Chapter 147 Sir, I am laughing at that chicken [First update, please give me a monthly ticket]

Beiluo, an island in the middle of the lake.

It was cloudy.

Everyone on the island, who had just felt the terrifying spiritual pressure, dared not say a word.

Lu Fan sat upright in a wheelchair, frowning slightly, looking at the sky, a ray of spiritual awareness had already quietly tensed up.

After accepting this world-level upgrade assessment, Lu Fan was ready to face strong enemies. To be honest, Lu Fan has not encountered any decent enemies since his debut.

The disciples of the Yin-Yang School were considered one of them...

At least, it got him out of his wheelchair.

But unfortunately, they couldn't withstand a single blow, and the bodies of Wei Luan, the disciples of the Yin-Yang School, turned cold.

At that time, Lu Fan was really disappointed.

There is no one who can fight.

After that disciple from the Yin-Yang School, Lu Fan's strength had increased a lot, and now, he had few rivals.

This time, the mission prompts that the plane lord of the Zhongwu world will arrive in the form of a spiritual clone.

Lu Fan was actually still somewhat looking forward to it.

I wonder if this Lord of the Planes can let him stand up from the wheelchair? Of course, in order to give the other party some respect, Lu Fan was also a little anxious.

Waited for a long time.

The wind blew gently, making the chrysanthemums on the island sway left and right.

There were slight ripples on the lake, but nothing moved.

There was silence between heaven and earth.

The dark clouds also began to dissipate quietly, revealing the bright sunshine.

"Um?"

"Wasn't it coming down directly? Or was it coming down somewhere else?"

Lu Fan frowned.

The island in the middle of the lake is still calm and peaceful.

The four wanderers' mission reminder said that they would arrive in three months, but... the Lord of the plane of the Zhongwu world did not say so.

Therefore, Lu Fan guessed that it would come immediately.

Lu Fan waited for half a day, but there was no movement. He felt bored and lost interest.

In fact, Lu Fan didn't have much worries in his heart. After all, with his current strength, the third level of Qi Refining, in terms of combat power, he has actually surpassed Ti Zang and entered the middle level of Wu.

How much worry can Lu Fan have when he sees a spiritual clone of the Lord of the Zhongwu World?

What made him curious were the wanderers.

According to the system's explanation, those wanderers were the lords of the planes after the destruction of their world, and they were losers who were eliminated.

They wander in the void between the universe, waiting for the day when they can seize the world and restore their glory.

Compared to the plane masters of the Zhongwu world, these wanderers may have a stronger desire for the world and pose a greater threat to Lu Fan's completion of the mission.

Leaning on a wheelchair.

Lu Fan frowned. It seemed that... he couldn't continue to be a lazy fish.

The wheelchair automatically pushed Lu Fan down to the second floor of Baiyujing Pavilion.

Under the pavilion, on the island.

The spiritual storm gradually dissipated, the peach blossoms bloomed brilliantly, and the chrysanthemums swayed in the wind, creating a fairyland-like picture.

"Sir."

When Lu Fan just went downstairs.

Ning Zhao, who had completed the Qi condensation, opened her eyes, stood gracefully, and bowed respectfully towards Lu Fan.

Ni Yu, holding the black pot, stood up with a red face.

Xie Yunling, Gongshu Yu, and Hua Dongliu, three of the other disciples, looked at Lu Fan in amazement. This was the first time they had seen Lu Fan clearly up close.

They looked at the legendary Young Master Lu.

Sitting upright in a silver wheelchair, the wheelchair armrests had chess boxes placed on either side, and one of the armrests was fiery red, like the Fengling sword.

His white clothes were whiter than snow, his lips were red and his teeth were white, and he looked like a handsome young man who was well-read in poetry and books.

Hua Dongliu looked at Lu Fan. He never thought that the man who swung the peerless sword would actually look like such a handsome young man.

"Young Master Lu."

The three of them bowed.

A lone boat is floating in the distance.

Lu Dongxuan also lifted his clothes and went ashore.

Lu Fan glanced at the three of them and nodded slightly.

"Now that it's over, let's retreat."

Lu Fan said.

Hua Dongliu, Xie Yunling and Gongshu Yu were slightly startled.

"Didn't Young Master Lu want to recruit us? Why are you asking us to leave?"

Xie Yunling was a little confused and couldn't help but speak.

“Hmm…”

Lu Fan sat on the Thousand Blade Chair, glanced at Xie Yunling, and pondered for a moment.

"That's true."

"Then from today on, the Dao Sect, the Sword Sect, and the Mechanical Sect will all be under Bai Yujing's command..."

"Change the name to Dao Pavilion, Sword Pavilion, Mechanical Pavilion..."

"However, unlike Tianji Pavilion, Baiyujing will not restrict your development. It doesn't matter if you compete with each other. As long as you don't destroy each other, everything will be fine."

"Every two years, there will be an assessment. Based on the assessment results, Baiyujing will issue corresponding rewards, such as spirit stones, cultivation methods, precious spirit tools, etc...."

Lu Fan tapped his finger on the wheelchair armrest and said calmly.

The voice lingered in the pavilion, causing Xie Yunling and other disciples to change their expressions.

Lu Fan’s meaning was very clear. Bai Yujing would not interfere with their development, and would even let them compete completely.

Xie Yunling never expected that this would be the outcome.

However, for Xie Yunling and Dao Zong, this is the best outcome, and even a rare opportunity.

Dao Sect has a huge advantage over Jian Sect, because Dao Sect has a Dragon Gate! Dragon Gate is the best secret place for cultivating practitioners. In it, the strength of Dao Sect's disciples can be greatly improved, and they will definitely be far superior to the mechanical family and the sword sect!

"Thank you, Master Lu!"

Didn't say much.

Xie Yunling, Hua Dongliu and Gongshu Yu all bowed.

"From now on, you can call me Young Master just like Lao Lu..."

Lu Fan nodded slightly and said.

"Also, let me remind you that there will be big changes in the world soon, so you need to prepare early."

Lu Fan said.

Xie Yunling and the other two were stunned, and they didn't seem to understand what Lu Fan meant by this reminder.

The world will change drastically? Is Lu Fan talking about the world's strife?

Are the governors finally going to take action against the Zhou Dynasty? But it is also true that the world will eventually unite after being divided, and the disputes will eventually have a result.

As for the government, these various schools of thought, unlike Confucianism and Mohism, actually did not interfere much.

However, since Lu Fan said so, Xie Yunling and the others accepted it with an open mind.

"Thank you for the reminder, sir."

Lu Fan took in all their expressions, but he didn't say anything.

World level upgrade assessment task, is it a bad thing?

Nowadays, although spiritual energy has revived and the entire Great Zhou has entered the era of cultivators, most people have not yet entered the ultimate pursuit of cultivation.

On the contrary, I feel that practitioners are the foundation for determining the world's situation.

What Lu Fan hopes is that everyone can make use of the cultivation resources to break through the realm as soon as possible.

Instead of intervening in the government and fighting for the world...

No matter how good the world is, can it be as important as upgrading the world? "Go."

Lu Fan waved his hand.

Signaled Xie Yunling and others that they could leave.

Hua Dongliu pulled out the old sword that was stuck in the ground. This old sword that had accompanied him for decades was covered with cracks on the sword body, as if it would break at any time.

Hua Dongliu smiled and sheathed his sword, but he didn't care.

He bowed to Lu Fan and left in a carefree manner.

The Sword Sect was renamed Jiange from then on. Although Hua Dongliu felt regretful, he was not too disgusted. After all... he was lucky to be able to preserve the Sword Sect instead of being destroyed directly.

Moreover, in Huadongliu's heart... there was an inexplicable warmth surging.

Jiange's competitor is Daoge.

There will be an assessment in two years, and then... it will be a competition between the Sword Pavilion and the Dao Pavilion! As for Gongshu Yu's Mechanical Pavilion... all the disciples of the Mechanical Pavilion were killed or injured in the battle that destroyed the Mohist Mechanical City.

Therefore, Huadongliu did not take it seriously.

Besides, the most powerful weapon of the Jichang family is the hidden weapon, and Gongshu Yu’s hidden weapon “Rain of Pear Blossoms” has already been used once.

Already scrapped.

A "rain of pear blossoms" cost Gongshu Yu his entire life, and Hua Dongliu had to admit it.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

The rainstorm pear blossoms are very strong.

If the target was not Young Master Lu, but Hua Dongliu, he would definitely die.

The essence of the life of the Jiji family was condensed, showing the ultimate beauty in an instant. If it weren't for a monster like Young Master Lu, who could stop it? Therefore, without the rain of pear blossoms, Gongshu Yu's strength was only one tenth of what it was, so there was no need to worry.

Xie Yunling also bowed towards Lu Fan.

However, Gongshu Yu, one of the disciples of the Jiage family, did not move.

Xie Yunling and Hua Dongliu didn't say anything. They left, floated onto a lonely boat, and sailed away from the island in the middle of the lake.

"Why don't you leave?"

Lu Fan looked at Gongshu Yu.

As for Gongshu Yu, he was able to create a hidden weapon like "Rain of Pear Blossoms" that even he found amazing.

Almost with just one hidden weapon, the combat power level of the entire world was raised.

Therefore, Lu Fan still admired it very much.

"Young Master..."

Gongshu Yu's hoarse voice sounded.

His small body trembled slightly several times, then he clasped his hands, knelt on the ground, and touched his forehead to the ground.

"I am the only one left in the Jijian family now. I have spent my entire life pursuing perfection in the art of Jijian, but in the end, it was all in vain. I beg you to let me stay on the island so that I can spend the rest of my life in peace."

Gongshu Yu's voice sounded somewhat lonely, mixed with a sense of helplessness due to old age.

far away.

Lu Dongxuan touched the big gold chain around his neck and sighed.

Compared with other hundreds of forces, the requirements for disciples of the Jichang family are quite stringent. Not only must they be able to endure loneliness, but they must also have talent.

After all, it takes talent to create such sophisticated things as hidden weapons and mechanical beasts.

The Jichang family had few disciples to begin with.

Overlord attacked the Mechanical City and destroyed many Mechanical Beasts. The disciples of the Mechanical Family who controlled the Mechanical Beasts died tragically, resulting in the miserable situation that Gongshu Yu is the only one left in the Mechanical Family.

Moreover, Gongshu Yu spent his entire life on creating the hidden weapon "Rain of Pear Blossoms". Now that the Rain of Pear Blossoms has been activated, he has lost all motivation and passion.

He was already old, and now seemed to be getting even older.

It is a kind of decadence and old age when a person has lost his faith.

Lu Fan leaned against the wheelchair, looking at Gongshu Yu who was kneeling on the ground, his eyes calm.

"If you can create 'Rainstorm Pear Blossom' again in one month, you can stay."

Lu Fan said.

As soon as the words fell, his spiritual consciousness, carrying the "Weapon Refining Notes", turned into a golden light and pointed into Gongshu Yu's brow.

Afterwards, Lu Fan no longer paid attention to the shocked Gongshu Yu. Pushed by Ning Zhao, his wheelchair came to the girl who was sitting awkwardly on the bluestone steps holding a pipa.

Mingyue's face showed some excitement and some uneasiness.

Lu Fan's strength is obvious to all and there is no doubt about it, so how could Mingyue not feel uneasy?

It was like ordinary people feeling cramped and nervous when they saw the emperor.

"I told you that if you could wrap your spiritual energy into the sound of the pipa, you could stay. And you did it."

Lu Fan said.

Mingyue's pretty face turned red, with both nervousness and excitement.

"Sir, I..."

Lu Fan waved his hand and said.

"Play a tune, and I'll listen."

Mingyue was startled, then nodded quickly, holding the pipa, and sat upright on the bluestone steps. She folded her long legs together, and gently strummed the strings with her bare hands.

Mingyue closed her eyes, and she watched the battle between the four disciples and Lu Fan, and was inspired by the pipa music.

When the mind is calm, the music becomes more and more rapid, like a gust of wind formed by a sword, sharp and murderous.

It was an unstoppable attack that was designed to leave no regrets.

The spiritual energy was wrapped in the sound of the piano and spread out, making the gravel on the ground jump.

There is also a faint cutting force.

Unfortunately, it's still a little bit off.

The song is over.

The solemnity and sternness on Mingyue's face disappeared, replaced by a hint of urgency.

"Not bad... What's the name of this song?"

Lu Fan tapped his fingers on the hand guard, making a crisp sound, and asked.

Mingyue let out an "ah" and looked embarrassed.

"Sir, this song has no name yet. If you don't mind, can you give it a name?"

Mingyue said respectfully.

Ning Zhao pursed her red lips slightly when she heard this.

This girl... let the young master name her, this is too much! Ni Yu also raised her hand to touch her forehead, let the young master name her, you seem to be making me laugh.

Bai Qingniao was eager to try. She was most interested in naming.

As if sensing Bai Qingniao's eagerness to try, Xiao Fengyi, whose head popped out from the gap in her shirt, rolled his eyes.

He met Mingyue's excited and expectant gaze.

Lu Fan felt that he couldn't let the other party down.

So, he frowned and fell into deep thought.

On the lake.

The lone boat drifted gently, with Nie Zhangqing carrying the Taoist nun on his back and standing on it. In order to avoid meeting Xie Yunling, Nie Changqing waited until Xie Yunling left before going to the island.

The breeze blows, and the white shirt flutters.

The shape of the island finally came into clear view.

On the island.

Lu Fan exhaled lightly and met Mingyue's hopeful gaze.

The corners of his mouth rose, and he said, "This song was created by you after watching the four masters display their ultimate elegance before the end of the era. So... let's name it 'The Sun Never Sets'."

Mingyue was startled.

Ning Zhao, who was standing behind the wheelchair, pursed her red lips. As expected...

Ni Yu pursed her lips. She couldn't laugh. If she laughed, the young master's eyes, as big as dragon fruit seeds, might stare at her.

However.

Ni Yu didn't smile.

Xiao Fengyi, whose head popped out from the white bluebird's chest, could not help but raise his wings and chirp, as if he was... laughing.

Ni Yu glanced at Xiao Fengyi and finally couldn't help but laughed out loud.

Laughter lingers between the islands.

After a long time...

The laughter gradually faded away, and finally, the island was silent.

"Sir, if I say I am laughing at that chicken... would you believe me?"

"Sir... I was wrong!"

(End of this chapter)