Building The Ultimate Fantasy

Tang Yimo left Beiluo City and returned to Dijing.

He was a bit lost, and this trip to Bei Luo City made him really understand what a spiritual practitioner is.

Originally, he was quite proud of himself because of the "eight-pulse armour", and even felt that he could be aloof and look down on the world.

It seems that he is still far behind.

Reality gave him a crit.

It is impossible to say that compared with Lu Ping'an, Bai Yujing's master, Lu Ping's driver alone is far behind.

The driver nearly gasped him at a glance.

Tang Yimo felt that to be comparable to the driver, maybe he had to get a second pulse to do it.

Back to Yu Wenxiu's mansion dedicated to entertaining Tang Xiansheng.

Tang Xiansheng looked at Tang Yimo with a smile on his face.

"Yimo."

Tang Xiansheng spoke kindly.

He was going to ask Tang Yimo what he had learned from his trip.

However, Tang Yimo just waved his hands expressionlessly, without the desire to talk too much with him.

Looking at the figure that disappeared in the night, Tang Xiansheng shouldered his hand and exhaled slightly.

"North Luolu Ping'an ... Is it really that strong?"

"It can actually make Yimodu so frustrated."

How wonderful Tang Xiansheng was, Tang Yimo saw that he had suffered a huge blow.

In this situation, Tang Xiansheng has seen a lot. After all, he was not an excellent person when he was young, and often suffered blows, and he felt the same.

Liaobu approached Tang Yimo's closed carved wooden door, and the lights behind the door had blown out.

Tang Xiansheng smiled and said something comforting.

After that, he returned to his house.

The lights are long.

Tang Xiansheng held a roll of bamboo slips and looked at it quietly, as if waiting for something.

There was a snoring sound above the beam.

A dark shadow fell from the house.

"The protagonist, the eldest son, and the savage sacrifices of the Li people of the Nanman people completed the secret meeting, and the Li people split into the Nanjun army."

Hei Ying kneeled on one knee, said.

"The Zhe Li tribe is the strongest tribe in Nanman. It has unified hundreds of tribes in the boundary of Nanman. The warriors of its tribe often fight with fierce beasts and are powerful. Such an army hides Nanjun and is not easy to manage."

Tang Xiansheng said as he looked at the bamboo slips.

"At first, it was a mess, and it was almost exposed. However, the granddaughter found a small sacrifice for the Dai people and separated the barbarian army from our southern county army. It is still harmonious."

Tang Xiansheng nodded with satisfaction. "This can also be regarded as a training for Yuner. It seems that the performance is not bad."

"The protagonist ... is not my race, his heart must be different. When we cooperate with Nanman, it is tantamount to seeking skin with a tiger ..."

Black Shadow hesitated, said.

Tang Xiansheng's actions were all in one hand, and then he put down the bamboo slips in his hands.

"Will the old man not know this? The barbarian is a group of savages who have not yet escaped the wild, and refuse to accept the education, but ... if they use it well, they are a sharp knife, if they really refuse to discipline, then ... kill. "

Tang Xiansheng said.

"Actually, I admire Bai Fengtian very vigorously, killing 300,000 soldiers in one order."

"However, Nanxi is more orderly than Xi Rongrong, because the unity of the Qiang Li people also gives the old man a chance, because the more orderly, the more ambitious."

"The more you can speak in your interests."

Tang Xiansheng held the bamboo slip and tapped gently.

"By the way, there should be talks with Yuner about the Longmen of the young sacrificial ritual of the Qiang people. What choice did Yuner make?"

Tang Xiansheng asked lightly.

"The granddaughter refused, and the Qiang tribe sacrificed when he left, he was so angry."

Shadow Road.

Tang Xiansheng smiled with satisfaction. After a long time, he slowly said, "The brutal soldier is a knife. When the blade is blunt, it is time to break the knife."

"We have the Dragon Gate in the South County. The Nanfu Army cultivated in the Dragon Gate is the hole card to deal with the Barbarians."

Hei Ying heard the words, arched.

"Come on, the news goes on, and Yuner sends 100,000 troops northward in two batches."

"Get rid of the wolf, and take advantage of the fact that the pattern of spiritual practice in the world is not fully formed, we must end this dispute as soon as possible."

Tang Xiansheng was pale with some seriousness.

"Well."

Black Shadow arched his hand, and then flickered, then disappeared into the room.

The room was quiet again, and the candlelight swaying from side to side made the fire straight.

Only Tang Xiansheng's breathing sound was slightly heavy.

"Practitioners ... Maybe, we have to go to Beiluo."

"This young master of North Luolu will see you in the end."

...

The two sons safely left Beiluo.

This made the world uproar. Many people thought that the sons would fail to challenge Lu Ping'an, maybe they would be imprisoned in the heart of Beiluohu Island, or they might choose to surrender to Bai Yujing and become the collecting force of Bai Yujing.

however……

This is not the case.

The sons of the Taoism and the Sect sent Zema to leave in the hazy drizzle.

However, with the departure of East China Stream and Xie Yunling, a more hot news spread throughout the world.

Xie Yunling returned to Daozong Mountain Gate, which was renamed Daoge.

Jian Sheng Hua Dongliu returned to the sword school, and the sword school changed its name to Jiange.

For a time, all forces in the world were shocked.

Dao Zong and the Sword School say that they are a hundred powers of the sons, in fact, they are regarded as martial arts forces in martial arts.

These two forces changed their names, no doubt sending alarming signals.

Because Tianjijia joined Baiyujing and changed its name to Tianjige.

Today, Daoge and Jiange are undoubtedly imaginative.

"Dao Zong and Sword School ... are all included by Bai Yujing!"

This news made all Wulin people dumb.

After that, it seemed as if a huge storm was brewing, sweeping the Zhou Dynasty completely.

The hazy drizzle for several days makes the air smell lazy and moist.

Above the walls of Bei Luo City.

A armored soldier stood yawning, his eyes slightly blurred.

suddenly.

The armored soldier's eyes suddenly widened.

Clasped the spear in his hand.

I saw, under the city walls, hazy on the plains in the mist, one by one black dots emerged.

It was a trekking pedestrian, if not because these people did not cover the armor.

The soldier almost thought it was an enemy attack.

However, even if this was the case, the soldier was a little nervous. He hurried to the top of the tower and hit a bronze bell with a stake.

Luo Yue came with armor and a knife, and was lined up with elite soldiers.

These elite soldiers have a strong breath. There is endless energy in their eyes, and the blood is roaring, exuding a depressing breath.

Lu Changkong went to Huxin Island and practiced on the island.

He is now responsible for keeping the city.

While training the Dragon Blood Army, he was also responsible for order in the city.

"Luo leads, there are a large number of people gathered under the city, at least thousands!"

The soldiers on guard saw Luo Yue, kneeling on one knee, said.

"Should not ... the son became famous in World War I. Who has the courage to attack Beiluo at this time?"

Luo Yue frowned.

He couldn't figure out which force was attacking Beiluo.

North County?

impossible.

West County, even more impossible, the overlord is very clear that Lu Fan is powerful.

Luo Yue didn't think too much. He went up to the tower and came to the female wall. Looking at the towering walls of the North Luo, densely rushed from the end of the plain, his face looked slightly strange.

"These people ... seem to be forces in the martial arts, and some martial arts families."

"They don't look like they came to attack Beiluo."

"It looks like ..."

"pilgrimage?"

Luo Yue said strangely.

The surrounding soldiers and soldiers also changed a little.

Soon, these backpacking figures came to Beiluo City one after another.

These martial arts men, armed with swords and axes, look quite fierce. Most of them are second-rate and incompetent warriors, and there are some first-class warriors and grand masters, but the number is relatively small.

Luo Yue ordered the gates to be closed.

These martial arts people came to the city and demanded that the gates be opened.

"I am from the Wu Family of Dongyang County, for the sake of immortality! I wish to worship Bai Yujing and become a follower of Lu Shaozhu!"

A warrior knelt directly under the city wall and growled.

This is just the beginning.

One after another the warriors reported to their homes, some from West County, some from North County and South County.

It almost covers the 13 counties of Da Zhou.

Luo Yue was a little speechless and difficult to make a decision. After all, these people were not enemies who came to attack the city.

Therefore, he let people continue to close the gates, and he rushed to Huxin Island quickly.

Boarded the island in a wooden boat.

Compared to the hustle and bustle outside the island, the island of Huxin Island looks much more elegant and quiet.

The peach blossomed quietly, the chrysanthemum swayed.

The breeze blew across the lake with ripples.

The second floor of Baiyujing Pavilion.

Lu Fan was leisurely playing chess, setting the wind and rain, constantly condensing the strength of the soul, and being familiar with the control of his own power.

As for the sense of urgency brought about by the world-level upgrade assessment, I didn't feel it from Lu Fan's body. It seemed that Lu Fan had forgotten it.

Of course, Lu Fan is not unprepared.

With the return of Nie Changqing, Lu Fan let him and Ning Zhao enter the intense practice plan and strive to improve their strength.

By the way, let Ni Yu practice a few more pots of gas, so Ni Yu has been exhausted these days.

Originally, Ni Yu was very relaxed. For a few days, she was able to make a pot of Juqidan, which was easy and stress-free.

Now, Lu Fan has made her make a pot of Juqidan every day.

Almost squeezed out Ni Yu.

However, Ni Yu dare not say anything, and dare not ask anything.

Who called that day and she laughed so much?

How happy was the laughter then, how bitter it is now.

However, these days of high-intensity alchemy, but Ni Yu's level of alchemy has been greatly improved, the cultivation has been improved, and actually can be produced with the Dan pattern of polygas.

Luo Yue boarded the island, and the leisurely and slow rhythm on the island made him a little uncomfortable.

"Uncle Luo."

Hello, Nie Shuang.

He has been very happy these days, because he finally met his biological mother.

His father didn't let him down, he really brought his mother back. Although his mother was not in a good condition, the moment he saw Nie Shuang, a blood connection made Nie Shuang's eyes red.

With her mother's company, Nie Shuang has been more active in boxing these days.

Luo Yue smiled at Nie Shuang. He is very optimistic about Nie Shuang. This little guy is full of energy and will certainly achieve great results in the future.

A plant under the sky.

Lu Changkong sat in a disciple's practice, a ray of aura gathered into his Qidan.

It seemed that the appearance of Luo Yue was felt, and Lu Changkong slowly opened his eyes.

"Sir, under Beiluo City, there are martial arts from various counties in Dazhou gathered, and they said ... We must worship Bai Yujing and learn how to practice."

Luo Yue arched his hand and informed the situation outside.

"Huh? Pay attention to Bai Yujing?"

Lu Changkong's complexion was slightly strange.

Why are these people's hearts so big?

Why do they think they can worship Bai Yujing?

Lu Changkong raised his head and looked up to the second floor of Bai Yujing's pavilion. At the side of the railing, there were many hairs, focusing on Lu Fan who was playing chess.

"Go and ask Fan."

Lu Changkong Road.

Luo Yue's face was stiff, and he always felt guilty in the face of Lu Fan.

Perhaps it was because Lu Fan felt too detached.

However, he still walked to Bai Yujing's pavilion, arching his hand and exclaiming, "Young Master ..."

However, before Luo Yue's words were finished, Lu Fan interrupted him.

"Got it."

"Bai Yujing, there is no shortage of disciples."

Lu Fan's faint voice fluttered, accompanied by the sound of a chessboard.

Luo Yue heard the words, and immediately knew.

After arching, he retreated from Huxin Island, and Zema returned to the city wall.

At this moment, the martial arts people have gathered under the tower.

There were noisy people underneath, and some martial arts people with grievances from the rivers and lakes even hit their hands, and the roar of blood and blood continued.

Luo Yue frowned slightly.

"You ..."

Luo Yue spoke, her voice ringing from the tower, lingering under the wall.

Many martial arts people looked up and looked at Luo Yue.

"Master Lu said, Bai Yujing will not accept disciples."

Luo Yue said.

After the words were heard, the downstairs was quiet for a while, and then the pot was completely exploded.

"Bai Yujing is the world ’s first practice force, and it is above all the princes.

"I traveled to Beiluo for thousands of miles, and only asked to worship Bai Yujing. I am sincere!"

"Open the city gate. If I don't believe you, I'll see Lu Shaozhu in person!"

...

Many Wulin people shouted unwillingly.

They rushed to Beiluo in order to become practitioners.

In their opinion, how many disciples can practice such a force like Bai Yujing?

Like the Mohist, there were hundreds or thousands of disciples, all over Dazhou.

Like Confucianism, Confucian scholars are disciples of Confucianism ...

As Bai Yujing's existence as a detached school, how can he lack disciples?

Luo Yue frowned slightly.

Looking at the people in the martial arts that were gradually tumbling below, a chill appeared on his face.

Knife at the waist, a step forward.

Luo Yue glanced coldly at the many rivers, lakes, and martial arts people below.

"The young master said that he would not accept his disciples, that is, he would not accept them, and then he would rest upset, otherwise ... there would be no amnesty to kill."

Luo Yue drew his sword sharply from his waist, exuding a powerful courage on his body.

That is the coercion condensed by taking Dragon Blood Dan, which is stronger than that of the Grandmaster Wuren.

The people in the rivers and lakes were silent for a few seconds, and then they became loud again because the people in the rivers and lakes reacted.

They are here to pilgrimage, to worship Bai Yujing ...

Why should they be driven away without even entering the gate?

The noise grew louder.

The splashing skin in many martial arts is even swearing, tearing the early morning silence of Beiluo City.

Island on the lake.

Lu Fan frowning slightly at the moment.

He didn't like the noise.

I don't like these people holding Dayi to bind Bai Yujing ~ www.readwn.com ~ to bind him.

There are always self-righteous people in the world.

Lack of awe for spiritual forces.

Lu Fan pinched the sunspot, and landed lightly on the chessboard. A wind blew, raising his white shirt and drooping.

Moved.

Spiritual knowledge spurted out across distant distances.

Poured into Luo Yue's mind, who was standing on the tower, looking pale and cold.

After Luo Yue was shocked, his face suddenly became weird, with compassion in his eyes, and he looked at the noisy fiery people in the lake below.

This is just great.

Your success attracted the attention of the young master.

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