Lu Fan's coquettish smile made Ning Zhao's pretty face slightly hot, and his chest heaved up and down involuntarily...
Much like love.
"Xiao Ni, close the door and hold it."
Lu Fan took a deep breath and told Ni Yu to close the door of the room.
Ni Yu responded, trotted to the door, closed it, dropped the bolt, and turned her back, her petite body pressing against the door panel.
Ning Zhao and another servant girl's expressions changed slightly, and Lu Fan asked Ni Yu to close the door. This abnormal behavior made them confused.
Lu Fan's eyes fell on Ning Zhao again, and his face gradually became serious.
The three maids felt an inexplicable pressure.
"Listen to my father, I can trust you." Lu Fan said, tapping the wheelchair's handguard with his fingers.
Seeing this, Ning Zhao's pretty face changed slightly, and she hurriedly put down the rolled rice paper, and said, "Master entrusted us with your daily life and safety, Ning Zhao, Yi Yue and Ni Yu are born as young masters. Death is the son's ghost!"
Ni Yuqiao, who was leaning against the door latch, blushed and looked serious.
Yiyue, the maidservant with a foxy face who wore a long whip around her waist, also kept nodding her head.
Lu Fan raised his eyebrows, but he didn't expect such a violent reaction from the other party.
He smiled and eased the atmosphere.
He remembered that the lives of the three maidservants were all picked up by Lu Changkong from the pile of dead people. They were raised from childhood, and there was no doubt about their loyalty.
"Don't be so serious, I just have some news that needs to be kept secret to tell you."
Lu Fan said.
After speaking, let out a breath, brewed a good mood, got rid of the wheelchair, and slowly stood up straight.
Ni Yu saw Lu Fan coquettishly moving his toes against the wind with his own eyes. He knew that Lu Fan's legs had recovered and he was quite calm.
Ning Zhao and Yi Yue were as shocked as Lu Changkong!
No, they were even more surprised than Lu Changkong, because they had been taking care of Lu Fan's daily life, and they didn't even know that Lu Fan's leg had improved.
Lu Fan stood up straight, his legs softened, and he sat on the wheelchair again.
Instead of walking in the house, he took off his delicate boots and tabi socks.
Showing the soles of his feet, he moved.
There is still a smile on his face.
Ni Yuqiao blushed, and here she is again, the young master's wicked taste!
"Young master... your leg, is it alright?"
Ning Zhao's chest rose and fell, and she pulled up her drooping hair bun, and there seemed to be waves in her eyes.
She was really happy for Lu Fan.
The leg problem troubled Lu Fan for a long time, and it almost became his demon.
There were many nights when Ning Zhao was outside the door, she could hear Lu Fan crying on the pillow wet with tears.
"The news must be kept secret. Except for my father, the three of you are the only ones who know this news."
Lu Fan smiled, putting on his shoes and socks again.
"Sister Ning, do you... know martial arts?"
Lu Fan's gaze fell on Ning Zhao, and he asked another question. Since Lu Changkong was able to let Ning Zhao protect his safety, it was obvious that Ning Zhao knew martial arts.
"Martial arts?"
Ning Zhao didn't expect Lu Fan to ask this, but she nodded anyway, she does know martial arts, and she's not weak.
"My lord, do you want to practice martial arts?" Ning Zhao asked back. After all, now that Lu Fan's leg condition has improved, it's not surprising that he wants to practice martial arts.
It's a pity that Lu Fan has already missed the best age for martial arts, so it's hard to become a master.
"How are martial arts levels divided?"
Lu Fan didn't answer, but continued to ask.
"The classification of martial arts in the Great Zhou Dynasty is very simple. Those who are not top-notch warriors are not counted. There are only three levels, second-rate, first-rate, and master."
Ning Zhao's red lips parted slightly, and said.
Lu Fan listened carefully.
He knew that Wuhuang Continent was a world of low martial arts, but each world of low martial arts had its own system.
"Warriors practice martial arts since childhood. There are two types of external kung fu and internal kung fu. External kung fu tempers steel and iron bones. No matter how tall and burly they are, most warriors on the battlefield practice external kung fu."
"The inner strength is the art of moving blood, strengthening the internal organs, and the qi and blood are strong and long-lasting."
"There is no distinction between strength and weakness in the essence of internal and external skills, each has its own advantages and disadvantages, and all of them can be masters."
Ning Zhao paused for a moment, and saw that Lu Fan was engrossed in listening, and continued: "A second-rate warrior can fight five against one, and a first-rate warrior can fight ten against one. Grandmaster... one against a hundred is no problem."
Yi Yue and Ni Yu also listened attentively.
Lu Fan couldn't help nodding. Although he didn't have aura, it could be called the world of low martial arts after all, and he still had his own practice system.
"Sister Ning, how is your strength?"
Lu Fan asked curiously.
Ning Zhao was taken aback for a moment, and then, her red lips were raised up, and a look of arrogance appeared on her face.
"The slaves are not talented, but under the strict teaching of the master, they are now at the level of first-class warriors."
The words are very humble, but the tone does not reveal the slightest hint of humility.
She is proud, and she also has the capital to be proud.
Maid Yi Yue pursed her red lips.
Ni Yu exclaimed, sister Ning Zhao is actually a first-class warrior, so amazing!
Lu Fan couldn't help but click his tongue, Ning Zhao was only twenty-four or five years old, and he already had the strength of a first-class warrior. With such strength, being a maidservant is really inferior.
However, this also showed that Lu Changkong cared about Lu Fan, and actually sent first-class warriors to protect his safety.
"Young master, Yiyue is not talented, but only a second-rate warrior."
On the other hand, Yiyue bit her red lips with a fox charm face and said stubbornly.
As for the back-pressing bolt, Ni Yu who only knows how to yell...
Well, compared to Ning Zhao and Yi Yue, this girl is purely here to be a mascot.
Lu Fan sat in the wheelchair, clapped his hands and smiled.
"very good."
He was very satisfied, just in time, he wanted to verify the ability of aura projection.
Lu Fan looked at Ning Zhao, thought for a while, and said, "Sister Ning Zhao, since you are a first-class warrior, have you heard of 'spiritual energy'?"
Aura
Ning Zhao was taken aback, and gave Lu Fan a strange look.
"Young master, my generation of warriors pays attention to down-to-earth practice, whether it is external or internal skills, if you want to succeed in learning, sweat, hard work, talent... all are indispensable."
"The theory of aura is extremely ethereal and only exists in ancient myths and legends."
"My generation of warriors don't believe it."
Ning Zhao smiled and shook her head.
The theory of spiritual energy is just a joke.
"Oh? Don't believe me?"
Lu Fan raised his eyebrows slightly, and turned to look at Yi Yue, "Do you believe Yi Yue?"
Yi Yue pursed her lips and smiled, then shook her head, "My lord is joking."
Undoubtedly, but also in disbelief, the corner of Lu Fan's mouth twitched playfully.
He turned his face and looked at Ni Yu who was pressing the door bolt with his back: "Xiao Ni, what about you? Do you believe there is spiritual energy in the world?"
Ni Yu's eyes lit up, and her red face was like a red apple.
"Young Master said yes, so there will be!"
Ni Yu said seriously.
Lu Fan couldn't help laughing immediately, and laughed, this girl has a high level of political awareness... She is so cute that she can teach herself without a teacher.
Ning Zhao and Yi Yue were speechless.
Suddenly, all the smiles on Lu Fan's face disappeared.
"Aren't you wondering how my leg disease was cured, my lord?"
Lu Fan glanced at the three of them.
Ning Zhao, Yi Yue and Ni Yu all showed curiosity.
The leg disease of more than ten years, it is good to say, it is against common sense, it is indeed a bit mysterious and weird.
It's a lie if you say you're not curious.
"Sister Ning, come here," Lu Fan said.
Ning Zhao approached Lu Fan.
"This leg disease has troubled me for seventeen years and tortured my mind..."
"However, one day, when I was dreaming in the world, I met a fairy. The fairy said that I have a destiny with the fairy, so he saved me."
"The immortal caressed my top, and the spiritual energy poured into my whole body, piercing through my legs to block the veins, and the leg disease healed without being cured."
Lu Fan said lightly.
When he said the aggressive words, there was no wavering in his heart, and his expression did not change. He almost believed it himself.
As he spoke, he took Ning Zhao's soft and slender hand.
Ning Zhao's palms are full of calluses, obviously he has practiced martial arts all year round.
Being held by Lu Fan, Ning Zhao blushed slightly.
As for the words in Lu Fan's mouth, "the fairy caresses my head, and the spiritual energy fills my whole body", she is not stupid, she just listened to it as a story.
In the world... there are no immortals.
However.
next moment.
The embarrassment on Ning Zhao's face froze, and his pupils shrank slightly.
Not only Ningzhao, but also Yiyue who was on the side was completely unbelievable.
Lu Fan spread out his palms and gently laid down on Ning Zhao's palms. A light blue brilliance shone brightly in the palms of both of them.
The wind rises automatically, blowing the curtains in the house to fly.
The corners of Lu Fan's mouth twitched slightly, calling silently in his heart.
"Activate permission [Aura delivery]."
"Target [Ning Zhao]."
hum—
Ning Zhao's pretty face instantly turned red, not from embarrassment, but because a strange force injected into her body along Lu Fan's palm.
The pores all over her body were dilated, and the blood, which was extremely active because of the blood transfer technique, was almost gushing out from the blood vessels like boiling water, bursting her delicate body.
"The mind is drawn, and the qi enters the dantian."
Lu Fan spoke indifferently, his hair fluttering in the wind and waves caused by the aura.
Ning Zhao's legs were weak, and her throat was almost uncontrollable, but her eyes were extremely bright.
At this moment, her sanity and mood were a little confused, but she still acted according to the guidance of Lu Fan's words.
The "little snake" injected into her body was moving rapidly, and under the control of the mind, it quickly stabilized and sank into the dantian.
Lu Fan let go of his palm.
Ning Zhao took several steps back.
click click click...
The blue bricks under his feet were crushed.
And the qi and blood in Ning Zhao's body seemed to be mixed with a catalyst, boiling and restless.
There are bursts of strange noises spreading from the body, like the sound of bells and drums!
Yi Yue was stunned!
"Body explosion noise, Grandmaster warrior!"
As a martial arts practitioner, how could she not know Ning Zhao's current state
Grandmaster, it is very rare in the entire Great Zhou Dynasty!
At this moment, only Lu Fan's fairy-like words were left in Yi Yue's ears.
"The fairy caresses my head, and the spiritual energy fills my whole body..."
Could it be that my son...
Really got the fairy fate? !
However, Lu Fan, who put a ray of spiritual energy into Ning Zhao's body, didn't have the mind to pay attention to other things at this moment.
Because, at the moment of his success, a prompt popped up in front of his eyes.
"Congratulations to the host for successfully releasing the first ray of aura, cultivating the first practitioner with aura, unlocking [task] authority, and getting transformation rewards..."
PS: During the new book period, there are two changes every day, one around 9:00 in the morning, and one around 4:00 in the afternoon, as stable as an old dog, asking for tickets, collections, and investment~
(end of this chapter)