Chapter 15: We warriors do not believe in immortals and Buddhas (Please collect and recommend)

The sudden triggering of the task surprised Lu Fan.

However, for him, having tasks is a good thing, and the rewards from the tasks can help him quickly improve his Qi Refining level.

So, Lu Fan, leaning against the vermilion carved window, rubbed his hands, and actually felt a little bit of anticipation in his heart.

It feels like playing a scratch card game.

I wonder what the mission will be this time? My mind is focused on the [mission].

The next moment, the light faded away and a bunch of prompts popped up.

In addition to the familiar main mission.

Lu Fan's gaze fell directly on the newly appeared side quest.

"Mission Description: To be a powerful person who wants to create a fantasy world, you need to have extensive knowledge and background."

"Side Quest 1: Deducing the five blood-moving techniques or martial arts moves (current task progress 0/5)."

“Side Quest 2: Build a transcendent force from scratch (Current quest progress: Not started yet.)”

“Side Quest 3: Rescue ‘Daoist Abandoned Disciple’ Nie Zhangqing from the Daoist Assassins and gain his following.”

…

The three side quests were like three hammers, hitting Lu Fan a little confused.

After he finished reading it, he fell into deep silence.

These three tasks should be able to be carried out simultaneously, but each task is not easy.

Just talking about the first task, to deduce five blood-moving techniques, that is to say, he has to find at least five different blood-moving techniques and consume spiritual energy to deduce them.

The spiritual energy problem is not so bad. Lu Fan now has a soul strength attribute of 6.5, which can be exchanged for 60 strands of spiritual energy. He is rich.

What he was concerned about was... where to find so many blood-moving techniques? And the second task.

Building a transcendent force from scratch...

You also know that we are starting from scratch, so why bother with transcendent power? What is a transcendent power? A transcendent power is a mysterious, high-ranking power that overlooks all living things, possesses top-level military power and deterrence, and can manipulate the world at the touch of a button.

However, Lu Fan also understood that if he wanted to build the world, the first thing he had to do was to build his own power. Only in this way could he be free from restrictions and do whatever he wanted.

Lu Fan scratched his head with a headache.

However, it is easy to say. Although the Wuhuang Continent is only a low-level martial arts world, it is not simple.

Not to mention the many mysterious sects among the various schools of thought, just talking about the Great Zhou Dynasty, Lu Fan is simply unable to resist with his current strength.

Even though he has Ning Zhao, the master's maid.

But this is far from enough.

Lu Fan took a deep breath and focused his eyes. It was the third task that aroused his curiosity.

"Nie Zhangqing, the abandoned disciple of Dao Sect? Save him and gain his followers..."

Lu Fan looked thoughtful.

This task seemed much simpler than the previous two.

This Nie Zhangqing was the butcher from Beiluo City who was pulled into the [Preaching Platform]. Lu Fan was quite sure about this.

It's late at night.

Lu Fan stopped thinking about this question. He yawned and stretched.

She smiled at the maids outside the window.

"Girls, go to bed early and get up early, it's good for your skin."

Lu Fan smiled.

Then he disappeared from the window.

Ning Zhao, who was sitting cross-legged on the green-tiled roof, trembled her long eyelashes and opened her eyes. Her eyebrows and features were picturesque. The sound of Lu Fan's words lingered in her ears. She pursed her lips and smiled gently.

In the distance, Yi Yue put away the whip, her skin flushed slightly and sweat dripped down.

Ni Yu smacked his lips in his sleep, his chin slipped from the lunch box, and he shuddered.

…

No words were spoken that night.

On the second day, bright sunshine shone through the vermilion carved windows.

Lu Fan opened his eyes and climbed out of bed.

As soon as there was a noise, Ning Zhao, who was waiting outside the door, pushed it open and walked in.

Following behind him were Yi Yue and Ni Yu.

Ni Yu's face turned red, she rolled up her sleeves and held a copper basin filled with freshly boiled hot water.

"Master, are you awake? Let us help you wash up."

Ning Zhao smiled softly.

Yi Yue was holding a wooden tray with a pile of refined salt and some porridge and side dishes on it.

Fine salt is used for washing, while light porridge and side dishes are for breakfast.

All the services were just right.

Lu Fan grinned.

These days... seem a bit chaotic.

After washing up, I had breakfast.

Ning Zhao pushed Lu Fan, who was sitting in a wheelchair, out of the room. Ni Yu held an umbrella as usual, and Yi Yue followed beside him with a swaying waist.

In the garden.

Lu Changkong, wearing a long gown, was watering the flowers and plants. The iron-blooded murderous aura on his body had dissipated a lot, and that murderous aura was gone.

The sound of the wooden wheels rubbing against the ground made Lu Changkong stop what he was doing.

"Dad, has the siege been resolved?"

Lu Fan sat in a wheelchair, his legs covered with a thin wool blanket, and said with a smile.

Lu Changkong looked at Lu Fan deeply.

"Thanks to Ning Zhao, otherwise... this time, Beiluo City might be devastated."

Lu Changkong sighed.

He was careless this time. If it weren't for Ning Zhao's help, once Tan Tai Xuan broke through Beiluo City, it would be equivalent to tearing open the last line of defense of the Great Zhou Dynasty and attacking the imperial capital directly, with disastrous consequences.

"Ning Zhao told me that she was able to break through to the Grandmaster level because of 'spiritual energy'. Is there really spiritual energy in the world?"

Lu Changkong narrowed his eyes and asked.

He pondered over this question all night, but he was a warrior after all and did not believe in the existence of immortals.

"Spiritual energy is naturally there. Doesn't Sister Ning's breakthrough prove everything?"

Lu Fan raised the corner of his mouth.

"Dad, I have been blessed with the chance to become an immortal. I can walk and even practice cultivation. This is a good thing."

Lu Changkong also laughed and wiped the water stains from his hands.

"Obtaining a chance to become an immortal... is of course a good thing. However, Fan'er, Daddy still wants to warn you not to trust others easily. You must learn to protect yourself."

Lu Changkong said very seriously.

Immortal fate? Is there really such a thing in the world? He was worried that the changes in Lu Fan might be caused by the Yin-Yang School, or some powerful people from some mysterious sects among the various schools of thought were plotting against him.

"The kid knows what's going on."

Lu Fan nodded. He knew what Lu Changkong was worried about, but he didn't explain. For many things, the more you explain, the more confusing it will become.

He placed his fingers on the thin wool blanket and tapped it lightly.

Suddenly, Lu Fan raised his head and looked at Lu Changkong.

"Dad, I have something to ask of you."

Lu Fan said.

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Lu Changkong raised his eyebrows, "What's the matter?"

"I want to build my own power." Lu Fan spoke calmly.

Hmm? A gleam of brilliance flashed across Lu Changkong's eyes.

Ning Zhao and Yi Yue, who were standing behind the wheelchair, also narrowed their eyes.

Is this young master, a tycoon who holds the fate of immortality, finally going to wade into this chaotic world? "Dad, the world is going to be in chaos, I need to build up my power...well, to protect myself."

Lu Fan thought about it and felt that the reason of self-protection was sufficient. He couldn't say that he was doing it to cause trouble , right? He was weak and powerless, so there was nothing wrong with cultivating a force to protect himself.

"The world is indeed going to be in chaos... Behind the seemingly simple betrayal of the martial arts master, there is definitely a big hand stirring everything." Lu Changkong took a deep breath.

"Isn't Ning Zhao enough?"

Lu Changkong looked at Lu Fan. If he wanted to protect himself, Ning Zhao alone would be enough.

Ning Zhao's strength is not as good as that of the top eight or nine-ring master warriors.

However, among ordinary grandmaster warriors, he is able to stand out from the crowd.

Ning Zhao didn't say anything. She was very smart. She just needed to listen carefully when the young master and the master were talking.

"Not enough. Sister Ning is still far from reaching the second stage of Qi Dan realm."

Lu Fan shook his head and said.

As soon as these words came out.

Ning Zhao's face was slightly stunned. She was now extremely confident in her own cultivation. The second stage of Qi Dan realm was enough to fight against four second-level grandmaster warriors. How powerful! Lu Fan's words made her feel a little disappointed and a little dissatisfied.

Lu Changkong narrowed his eyes.

"Qi Dan realm?"

"The Qi Dan realm is the first realm of cultivators. Taking Sister Ning's Dantian as an example, it can only hold nine strands of spiritual energy at most. With each additional strand of spiritual energy, the cultivation level will increase by one level." Lu Fan said.

Lu Changkong fell silent.

What Lu Fan talked about was a completely new cultivation system, which had a great impact on him and he was unable to understand it.

It was a long time before he let out a sigh of relief.

"Fan'er, the so-called spiritual energy is like a mirage, it may be short-lived and disappear once used. A strong body is the foundation..."

"Like your father, I never cared about spiritual energy. I only relied on my own energy and blood to build my current family business."

"We warriors do not believe in immortals or Buddhas, we only believe in the blood and fists in our hands."

Lu Changkong said to Lu Fan earnestly.

Ning Zhao, who was standing behind Lu Fan's wheelchair, was about to speak but stopped talking.

She wanted to refute what the master said.

However, Lu Fan raised his hand, causing Ning Zhao to hold back his words.

Lu Fan looked at his old father with a smile.

There was no rebuttal and no explanation.

He grabbed Lu Changkong's hand.

"Activate authority... release spiritual energy."

"Drop target, Lu Changkong."

Buzz...

The wind suddenly blew in the garden.

Lu Changkong's long gown fluttered in the wind.

His eyes suddenly brightened.

He could feel a strange airflow flowing down his arm into his body, merging with his qi and blood, traveling through his body, and condensing in his dantian in his lower abdomen.

It was as if the shackles that bound the body were broken by the spiritual energy.

Lu Changkong's energy and spirit... skyrocketed wildly.

The flowers and plants in the garden were torn to pieces.

Ning Zhao stepped forward and protected Lu Fan.

Ni Yu hid behind Yi Yue, his eyes wide open, excited and curious.

After a long time.

The aura on Lu Changkong's body was restrained.

His expression was normal, he stood with his hands behind his back, looking at Lu Fan, with a complicated look in his eyes.

"Dad, how do you feel?" Lu Fan said while sitting in a wheelchair.

Lu Changkong had a calm expression. He wanted to stick to his own moral principles, his principle of putting blood and energy first, and his original intention.

He wants to be as steady as a mountain in the face of wind and rain.

he……

After hesitating for a while, the words suddenly changed in tone.

"This spiritual energy... is awesome! So cool!"

"Son, can you give dad another wisp?"

Looking at the energetic Lu Changkong.

Lu Fan opened his mouth.

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