Chapter 113 The Taoist on the Bluestone plays music, and Zhulong listens to music in the morning light

"Take Dao Zong away..."

Lu Fan's words were very calm, as if he was telling Nie Zhangqing to go home and collect his clothes because it was about to rain.

Nie Zhangqing's body, which was sitting cross-legged on the mat, stiffened slightly.

Dao Zong...did he do something to offend the young master? Among all the schools of thought, Dao Zong was extremely powerful and was one of the first schools of thought that Lu Fan came into contact with.

Nie Zhangqing was originally an abandoned disciple of Dao Sect. Han Lianxiao was sent by Dao Sect's disciples to kill Nie Changqing and take Nie Shuang away, but was accidentally ruined by Lu Fan.

Nie Zhangqing once thought that with the death of Han Lianxiao, many powerful people from Dao Sect might appear in Beiluo City to avenge Han Lianxiao.

However, Nie Zhangqing guessed wrong.

Dao Zong was indifferent. Han Lianxiao's death was like an autumn leaf sinking to the bottom of a pond without even causing a ripple.

"Sir...are you serious?"

Nie Zhangqing suppressed the shock in his heart and asked.

Lu Fan leaned against the wheelchair, the light of the morning sun flickered behind him, dazzling and eye-catching, with a faint purple glow.

"I think I'm kidding?"

"Anyway, you have to go to Dao Sect to save your wife, so it's not a loss to take over Dao Sect at the same time..."

Lu Fan rolled up his sleeves, placed the white chess piece on the spiritual pressure chessboard, and said.

Recruiting Dao Zong was really a sudden idea of ​​Lu Fan.

Lu Fan has always been in a misunderstanding.

In fact, if you want to build Baiyujing into a transcendent force that is superior to all other schools of thought, there is actually a more appealing shortcut.

Use a point to break the surface, and incorporate three or two hundred forces to achieve the purpose of intimidating the hundred families. While maintaining the mystery of Baiyujing, show the strength of Baiyujing and thus become a transcendent force.

Lu Fan always thought that he was a kind person.

Therefore, he asked Old Nie to test the waters first. If Dao Zong could agree to incorporate him like the Tianji family did, then everyone would be happy.

If she didn't want to, then at least he, Lu Fan, had been kind.

Nie Zhangqing felt a little dry in the mouth.

Incorporating the Tianji family, and now incorporating the Dao Sect...

Nie Zhangqing seemed to have seen Lu Fan's huge ambition. His mouth was dry and he was also a little excited.

"Why? Don't you dare?"

Lu Fan glanced at Nie Zhangqing and raised his eyebrows.

"Your current strength has reached the eleventh stage of Qi Dan. If you refine one more strand of spiritual energy, you will reach the Qi Dan stage perfection and can try to impact the body storage."

Lu Fan's words lingered on the terrace.

Nie Zhangqing's face straightened and he sat upright.

"It's actually not easy to break through the Ti Zang realm. The Overlord charged into the army alone and used great pressure to break through the Ti Zang realm, but he was just a hair's breadth away. Do you think you can break through the Ti Zang realm without some pressure?"

Lu Fan asked back.

Nie Zhangqing was shocked. The Overlord charged into the enemy ranks alone?

"Don't take it too easy. Your current strength is really not worth mentioning. If you stick to your old ways, you will be eliminated in the future."

Lu Fan said.

Nie Zhangqing clenched his fists.

"Recover your condition and ask Ni Yu for three Qi Condensation Pills. Just three, no more... Although the pills are good, you are different from Ni Yu. She can take pills to break through the realm, but you, Ning Zhao, Yi Yue and others are not allowed to do so."

"If anyone breaks the rules, they will be severely punished."

Lu Fan tapped the wheelchair armrest with his fingers and said.

Nie Zhangqing looked serious and nodded solemnly.

Young Master...are you giving up on Ni Yu?

Nie Zhangqing turned his head and looked at Ni Yu, who was refining the elixir with his butt sticking out and grinning foolishly, and pursed his lips.

"Go ahead."

Lu Fan waved his hand.

Nie Zhangqing stood up and left the Baiyujing Pavilion.

The wheelchair turned automatically. Leaning on the railing, Lu Fan looked at the morning light over the lake, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

He suddenly began to look forward to the moment when Baiyujing would incorporate hundreds of families and become a transcendent force.

Baiyujing is actually only a layer away from becoming a transcendent force, and to incorporate hundreds of families is to break that layer.

On the island in the middle of the lake.

Mo Liuqi knelt quietly on the bluestone slab.

He had been kneeling all night, but Lu Fan ignored him.

Mo Liuqi did not give up.

He wants to join Baiyujing, he wants to learn the way to cultivate immortality, he wants to become a true practitioner, he wants... revenge.

suddenly.

Mo Liuqi was shocked.

He raised his head and looked hopefully at the Baiyujing Pavilion shrouded in mist.

"Young Master..."

Mo Liuqi clenched his fists.

"You lost to the Overlord. Failure is not terrible. What is terrible is not being able to get up after failure and being blinded by hatred."

Lu Fan's ethereal voice echoed in Mo Liuqi's ears.

"Sir...what should I do?"

Mo Liuqi loosened his clenched fists, his palms were trembling, and tears appeared on his face without him noticing.

He saw with his own eyes Ah Zhu withering like a blood-colored mandala before his eyes.

He picked up the broken half of Mo Yichen's small face mask with his own hands.

His tense heart was breaking.

"Sir... you have great powers, can you save Ah Zhu and Paralyzed Face? I am willing to work like a slave for the rest of my life in exchange for their safety..."

Mo Liuqi knelt on the ground, crying like a broken child.

On the island.

Nie Zhangqing, Ning Zhao and others looked over.

Looking at Mo Liuqi who was crying heartbreakingly, he concentrated slightly.

This kind of extreme sadness can only be revealed when you lose your loved ones.

"They're dead."

Lu Fan's ethereal voice lingered.

"When a person dies, his soul goes to hell and it is difficult to revive him."

Lu Fan's words made Mo Liuqi's heart even colder.

"However, now that spiritual energy has revived and the world has changed drastically, I should go out more often and look for opportunities for immortality. In the future... it may be possible to reopen hell and bring my soul back."

Mo Liuqi was startled, then he raised his head suddenly, hope flashing in his eyes.

"You should work hard to become stronger. When you are strong enough to reopen hell, perhaps... that will be the time for you to reunite with them."

Lu Fan's voice was still vague.

But it was like a ray of nectar, bringing nourishment and hope to Mo Liuqi's dry and desperate heart.

Mo Liuqi stood up and bowed deeply to Lu Fan.

Then, he turned around and left the island in the middle of the lake on a lonely boat.

He wants to leave Beiluo City, he wants to travel the continent, looking for immortality, he wants to become stronger until the day when he can reopen the cycle of hell.

"You can go to the border. Perhaps hope lies in a place full of despair."

On the pavilion.

Lu Fan took a sip of green plum wine, leaned on the railing to watch, and gave a reminder.

The clouds and words linger.

Mo Liuqi's figure has gradually become blurred.

…

Beijun, Buzhou Peak.

Li Sansi slowly opened his eyes. The top of the mountain became extremely quiet, and the blowing wind seemed to have disappeared.

Li Sansi, who was wearing a green shirt and standing on the bluestone, grabbed the wooden sword and turned his head vigilantly.

Suddenly, he was stunned.

Because, behind the bluestone, there was a young girl sitting quietly on the ground with her knees hugged.

The girl closed her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling slightly.

How could a girl with closed eyes appear on Buzhou Peak?

Li Sansi jumped off the bluestone and looked around vigilantly. The dark cave was still littered with dried bones.

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The girl didn't show any fear at all when faced with corpses all over the ground.

This girl... has a problem.

It gave him a vague feeling of great terror.

Li Sansi blocked with his wooden sword, the spiritual energy in his Qi Dan circulated, and he stared at the girl with her eyes closed.

Suddenly I was stunned.

The girl's skin was as white as jade, and her childish face showed a bit of infatuation and naivety about the world.

That kind of purity was like a small hammer, hitting Li Sansi's chest, causing his heart to tremble slightly.

He couldn't help but think of his sister, Li San Sui.

Once upon a time, his sister Li San Sui was also so innocent...

However, the purer, the easier it is to be hurt.

When the younger sister was heartbroken and changed her name to Mochou, there was no more pure Li San Sui in the world, only the Taoist nun Li Mochou.

Li Sansi lowered his wooden sword, "Girl..."

The girl with her eyes closed didn't say anything, but raised her finger and pointed at the wooden flute on Li Sansi's waist.

Li Sansi was stunned.

"Girl, do you want to listen to some flute music?"

The girl nodded.

Li Sansi felt a little embarrassed. He liked to play music alone outside the Great Wall, but the music he played was not very nice.

He is not used to playing in front of people.

Li Sansi wanted to refuse, but the girl hugged her legs, squatted on the ground, and raised her childish face, which made Li Sansi tremble in his heart, and suddenly he didn't want to refuse anymore.

"If I don't play well, please don't despise me, young lady."

Li Sansi scratched the back of his head.

Then, he jumped onto the bluestone again, sat cross-legged, placed the wooden sword against his knees, pulled out the flute, put his lips against the flute, and a breath flowed into the flute, shuttling through the flute. With slight movements of his fingers, he played a melodious flute tune.

On the Buzhou Peak, the melodious sound of the flute, accompanied by the glow of morning light, is somewhat elegant.

The Taoist in green played music and the young girl listened to it.

The picture is quite harmonious.

However……

If someone were looking from outside Buzhou Peak at this moment.

Then you will find that there is no girl listening to music.

Only a monster with a human head and a snake body emerged from the dark cave, hung in front of Li Sansi, closed its eyes and listened to the music.

I cannot recognize the true appearance of Mount Lu because I am already in it.

Li Sansi is in this state at the moment.

Just one song.

Li Sansi slowly opened his eyes and looked at the girl with a smile on his face.

The girl nodded slightly, then raised her hand and pointed at the flute.

Li Sansi was stunned for a moment. After playing once, he seemed no longer embarrassed and played another tune.

The melodious sound of the flute made Li Sansi quite enjoy the feeling of having an audience.

As the sound of his flute lingered, the indescribable terror that permeated the Buzhou Peak dissipated.

"Girl, I am sorry for showing off."

Li Sansi smiled.

He touched the back of his head and looked at the girl curiously.

"My name is Li Sansi, Muzi Li, the Sansi that means think twice before acting. May I know your name, young lady?"

Li Sansi smiled.

The girl hugged her knees and hesitated for a moment. Her long eyelashes trembled before she spoke, her voice as low as a mosquito's.

"Dad...call...me...Zhulong."

"Zhulong?"

Li San thought for a while and nodded: "What an elegant name, Moonlight on Bamboo is like a delicate flower, it's much better than the bad name my sister gave herself, Mochou."

Li Sansi exclaimed in praise.

The girl was a little confused, but she didn't say anything to refute.

The girl raised her hand and pointed at the flute again, she liked listening to music.

"Let me take a break. I've been playing for a few songs and my mouth is dry."

Li Sansi chuckled, took out a wine jug from his waist, uncorked it, took a few sips of wine, and drank it heartily.

The girl's eyelashes trembled, her nose twitched slightly, and she pointed at the wine jug with her slender finger.

Li Sansi was stunned by the action of drinking.

"Girl wants to drink?"

“No, no…”

The girl seemed a little unhappy when she heard the rejection. Her skin, as white as jade, turned red and her eyelashes trembled slightly, as if she was about to open her eyes.

Li Sansi thought the girl was going to cry.

Just like when he was a child, he was most afraid of his sister crying, and when she cried, he would be at a loss what to do.

He was a little flustered for a moment and hurriedly handed the wine jug to the girl.

"Just one sip."

Li Sansi instructed seriously.

The redness on the girl's face disappeared, she held the wine jug and took a sip...and all the wine in the jug was gone.

However, the girl pointed at the flute again.

Li Sansi didn't know whether to laugh or cry. This girl... was really weird.

He sat cross-legged on the bluestone, playing the flute in the morning light, the sound of the flute was melodious.

While listening to the music, the girl patted the wine jug, trying to get some wine out.

…

Beiluo.

Island in the middle of the lake.

Lu Fan, who was playing chess, suddenly stiffened.

His eyes changed, and the lines flickered faintly, and he saw the beautiful scene of a man in green playing the flute on the Buzhou Peak.

Lu Fan's lips twitched...

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