not so good.

Fortunately, Lu Changkong, after all, has aura to make a bottom, and after two or three steps, he stabilized his mind.

Luo Yue was miserable. He was just a first-rate warrior. He recited the joint sentence softly, and flew out under great pressure. He knelt on one knee and even coughed up blood.

The face was full of fear.

Lu Changkong did not enter the Baiyu Jinglou Pavilion.

He knew that Master and Fan had something to talk about, so he turned around and wandered around the island.

He was very interested in the ten chrysanthemums greeted by the sunshine.

The Master entered the second floor of the pavilion.

On the terrace, Yiyue finished cooking and stood up.

Ni Yu and Nie Shuang stared at each other, watching Landing Fan Hefu.

The chessboard is arranged, and the white chess box and the black chess box are placed on each side.

The National Master sat on a chair, looked at the chessboard, and scratched his beard.

Lu Fan leaned on a wheelchair, and the two sat opposite each other across the board.

Yiyue poured wine to Lu Fan and Guoshi respectively. The shochu liquor exudes heat and the sour taste of green plum.

"Master, you and I have a game?"

Lu Fan smiled.

The master scratched his beard, squinted and sipped his wine, his face full of comfort.

Tasting and playing chess.

This kind of day really makes Confucius enjoy some.

On the chessboard, there was a crisp "dada" sound, one after another.

The two played games while tasting wine while chatting with their parents.

Sandalwood is soaring, exuding the meditation and tranquility.

A game of chess is over.

The chess board was filled with black and white pieces, and Lu Fan regretted to throw the black pieces back into the chess box.

"The master chess skills are superb, and the students are willing to worship."

Lu Fan smiled bitterly.

Although he has the chess game "Yi Tian Shi", after all, the research time is too short, and it is still a little bit worse to play against a country-level chess player like Confucius.

Ni Yu on the side had already widened his eyes.

Not quite right!

The son's chess skills...how to become so strong?

The national teacher was holding a wine glass, coughing slightly, his body sullen, quite a bit of the feeling of a dying year.

"You can play players with the old man in the world, but two or three, peace, see you today, you really let the old look at each other, and soon, treat you like a chess game, like the mountains and rivers, the old is afraid that it is no longer your opponent."

Lu Fan smiled.

The wine in the wine glass in the hands of the master has been let cool, but Yi Yue wanted to add hot wine, but he was waved by the master and refused.

Putting down the glass, the master of the country hid his hands in his wide-sleeved robe, his eyes somewhat deep and muddy.

"Peace, old age has three or two doubts...I want you to answer."

"If you don't ask now, I'm afraid there will be no chance..."

The master said, his tone was a little sullen, his gray hair was pale, and the old spots on his skin seemed to be heavier.

Lu Fanmei raised her hand, lowered her hand, and smoothed the thin wool blanket covering her legs.

"What is the doubt of the Master?" Lu Fan said lightly.

The national teacher smiled, his eyes were deep, and he looked at the island through the attic.

All of a sudden, he seemed to see three strange waves of air moving on the island.

"Build forces, destroy families, kill hundreds of families...what is your purpose?"

"Now the big Zhou wind and rain are shaking, and it is at stake.

The national teacher bowed in his chair and coughed.

"Peace, do you have any thoughts on this world?"

This question is very explicit and the purpose is not concealed.

What he explored was Lu Fan's ambition, the ambition of a mature God-giver.

Nie Changqing, Ning Zhao, Yi Yue and others were breathless.

Lu Fan raised his head slowly and looked at the National Teacher.

The two eyes collided in the air, silently.

Sandalwood.

Lu Fan's elegant voice suddenly sounded in the attic terrace room.

"I built forces to support the elderly, destroy families, and kill hundreds of disciples because they provoke me."

"If you don't provoke me."

"How should the rivers, lakes, temples, and the world be, and what should I do?"

"After all, my Lu Ping's temper is better."

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