"Congratulations to the host for completing [Submission 3] and gaining 5 points of disposable attributes."
"Task evaluation: Class A (qualified)."
The moment Nie Zhangqing kowtowed, a system notification popped up in front of Lu Fan's eyes.
Lu Fan's heart moved slightly.
The task evaluation this time is actually A-class!
This made Lu Fan feel a pleasant surprise, and rewarded him with 5 disposable attribute points. With this attribute point, Lu Fan could step into the 2nd layer of Qi Refining.
Lu Fan had mixed feelings in his heart, finally he could upgrade...
It's really not easy.
It's the first upgrade, and I have a little expectation in my heart.
The rain stopped, and the rainstorm came and went quickly.
The clouds were blown away by the wind.
The bright and clear moon hanging in the sky like a jasper disc was revealed.
The moonlight shines like a layer of veil.
Nie Zhangqing knelt on the ground and kowtowed, his forehead was soaked with water.
He thought for a long time before making the decision to follow Lu Fan.
Because the decision is tough.
Not only because of the arrogance of being the tenth Taoist sect.
It was also for the safety of Lu Fan and Nie Shuang.
He, Nie Zhangqing, was an abandoned disciple of Taoist sect and was hunted down by Taoist sect.
Once he followed, Lu Fan would be implicated.
However, Lu Fan ordered Han Lianxiao to be killed without hesitation, and Nie Zhangqing knew that his worries were unnecessary.
From the time Han Lianxiao died, Lu Fan was probably ready to bear Daozong's wrath.
So... Nie Zhangqing finally chose to follow.
The skill that Lu Fan showed just now belongs to the "Reiatsu" of a practitioner, and he... wants to learn it.
Beside Nie Changqing, Nie Shuang also knelt stubbornly.
He imitated Nie Changqing's movements and also kowtowed.
The childish voice said "me too".
Pooh.
Ni Yu, who was holding the handle of the umbrella with both hands, couldn't help but burst out laughing.
Lu Fan recovered from the system prompt and couldn't help laughing when he saw Nie Shuang's behavior.
"Okay, get up."
"Follow and buy one get one free, I've made money."
Lu Fan chuckled.
Nie Zhangqing pulled Nie Shuang to stand up from the ground.
"From today onwards, you will follow me. I just need a coachman. You can be my coachman for a while, and teach Xiao Ni how to practice martial arts."
Lu Fan said.
In the past, Lu Fan had inconvenient legs and feet, so he could use a wheelchair for short-distance journeys, but for long-distance travel, he had to use a horse-drawn carriage.
"Here."
Nie Changqing cupped his hands.
"Xiao Ni... you also practice martial arts with Xiao Ni."
Lu Fan glanced at Nie Shuang who was being led by Nie Changqing, smiled and said.
"Let's see who among you becomes a second-rate warrior first, the master will reward you heavily."
Lu Fan leaned on the wheelchair, tapped his finger on the handle, and said.
Ni Yu's eyes lit up while holding the umbrella.
Nie Shuang also raised her head abruptly, pursing her lips.
"My lord! Xiao Ni will definitely live up to your expectations!"
Ni Yu's chubby little face was flushed with excitement, and his fighting spirit was high.
Then, holding the umbrella handle tightly, he gave Nie Shuang a provocative look.
Nie Shuang didn't talk much, just clenched his fists, everything was kept silent.
Nie Zhangqing fondled Nie Shuang's head.
"Okay, it's getting late, young master is a bit tired..."
Lu Fan propped his chin with one hand, pinched the bridge of his nose with the other, and said lazily.
"Yiyue, dispose of the corpse."
"Sister Ning, push me back home." Lu Fan said.
"Old Nie, you can bring Xiao Nie to live at the mansion."
Nie Changqing pursed his thick lips slightly.
He actually had a lot of confusion to ask Lu Fan.
When he got the practice method, he ran it according to the method of moving blood, but it didn't work, so he thought that the so-called fairy fate was fake.
As for the "Royal Sword Jue", to use the sword...to kill the enemy several miles away, in his opinion, it is even more impossible.
However, after seeing Lu Fan perform spiritual pressure, he suddenly believed it.
Lu Fan said that he was missing an important opportunity, and he was curious what this opportunity was.
"Young master... the master asked us to go to the Chen family to collect a piece of land to pay the rent, don't you want to go?"
Ni Yu, who was beside Qiqiao with a blushing face, seemed to have remembered something and asked.
This reminder made Lu Fan stunned, remembering the purpose of going out today.
"Okay, let's go to the Chen family on the way."
Lu Fan rubbed his eyebrows, nodded and said.
This land is very important to Lu Fan, he needs this land to build his own detached force.
And this land will become the starting point for him to create a fantasy world.
"Old Nie, go back and clean up, come to the Lu Mansion to report tomorrow?"
Lu Fan glanced at Nie Changqing, who was soaked and covered in wounds, and his clothes were still dripping, and asked.
"No need to pack, Shuang'er and I don't have any luggage, just follow the young master."
Nie Zhangqing held Nie Shuang and bowed his head respectfully, said.
"good."
"Sister Ning, give him a bottle of golden sore medicine."
Lu Fan nodded and said to Ning Zhao, and then stopped talking.
Ning Zhao took out a small bottle of golden sore medicine and threw it to Nie Zhangqing, then pushed the wheelchair to the narrow alley.
Ni Yu held an umbrella and followed step by step.
Lu Fan glanced at her, rubbed her head with a smile, "The rain has stopped, no need to cover it."
Nie Zhangqing picked up the basket, put away all the pork, and led Nie Shuang to follow Lu Fan slowly.
Yi Yue waited for the figures of Lu Fan and his party to disappear at the entrance of the alley, and then her eyes shifted sideways and landed on Han Lianxiao's body.
Her emotions are a little complicated.
Daozong Ninth Han Lianxiao almost killed her with one move.
However, this kind of existence is like an ant, lying on the ground under the pressure of the young master, unable to move.
The young master is so strong.
She must become as strong as the young master, so that she can protect the young master and be valued.
Yi Yue raised her head, looking at the jade-like moon, her eyes gradually became firm.
After that, she whipped the whip in her hand, rolled up Han Lianxiao's corpse and the corpses of two first-class warriors in the distance, and walked out of the alley.
There was only a pool of blood on the ground.
The strong smell of blood still lingers in the air.
…
Lu Mansion.
In the study.
The candle flickered.
It rained heavily outside the window all night, and at this moment, only the accumulated water on the vermilion carved window eaves was dripping continuously.
On the chopping board table, Lu Changkong held a writing brush, stroked his sleeve with one hand, and wrote on a brocade scroll as the pen fell like the wind.
Soon, the writing was finished.
"Old Luo."
After drying the ink stains, Lu Changkong shouted towards the door.
The carved wooden door opened.
Wearing dark armor, Luo Yue stepped into the study with his sword pressed down.
"You take this letter and rush into the imperial capital, tell your majesty, I will set off tomorrow, and personally escort the captured martial arts master to the capital."
Lu Changkong said.
"Be sure to hand over the letter to His Majesty."
Luo Yue took the letter and solemnly clenched his fists.
"In the end, I will definitely live up to the city lord's expectations."
Lu Changkong smiled, "This world is going to be chaotic... These martial arts masters have always obeyed the orders of the national teacher, but now they surrender to the enemy at a critical moment."
"If it wasn't for Ningzhao, Beiluo City would have fallen, and Tantaixuan's army would have already attacked Huanglong and arrived at the imperial capital."
Luo Yue remained silent. As Lu Changkong's trusted general, he was well aware of the seriousness of this matter.
"Back then, the national teacher wore a feather fan and a Confucian shirt, and walked the martial arts rivers and lakes, overwhelming the major martial arts sects. .”
Lu Changkong said with emotion.
Luo Yue also took a breath, and said coldly: "These people don't have a long memory!"
"The times are different. When the first emperor passed away, the era of the national teacher passed away..." Lu Changkong was silent for a while, and sighed faintly.
"Go."
Lu Changkong waved his hand.
Let Luo Yue leave.
Luo Yue clasped his fists, left the room, put on his helmet, and left immediately, ordering his horses to be prepared.
Lu Changkong was wearing a Confucian shirt, with his hands behind his back, standing in front of the vermilion carved window.
Looking at the moonlight outside the window.
"Old Huang, how is Fan'er?"
Lu Changkong suddenly spoke.
I don't know when.
A group of dark shadows appeared silently in the room.
A hunched figure, still dripping with rainwater, cupped his hands towards Lu Changkong who was standing in front of the window, and said, "During the heavy rain tonight, my son killed a Taoist sect and walked."
"Oh? Daozong walking?"
"Which one?"
Lu Changkong said slightly surprised with his hands behind his back.
"A 'Chao Shui Ballad', Han Lianxiao, the Ninth Daoist Sect." The hunchbacked figure said hoarsely.
"The ninth Taoist is the five-ring master who likes to play flute?"
Lu Changkong raised his eyebrows.
"How did you kill it?"
Lu Changkong was a little curious. With Ning Zhao's strength, he might not be able to kill Grandmaster Wu Xiang.
The hunched figure was silent, he didn't know how to describe that scene.
Because of the distance, he couldn't see clearly.
Could it be that he was going to say that the flute master, lying on the ground in front of Lu Fan in a stupid way, was stabbed to death by Ning Zhao's sword
so weird...
"Forget it, kill it, kill it. The one in Dijing started to exert his strength. Daozong didn't dare to move around for a short time, and continued to protect the young master... Although Ning Zhao has become a master, but... he is too young after all."
Seeing that Lao Huang couldn't speak, Lu Changkong waved his hand and said.
"As ordered."
The rickety figure bowed.
Afterwards, it shattered and disappeared into the room like foam that had been dispersed.
Lu Changkong, who was standing in front of the window, narrowed his eyes.
He raised his hand.
In the palm of his hand, light blue brilliance flowed, and that ray of aura actually floated up and down in his palm at will.
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