Building The Ultimate Fantasy

The vast snow fell from the sky.

Fluttering, like a lament.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The sound of the drum of war continued, with the last roar, like the sound of a broken eardrum, shattering the scattered snowflakes.

The Dongyi Army retreated, and with the heavy injury of the burly man, they boarded the ship and fled.

Yang Mu's eyes were red on the tower, he threw down the drumsticks, dressed in armor with frozen blood, and leaned against the female wall step by step.

He looked at the figure sitting in the drifting snow, his eyes complex and full of admiration.

The sword in Mo Tianyu's hand was inserted obliquely in the snow, and he ran towards Confucius, close to Confucius' body.

But I saw that the Confucius was sitting in the battlefield where the corpses piled up, a little tired and some nostalgic.

"Master..."

Mo Tianyu knelt on the ground, his heart was suddenly tightened.

The Confucius sat on the plate, and the snow fell on his body, as if he was absorbing the heat from his body, making the Confucius' body even more cold.

Confucius sat on the battlefield and looked at the vast ocean in the distance.

The drifting snowflakes landed in the ocean and were cleaned by a spray.

The wooden boats that fled away, like a rat running away in embarrassment, with panic and confusion.

"Practitioner..."

"Really strong."

The Master gasped and said.

Mo Tianyu squeezed the snow in the ground, took a deep breath, and drilled the cold air into his lungs, making him unable to bear his cough, and even choked tears.

"Master, let's go back to the bookstore."

Mo Tianyu coughed and shed tears.

He regretted that he shouldn't be such a hexagram, what auspiciousness...all are deceiving.

"What's crying."

"Anyway, the old man doesn’t have much time to live. He is sick, old, sick, and human.... Instead of staying in a bookstore and looking at the plantain bent over by snow, he might as well die in this confrontation with practitioners. The vigorous victory ended, and the more comfortable, more regrettable."

The Master's voice was calm, and even a little full of energy.

"The old man has done many things in his life, visited hundreds of homes, and overwhelmed the world... Some things have no regrets, but some things regret it."

"However, after all... the most regrettable thing for the old man is that he failed to play a battle with Lu Shao together with Lao Lu."

Master said.

"This battle today is also a pity in the mind of the old man."

"At least... the old man proved that mortals are not incompetent practitioners."

The Master's calm words made Mo Tianyu's mind feel as if he was hit by a heavy hammer.

He really felt the power of Lu Fan and the power of practitioners.

The Confucius told him by action that mortals can also overcome practitioners.

The Master looked into the distance and felt that the sky no longer seemed to be snowing. On the horizon of the sea, a scorching sun rose slowly, reflecting the bright light and spilled on the Master's face.

It seemed as though the face was rosy and transparent.

In fact, the sky at sea is very gloomy.

"Is there any wine?"

The Master said slowly.

"Yes, there is!"

Mo Tianyu recovered, and hurriedly released the gourd around his waist.

He is a good wine person, would he not have wine?

He will count as a gossip after thirty.

He took the wine gourd, carefully pulled the stopper, wiped the sleeve of the gourd with his sleeve, and handed it to the master.

The Master smiled.

Slowly raised his hand.

The movement was slow, and finally, the Master's hand grabbed the gourd.

My fingertips touched Mo Tianyu's fingertips, but Mo Tianyu only felt a piece of ice touching her heart.

Took the gourd.

Take a sip of wine.

The Master exhaled a long breath.

His eyes narrowed like he was drunk.

The gourd was held in his hand by him, raised his head, and looked at the bright red bloom in front of the sun.

The picture gradually freezes.

The icy snow fell on Mo Tianyu's neck, bringing icy cold.

He leaned back and slumped on the ground.

The snow is getting bigger and bigger, covering the body of the master with a thick layer of snow.

...

Beiluo, Huxin Island.

Above Baiyu Jinglou Pavilion.

Lu Fanchang sighed, he never thought that the Master would actually put the curtain on the Baijia era in this way.

This is an elder who deserves admiration.

Lu Fan pinched the bronze wine glass in his hand and leaned on the fence.

He stretched out his hand, and the wine glass poured across the arc in front of him, sparkling.

This glass of wine, respect the Master.

under.

Lv Dongxuan, who was looking forward to Lu Fan's preaching, was gradually stiffened by the action of the young man and the liquor that was flying in the wind.

He seemed to anticipate something, and he was trembling slightly with the game of celestial deduction.

Raised his hand and pinched it on the big gold chain between his necks.

Daikin's chain turned quickly, and a humming sound came.

After that, his face suddenly turned pale.

Gong Yuyu, Xie Yunling and Huadong Liu seemed to have noticed that Lu Dongxuan was not right and frowned.

"Old Lu, what's wrong?"

East China was straight-tempered and asked directly.

Lu Dongxuan's lips twitched, and he looked to the east. Although he was enveloped by the aura of Lake Heart Island, his eyes seemed to be able to see through the thick cloud.

"Old Kong, get away."

Lu Dong Xuan Dao.

His voice was a little hoarse, a little deep, and a little emotional.

Xie Yunling's body shook and his pupils suddenly shrank.

Hua Dongliu couldn't control his own sword intention, as if he turned into a sharp sword with a sheath.

Gong Shuyu opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say.

In his life, he stood on the side of Mobei Ke and had been fighting with Kong Xiu for so long. When he heard the news suddenly, he was still a little shocked.

After the shock, there was helplessness and emotion that surged like a dark tide.

The other people around were still a little puzzled, but when they saw a few sons and looked at the sky, they were all fascinated.

In combination with the Baiyu Jinglou Pavilion, Lord Lu Shao spread wine in the wind. Obviously...at this moment, something happened to shake the world.

But what is the specific thing, they are not very clear.

...

North county.

Mobei Ke looked at the East, his hands were shaking, shaking very violently.

He covered his hand, but he couldn't control it at all.

After a long time.

Only a sense of frustration came to my mind.

He got up from his chair, walked out of the big tent, and looked at the endless snowfield outside the Tianhan Pass, and the sky was covered with heavy snow.

A piece of snow fell on his palm, melting quickly, like a drop of tears.

His heavy bags under his eyes shivered.

After a long time, it turned into a long sigh.

A lifetime enemy is also a lifetime friend.

"Old stuff, go all the way."

...

Emperor jing.

Bookcase.

The sandalwood is soaring.

Kong Nanfei was wearing a Confucian shirt and stood in front of the window. He looked at the banana leaves under the snow pile, his eyes slightly dazed.

There was a sense of uneasiness in his heart.

suddenly.

He heard a "click".

The banana leaves were finally crushed by the snow and fell to the ground in the back yard of the bookstore.

Looking at the broken plantain, Kong Nanfei gradually became silent.

There is an inexplicable sense of weight in my heart.

...

Baiyu Jinglou Pavilion.

Lu Fan's hair is flying against the wind.

He did not pay attention to the fighting in Dongyang County. After all, he could not focus on the world's things all the time.

However, at this moment, the lines in his eyes were beating, and a battle occurred outside Dongyang County was replayed in his eyes.

With his mortal body, the Confucius burned his will and his awe-inspiring morality, and actually bleed a strong man with a peak foundation level, and he escaped with serious injuries.

"Without a trace of aura, he simply caused the reaction of heaven and earth with his will. At that moment... The Confucius burned awe-inspiring righteousness, almost surpassing body storage."

Lu Fan felt a little emotional.

The only thing is to shine.

Looking at the old man holding the wine gourd and sitting facing the sea.

Lu Fan's tapping action on the handguard stopped for a while, and then the palm of his hand gently flicked on Fengling's handguard.

A loud phoenix rang loudly, and at the next moment, the phoenix sword turned into a flaming phoenix spreading into the dragon's gate.

Chilong Dragon Gate in Dongyang County.

The red dragon in snoring suddenly opened his eyes, and the red fire was bright. He opened his mouth and gave a deafening roar of the dragon.

But see, within the Dragon Gate.

A flaming phoenix flew out, with a red sword in the center of the flaming phoenix.

A terrible breath filled from this sword.

Chi Long's sullen expression stiffened and immediately retracted his body.

After looking at the disappearing Fire Phoenix, Chilong hurriedly nestled back to the Dragon Gate.

Fire Phoenix spread its wings.

Flying across the sky dome of Dongyang County, it seemed like a stream of light, breaking through the sky and reflecting the glory.

On the guard city of Dongyang County, Yang Mu raised his head and looked at the flaming phoenix dragging the flame, with a daze in horror.

But I saw that ray of fire burst out of the beach and into the boundless sea.

boom!

The fire phoenix suddenly fell with a loud cry.

Under the water.

The burly man wrapped in mud and rehabilitating his wounds was shocked.

"Bit... Lord of the Plane?!"

He raised his head, but found a blaze on the top of his head, and swallowed it instantly...

Han Hai was burned out of a concave vortex, and after a long time... slowly recovered.

In the Baiyu Jinglou Pavilion, Lu Fan of Fengling Sword was set aside, as if to do something insignificant.

He looked at the crowd underneath and spoke slowly.

It's almost time to start talking about things.

"Heaven and earth have will, transform their origins, become attributes, and practitioners go against the sky, gather spirits, and cultivate longevity..."

Lu Fan spoke.

The voice is not loud, but it sounds in everyone's ears.

Everyone's body was shocked and recovered.

They knew that Lu Gongzi was about to start preaching.

"There are attributes in the world, which are divided into gold, wood, fire and earth, corresponding to the five Tibetans tempered by the body's Tibetan realm..."

"People who are new to the practice, gather a ray of aura in Dantian. It is for Qidan. Qidan gathers the whirlpool of aura very much, and begins to enter the body storage, excavate the treasures of the human body, derive attributes, and give birth to attribute aura."

"And further up, it is beyond the realm of body hiding."

"On the physical Tibetan realm, it is somewhat similar to the Qidan realm. Qidan uses Qi to form a pill, which is an illusion and a false pill. On the Tibetan realm, it gathers the essence of the human body and merges with the Aura to form a real pill. Called Jin Dan Realm."

Lu Fan’s words were resounded on Lake Heart Island, and everyone was shocked after the stunned god.

The practitioners outside of Beiluo Lake listen to each other, but they can only listen to them indistinctly.

Lu Changkong and others listened like dreams.

Xudan, Shidan...

This completely refreshed their knowledge of spiritual practice.

This is also the state after they first came into contact with Tizo.

Ning Zhao's eyes narrowed, and after hiding, was it for Jin Dan?

It is certainly more difficult to condense Shidan in the body than to condense Qidan.

After all, it is extremely difficult to make things easy by realizing things, making things hard by making things out of nothing.

In the lake.

Sima Qingshan, who floated on Mo Zhou, also raised her eyebrows.

Get together to become Jindan...

Of course, before this, you also need to understand the attributes of the physical aura.

Just as everyone was meditating, Lu Fan spoke again.

"Of course, Jindan's method is a practice method from the outside of the sky. It is a kind of natural method. The practitioners are going against the sky. Therefore, the son has another practice method."

Lu Fanduan sat on the second floor of Baiyu Jinglou Pavilion, looking at everyone, and said slowly.

Everyone explained for a moment, then glared.

"After the body is hidden...it is for the sky lock, what is the sky lock, the human body has a spine total number of three or three, divided into nine poles, also known as the nine pole sky lock, tempering the spine to break the sky lock is the realm above the body hide , The ninth pole of the Tiangong lock, if it is broken, it can cause the punishment of heaven and earth."

Lu Fan said that his words seemed to reach everyone's ears like the wind.

Let everyone be stunned.

"Compared with the Jindan practice method, this practice method is more difficult, more dangerous and more difficult, but correspondingly, the combat effectiveness will be stronger."

"Of course, it's too early to talk about these practices now. I want to become Jindan, and I'm still far away."

"The change of the world and the earth is the layout of the immortals, and the aura permeates the whole world, and everyone can be a spiritual practitioner. Of course, because of the difference in talent, it can really become one of the few practitioners."

Lu Fandao: "In ancient times, there was actually a glorious era of spiritual practice, but it was lonely, and now, the spirit has recovered, and the fairy is now inherited, like a reincarnation."

"The main reason for the failure of the ancient times of spiritual practice was the weakness. The practitioners were too weak, and the world was too weak. In the face of disaster, they had no resistance."

"Now that the spirit is recovering and the practice is reappearing, I, Bai Yujing, as a practice force that leads the world's practice, naturally cannot let the world repeat the mistakes of the ancient practice era, so this is the only sermon practice."

Lu Fan said slowly.

In the clouds that many people listen to, after all, they have never stepped into that central palace or seen the pictures of the ancient battlefield deliberately set by Lu Fan.

Lu Fan brushed his sleeves, reiki suddenly condensed in the air, and soon... a picture was transformed into.

Everyone raised their heads and looked at the picture.

I saw a thrilling era emerge in the picture.

It was a war belonging to ancient civilizations and evil demons...

After watching it, everyone couldn't calm down for a long time. It turned out that the earth under their feet also carried such a sad song.

Seeing those ancient practitioners who went to die afterwards, many people present felt the urgency and crisis.

"Now, the world is cohesive, the attributes can be fulfilled, and all kinds of cultivation paths can be used for longevity."

"The spiritual path is dead, people are alive, and each of you can walk out of your own way."

Lu Fan glanced at everyone and said.

"It's like the once magnificent era of hundreds of schools of all the sons..."

"Only one hundred schools of contention can advance each other."

"And now, too, in the era of spiritual practice...we must fight and win, and only the winner can go further on the spiritual path."

"The world of spiritual practitioners is far cruel than you think."

Lu Fandao.

His white robe hunts in the wind, and his gaze is like a torch.

He uttered sentence after sentence in his mouth.

Afterwards, the people below were all puzzled. They all asked questions, and Lu Fan never refused, and they all explained.

Many people cherish this opportunity.

Because they understood that after this time, the next time the son preached, they didn't know when it would be.

The sky began to gradually dim.

This day preaching, from day to night.

at last……

Lu Fan did not continue to talk, he left everyone overnight to let everyone digest.

His preaching this time was to prepare to enter the world of Chinese martial arts.

It is impossible to create a brilliant spiritual practice world by himself. World talents are the main force in creating a brilliant world.

And Lu Fan is just to help everyone, speed up the process of creating, and take a few detours.

A ray of red awn came back from the dragon gate.

Suspended quietly in front of Lu Fan.

The Phoenix Ling Sword is shining with ultimate brilliance, as brilliant as flames.

The soul of the last wanderer was torn and shattered, leaving no residue.

Lu Fan sighed.

The Confucius was dead, beyond his expectations, but also in his reason.

Confucius did not enter the Longmen to cultivate the aura, and did not follow the path of cultivation, he could not pursue longevity.

Outside Dongyang County, the Confucius, with his mortal body, almost wiped out a cultivator who was at the peak of his foundation. With these results, he put the curtain on the hundreds of schools of the Confucius.

Let Fengling sword return to wheelchair and turn into Fengling hand guard.

And he was looking at Beiluo Lake, blowing the breeze slowly.

The glory of dawn ripped through the snow and shed thousands of glory.

The practitioners in Beiluo City were still immersed in the content of Lu Fan's preaching.

A heavy and shocking news spread throughout the Great Zhou Dynasty.

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