Building The Ultimate Fantasy

Two flicks.

Yu Wenxiu and Xiang Shaoyun were instantly stunned.

What kind of people are they?

The Son of Heaven of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the prefect of Xijun... His status is distinguished, it can be said that he is above ten thousand people.

As a result, at this very moment, he was actually shot.

Lu Fan was floating in the air, and the aura around him was constantly lingering, covering his face and figure, making him more ethereal and unpredictable.

"Your Excellency... what do you mean?"

Yu Wenxiu frowned but did not speak yet.

Xiang Shaoyun had already suppressed his anger.

"Don't you want immortal fate? The deity will give you immortal fate..."

Lu Fan said lightly.

"Since you don't want to let the deity optimize and modify the cultivation methods, the deity does not force it. In the future, don't regret it and just beg the great immortal."

"The fairy fate has been bestowed, believe it or not, it's up to you."

"Aura revives, the fairy world returns, and the entire continent will undergo earth-shaking changes. It is a blessing that you have cultivated for three lives to obtain this fairy fate. If you don't cherish it, it will be really sad and deplorable."

Lu Fan said with aura lingering all over his body.

His voice was a bit ethereal, like a fairy whispering in the nine heavens.

"Leave. Since you are the chosen ones, I will give you another chance. Three days later, you will have another chance to enter the Immortal Realm."

"Ridiculous, ridiculous..."

The next moment, Lu Fan flicked his sleeves.

The aura seemed to have turned into a hurricane.

Yu Wenxiu and Xiang Shaoyun still wanted to say something.

However, their bodies condensed by spiritual energy were directly smashed to pieces, and they withdrew from the preaching platform.

In Nuo Da's fairy pavilions, only the pork shop owner in the distance, Nie Changqing, remained.

Lu Fan floated in the dense aura and looked at Nie Zhangqing.

The gaze speaks volumes.

"Can you go too?"

Lu Fan said indifferently.

Nie Zhangqing took a deep breath. Although everything in front of him was too unreal, his intuition told him that maybe... all this was not a dream.

"In the world... are there really immortals?"

Nie Changqing asked.

Lu Fan didn't answer right away, but just glanced at Nie Zhangqing.

"There are no immortals in this world."

"I come, so there are immortals."

The plain words made Nie Zhangqing tremble violently, as if he had suffered some huge stimulus.

Slowly close your eyes.

After about three breaths, Nie Zhangqing opened his eyes.

He looked at Lu Fan stubbornly and firmly.

"I...don't believe in immortals."

Nie Zhangqing said to Lu Fan.

Lu Fan looked unmoved, "Believe it or not, the immortals are there."

Nie Zhangqing laughed, "However, although I don't believe it, but... I can give you my practice method."

He smiled, a look of sadness appeared in his eyes.

"Anyway, for me, the so-called practice method...is no longer useful."

"Now I'm just a pig butcher."

Nie Changqing said bitterly.

Lu Fan sat on the end of the floating spiritual energy, his face was calm and indifferent, maybe Nie Zhangqing had a story, but he had no wine.

He didn't want to hear stories either.

"The content of the practice method, you read it, and I listen to it."

Lu Fan said lightly.

Nie Zhangqing's eyes showed nostalgia, and he began to slowly recite the formula of the blood transfer technique, as well as... the knife technique.

As he uttered words, words with condensed spiritual energy jumped out of his mouth like a river,

Neatly arranged between the sky and the earth.

Nie Changqing paused for a moment when he was startled, but he calmed down and continued to chant.

After a long time, Nie Zhangqing finished speaking.

And above the sky, there are thousands of words of chapters.

"Cultivation method "Taozong Moves Blood Technique"."

"Sword technique "Sword Expansion Jue"."

Lu Fan was a little surprised, he didn't expect this ordinary pig butcher to have a special identity.

People of Taoism.

Lu Fan narrowed his eyes.

In addition to the Great Zhou court and the vassal forces of the major separatist regimes, there are also many martial arts forces in the Wuhuang Continent.

In the martial arts, there are sects and schools of thought.

Daozong, one of the hundred schools of thought, is full of mystery.

In addition to Taoism, there are Confucianism, Mohism, Military School, Sword School, Yin Yang School, Tianji School, etc...

Of course, a hundred schools of thought does not mean that there must be one hundred forces, but a generalization.

Today's national teacher of the Great Zhou Dynasty, that is, the teacher of the Great Zhou Emperor Yu Wenxiu, came from one of the hundred schools of Confucianism.

Daoist disciple...reduced to a pig killer?

Hiding identity, or something else?

Lu Fan was curious about Nie Zhangqing for a moment.

"Cultivating exercises is useless to me. I'm already a useless person. If you want to practice Dharma, you immortal, then take it."

Nie Changqing waved his hand, and then, a little lazy and bored, said, "Can I go? There are still twelve pigs waiting for me to slaughter."

Lu Fan was floating among the vertical and horizontal auras, faintly visible in the fairy pavilions and pavilions.

"Don't worry..."

"This kind of low-level cultivation method that doesn't even know how to use spiritual energy, it won't take much time to modify it."

Lu Fan said.

The voice is ethereal and unfathomable.

Nie Shaoqing froze when she heard the words, this is the practice method of Taoism, the top method in the world, why is it not popular? !

"Activate [Preaching Platform] permission... Modify the practice method "Taozong Blood Moving Technique" and "Sword Expansion Jue"."

Lu Fan called silently in his heart.

The next moment, in front of Lu Fan's eyes, gossip characters floated in front of his eyes, arranged in a neat square.

In Lu Fan's eyes, these characters were like keys on a keyboard, neatly stacked and combined in front of him.

He rubbed his palms.

The corner of Lu Fan's mouth twitched slightly, and then, he stretched out his palms and hung them over the characters. His ten fingers began to dance, and the balls of his fingers collided with the characters, sending out waves of ripples, graceful like elves, as if they were playing a joyous song.

Nie Zhangqing raised his head and looked at the celestial being who was shrouded in mist and flailing his fingers like a convulsion, speechless for a while.

This guy... I'm afraid he is a fool.

Qian, Dui, Li, Zhen, Xun, Kan, Gen, Kun... Each rune has a special meaning, and the corresponding runes, through different permutations and combinations, like the writing of codes, can be constructed according to the established program of meaning.

[Preaching platform] can optimize exercises, create treasures, etc... Although these functions exist, they need to be developed by Lu Fan.

In Lu Fan's perception, [Preaching Platform] can be regarded as a fantasy version of the programming program.

"Congratulations to the host for completing the creation of the spell modifier [Wanfa Oven (LV1)], and received 5 attribute points as a transformation reward."

Just when Lu Fan finished writing the small program for modifying the spell.

The prompt text of the system popped up immediately.

Lu Fan was taken aback for a moment, and then he was ecstatic.

Hidden mission?

I accidentally got a reward of 5 attribute points...

5 attribute points are equivalent to 50 wisps of aura!

Great harvest!

A heartbeat.

The system panel pops up.

Host: Lu Fan

Title: Qi Refiner (Permanent)

Number of gas refining layers: 1 (2nd layer progress: 10/100 wisps)

Soul strength: 1.5

Physical strength: 0.5

Aura: 6 wisps

Transformation reward: "Chuang Xuan Qi Refining Chapter"

World Rating: Five Phoenix Continent [low martial arts]

Permissions: [Task], [Apostle Platform], [Aura Delivery]

Branch authority: [Wanfa Oven (LV1)]

Disposable attribute points: 5

Sure enough, there was an extra branch permission in the system panel.

"The Wanfa oven is still...LV1? It seems that the Wanfa oven is also divided into levels."

Lu Fan smiled.

Inside the pulpit.

Lu Fan's mind fell on the branch authority, the next moment.

It was as if there was a roaring sound resounding through the avenue.

The whole pulpit trembled.

Nie Changqing was terrified when he heard the sound of the Great Dao.

Lu Fan didn't know when a small stove the size of a palm appeared in his hand.

Facing Nie Changqing's horrified gaze, Lu Fan was very calm, as if he was used to big scenes, and he seemed to be operating the oven normally.

Keeping the elegance and mystery of the fairy.

Like an angry orchid, the little finger lifted the lid of the [Wanfa Oven], and after that, the chapters of the practice method floating in the air, each word seemed to come alive, and they all jumped into the oven spontaneously Inside.

"Would you like to consume 5 wisps of spiritual energy to revise "Taozong Blood Transfer Technique" and "Sword Expansion Jue"?"

A line of prompt text jumps out.

Lu Fan's face froze, and it hurt to breathe.

Just modify a skill?

Just need 5 wisps of spiritual energy?

He was slaughtered like a pig!

Lu Fan's heart was bleeding, but he couldn't help it. He pretended so hard that he had to put on the act with tears in his eyes.

"change!"

Lu Fan gritted his teeth.

Sure enough, in the aura bar, 5 wisps of aura were taken away, leaving only one poor wisp hanging there alone.

And the Wanfa oven in the palm also started to run at high speed.

"The modification is complete. The exercise "Daozong Yunlingshu" and the combat method "Royal Sword Jue" have been deduced successfully, and the rank is: Huang rank top grade."

under.

Nie Zhangqing took a deep breath. The sound of the Great Dao just now made the blood in his body that had been silent for many years boil up, and he was a little horrified by an irresistible terrifying majesty.

Could it be...there are immortals in the world? !

suddenly.

In the void, Lu Fan opened his eyes, stepping on the misty mist and auspicious clouds, with a fairy air.

"The practice method has been modified for you, take it."

Lu Fan held the stove with one hand and put the other behind his back, and said calmly.

Words fell.

He flicked his sleeves violently.

Nie Zhangqing felt as if something strange had penetrated into his mind, and the picture in front of his eyes began to become blurred.

The body with condensed spiritual energy suddenly shattered into pieces.