Building The Ultimate Fantasy

Lu Fan is no stranger to Wudi City.

The last time he occupied the body of Tianxu Gongzi, he saw Wudi City from afar, so Lu Fan was quite familiar with Wudi City.

He occupied the body of Feng Yilou. Although Lu Fan did not know why this Feng Yi Lou appeared on his way, Lu Fan did not think so much. At least, the appearance of Feng Yi Lou gave Lu Fan Solve a lot of trouble.

The purple robe hunted in the snow.

Lu Fan took the barren mountain, but he did not join in the chasing of Nie Changqing by the disciples in Wudi City.

Instead, he went to Wudi City on his own, and he planned to take a deeper look at this world.

What kind of world is this? Lu Fan is a little curious. He knows that this is a top-level Chinese martial arts world. However, he does not know the details of this world.

A top-tier Chinese martial arts world should approach the edge of the high martial arts world.

It just happens to be a reference for Lu Fan.

And to understand a world, in addition to walking through it step by step, there is another way to get cognition from books.

Along the way, there were a lot of disciples from Zipao Wudi City who went to the barren mountain. They saw the first floor of the wind, and they were all stunned.

"Brother Feng, why didn't you chase down the thief, but went down to the barren mountain?"

"Brother Feng today is so low-key, it's incredible!"

"Something weird, Feng Yilou didn't even show off his seven-turn golden pill?"

...

A disciple from the inner gate of the Emperor Wu Pavilion in Zipao, a muttering voice came in the wind and snow, and Lu Fanting couldn't help but pick his eyes.

Not high-profile enough?

Lu Fan smiled. There was a jade pendant on his waist. It was a symbol of the status of the disciple of Wudi City. The name of this body was engraved on the token, Feng Yilou.

Lu Fan put away the token, took the hand, and slowly descended the barren hill.

Even if he occupies the body on the first floor of the wind, Lu Fan is still Lu Fan, he will only do his own thing, will not act according to the habits of the first floor of the wind.

Lu Fan didn't panic even if it would be recognized.

Going down the barren mountain, Lu Fan looked back. He didn't know if Lao Nie escaped and hunted down.

Du Longyang's reward, almost let Nie Changqing half step into hell.

However, in this way, Nie Changqing also gave enough pressure.

Lu Fan hummed in a minor key and ran towards Wudi City.

Lu Fan controlled the consciousness to manipulate this flesh, and was familiar with the power of the flesh.

His feet exploded on the ground, causing countless snow and mud to tumbling, while Feng Yilou's body turned into a straight purple gleam flashing out.

In the air, there is a thunder arc beating out of the air, that is the body skill "Thunder Moving Tips", and it moves like a thunder.

The most test of body skills is control. Therefore, Lu Fan exerts a thundering tactic to familiarize himself with this physical body.

The road of nearly fifty miles soon came to an end.

Lu Fan raised his head and looked at the majestic Wudi City. The majestic pressure spread out, making people faintly breathless.

In Wudi City, the whole city is a force.

Lu Fan stood under the Emperor Wudi City, hunting for his robe.

It has to be said that even the most magnificent city of the Five Phoenix Continent, the Great Zhou Dynasty Emperor Jing, was dwarfed by this Emperor Wudi City, and it was a lot less powerful.

The walls of Wudi City are very high, and there are various strange patterns on them. These patterns make the walls more stable.

Lu Fan controlled the flesh on the first floor of the wind and glanced at the city wall. The lines in his eyes jumped, simulating the formation of the city wall.

This method, in his eyes, seemed to break apart.

After studying the formation method for a while, this formation method was thoroughly seen by Lu Fan. Lu Fan, with the preaching gossip array in hand, had a natural advantage over the formation method.

No longer concerned about the formation, Lu Fan planned to enter Wudi City.

When he came to Wudi City, the Emperor Wudi City of Nuoda was not guarded.

In front of the city gate, the energy of the array fell down, forming a curtain like.

Lu Fan was surprised for a while, and he understood that the formation master of Wudi City,

The corner of his mouth picked up slightly, Lu Fan raised his hand, his five fingers beating, and tapped on the formation in front of the city gate. After a while, the formation of the city gate was cracked, like a curtain.

Lu Fan leisurely entered.

Wudi City was very noisy, and Lu Fan even saw many strange creatures.

For example, horses with wings and beasts like griffins are used as vehicles to pull carts.

Lu Fan's eyes were brilliant.

Monsters?

Lu Fan thoughtfully, constantly learning everything around him.

It can be used to transform the Five Phoenix Continent.

As soon as he entered Wudi City, Lu Fan's spiritual knowledge slightly converged, because in Wudi City, there were many powerful breaths, which were not weaker than Du Longyang's level.

Although Lu Fan did not care about exposure, but... after exposure, it is not so easy to find a decent body.

Therefore, Lu Fan is also quite refreshing.

"Tibetan Scripture Pavilion in Wudi City..."

Lu Fan's eyes fluctuated, and his goal was the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. As the world's top power, there may be the classics that Lu Fan expected in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion in Wudi City.

"It's him, the ninth wind on the first floor!"

"He didn't go out of the city to chase down the stowaway? Why did he come back? Looking in this direction, ready to go to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion? I heard that Feng Yilou wanted to enter the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, but he failed every time. Why did he feel sorry? Going to die?"

"What zone is the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion? The monks in the Emperor Wudi City only have the opportunity to browse through the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion when they enter the Yuanying Realm."

There were rustling voices from all around.

Lu Fan didn't care, but after hearing the news from the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, Lu Fan got interested.

Lu Fan's footsteps suddenly left a ray of lightning in the air.

At the next moment, he appeared beside a disciple who spoke secretly.

"Do you know how to enter the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion?"

Lu Fan looked at the purple robe disciple lightly.

The disciple was taken aback by the wind on the first floor that suddenly appeared in front of him. He thought that he lowered his voice and said that the wind was on the first floor, and his heart suddenly became cold.

He knelt in front of Lu Fan with a "pop", panic-stricken.

"Senior Brother Feng... I shouldn't break my mouth, I shouldn't talk nonsense..."

The disciple was panic-stricken, and Lu Fan was speechless. It seemed that he had a bad temper to occupy the first floor of the wind that he occupied.

"answer me."

Lu Fan patted the disciple kindly and said.

The disciple's body was trembling slightly. How could he enter the first floor of the wind as the ninth in the list of Tibetan scriptures?

Wouldn't you understand the first floor of the wind that often fails to enter the Tibetan Classics Pavilion?

Feng Yilou obviously intends to find fault, answering questions is just an excuse.

Regardless of whether he answered right or wrong, he would suffer a beating.

However, this disciple answered honestly.

"The Tibetan Scripture Pavilion has the qualification to challenge. If the disciples of the inner door can challenge the elders of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion and win, they can enter."

This disciple, said.

Lu Fan narrowed his eyes.

He did not inherit the memory of Feng Yilou, so it was not clear.

Challenging the elders?

In Wudi City, the position of elder is undoubtedly Yuanying Realm, that is to say, to enter the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, Jinying Realm must be used to fight Yuanying Realm.

This difficulty is not so great, which basically eliminates the chance of ordinary disciples entering the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

Lu Fan smiled.

Ignored the trembling figure kneeling on the ground.

Is he Lufan the kind of cautious person?

Looking at the figure of Landing Fan's offhand, this inner disciple was a little dazed, and the bad temper on the first floor of the wind would definitely beat him up.

However, the wind on the first floor did not, but turned away dashingly.

It seemed that he was really just asking about the question of how to enter the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

but……

Such a well-known question... Do I still need to ask?!

This disciple was in a circle for a while.

Lu Fan entered the inner gate of Emperor Wudi. Along the way, many disciples saw the wind on the first floor, all showing fear, and they were also disgusted.

Lu Fan didn't take it seriously, but could only sigh with emotion. This person on the first floor of the wind is really bad.

But that's fine, there won't be anything to disturb him.

After pulling a disciple, Lu Fan inquired about the location of the Tibetan Golden Pavilion.

In the face of the disciple's panic, Lu Fan learned the direction and patted the other person's shoulders sympathetically and friendly. The disciple was scared to the ground.

Lu Fan came to the Wujing City Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

The Tibetan Classics Pavilion is actually an exquisite pavilion covering a large area..

The palace walls are covered with glazed cornices, blue bricks and blue tiles, full of magnificent atmosphere.

The location of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is a bit remote and even deserted.

Lu Fan stepped in and entered the Zhu Wall, after which it was a large open space paved with blue bricks.

The open space is huge, and the blue brick steps are spread all the way to the side of the mansion of the Tibetan scripture pavilion.

Lu Fan's eyes fell on a sweeping old servant on the blue brick stone ladder of the Tibetan scripture pavilion.

The old servant was very old, white-haired and white-hued, ricket on his back, holding the broom and gently sweeping, dust and leaves flying under the broom, and finally like a long dragon caught in the dustpan.

This control of power is indeed extraordinary.

"The first floor of the wind, why are you here again?"

suddenly.

The old servant raised his head, Lu Fan stunned, but found that the old servant's eyes were godless, but he was a blind old servant.

"Although you have turned Jindan seven times, but you have too much control over your strength, you are still far away from entering the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion...Will wait for your nine-stage Jindan."

Old servant said.

After talking, he continued to grab the broom and sweep the floor.

Lu Fan smiled: "What are the requirements for going down to the Tibetan Pavilion?"

The old servant, who was sweeping the floor, was stagnation. He slowly raised his head, and his murky, godless eyes seemed to look in Lu Fan's direction.

"The strength of the old man is suppressed to the seven-turn Jindan. If you win, you can enter."

Blind sweeping old servant, said.

Lu Fan nodded slightly, removed the folding gun from the back package, and the tip of the gun hit the ground, making a clanging sound.

The old servant who swept the floor dropped his head and continued to sweep the floor.

A rustle lingered on the stairs in front of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

Lu Fan controlled Feng's body on the first floor and gently kicked his spear, slowly looking at the old man.

"coming."

Lu Fandao.

The sweeping old servant remained silent, and continued to sweep the floor.

Lu Fan's mouth was picked, and the tip of the gun was gently tapped on the ground. "Then I... really came."

Words fall.

When the lightning arc moved, the body on the first floor of the wind suddenly disappeared in place, when it appeared again.

Only a series of afterimages remained.

The sweeping old servant's movement suddenly stiffened, raised his head violently, and the hair was swept by the powerful wind.

The broom in his hand suddenly lifted.

A spear did not know when it had been stabbed suddenly.

Wrapped in a terrible penetrating mood!

Click!

The broom was suddenly blown away, and the old servant's breath surged, taking several steps in a row, and each step fell, crushing the blue brick.

"you……"

The sweeping old servant was shocked.

Is this the first floor of the wind?

But in the sense of the old servant, this is indeed the breath of the first floor of the wind, even the soul has not changed.

"You have been hiding strength?"

The old servant dignified.

Lu Fan controlled the body of Feng Yilou and stabbed out again.

He wouldn't do anything else. What he would do was quick stab, supplemented by "Thunder Action" and a shot.

As the saying goes, martial arts in the world can only break fast.

Although Lu Fan can't use a gun, he can do it fast enough.

Lu Fan dragged the spear with one hand, stepped on the soles of his feet gently, and thunder arcs moved.

The figure disappeared again.

Although the old servant's eyes were blind, his mind became more and more transparent.

He felt the pressure, he actually felt the pressure on a junior in Jin Danjing.

The old servant didn't use Yuan Yingjing's strength, and he couldn't keep his face.

He still used the strength of seven turn Jin Dan to deal with the first floor of the wind.

Outside the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

Many disciples came out secretly.

Seeing the battle in front of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, they all took a deep breath.

Feel incredible.

On the first floor of the wind, he challenged to enter the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, the most important thing is... This time, he actually pressed the elders of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion!

Are they blind?

The top of Wudi City.

Du Longyang, sitting cross-legged, opened his eyes.

He looked in the direction of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion with doubt, and there was... a battle that surprised him.

"It's the first floor of the wind again. He used the old blind man as a whetstone to sharpen himself."

Du Longyang smiled.

He is quite optimistic about the younger generation of Feng Yilou.

He drew back his gaze, with a dignified look in his eyes.

The disciples of Wudi City pursued and killed Nie Changqing, but even by this time they were unsuccessful. Instead, in Du Longyang's induction, many disciples' breath disappeared.

The disappearance of breath means death.

Was killed by the stowaway.

Dozens of Jin Dan realms, chased and killed a first-time turnaround Jin Dan, was also killed so many people.

Du Longyang's face was somber. Was the stowaway too strong, or was the Golden State of Wudi City too rubbish?

It was also a turn of Jindan, and the Jindan realm of Wudi City met the stowaway, and was not a level of rivals at all.

The stowaways of this Void Gate have high perseverance, strength and potential.

"If you can live, you will be a Qianlong."

Du Longyang sighed with emotion.

Just when Du Longyang sighed.

The battle in front of the Tibetan scriptures ended neatly.

Between lightning arcs.

The blind old servant took a step back.

A spear was attached to his face and stuck on the ground.

There was a blood stain on the cheek of the blind old servant.

The disciples who watched the game secretly took a breath, and the atmosphere did not dare to come out.

Their faces are full of excitement.

Win... won?

The disciples in the inner door challenged the elders of the Tibetan Classics Pavilion... even won?

This is a record!

On the first floor of the wind, Brother Feng... is it so strong?!

I can win the elders, I am afraid that some people are in the top three!

It turns out that Brother Feng on the first floor hid so deep!

The blind old servant raked in his back, picked up the broom, and coughed: "The first two floors of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion can be read casually, the third floor...must not be entered, in addition, it must not be damaged, steal any book, if any Find out, don’t talk about killing."

Said the old servant.

When the words fell, they started to clean the blue bricks on the stairs again.

Lu Fan controlled the body of the first floor of the wind, folded his spear, but ignored the words of the blind old servant, and went straight to the door of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, slapping it on the ancient door with a squeak. A long voice lingered.

After Lu Fan entered the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

Du Longyang's body suddenly appeared.

"He won?"

Du Longyang looked at the blind old servant and frowned.

The blind old servant nodded slightly.

Du Longyang glanced at the gun marks on the ground.

"He didn't comprehend the intention of the gun, but he used speed to increase the power of the gun...another way, enough to break out the strength of the nine-turn Jindan."

"The first floor of the wind... Someone is at the top of the list!"

Du Longyang said with emotion.

He looked at the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, his eyes flashing, with the expectation: "I hope Feng Yilou will gain something in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion this time... The top of the list of people, I have not been on the top for too long.

Du Longyang's emotion was heard by disciples eavesdropping outside. Soon, the news spread throughout the entire Wudi City.

On the first floor of the disciple of the inner gate of Wudi City, some people are at the top of the list!

And at this moment.

Lu Fan controlled Feng's body on the first floor and had stepped into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

Create super fantasy

Create super fantasy

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