Chapter 26: Revival of Dried Blood, Six-Ring Grandmaster (Please collect and recommend)

After taking a sip of porridge, Lu Fan took the white cloth handed to him by Ning Zhao.

What is recorded on this cloth is Lu Changkong's blood-moving technique.

Lu Fan glanced at it and silently compared it with the "Daoist Blood Moving Technique" in his mind. Comparing the two, the blood moving technique recorded by Lu Changkong seemed to be stronger.

This surprised Lu Fan a little.

Putting the cloth away, Lu Fan planned to collect the remaining four blood-moving techniques and then deduce them together.

"Did Dad go to the capital? He went to the capital at such a sensitive time. Aren't you afraid that Tan Taixuan's Beijun army will come back?"

Lu Fan took a bite of the side dish and the sour taste of the side dish spread in his mouth, with a hint of sweetness. However, it was this kind of side dish that went best with the porridge.

"Young Master, don't worry. I have received intelligence a long time ago that after the Northern Army failed in its siege, it went to join the Western Army and planned to use the Drunken Dragon City Defense in the west as a breakthrough point."

Ning Zhaodao.

Lu Fan nodded, although he didn't know much about the general situation in the world.

However, since Lu Changkong was able to leave Beiluo City without worry, he was obviously confident about the situation.

Of course, Lu Fan always felt that Lu Changkong's grasp of his situation was somewhat unreliable, as the situation during the battle to defend the city was still vivid in his mind.

My own dad doesn't seem very reliable.

Of course, even if a large army attacks, they will not be able to break through Beiluo City in a short time. After all, the three major families in Beiluo City are now being closely watched by the army dispatched by Lu Changkong. Even if there are strong sword masters in the family, they dare not act rashly.

It is not easy to capture a city without internal support.

"Go out and bask in the sun, Sister Ning, go see if anyone from the three great families can send over the land deed."

After Lu Fan finished his breakfast, he stretched lazily and said.

“Yes.”

Ning Zhao nodded and left the room.

"Yi Yue, go find the best craftsman in the city and customize the wheelchair according to the size of this chess box. Make two secret spaces next to the wheelchair." Lu Fan said to Yi Yue.

Yi Yue looked curiously at the two chess boxes in Lu Fan's hands, which contained two types of chess pieces, "black and white".

After thinking for a while, Lu Fan waved at Yi Yue again. Yi Yue came closer and Lu Fan whispered something in her ear. Yi Yue's expression became serious. After understanding, she left quickly.

"Xiao Ni, carry the chessboard well."

After Yi Yue left, Lu Fan smiled and handed the spiritual pressure chessboard directly to Ni Yu.

Ni Yu took it, tied it with a rope, and put it on her back. The chessboard was almost up to her ankles and looked quite heavy and funny.

"Sir... do you want to play chess?"

Ni Yu's big eyes were sparkling and full of curiosity.

"Yeah, you can play?"

"Want a game?"

Lu Fan's eyes lit up and he glanced at Ni Yu.

"Come on, let's go to the yard."

Lu Fan laughed.

Ni Yu carried the chessboard on his back and pushed Lu Fan out of the room.

far away.

Nie Zhangqing had his hands behind his back, a butcher knife on his waist. Behind him, followed Nie Shuang, who was sweating profusely.

The two walked across the curved stone bridge in the garden and arrived in front of Lu Fan's yard.

"Mr. Lu."

Nie Zhangqing bowed slightly.

In the yard, Lu Fan and Ni Yu were playing chess.

Lu Fan held the white piece, pressing it with his index and middle fingers, and placed it in an orderly manner.

Hearing Nie Zhangqing's greeting, Lu Fan waved his hand.

"Old Nie, you and Sister Ning can just call me Young Master..."

"Do you know how to play chess? After you defeat this little girl, we can have a fight."

Lu Fan chuckled.

Nie Zhangqing was slightly startled, and a smile appeared on his face.

"I haven't played chess for many years, so my level may have declined a little. Please don't blame me, young master."

Then, Nie Zhangqing turned his head to look at Nie Shuang, his expression gradually becoming stern.

"Shuang'er, get into horse stance for one hour."

Nie Zhangqing is very strict.

Nie Shuang pursed his lips, did not refute, withdrew his curiosity about the chess game, and took up a horse stance on the spot.

In fact, he was woken up by Nie Zhangqing early in the morning and ran around the garden for ten laps. Although he was a little tired physically and mentally, since he had to practice martial arts, hard work was inevitable.

No warrior achieves success overnight.

While Nie Shuang was doing horse stance, Nie Zhangqing walked up to Lu Fan and Ni Yu who were playing chess with his hands behind his back.

Lu Fan, Lu Ping'an, the young master of Beiluo City, a talented man chosen by the national teacher.

He is known to be extremely talented and his chess skills must be extraordinary.

Chess can improve one's moral character and cultivate one's nature. A Taoist warrior should play chess, calligraphy and painting. One may not be proficient in all of them, but one should have some knowledge of them.

Nie Zhangqing's eyes fell on the chessboard.

Hmm? As soon as his eyes fell on the chessboard, Nie Zhangqing felt a flash of light passing through his eyes.

It was as if the chessboard was glowing.

Just the chessboard gave him a suffocating feeling.

This chessboard, these chess pieces... so magical!

Exclaiming in his heart, he moved his eyes to look at the chess game.

Nie Zhangqing's face was filled with eagerness and anticipation...

But, look, look...

The smile on his face began to fade.

He glanced at Lu Fan, who looked serious and earnest, and then at Ni Yu, who was holding up his fat chin...

Both of them were thinking seriously, pondering their chess moves.

Nie Zhangqing stammered and his face twitched.

I thought it was a battle between national players, but the result was...

The noobs are fighting each other.

These four words are really the most appropriate to describe Lu Fan and Ni Yu's chess skills.

With his level, at first glance, the chessboard seems full of holes.

Lu Fan held the chess pieces with great seriousness, as if he was engaged in a great battle.

Nie Zhangqing looked at it for a while, then turned his face away, unable to bear it.

Bang! There was a silent fight on the chessboard.

Ni Yu made a move with a click, and in front of Lu Fan's elongated face, a large number of black pieces were eaten.

Lu Fan leaned on the wheelchair with a sullen look on his face.

Ni Yu pursed her lips, her eyes curved into crescent shapes, and she counted on the chessboard with her fingers.

"ah……"

"Xiao Ni won by chance."

Ni Yu stood up, his face full of joy.

"If you win, then do horse stance. You were still shouting the slogan of practicing hard yesterday... Your training volume will be double that of Xiao Nie. Go quickly."

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

Lu Fan glanced at Ni Yu, smiled gently, and said.

Ni Yu's face froze, and the tender flesh on his face trembled uncontrollably.

Sir... are you so petty as to be as small as a sesame seed?!

"Old Nie, come on, come on... let's play a round?"

Lu Fan ignored Ni Yu and turned to look at Nie Zhangqing with sharp eyes.

"Sir...forget it? Changqing's chess skills...are not that good."

Nie Zhangqing looked a little hesitant.

"Don't be afraid of losing, come on."

Lu Fan's eyes lit up even more, and he began to put the chess pieces on the board into the chess box one by one.

Nie Zhangqing's face was very conflicted. He sat opposite Lu Fan and picked up a chess piece and put it down as if he was constipated.

Outside the garden.

Ning Zhao walked in.

"Sir, I am from the Chen family. Prince Chen Beixun wants to see you."

Lu Fan was holding the chess piece, frowned slightly, said "Oh" and continued to think about the chess game.

Ning Zhao hesitated for a moment, then continued, "Prince Chen came to visit with the land deeds of the Liu and Zhu families, as well as four thousand taels of silver."

Lu Fan's brows relaxed.

"Agreed?"

He raised the corner of his mouth slightly, thinking that there was no reason for the Liu and Zhu families to disagree.

"They came pretty quickly. Chen Beixun came right after my father left. It seems... this land deed is a bit hot to handle."

He put the chess piece back into the chess box. Thinking of the title deed to Zuichen Pavilion, he lost interest in playing chess, so he looked at Nie Zhangqing with some regret.

"Old Nie, what a pity. Let's play this game another day."

Lu Fan said with great regret.

Nie Zhangqing let out a long sigh in his heart.

"Sister Ning, let them in."

Lu Fan supported his chin with one hand and placed the other hand on the thin wool blanket on his knees, and said.

Ning Zhao nodded, then turned and left.

Lu Fan, on the other hand, looked at Nie Zhangqing, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"Let's stop playing chess and talk about business. Old Nie, didn't you say yesterday that you wanted to learn 'spiritual pressure'? But you still need an opportunity to learn 'spiritual pressure'... Now, I will give you this opportunity."

Lu Fan leaned back in his wheelchair and said to Nie Zhangqing.

Nie Zhangqing was stunned.

Lu Fan stretched out his hand. He originally wanted to hold Nie Zhangqing's hand like he passed on spiritual energy to Ning Zhao.

But when I think of Nie Zhangqing's rough appearance and his rough hands from killing pigs.

The corners of his mouth twitched.

Or choose another way.

"Old Nie, coil up."

Lu Fan pointed in front of the wheelchair.

Nie Zhangqing was puzzled, but he still followed Lu Fan's instructions and sat cross-legged in front of the wheelchair.

Lu Fan's face was serious.

Light blue spiritual energy began to flow around his body.

One strand, two strands, three strands...

Dense spiritual energy crisscrossed around his body.

The hair is floating and the eyes are bright.

Lu Fan raised his hand, with an immortal look, and gently stroked the top of Nie Zhangqing's head.

"Activate permission [Spiritual Energy Release]."

"The target... Nie Zhangqing."

My heart was moved.

Nie Zhangqing suddenly felt his whole body tremble, and a warm current instantly penetrated into the top of his head and spread throughout his body.

The originally dry and dilapidated qi and blood in the body.

Under the catalysis of this heat flow, it suddenly revived.

It started to boil and explode.

Bang, bang, bang! Nie Zhangqing sat cross-legged on the ground, his eyes were like torches, and his hair was standing on end.

Strange noises came from his body, as if shackles were broken or a sleeping lion awakened.

There were six consecutive sounds, causing the fallen leaves in the yard to fall.

Just at this time.

Ning Zhao slowly led Chen Beixun and the heirs of the Liu and Zhu families into the courtyard.

Just arrived.

In their ears, the sound of the blood and energy that only a master warrior could unleash echoed, making them tremble all over.

The strange sound was in my ears, like thunder!

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