Building The Ultimate Fantasy

Chapter 26: Withered Blood Resurrected, Grandmaster of the Six Rings (please collect, please recommend

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After taking a sip of porridge, Lu Fan took the white cloth from Ning Zhao.

What was recorded on the cloth was Lu Changkong's blood-moving technique.

Lu Fan glanced at it, and silently compared the "Taozong's blood-moving technique" in his heart. Compared with the two, the blood-moving technique recorded by Lu Changkong seemed to be stronger.

This surprised Lu Fan a little.

Putting away the cloth, Lu Fan planned to conduct a unified deduction when he finished collecting the remaining four blood-moving techniques.

"Has dad entered the capital? Entering the capital at such a sensitive juncture, aren't you afraid that Tantaixuan's Beijun army will make a comeback?"

Lu Fan took a mouthful of the side dish, and the sour taste of the side dish permeated his mouth. It was sour and sweet, but it was such a side dish that was more suitable for porridge.

"Young master, you don't need to worry. The master has already received the information. After the North County army failed to attack the city, he went to join the West County army. He wanted to use the Drunken Dragon Guard City in the west as a breakthrough."

Ning Zhao said.

Lu Fan nodded, although he didn't know much about the general situation in the world.

However, since Lu Changkong was able to leave Beiluo City with peace of mind, he was obviously sure of the situation.

Of course, Lu Fan always felt a little untrustworthy about Lu Changkong's grasp, and the situation of the battle to defend the city was still vivid in his mind.

My father seems unreliable.

Of course, even if a large army comes, it is impossible to break through Beiluo City in a short time. After all, the three major families in Beiluo City have already been watched closely by Lu Changkong's troops, even if there is a strong swordsman sitting in the family. , and dare not act rashly.

And in the absence of internal support, it is not easy to break a city.

"Go out to bask in the sun, sister Ning, go and see if the people from the three great families have sent the land deed."

Lu Fan stretched lazily after breakfast, and said.

"Here."

Ning Zhao nodded and left the room.

"Yiyue, go find the best craftsman in the city, re-customize the wheelchair according to the size of this chess box, and make two hidden spaces next to the wheelchair." Lu Fan said to Yiyue.

Yi Yue glanced curiously at the two chess boxes in Lu Fan's hands, which contained two kinds of "black and white" chess pieces.

After thinking about it, Lu Fan waved to Yi Yue again, and when Yi Yue approached, Lu Fan whispered something in Yi Yue's ear, Yi Yue's expression became serious, and after she understood, she left quickly.

"Xiao Ni, memorize the chessboard well."

After Yiyue left, Lu Fan laughed and handed the spiritual pressure chessboard directly to Ni Yu.

Ni Yu took it, tied it with a rope, and carried it behind her back. The chessboard almost reached her ankles, which looked rather clumsy and funny.

"Young master... do you want to play chess?"

Ni Yu's big eyes flickered with curiosity.

"Yes, will you go down?"

"Come to a game?"

Lu Fan's eyes lit up, and he glanced at Ni Yu.

"Let's go, let's go to the yard."

Lu Fan laughed.

Ni Yu pushed Lu Fan out of the room with the chessboard on his back.

far away.

Nie Zhangqing had his hands behind his back and a butcher's knife pinned to his waist. Behind him was Nie Shuang, who was covered in sweat.

The two walked across the curved stone bridge in the garden and came to Lu Fan's yard.

"Young Master Lu."

Nie Changqing bowed slightly.

In the yard, Lu Fan and Ni Yu were playing chess.

Lu Fan held the white piece, with his index and middle fingers pressing down on the piece, and it landed gracefully.

Hearing Nie Changqing's greeting, Lu Fan waved his hand.

"Old Nie, you and Sister Ning can just call me son..."

"Can you play chess? Wait until the young master kills this little girl, and you and I will fight again."

Lu Fan chuckled.

Nie Zhangqing was slightly taken aback, and a smile appeared on his face.

"I haven't played chess for many years. Maybe my level has dropped a little. Don't blame me, my lord."

Afterwards, Nie Changqing turned to look at Nie Shuang, his expression gradually became serious.

"Shuang'er, put on your horse's stance for an hour."

Nie Zhangqing is very strict.

Nie Shuang pursed his lips, did not refute, and withdrew his curiosity about the chess game, and stood still.

In fact, early in the morning, he was pulled up by Nie Zhangqing and ran around the garden ten times. Although he was a little tired physically and mentally, since he wanted to practice martial arts, hard work was inevitable.

No warrior can do it overnight.

While Nie Shuang was striding the horse, Nie Changqing walked up to Lu Fan and Ni Yu who were playing chess with their hands behind their backs.

Lu Fan, Lu Ping'an, the young masters of Beiluo City, great talents handpicked by the National Teacher.

Known to be talented, his chess skills must be extraordinary.

Chess can be used for self-cultivation and self-cultivation. Daoist warriors, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, not to mention proficient in everything, but they all have to be dabbled in.

Nie Changqing's eyes fell on the chessboard.

Um

As soon as his eyes fell on the chessboard, Nie Zhangqing only felt a burst of brilliance flashing past his eyes.

It was as if the chessboard was glowing.

Just the chessboard alone gave him a sense of breathlessness.

This chessboard, these chess pieces... so miraculous!

Exclaiming in his heart, he moved his eyes and watched the chess game.

Nie Changqing's face was full of eagerness and anticipation...

But look, look...

The smile on his face started to fade away.

He glanced at Lu Fan, who had a serious and serious face, and then glanced at Ni Yu, who was propping up his plump chin...

Both of them were thinking seriously, thinking about the chess moves.

Nie Changqing twitched the corners of his mouth, his cheeks twitching.

I thought it was a national-level confrontation, but it turned out to be...

Vegetable chickens peck each other.

These four words are really suitable to describe Lu Fan and Ni Yu's chess skills.

With his level, at first glance, the chessboard is full of loopholes.

Lu Fan picked up the chess pieces, very serious, as if he was engaged in a great battle.

Nie Zhangqing looked at it for a while, then couldn't bear to look directly at him and turned his face away.

Snapped!

There was a silent fight on the chessboard.

Ni Yu dropped the egg with a thud, and a large piece of sunspot was eaten in Lu Fan's elongated face.

Lu Fan leaned on the wheelchair with a dark face.

Ni Yu pursed her lips, her eyes were crescent-shaped, and she was pointing her finger on the chessboard.

"ah… "

"Xiao Ni beat the second son by luck."

Ni Yu stood up, her face full of cheers.

"If you win, you'll go on a stride. You still chanted the slogan of practicing hard yesterday... Your training volume will be doubled according to Xiao Nie's training volume. Go quickly."

Lu Fan glanced at Ni Yu, smiled gently, and said.

Ni Yu's face froze, and the tender flesh on his face couldn't help shaking.

Son... Is your mind as big as a sesame seed? !

"Old Nie, come here...you and I have a game?"

Lu Fan ignored Ni Yu, and turned his head to look at Nie Zhangqing with bright eyes.

"Grand... son... forget it? Changqing's chess skills... are not very good."

Nie Zhangqing looked a little hesitant.

"Don't be afraid of losing, come here."

Lu Fan's eyes became brighter, and he had already started to put the chess pieces on the chessboard into the chess box one by one.

Nie Zhangqing's face was very troubled. He sat opposite Lu Fan, picked up a chess piece as if he was constipated, and dropped it.

outside the garden.

Ning Zhao walked in.

"Young master, Chen Beixun's eldest son is asking to see you."

Lu Fan was holding his hand, frowned slightly, said "Oh" and continued to think about the chess game.

Ning Zhao hesitated for a moment, then continued: "Chen Shizi brought the land deeds of Liu and Zhu, and four thousand taels of silver to pay a visit."

Lu Fan frowned.

"Have you agreed?"

The corner of his mouth twitched slightly, and there was no reason for Liu and Zhu to disagree.

"It came quite quickly. As soon as my father left, Chen Beixun came. It seems... this land deed may be a bit hot."

He put the chess pieces back into the chess box. Thinking of the title deed of Zuichen Pavilion, he had no intention of playing chess, so he looked at Nie Changqing with some regret.

"Old Nie, what a pity, let's move on to another day."

Lu Fan said regretfully.

Nie Changqing let out a long breath in his heart.

"Sister Ning, let them in."

Lu Fan propped his chin with one hand, put the other on the thin woolen blanket on his knees, and said.

Ning Zhao nodded, then turned and left.

Lu Fan, on the other hand, looked at Nie Zhangqing, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"We can't play chess anymore, let's talk about something serious, old Nie, didn't you say yesterday that you want to learn 'Reiatsu', but you still need an opportunity to learn 'Reiatsu'... Now, I will give you this opportunity."

Lu Fan leaned on the wheelchair and said to Nie Changqing.

Nie Changqing was taken aback.

Lu Fan stretched out his hand. He originally wanted to hold Nie Zhangqing's hand like passing spiritual energy to Ning Zhao.

But I thought of Nie Zhangqing, a rough guy, and his rough palms for killing pigs.

The corner of his mouth twitched.

Or choose another way.

"Old Nie, put it on."

Lu Fan pointed to the wheelchair.

Nie Zhangqing was puzzled, but still sat cross-legged in front of the wheelchair according to Lu Fan's instructions.

Lu Fan's face was serious.

Around his body, light blue aura began to flow.

One strand, two strands, three strands...

Dense auras criss-crossed around his body.

The hair is floating, and the eyes are bright.

Lu Fan raised his hand, and gently stroked Nie Zhangqing's head with a fairy air.

"Activate permission [Aura delivery]."

"Target...Nie Zhangqing."

A heartbeat.

Nie Zhangqing suddenly felt a tremor all over his body, and a wave of heat instantly penetrated into Tianling Gai and spread all over his body.

The originally dry and dilapidated Qi and blood in the body.

Under the catalysis of this heat flow, he suddenly recovered.

It starts to boil, it starts to explode.

Bang bang bang!

Nie Zhangqing sat cross-legged on the ground, his eyes were like torches, and his hair was flying upside down.

In his body, there were abnormal noises again and again, as if the shackles were broken, like a sleeping lion waking up.

Six consecutive beeps, the leaves in the trembling courtyard fell.

Just at this time.

Ning Zhao gracefully led Chen Beixun, as well as the eldest sons of Liu and Zhu, into the courtyard.

Just entered.

In their ears, the abnormal sound of Qi and blood that can only be erupted by a master martial artist echoed, making them tremble all over.

There was a strange noise in my ears, like thunder!

PS: It's a new day, there is no ticket~

(end of this chapter)