Chapter 54: The 100th level of Qi Refining is not difficult
Lu Fan’s elegant voice lingered on the terrace.
The Imperial Master narrowed his eyes and looked deeply at Lu Fan.
After a long time, the wrinkled skin on his face stacked up and revealed a kind smile.
"Okay, very good."
The national teacher said.
After saying that, he began to cough violently, and his face turned slightly red.
He raised his wide sleeves and pounded his chest for a while before he calmed down.
There was a gentle breeze, and the Imperial Master looked towards the island with a look of enjoyment on his face.
"What a comfortable place... When I help Your Majesty put down the rebellion, I will definitely move here to retire. I don't need much, just a thatched hut on the edge of the lake."
"When it's raining and windy, I'll hide in the thatched hut and drink some liquor."
"When the weather is fine, I go fishing in a boat on the lake..."
The Imperial Master smiled, hope and desire flowing in his misty eyes.
Hearing this, Lu Fan smiled and said, "When the time comes, Ping An will play chess with you, and we will live a happy life."
The Imperial Master burst into laughter, as if his joy was overflowing.
"I hope Ping An can keep his word. The greater your ability, the greater your ambition. It's rare that I can't sense any ambition in you..."
The Imperial Master looked at Lu Fan with a gentle expression.
Lu Fan sat in a wheelchair, gently stroking the thin wool blanket, without saying anything.
It's not that he doesn't have ambitions, it's just...
The Jianghu, the temple, the world... that the national teacher talked about were not within the scope of his ambition at all.
Da Zhou is just a corner of the Wuhuang Continent.
As far as Lu Fan's eyes could see, he wanted to transform the entire Wuhuang Continent, and even... far more than that.
Therefore, it is actually true that the national teacher said that Lu Fan had no ambition.
"Master, you can actually take a rest."
Lu Fan looked at the Imperial Master and said.
“After a long period of division, the world will eventually unite; after a long period of unity, the world will eventually divide. You may be able to hold on to the present, but you may not be able to hold on to the future.”
The Imperial Master stood up, and stood tremblingly at the balcony railing, with his wide sleeves folded behind his back, his head full of white hair, gazing at the calm lake in the distance.
"When the late emperor passed away, he entrusted his son to me. Since I promised the late emperor, how can I just walk away and leave your majesty alone to face the wolves from all directions?"
"I don't ask to hold on to the future, I only ask to preserve the present, so that Your Majesty can see hope in the desperate situation."
The Imperial Master spoke slowly, his voice sounding somewhat deep and tired.
"Ping An, if I ask you to assist His Majesty, would you be willing?"
The Imperial Master turned around, staring at Lu Fan with a hint of hope on his face covered with age spots.
Sitting in the wheelchair, Lu Fan picked up a black piece from the chess box, gently placed it on the chessboard, and rubbed it gently with his index finger.
"I don't want to."
The rejection was simple and straightforward, leaving no room for negotiation.
The Imperial Master was not too disappointed, as Lu Fan's answer was obviously within his expectations.
"I've been nagging for long enough. It's time for me to go to the Lu Mansion to pick onions..."
The Imperial Master took two steps and walked down to the pavilion.
Lu Fan was stunned, "Scallion... Oh no, Mo Tianyu hasn't pulled it out yet?"
Lu Fan was really stunned. He thought the Imperial Master had gone to rescue Mo Tianyu and then came back.
Is this Mo Tianyu... really his biological disciple?
"That kid is arrogant and has a proud temper. It would be better to suppress him."
The Imperial Master waved his hand.
Suddenly, the Imperial Master stood in front of the wooden stairs of the pavilion and looked at Lu Fan.
Afterwards, the national teacher rectified the situation.
With a wave of his wide sleeves and folded his hands in front of him, an oppressive and righteous aura surged from the national teacher.
"Confucianism, Confucius."
Lu Fan's eyes flashed, and the wheelchair automatically turned to face the Imperial Master, also with his hands folded.
"Beiluo, Lufan."
The two of them bowed slightly.
The Imperial Master took the initiative to announce his name, which was a recognition of the strength of the Lu Fan disciples.
The next moment, the national teacher laughed loudly, turned around, stepped on the wooden ladder and went downstairs.
"Sister Ning."
Lu Fan said softly.
“Yes.”
Ning Zhao understood, walked behind the wheelchair, pushed it and followed behind the national teacher.
Ni Yu carried the chessboard on his back.
Nie Zhangqing was holding a butcher knife, and when he saw Nie Shuang trying to follow him, he glared at him.
"Run twenty laps around the island in half an hour. If you fail to complete it, you will be punished by doing horse stance for two hours."
Nie Shuang's face turned pale instantly.
Nie Zhangqing...you have changed!
Ni Yu patted Nie Shuang's shoulder with sympathy, then followed Lu Fan happily.
There is a gentle breeze by the lake.
Lu Changkong sat cross-legged under a large chrysanthemum. His mind was calm and the spiritual energy in his body surged rapidly.
He felt that the big chrysanthemum was emitting a wisp of spiritual energy.
He calmed his mind and tried to capture the spiritual energy being breathed in and out of the big chrysanthemum, to "take the air from the chrysanthemum's mouth."
Suddenly.
Lu Changkong suddenly opened his eyes.
The energy and blood in his body exploded in succession.
There was a loud explosion in the void, and he performed a set of "Earth Evolution Sutra" on the spot, and misty heat rose from his whole body.
And he locked onto the wisp of spiritual energy on the big chrysanthemum and pulled it towards the Qi Dan.
His face flushed and he put all his strength into it, as if he was playing tug-of-war with the big chrysanthemum.
However, the spiritual energy absorbed and exhaled by the big chrysanthemum seemed to weigh more than a thousand pounds, and no matter how hard Lu Changkong tried, he could not move at all.
Lu Fan, who had just left the pavilion, sensed Lu Changkong's condition and was slightly surprised.
I didn't expect that my father had such a talent for cultivation.
Unfortunately, the "Earth Evolution Sutra" that has not been deduced by the "Wanfa Honglu" is still unable to breathe in and out spiritual energy.
Ning Zhao pushed the wheelchair.
Lu Fan sat in a wheelchair, slowly reciting the "Ksitigarbha Sutra" derived from the "Diyan Sutra".
My heart was moved.
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
Relying on his own extremely strong soul strength, he could transmit sound through the air.
Every word reached Lu Changkong's ears across several miles.
Lu Changkong's body shook.
He looked towards the pavilion in disbelief.
While being horrified at Lu Fan's methods, he also calmed his mind and moved his spiritual energy according to the description of the technique in the Ksitigarbha Sutra.
As it runs.
His Qi Dan suddenly emitted an extremely strong suction force.
He drew out the spiritual energy that was inhaled and exhaled by the big chrysanthemum, flowed through his limbs and bones, cleansed the filth in his body, and poured into the Qi Dan.
Lu Changkong showed joy on his face and sat cross-legged on the ground.
The clothes on my body slowly settled down without wind.
Successfully entered the second stage of Qidan realm.
"Test: Lu Changkong (identity: Lord of Beiluo City) has successfully reached the second stage of Qidan Realm and can receive 1 strand of spiritual energy as commission. Do you want to receive the commission?"
A system prompt suddenly popped up, causing Lu Fan's mouth to slightly rise.
The [Wanfa Honglu] is constructed by the [Preaching Platform], and the "Jizo Sutra" is derived from the [Wanfa Honglu] and is related to the [Preaching Platform].
Once it comes to the practitioners of the [Preaching Platform], Lu Fan can get a commission from the spiritual energy they have cultivated.
Therefore, when Lu Changkong entered the second stage of Qidan Realm, Lu Fan was also able to generate a wisp of spiritual energy.
Without hesitation, choose commission.
In Lu Fan's spiritual energy column, the upper limit of spiritual energy storage has become 102 strands.
Suddenly, Lu Fan narrowed his eyes, thinking that the Wolongling Secret Realm was also constructed through the [Preaching Platform]. As long as the practitioners obtained spiritual energy in the secret realm, he would also be able to get corresponding commissions.
This suddenly made Lu Fan's heart beat fast and he felt excited.
Perhaps, the hundredth level of Qi Refining... is not that difficult.
When Lu Changkong entered the second stage of Qidan realm, his entire spirit and energy underwent a transformation.
The Imperial Master looked at Lu Changkong deeply, with surprise in his eyes.
However, he didn't say anything.
Instead, he smiled and said to Lu Fan: "I think this chrysanthemum is very good. Can Ping An give me one?"
In the wheelchair, Lu Fan lowered his head and rubbed his slender fingers, saying calmly: "No."
It was another very straightforward rejection.
The Imperial Master did not force it, but just glanced at Chaotianju with some envy.
Entering the island was a bit unpleasant, but leaving the island was very harmonious.
The group boarded the luxurious wooden boat.
We cruised on the lake, enjoying the green lake scenery, and soon returned to the dock of Beiluo Lake.
Lu Changkong helped the Imperial Master get off the boat.
Ning Zhao and Nie Zhangqing carried the wheelchair onto the blue bricks.
far away.
The sound of hooves gradually rose.
Accompanied by a burst of rapid donkey brays.
"Hmm~Hmm~"
On the bluestone path around the lake.
A shabby donkey cart slowly drove over, but no one took it seriously, thinking it was just people on the road in Beiluo City.
The donkey cart moved slowly and passed in front of the crowd. The young man in the cart, who was wearing a dark blue cloth robe, was simple and honest. He gave everyone a simple and honest smile.
suddenly.
The thin rope on the young man's pole broke, and the carrot hanging on it fell to the ground and rolled around.
Hot air suddenly burst out of the donkey's nostrils.
The donkey raised its front hooves and the whole cart almost tipped over.
The simple young man on the donkey cart fell to the ground with a look of fear on his face, letting out a scream.
Everyone looked at them in surprise, thinking that an accident had occurred.
The young man rolled over.
Suddenly, the whole person bounced up from the ground like a spring, turned into a fast-moving black shadow, and rushed straight towards the thin imperial teacher.
A pair of silver scissors slid out from the sleeve of the navy blue robe, emitting a cold and sharp light under the sunlight.
The soul-piercing scissors are invisible, and the blood-slaying is traceless! The simple and honest look on the young man's face disappeared.
What replaced it... was the confidence and ruthlessness of being the second best assassin in the world.
Assassin's Creed: Take advantage of the target's unpreparedness and kill with one strike.
The atmosphere suddenly became sharp and solemn.
(End of this chapter)