"Take Daozong..."
Lu Fan's words were very flat, as if it was going to rain and asked Nie Zhangqing to go home and pack his clothes.
Nie Changqing's body, sitting cross-legged on the futon, froze slightly.
Daozong... Did he touch the young master's narrow-mindedness somewhere
Among the hundreds of schools of thought, Daozong was extremely powerful, and it was also one of the first hundred schools that Lu Fan came into contact with.
Nie Changqing was originally an abandoned disciple of the Taoist sect, and Han Lianxiao was sent by the Taoist sect to kill Nie Changqing and take Nie Shuang away, but Lu Fan's carelessness disturbed him.
Nie Zhangqing once thought that with Han Lianxiao's death, many powerful people from the Taoist sect might appear in Beiluo City to avenge Han Lianxiao.
However, Nie Changqing guessed wrong.
Daozong was indifferent, Han Lianxiao's death was like an autumn leaf sinking to the bottom of a pond without ripples.
"Young master... are you serious?"
Suppressing the horror in his heart, Nie Zhangqing couldn't help asking.
Lu Fan was leaning on the wheelchair, the light of the morning sun flickered behind him, dazzling and eye-catching, with a faint purple awn.
"Looks like I'm joking?"
"Anyway, you have to break into Daozong to save your wife. By the way, it's not a loss to accept Daozong..."
Rolling up his sleeves, Lu Fan dropped the white chess piece on the spiritual pressure board, and said.
It was really Lu Fan's whim to incorporate Daozong.
Lu Fan had been in a misunderstanding all along.
In fact, there is a more convenient shortcut to build Bai Yujing into a detached force above all other schools of thought.
By pointing out the surface, by recruiting three or two hundred forces to achieve the purpose of deterring hundreds of schools, while maintaining Bai Yujing's mystery, show Bai Yujing's strength, and thus become a detached force.
Lu Fan always thought of himself as a kind person.
Therefore, he asked Lao Nie to find out first. If Daozong can agree to be incorporated like Tianji, then everyone will be happy.
If he didn't want to, Lu Fan would have been kind anyway.
Nie Changqing's mouth was dry.
Incorporating Tianji Family, and now Daozong...
Nie Zhangqing seemed to have seen Lu Fan's huge ambitions. While his mouth was dry, he was also a little excited.
"What? Don't you dare?"
Lu Fan glanced at Nie Zhangqing and raised his eyebrows.
"Your current strength has reached the eleventh level of qi pill, and after refining a ray of aura, the qi dan state will be complete, and you can try to attack the body storehouse."
Lu Fan's words lingered on the terrace.
Nie Changqing straightened his face and sat upright.
"Body Tibet is actually not easy to attack. Overlord, one man and one cavalry, rushes to kill thousands of troops. With great oppressive force, he wants to break through the shackles of the body. It is even a little bit short. Do you think you can break through the body without some pressure? "
Lu Fan asked back.
Nie Zhangqing was startled, the overlord charged and killed the ten thousand army with one man and one horse
"Don't take it too easy. Your current strength is really not worth mentioning. If you keep going, you will... be eliminated in the future."
Lu Fan said.
Nie Changqing clenched his fists.
"Fix your state and ask Ni Yu for three Qi Gathering Pills, just three, no more... Although the pill is good, you are different from Ni Yu. She can break through the realm with medicine, but you, Ningzhao, and Yi Yue and others are not allowed to do this."
"If anyone breaks the precepts, he will be punished severely."
Lu Fan tapped the wheelchair's handguard with his fingers, and said.
Nie Changqing looked serious and nodded solemnly.
Young Master... Is this giving up on Ni Yu
Nie Changqing turned his head, looked at Ni Yu who was pouted on the island, who was making alchemy in a foolish way, and pursed his lips.
"Go."
Lu Fan waved his hand.
Nie Changqing got up and went down to the Baiyujing Pavilion.
The wheelchair turned automatically. Leaning on the railing, Lu Fan looked at the morning sun on the lake, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.
He suddenly looked forward to the moment when Bai Yujing incorporated Baijia and became a detached force.
In fact, Bai Yujing is only one layer away from becoming a detached force, and the inclusion of Baijia is to break that layer.
On the island in the middle of the lake.
Mo Liuqi knelt quietly on the bluestone slab.
He had been kneeling all night, but Lu Fan ignored him.
Mo Liuqi did not give up.
He wants to worship Bai Yujing, he wants to learn how to cultivate immortals, he wants to become a real practitioner, and he wants... revenge.
suddenly.
Mo Liuqi was shocked.
He raised his head and looked expectantly at the Baiyujing Pavilion, which was hazy in the mist.
"Young master..."
Mo Liuqi clenched his fists.
"You have lost to the Overlord. Failure is not terrible. The fear is that you will not be able to get up after failure and be blinded by hatred."
Lu Fan's ethereal voice rang in Mo Liuqi's ears.
"Young master... what should I do?"
Mo Liuqi let go of his clenched fists, his palms were trembling, tears were streaming down his face at some point.
He saw with his own eyes that Azhu withered like a bloody mandala before his eyes.
He personally picked up Mo Yihen's broken half of the small face mask.
His taut heart was breaking down.
"My lord... you have great powers, can you save Ah Zhu and Facial Paralyzed Face, I would like to spend my whole life as a cow and a horse in exchange for their life's safety..."
Mo Liuqi knelt down on the ground, crying like a broken child.
island.
Nie Zhangqing, Ning Zhao and the others all looked over.
Seeing Mo Liuqi who was crying so heartbreakingly, he was slightly concentrating.
This kind of sad to the extreme truth can only be revealed when the loss of a loved one is lost.
"They're dead."
Lu Fan's ethereal voice lingered.
"People die and their souls go to hell, and it's hard to come back to life."
Lu Fan's words made Mo Liuqi's heart colder and colder.
"However, now that the aura is revived and the world has changed drastically, go out more and look for opportunities for immortal fate. In the future... it may be possible to reopen hell and return with your soul."
Startled, Mo Liuqi raised his head abruptly, his eyes bursting with hope.
"You work hard to become stronger. When you are strong enough to reopen hell, maybe... that's when you meet them again."
Lu Fan's voice was still faint.
But it was like a ray of nectar, bringing nourishment and hope to Mo Liuqi's dry and hopeless desert heart.
Mo Liuqi stood up and bowed deeply to Lu Fan.
Then, he turned around and left the island in the middle of the lake in a lone boat.
He wants to leave Beiluo City, he wants to travel across the continent, looking for immortality, he wants to become stronger, until the day he can restart the cycle of hell.
"You can go to the frontier, perhaps, hope is in a place full of despair."
On the attic.
Lu Fan took a sip of green plum wine, leaned on the railing, and reminded him.
Between clouds and mist and words.
Mo Liuqi's figure has gradually become hazy.
…
Beijun, not Zhoufeng.
Li Sansi slowly opened his eyes, the peak became extremely quiet, and the wind that blew seemed to have disappeared.
Li Sansi, who was dressed in blue on the bluestone, grabbed the wooden sword and turned his head vigilantly.
Suddenly, he was stunned.
Because, behind the blue stone, there was a young girl sitting quietly with her knees hugged.
The girl closed her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling slightly.
How could there be a girl with closed eyes on Buzhou Peak
Li Sansi jumped off the bluestone, still vigilantly looking around, in front of the dark cave, still covered with dry bones.
Facing the corpses all over the floor, the girl didn't have the slightest fear.
This girl... has a problem.
Faintly gave him a great terror.
Li Sansi's wooden sword resisted, and the aura in the Qi Dan circulated. He stared at the girl with closed eyes.
Suddenly a little stunned.
The young girl's skin is like fat jade, and her childish face is full of ignorance and ignorance of the world.
That kind of purity, like a small hammer, struck Li Sansi's chest, making his heart tremble slightly.
He couldn't help thinking of his sister Li Sansui.
Once upon a time, his younger sister Li Sansui was so innocent...
However, the purer you are, the easier it is to get hurt.
When the younger sister was heartbroken and changed her name to Mochou, there was no more pure Li Sansui in the world, only Taoist nun Li Mochou remained.
Li Sansi lowered his wooden sword, "Girl..."
The girl with closed eyes did not speak, but raised her finger and pointed to the wooden flute pinned to Li Sansi's waist.
Li Sansi was taken aback.
"Miss, do you want to listen to flute music?"
The girl nodded.
Li Sansi was a little embarrassed, he liked to play the tunes alone outside the Great Wall, because the tunes he played were not very pleasant.
He is not used to playing in front of people.
Li Sansi wanted to open his mouth to refuse, but the girl hugged her legs, squatted on the ground, and raised her immature face, which made Li Sansi's heart tremble, and suddenly she didn't want to refuse.
"If I don't play well, girl, please don't dislike me."
Li Sansi scratched the back of his head.
Afterwards, he jumped onto the bluestone again, sat cross-legged, put the wooden sword on his knees, pulled out the flute, touched the flute with his lips, a breath of air flowed into the flute, shuttled through the wooden flute, moved his fingers slightly, and played a melodious flute sound.
On Buzhou Peak, the sound of the flute is melodious, accompanied by the brilliance of the morning sun, it is somewhat elegant.
The Taoist in Tsing Yi played the music, and the immature girl listened to the music.
The picture is quite harmonious.
However…
If someone is not looking outside Zhou Feng at this moment.
You can find that there is no girl who listens to music.
Only a monster with the head of a man and the body of a snake emerged from the dark cave, hanging in front of Li Sansi, listening to the music with his eyes closed.
I don't know the true face of Lushan Mountain, just because I am in this mountain.
Li Sansi is in this state at the moment.
Just one song.
Li Sansi slowly opened his eyes and looked at the girl with a smile on his face.
The girl nodded slightly, raised her hand again, and pointed to the flute.
Li Sansi was startled, and after playing once, he seemed no longer ashamed, and played again.
The melodious sound of the flute made Li Sansi quite enjoy the feeling of having an audience.
With the lingering sound of his flute, the terrifying and oppressive indescribable terror pervading Buzhou Peak involuntarily dissipated.
"Girl, you're making a fool of yourself."
Li Sansi smiled.
He touched the back of his head and looked at the girl curiously.
"I'm Li Sansi, Muzi Li, think twice before acting, don't you know the girl's name?"
Li Sansi laughed.
The girl hugging her knees hesitated for a moment, her long eyelashes fluttered before she opened her mouth, her voice humming like a mosquito.
"Abba... call... me... Candle Dragon."
"Zhulong?"
Li San thought for a while, then nodded: "What an elegant name, the moonlight on the bamboo is like Linglong, much nicer than my sister's nasty name Mo Chou."
Li Sansi admired.
The girl was slightly confused, but she didn't open her mouth to refute.
The girl raised her hand and pointed to the flute. She likes to listen to the music.
"Let me take a break and play a few songs, my mouth feels dry."
Li Sansi smiled lightly, took a flagon from his waist, uncorked the cork, and took a few sips of wine, heartily.
The girl's eyelashes trembled, her nose twitched slightly, and she stretched out her show finger, pointing at the jug.
Li Sansi couldn't help but startled when he drank.
"Girl want to drink?"
"No no no..."
When the girl heard the refusal, she seemed a little unhappy. Her skin like fat jade was flushed red, and her eyelashes trembled slightly, as if she was about to open her eyes.
Li Sansi thought the girl was going to cry.
Just like when he was a child, he was most afraid of his sister crying, and when he cried, he was at a loss.
He was a little flustered for a while, and hurriedly handed the jug to the girl.
"Just one sip."
Li Sansi instructed earnestly.
The redness on the girl's face disappeared, and she took a sip from the jug... the wine in the jug was gone.
However, the girl pointed to the flute again.
Li Sansi couldn't laugh or cry, this girl... really weird.
He sits cross-legged on the blue stone, playing the flute in the light of the morning sun, and the sound of the flute is melodious.
While listening to the music, the girl patted the wine jug, trying to make some wine.
…
Beiluo.
Island in the middle of the lake.
Lu Fan, who was playing chess, suddenly froze.
As soon as his eyes changed, the lines danced faintly, and he saw the beautiful picture of Tsing Yi playing the flute on Buzhou Peak.
Lu Fan's lips trembled...
Li Sansi, you bastard!
His newly born Candle Dragon... Is this the rhythm of being kidnapped
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