Chapter 27: Lake Island, Old Nie tests his sword (seeking recommendation votes, seeking collection)

Deafening noises, six in a row!

The body explosion noises are for the Grandmaster, the more explosions there are, the deeper the Grandmaster's strength is.

Chen Beixun was wearing a blue Confucian robe and a jade crown on his head, which made him look elegant and handsome.

His beautiful beard was neatly groomed today, and he even washed it with water soaked in flower petals, making it emit a unique fragrance.

However, as soon as he stepped into Lu Fan's yard.

Then one could hear the deafening sound of the master's body exploding, and powerful energy and blood flooded over.

The wind blew his beautiful beard into disarray.

His eyes fell on the yard in the distance. Lu Fan was sitting in a wheelchair, a thin wool blanket covering his thighs. The sun was shining, and he looked very lazy.

In front of Lu Fan, Nie Zhangqing sat cross-legged, and the six strange sounds of the Grandmaster came from his body.

Six rings master!

Chen Beixun's heart sank.

This kind of master warrior is considered a first-class warrior in the entire Great Zhou Dynasty! He knew Nie Zhangqing, the former Taoist master's tenth "Unparalleled Sword".

He didn't expect that Nie Zhangqing not only didn't die, but his cultivation level recovered and he made another breakthrough, entering the sixth level!

Now with Nie Zhangqing, the Lu Mansion now has three Grandmasters. What a deterrent force this is! "Xiao Chen, you came early."

Lu Fan leaned on the wheelchair, playing with a black chess piece in his hand. The chess piece seemed to be made of pebbles. In the sun, it was sparkling, cool and round, and felt great.

"Not too early, not too early. Beixun can't wait to give Master Lu the land deed."

"After Young Master Lu left yesterday, Beixun immediately rushed to the Liu Mansion and the Zhu Mansion to discuss the land deed of Zuichen Pavilion with the two princes. When the two princes learned that it was Young Master Lu's request, they had a great conversation with Beixun and were very happy to agree."

Chen Beixun bent his waist slightly, cupped his hands and smiled.

Nie Zhangqing, who was sitting cross-legged, opened his eyes, glanced at Chen Beixun, and hid the excitement on his face. He stood up, pressed the butcher knife on his waist, and stood behind Lu Fan.

Serious, meticulous, and filled with the unique sense of oppression of a grandmaster.

Behind Chen Beixun were two young men in brocade robes.

They were obviously martial artists, with bulging temples and vigorous blood.

However, it seems that his cultivation level is only that of a second-rate warrior.

When he first entered the yard, he was shocked by Nie Zhangqing's six explosions.

"Mr. Lu."

The princes of the Liu and Zhu families hurriedly forced smiles at Lu Fan.

Lu Fan glanced at the two of them, nodded slightly while sitting in the wheelchair, and was too lazy to answer.

"I'm interested in Zuichen Pavilion. Do you have any objections?"

Lu Fan lowered his head and played with the chess pieces, saying.

Liu Ye, the eldest son of the Liu family, secretly glanced at Chen Beixun, then narrowed his eyes and said, "Young Master Lu has chosen this, how dare we have any objection."

Zhu Yishan, the eldest son of the Zhu family, also smiled respectfully.

The two took out the land deeds from their arms. Nie Zhangqing stepped out, glanced at the two of them, took the land deeds, and handed them to Lu Fan.

Liu Ye and Zhu Yishan's faces flushed red. Nie Zhangqing's undisguised master spirit made them feel grateful as if needles were pricking their backs.

"Mr. Lu, who is this senior?"

Liu Ye and Zhu Yishan were different from Chen Beixun. They were not followers of the Hundred Schools of Thought, so they did not recognize Nie Changqing and therefore tried to ask.

"Oh... Old Nie, he is my driver."

Lu Fan flipped through the deed without even looking up, and said calmly.

In the distance, Chen Beixun, who was standing there smiling, suddenly froze in his expression.

Dao Zong's tenth unparalleled sword...became Lu Fan's driver?

"Car...driver?!"

Liu Ye and Zhu Yishan looked at each other, gasped, and were both shocked.

Grandmaster Liu Xiang is a coachman? Even the emperor doesn't have this treatment! "Very good."

Lu Fan flicked the two deeds in his hand and added the one handed over by Chen Beixun.

From now on, the Zuichen Pavilion will be named Lu.

When he thought of this, Lu Fan felt very happy.

The sunlight shone on Lu Fan's red lips and white teeth, and you could even see the standing hairs on his face.

"It's better to do it now than to wait for a better day. Let's go to Zuichen Pavilion and take a look now."

Lu Fan chuckled, then took a deep look at Chen Beixun, who was standing aside with his head lowered.

Liu Ye and Zhu Yishan's eyes also flashed, and smiles appeared on their faces.

"Old Nie, prepare the car."

"Sister Ning, push me out of the house."

Lu Fan tapped his fingers lightly on the thin blanket and said.

Nie Zhangqing retreated silently.

Ning Zhao danced in silk and silk and quietly flashed behind Lu Fan, put her soft hands on the wheelchair and pushed it slowly.

Chen Beixun, Liu Ye, and Zhu Yishan stepped back with a smile and walked behind Lu Fan.

Ni Yu was sitting in a horse stance, her chubby little face full of grievance, staring at Lu Fan with her big eyes.

The young master went out to play without her...

After winning the game of chess, she... fell out of favor? ! "Xiao Ni, carry the chessboard and follow me."

Lu Fan supported his chin with one hand, glanced at the aggrieved Ni Yu, couldn't help laughing, and said.

"Okay!"

Ni Yu immediately smiled, and all the grievance on his face disappeared.

Afterwards, he carried the chessboard on his back and followed Lu Fan closely.

As for Nie Shuang in the yard, he was still stubbornly sitting in horse stance.

Left the Lu Mansion.

Outside the palace.

An exquisite carriage was parked there.

The horse pulling the carriage was a Arabian horse, with white air puffing out of its nostrils.

Nie Zhangqing sat sideways on the bicycle frame, leisurely winding the whip.

This is a carriage specially made by a craftsman hired by Lu Fan. The door is on the side and can be lowered to form a slope for wheelchairs to slide into the carriage.

This carriage is also an enlarged version with a larger interior space. It is filled with soft cotton and covered with hand-woven brocade, ensuring comfort without making people feel cramped.

After Ning Zhao pushed the wheelchair into the carriage, she rolled up her skirt and sat on the other side of the carriage frame.

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As for Ni Yu, with Lu Fan's permission, he entered the carriage with a happy face, holding the chessboard.

Nie Zhangqing glanced at Chen Beixun and the other two and ignored them.

The whip in his hand was raised.

"Snap! " There was a hiss.

The horse's hooves were raised high, landed on the blue brick official road, and galloped out.

Chen Beixun looked at the carriage going away, stroked his long beard, and a sharp gleam flashed in his eyes.

Soon, a servant brought the horses. The three men took the whips, jumped on the horses, and followed.

…

The carriage was galloping on the official road at a very fast speed.

Although Nie Zhangqing had never been a coachman, with his master's martial arts skills, it was still easy for him to control a Ferghana horse.

Beiluo City is very prosperous. After all, it is close to the imperial capital, and high-rise buildings are lined up on both sides of the main axis road.

The exquisite carriage, pulled by the Ferghana horses, passed through the main road at high speed. Pedestrians retreated to the sides when they heard the sound of horse hooves and rolling axles.

Many small vendors who had occupied the main road without permission were scrambling to move their stalls back.

Then, he poked his head out from behind the stall and looked at the gorgeous carriage flying by with the word "Lu" written on the body.

The City Lord's carriage! The young master of the Lu family is traveling! The carriage flew out of the main axis section and entered the lake road. At the edge of the lake road, there was a guardrail made of white jade, surrounding Beiluo Lake.

Finally, the carriage slowed down.

"Hi, Hi, Hi, Hi."

Nie Zhangqing swung the reins, and the horse snorted and slowly stopped.

"Sir, we're here. Zuichen Pavilion is on an island in the middle of the lake. There's no way to get there, so we have to take a boat to the island."

Nie Zhangqing said.

Lu Fan's chuckle could be heard from inside the carriage.

"Old Nie, you are quite familiar with the road to Zuichen Pavilion."

Nie Zhangqing's old face suddenly turned red.

How many men in Beiluo City are not familiar with the way to Zuichen Pavilion?

Of course, Nie Zhangqing didn't have the money to hang out in such brothels, so he would just pass by occasionally and take a look.

Ning Zhao jumped off the carriage, patted her gauze skirt, opened the side door of the carriage, and carefully helped Lu Fan get off the carriage.

Lu Fan got out of the car and looked at the sparkling lake through the white marble guardrail, feeling relieved.

To be honest, this is Lu Fan's first time here.

Lu Fan seldom came to Zuichen Pavilion before, after all... he had a leg disease.

It is said that the south of the Yangtze River is shrouded in mist and rain.

Although Beiluo City is located in the north, the area around Beiluo Lake has a bit of Jiangnan flavor.

Because of the continuous heavy rain last night, the surface of Beiluo Lake was covered with mist today. With the sunlight appearing and disappearing through the clouds, the water was really sparkling and the weather was beautiful.

"Chen Beixun and the others haven't arrived yet?"

Lu Fan looked out at the lake and asked.

Ning Zhao shook her head slightly, pushed the wheelchair with her soft hands, and snorted in dissatisfaction from her nose.

"interesting."

Lu Fan withdrew his gaze from the misty lake, flicked the deed in his hand, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

"It seems that we won't be able to wait for them. Sister Ning, find a boat and let's go to the island in the middle of the lake."

Nie Zhangqing's calloused hands rested on the butcher knife at his waist, looking out at the misty lake. Faintly, he seemed to see a solitary boat looming in the haze, with a skinny figure sitting on the boat.

"Sir, are you really going?" Ning Zhao's expression became serious, and he said, "This lake... I'm afraid it won't be peaceful."

For the serious Ning Zhao.

Lu Fan just chuckled and smoothed out the wrinkles of the thin blanket covering his thighs.

He looked up at the misty green lake and squinted his eyes.

"No problem."

"It's a good opportunity for Old Nie to try out his knife skills."

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