Chapter 3: Immortal Touches My Head

Lu Fan's coquettish smile made Ning Zhao's pretty face slightly hot, and her chest could not help but rise and fall...

It's just like love.

"Xiao Ni, close the door and guard it."

Lu Fan took a deep breath and told Ni Yu to close the door of the room.

Ni Yu responded, trotted to the door, closed it, bolted it, turned her back, and pressed her petite body against the door.

Ning Zhao and another maidservant's expressions changed slightly. Lu Fan asked Ni Yu to close the door. This abnormal behavior made them confused.

Lu Fan's gaze fell on Ning Zhao again, and his expression gradually became serious.

The three maids felt an inexplicable pressure.

"My father said that I can trust you." Lu Fan said, tapping the wheelchair armrest with his finger.

Ning Zhao's pretty face changed slightly when she heard this. She quickly put down the rolled rice paper and said, "The master has entrusted the young master's daily life and safety to us. Ning Zhao, Yi Yue and Ni Yu, we are his people in life and his ghosts in death!"

Ni Yu, who was leaning against the door bolt, had a flushed face and looked serious.

Yi Yue, the fox-faced maid with a long whip on her waist, also nodded continuously.

Lu Fan raised his eyebrows, not expecting such a violent reaction from the other party.

He smiled to lighten the mood.

He remembered that the lives of the three maids were saved by Lu Changkong from a pile of dead bodies. They were trained since childhood, so there was no doubt about their loyalty.

"Don't be so serious, I just have some confidential news to tell you."

Lu Fan said.

After saying that, he let out a breath, gathered his emotions, got out of the wheelchair, and slowly stood up.

Ni Yu saw with his own eyes the coquettish look of Lu Fan moving his toes in the wind, and he already knew that Lu Fan's legs had recovered, so he was still calm.

Ning Zhao and Yi Yue were as shocked as Lu Changkong!

No, they were even more surprised than Lu Changkong, because they had been taking care of Lu Fan's daily life, and they had no idea that Lu Fan's leg disease had improved.

Lu Fan stood up straight, his legs softened, and he sat back in the wheelchair.

Instead of walking around the house, he took off his fine boots and his cloth socks.

He exposed his feet and moved them.

There was still a smile on his face.

Ni Yu's pretty face flushed. Here it comes again, the young master's bad taste!

"Sir...is your leg okay?"

Ning Zhao's chest heaved, she tied up her drooping hair, and there seemed to be a flicker in her eyes.

She was truly happy for Lu Fan.

The leg problem has troubled Lu Fan for a long time and has almost become his inner demon.

There were many nights when Ning Zhao could hear Lu Fan crying inside the house, his tears soaking the pillow, while he sat outside the door.

"The news needs to be kept secret. Aside from my father, you three are the only ones who know this news."

Lu Fan smiled and put on his shoes and socks again.

"Sister Ning, do you...know martial arts?"

Lu Fan's eyes fell on Ning Zhao and he asked another question. Since Lu Changkong could let Ning Zhao protect his safety, it was obvious that Ning Zhao knew martial arts.

"Martial arts?"

Ning Zhao didn't expect Lu Fan to ask this, but she nodded anyway. She did know martial arts, and she was not weak at it.

"Young Master, do you want to learn martial arts?" Ning Zhao asked back. After all, now that Lu Fan's leg disease has recovered, it is not surprising that he wants to learn martial arts.

Unfortunately, Lu Fan has missed the best age to practice martial arts and it is difficult for him to achieve great success.

"How are the levels of martial arts divided?"

Lu Fan did not answer, but continued to ask.

"The division of martial arts in the Great Zhou Dynasty is very simple. It does not include low-level martial artists. There are only three levels: second-rate, first-rate, and grandmaster."

Ning Zhao opened her red lips slightly and said.

Lu Fan listened very carefully.

He knew that the Wuhuang Continent was a low-level martial arts world, but each low-level martial arts world also had its own system.

"Martial artists learn martial arts from a young age. There are two types of martial arts: external martial arts and internal martial arts. External martial arts build strong bones and make people tall and strong. Most of the fierce generals on the battlefield practice external martial arts."

"As for internal strength, it is to practice the art of moving blood, strengthen the internal organs, and make the qi and blood strong and continuous."

"In essence, there is no distinction between strong and weak internal and external skills. Each has its own advantages and disadvantages, and both can produce masters."

Ning Zhao paused for a moment, and seeing that Lu Fan was listening intently, he continued, "A second-rate warrior can fight five at once, a first-rate warrior can fight ten at once, and a master... can fight a hundred at once."

Yi Yue and Ni Yu also listened attentively.

Lu Fan nodded continuously. Although there was no spiritual energy, it could still be called a low-level martial arts world after all, and it still had its own cultivation system.

"Sister Ning, how strong are you?"

Lu Fan asked curiously.

Ning Zhao was stunned for a moment, then her red lips curled up and a hint of pride appeared on her face.

"I am a humble servant, but under the strict instruction of the master, I have now become a first-class warrior."

The words were very humble, but there was no trace of humility in the tone.

She is proud, and she has reason to be proud.

The maid Yi Yue pursed her red lips.

Ni Yu exclaimed, Sister Ning Zhao is actually a first-class warrior, so amazing! Lu Fan couldn't help but smack his lips, Ning Zhao is only twenty-four or twenty-five years old, but she has the strength of a first-class warrior. It's really a waste of talent for her to be a maid with this strength.

However, this also indirectly shows that Lu Changkong cares about Lu Fan and actually sent a first-class warrior to protect his safety.

"Sir, Yi Yue is not talented, only a second-rate warrior."

At the same time, Yi Yue, with a foxy face, bit her red lips and spoke stubbornly.

As for the back pressure bolt, Ni Yu who can only yell "Slip away"...

Well, compared to Ning Zhao and Yi Yue, this girl is purely here to be a mascot.

Lu Fan sat in a wheelchair, clapping his hands and laughing.

"very good."

He was very satisfied, and it just happened that he wanted to verify the ability of the spiritual energy release.

Lu Fan looked at Ning Zhao, thought for a moment, and said, "Sister Ning Zhao, since you are a first-class warrior, have you ever heard of 'spiritual energy'?"

Aura?

Ning Zhao was stunned and looked at Lu Fan with a strange expression.

"Sir, for warriors like me, practicing is about being down-to-earth. Whether it's external or internal skills, if you want to learn something, sweat, diligence, talent... none of them can be missing."

"The concept of spiritual energy is extremely vague and only exists in ancient myths and legends."

"We warriors don't believe it."

Ning Zhao smiled and shook his head.

The idea of ​​aura is nothing but a joke.

"Oh? You don't believe it?"

Lu Fan raised his eyebrows slightly, and he turned to look at Yi Yue, "Yi Yue, do you believe it?"

Yi Yue smiled and shook her head, "Sir, you are joking."

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

There was no doubt that he did not believe it, and Lu Fan raised the corner of his mouth playfully.

He turned his head and looked at Ni Yu who was holding the bolt with his back: "Xiao Ni, what about you? Do you believe that there is spiritual energy in the world?"

Ni Yu's eyes lit up, and her rosy little face looked like a red apple.

"If you say yes, then yes!"

Ni Yu said seriously.

Lu Fan couldn't help laughing. This girl had a high level of political awareness... She was naturally good at being cute and sly.

Ning Zhao and Yi Yue were speechless.

Suddenly, the smile on Lu Fan's face disappeared. "Aren't you curious about how my leg disease was cured?"

Lu Fan glanced at the three of them.

Ning Zhao, Yi Yue and Ni Yu all showed curiosity.

A leg disease that lasted for more than ten years was healed just like that. This goes against common sense and is indeed a bit mysterious and strange.

To say I'm not curious would be a lie.

"Sister Ning, come here." Lu Fan said.

Ning Zhao then walked closer to Lu Fan.

"This leg disease has troubled me for seventeen years and tortured my mind..."

"But one day, I dreamt of traveling through the world and met an immortal. The immortal said that I had a connection with him, so he saved me."

"The immortal touched my head, and spiritual energy filled my whole body, penetrating the blocked veins in my legs, and my leg disease was cured without treatment."

Lu Fan said calmly.

He spoke these powerful words without any emotion in his heart or change of expression, and he almost believed them himself.

As he spoke, he took Ning Zhao's soft and slender hand.

Ning Zhao has many calluses on his palms, obviously from years of practicing martial arts.

Ning Zhao blushed slightly when Lu Fan held her hand.

As for Lu Fan's words, "The immortal touched my head and spiritual energy filled my whole body," she was not stupid and just treated it as a story.

There are no immortals in this world...

However.

The next moment.

The embarrassment on Ning Zhao's face froze and his pupils shrank slightly.

Not only Ning Zhao, but Yi Yue on the side also looked incredulous.

Lu Fan spread out his palm and gently placed it on Ning Zhao's palm. A light blue light flickered brightly in both palms.

The wind rose automatically, blowing the curtains in the house into fluttering clouds.

The corners of Lu Fan's mouth slightly raised, calling silently in his heart.

"Activate permission [Spiritual Energy Release]."

"The target of the drop is [Ning Zhao]."

Buzz——

Ning Zhao's pretty face turned red instantly, not because of embarrassment, but because a strange force flowed into her body through Lu Fan's palm.

All the pores on her body opened up, and the blood, which was extremely active due to practicing the blood-moving technique, was like boiling water, almost gushing out from her blood vessels and bursting her delicate body.

"The mind leads the Qi into Dantian."

Lu Fan spoke calmly, his drooping hair fluttering in the wind and waves caused by the spiritual energy.

Ning Zhao's legs went weak and her throat could hardly control the tender sounds that came out, but her eyes were extremely bright.

At this moment, her mind and emotions were somewhat confused, but she still acted according to Lu Fan's instructions.

The "little snake" injected into her body was moving rapidly, but under the control of her mind, it quickly stabilized and sank into her dantian.

Lu Fan loosened his grip.

Ning Zhao took several steps back.

Click, click...

The blue bricks under my feet were actually crushed.

The Qi and blood in Ning Zhao's body seemed to have been catalyzed, boiling and becoming restless.

There were bursts of strange noises spreading throughout the body, like the sound of bells and drums!

Yi Yue was stunned! "The body exploded with a strange sound, a master warrior!"

As a martial artist, how could she not know Ning Zhao's current state? Grandmaster, very rare in the entire Great Zhou Dynasty! At this moment, Yi Yue only heard Lu Fan's previous words full of fairy spirit.

"The immortal touched my head, and spiritual energy filled my whole body..."

Could it be that the young master...

Really got the chance to be immortal?!

However, Lu Fan, who had injected a wisp of spiritual energy into Ning Zhao's body, had no mind to pay attention to other things at this moment.

Because, at the moment when he successfully delivered the content, a prompt text suddenly popped up in front of him.

"Congratulations to the host for successfully releasing the first ray of spiritual energy, cultivating the first practitioner with spiritual energy, opening the [Task] authority, and obtaining the transformation reward..."

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