Chapter 34: The Young Master Is Unrivaled

This method can be said to be unpredictable.

Erasing the words on the plaque remotely and giving a new name to the building, this is not a magic trick, but a real creation out of thin air, who in the world can do this? !

Nie Zhangqing took a deep breath. The young master's methods once again refreshed his worldview.

Ning Zhao was also surprised, but soon calmed down.

After all, there are so many miraculous things that have happened to this young master.

Nie Zhangqing carried the butcher knife, and Ning Zhao stretched out his fair and slender neck, looking at the name that was newly nominated on the pavilion.

"Bai Yujing..."

The two of them whispered, chewing on the name in their mouths.

"From now on, 'Bai Yu Jing' will be your power."

Lu Fan sat in a wheelchair, rubbed his fingers, and chuckled, "You are a member of Baiyujing."

"Thank you for your help, sir."

Nie Zhangqing and Ning Zhao's hearts trembled slightly.

Lu Fan supported his chin with one hand and nodded slightly, feeling very happy.

"From now on, when you go out, you can just call yourself a disciple of Baiyujing..."

“Yes.”

The two nodded slightly.

A gust of wind blew, blowing up the fallen peach petals on the ground.

Lu Fan, who was sitting in a wheelchair, had his hair flying in the wind.

The man on the street is as beautiful as jade, and the young man is unparalleled in the world.

Ning Zhao looked slightly dazed.

A gleam of brilliance flashed in Nie Zhangqing's eyes.

Baiyujing...

Before long, the name of this force will resound throughout the Great Zhou.

This may become a force that surpasses all other schools of thought.

He, Nie Zhangqing, once a discarded disciple of Dao Sect, now has a new identity...

Disciple of Baiyujing.

And he had a hunch that the name Nie Zhangqing, a disciple of Baiyujing... might be more famous than when he was in Dao Sect.

Nie Zhangqing lowered his head, looking at the scattered peach petals floating on the ground, and suddenly curled the corners of his mouth and smiled.

From a discarded disciple of Dao Zong who was like a stray dog ​​from his home, to a disciple of Baiyujing today.

Everything... is getting better.

Lu Fan was sitting in a wheelchair, with the three characters "Bai Yujing" written in a flamboyant style on the plaque. Ning Zhao was staring at the young master in a daze, while Nie Zhangqing was full of thoughts.

Under the bluestone steps of the Baiyujing Building.

The singing girls who sold themselves in Zuichen Pavilion were so frightened by the eerie scene of the peach blossoms on the peninsula withering away in an instant that they collapsed on the ground. Their expressions were as if they had seen a ghost.

The madam, in particular, looked terrified.

I didn’t see them change the plaque, but... why did the nomination plaque for Zuichen Pavilion disappear?

Instead, there were three words "Bai Yujing"!

What the hell is this Baiyujing?! ...

"Sister Ning, send those singing girls away from the island in the middle of the lake, give them some silver, and settle them down."

"I want to never see anyone other than Bai Yujing on this island again."

"Old Nie, guard the island in the middle of the lake. No one is allowed to set foot on the island without my permission."

Lu Fan supported his chin and said lightly.

“Yes.”

Ning Zhao bowed, slowly stepped down the bluestone steps, and walked towards the singing girls and brothels lying on the ground.

Nie Zhangqing also nodded, carrying the butcher knife, and stood silently in front of the door.

Lu Fan's mind moved.

A prompt pops up.

"Couplet for Enlightenment: Couplet for the Sect (A top-grade Xuan-level treasure that possesses the energy for enlightenment. The visualizer has a one in ten thousand chance of obtaining a sudden enlightenment opportunity. The higher the cultivation level, the higher the chance of sudden enlightenment.)"

"Do you want to mount the gift couplet?"

Lu Fan raised his eyebrows slightly. A top-grade Xuan-level treasure?

His Spiritual Pressure Chessboard was a low-grade Mysterious Grade Treasure, but this sect alliance was actually of a higher grade than the Spiritual Pressure Chessboard? Now, Lu Fan also understood the system's classification of the grades of Treasures.

First of all, according to the heaven and earth, the sub-levels in the class are lower, middle, upper and top, four sub-levels.

"Let's mount it."

Lu Fan confirmed it in his heart.

Afterwards, Lu Fan saw that the original couplet describing love and romance on the gate of the pavilion had disappeared, and was replaced by two vertical plaques made of black iron.

"The sky is the chessboard, and the stars are the chess pieces."

"The ground is the pipa, and the road is the string."

Lu Fan looked at the two plaques that condensed out of thin air.

His eyebrows raised slightly.

Quite interesting.

The two questions form a couplet, and just by looking at them, it seems as if a mysterious aura is overwhelming.

Rubbing his brows, Lu Fan looked away.

After looking for a long time, there was no sign of sudden enlightenment.

As expected, taking chances is not something that suits him.

Of course, it is also possible that he has not yet reached the standard of enlightenment.

Sudden enlightenment can only be achieved by those who possess great wisdom or who have reached a bottleneck in their cultivation and are only one step away from a breakthrough.

And Lu Fan really doesn't look like an ordinary practitioner.

"Old Nie."

Lu Fan shouted.

Nie Zhangqing turned around and looked over.

Lu Fan did not say anything, but raised his hand and pointed at the two vertical plaques made of black iron.

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

Nie Zhangqing was startled.

His gaze shifted sideways and landed on the hanging scroll.

Hmm? At first glance, I didn't feel anything.

The second time he looked at it, Nie Zhangqing's pupils shrank.

The third time, Nie Zhangqing felt as if his heart had been hit by a heavy punch.

Phew!

He spat out a mouthful of blood.

The Qi and blood in the body roared uncontrollably, and six strange noises exploded uncontrollably.

The whole person seemed to be hit by a huge force.

Dengdengdeng.

Continuous retreat.

He felt a huge force pressing down on his whole body, his eyes were bloodshot, and he stared at the couplet intently, as if his eyeballs were about to burst with blood.

Finally, my legs went limp.

With a snap, the blue bricks cracked by his kneeling.

Lu Fan raised his eyebrows, a little surprised.

With a thought, the wheelchair under him automatically turned. He didn't expect Nie Zhangqing's reaction to be so huge.

Heavy gasps were heard, and Nie Zhangqing took deep breaths.

His eyes were bloodshot.

Nie Zhangqing lowered his head and looked away, with an unwilling look on his face.

When he was reading the couplet, a deeper understanding of "The Art of Controlling the Sword" seemed to flash through his mind.

However, that hint of enlightenment passed so quickly that he could hardly catch it.

“What a pity…”

"Your current Qidan realm cultivation is still a little weak. This couplet contains the energy of enlightenment. If your cultivation is sufficient, you may gain something special."

Lu Fan leaned back in his wheelchair and said calmly.

Just as he finished speaking, his eyes raised in surprise and looked around the island in the middle of the lake.

Wherever you look.

All the peach blossoms on the peninsula have withered, as if all their vitality had been sucked out. A gentle blow would turn them into ashes.

And around the island, there are ten green plants like colored glass growing.

It seems that there is energy in every plant that is about to bloom and burst out.

"Um?"

Lu Fan was surprised. How could the seeds of the Chaotian Lingju grow so fast?

Then he figured it out and smiled.

Once the seeds of the Chaotian Lingju are planted, they will absorb all the essence and energy of ordinary plants to nourish themselves.

Plants don't reason with each other like humans do; they only follow the most primitive impulses.

I am stronger than you, so I will plunder you.

Lu Fan rubbed his palms, his eyes narrowed slightly.

It seems that it is impossible to grow other plants on the island in the middle of the lake. With these ten chrysanthemums, they can only be grown if they are spiritual plants.

Lu Fan narrowed his eyes, thinking about the chrysanthemums on the peninsula swaying in the wind in the future.

When the lake breeze blows, there is a leisurely feeling of picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence.

Lu Fan was actually looking forward to it. He was waiting for the ten chrysanthemums to bloom and release their spiritual energy, which would then be added with his own spiritual energy.

This island in the middle of the lake...I am afraid it will become a fairy island with ethereal spiritual energy, a real place for spiritual practice.

With expectations and prospects for the future, Lu Fan stretched lazily.

"It's time to go back to Beiluo City and solve the problems of the aristocratic families and sword sects."

Lu Fan propped up his chin and picked up a chess piece to play with.

"Although I have a good temper, I can't stand being angry. If Dad can't do something, then I'll do it..."

Lu Fan chuckled, and a strange light flashed in his eyes.

"Besides, Beiluo City where my 'Bai Yujing' is located does not need any other forces."

(End of this chapter)