Lu Fan couldn't cry or laugh a little, his father's speed of changing his face was too fast.

However, the taste of aura can only be experienced in person.

The more profound the cultivation of martial artists, the more they feel, because the appearance of aura is equivalent to letting them who have touched the limits of martial artists see the dawn and hope of the new.

It is a kind of sublimation of the level of practice.

"Dad, although the aura is good, it is really good to master it thoroughly, and it is really good to integrate it, too much aura is poured in at once, but it is not beneficial, it will hinder the improvement of cultivation, and pull out the seedlings to help grow. ”

"Just like Sister Ning, in fact, if Sister Ning completely mastered a wisp of aura, she would be able to defeat four of them and suppress the four grandmasters in the city yesterday, but Sister Ning's mastery of aura is too coarse, and two wisps of aura can barely achieve one enemy of four. ”

Lu Fan Road.

"For a long time to come, I won't give Sister Ning any help, unless she completely controls those two wisps of aura. ”

Ning Zhao, who was standing behind Lu Fan, showed a look of shame.

"Ning Zhao, thank you for your teachings. ”

She was indeed very dissatisfied with yesterday's performance.

Lu Changkong thought for a moment and felt the aura in the dantian, and he really understood the power of this power.

"It makes sense, people will conquer the sky, and aura is actually the same as qi and blood, both of which belong to the power that needs to be controlled. ”

Lu Changkong bowed slightly.

After all, he is a veteran grandmaster, and his understanding of martial arts is far better than Ning Zhao.

"So, Daddy...... What do you say about the son's cultivation of power?"

Lu Fan's eyes were bright and he said.

Lu Changkong was stunned for a moment, and then chuckled.

He glanced at Lu Fan deeply.

Is it really as simple as this kid cultivating power to protect himself?

"What do you need?"

Lu Changkong asked.

The corners of Lu Fan's mouth were slightly upturned, leaning on the wheelchair, supporting his chin with one hand, and lightly tapping on the thin wool blanket covering his thighs with the other.

"The child doesn't want much, just a piece of land, a building. ”

Lu Changkong narrowed his eyes and waved his hand: "If you don't want land, your father and I will be the city lord, with a clear breeze on both sleeves, ice and jade, where did you get the land." ”

"However, the Chen family has a piece of land in the east of the city, you can go and ask, and you should collect a rent. ”

Lu Changkong's words made Lu Fan chuckle, his eyes lit up slightly, the three major families colluded with the Taixuan and tore their faces with the Lu family and the Great Zhou Dynasty, now it's time to settle accounts.

At the beginning, those people from the three major families made fun of him and laughed so happily.

Lu Fan's spirit was seriously traumatized.

Now, Lu Fan should also go and ask for some mental damages.

"Fan'er, do you want your father to send you a city guard?"

Lu Changkong thought about it, since Lu Fan wanted to cultivate power, how could no one be.

"No need, my power is more expensive, not more. ”

Lu Fan chuckled and ordered Ning Zhao to push him away.

Yi Yue and Ni Yu hurriedly followed.

"By the way, Daddy, give me a copy of your Blood Removal Secret Book, the child will be of great use. ”

Lu Fan's voice came from afar.

Lu Changkong held his hands and looked at Lu Fan's figure in a wheelchair who was pushed and disappeared around the corner, and there was a twinkle in his eyes.

"Immortal Yuan, Reiki ......"

"This world ...... It's going to be messy. ”

......

Ning Zhao pushed Lu Fan and left the Lu Mansion.

Ni Yu held an umbrella and trotted to shade Lu Fan.

Suddenly, she stopped talking.

"Childe ......"

Lu Fan, who was taking a nap in a wheelchair, opened his eyes slightly, glanced at Ni Yu obliquely, and a note was slightly emitted in his nasal cavity.

"Huh?"

Ni Yu's chest, which was as flat as a cutting board, rose and fell slightly, and then, as if he had made up his mind.

"I, Ni Yu, want to follow Gongzi to cultivate immortals!"

She felt that if she didn't want to make progress, it was very likely that she would not even be qualified to be a son and maid.

"Oh?"

Lu Fan didn't expect that Ni Yu would have such ambition.

Ning Zhao and Yi Yue couldn't help but be stunned.

"You said you want to cultivate immortals with me, your martial arts are bad, your talent is poor, and you are lazy, you say...... What are you good at?"

Lu Fan said with a smile.

Ni Yu was holding an umbrella, and her face was flushed.

Childe's words are very heart-wrenching.

But she struggled for a long time, and she couldn't tell what she was good at.

At last......

He pursed his mouth and said, "Childe...... Me, I...... Good at eating!"

Lu Fan paused, and then laughed.

Yi Yue and Ning Zhao were also Wan'er, covering their mouths and chuckling.

Ni Yu was full of frustration when he laughed.

Lu Fan laughed for a while, stretched out his slender hand, and wiped it on Ni Yu's head.

"It's a blessing to be able to eat, don't worry, in the future, the son will take you, and cultivate immortals while eating." ”

Ni Yu's eyes suddenly lit up.

Out of the Lu Mansion, Ning Zhao pushed Lu Fan to move slowly on the official road.

"Childe, where are we going now?"

Ning Zhao's words were like water, and he asked Lu Fan gently.

"Do you want to go to the mansions of the three great families?"

Izuki also interjected.

Lu Fan shook his head, a little lazy.

"Go find a pork shop. ”

Lu Fan lowered his head and played with his slender fingers, and said lightly.

Pork shop?

Hearing Lu Fan's words, Ning Zhao was stunned for a moment, she suspected that she might have heard it wrong, didn't the son go to the three major families to block the door?

How does it turn into a pork shop?

"Childe...... You want to eat pork?!"

When Ni Yu heard the pork shop, her eyes suddenly lit up.

When it comes to eating, she knows best.

"No, go to the pork shop and find someone. The corners of Lu Fan's mouth twitched.

"Childe, there are a lot of pork shops in North Los Angeles, which pork shop are you looking for?"

"There are pork shops in the east of the city, west of the city, or in the south of the city? There are also a few pork shops in Fang City, which one is the son talking about?"

Ni Yu chirped.

Lu Fan glanced at Ni Yu, who was suddenly excited, expressionlessly.

"You talk a lot. ”

"Lead the way. ”

"Take the wrong few and punish you for the next few meals. ”

Ni Yu: "......"

Son...... It's the devil, right?!

Is it a blessing to be able to eat well?

Seeing Ni Yu's suspicious look on his face, Ning Zhao and Yi Yue finally couldn't help it and laughed out loud.

......

"Boss, come to half a catty of meat, chop it up, go home tonight to make dumplings for your mother-in-law." ”

A peasant worker in coarse cloth clothes shouted with a smile.

Pieces of cut red and white pork are hung on the hook of the pork shop, neat and tight, like a meat forest.

Behind the pork shop, there are two people, sitting on low wooden benches and chairs, waiting for business to come to the door.

One is a middle-aged man wearing an apron that smells of fish.

The other was a child with a big head, who looked to be four or five years old.

"Shuang'er, stand far away. ”

When business came to the door, the middle-aged man stood up, turned his head and said to the child.

The big-headed child nodded obediently, his big eyes flashing, and he looked out of place in this forest of flesh covered with blood-stained pork.

Crash.

The heavy kitchen knife chopped on the board was hooked by the middle-aged man's fingers, and it spun at high speed, blowing a cold fishy wind.

A piece of pork was sliced off, and the man did not weigh it, as if the weight of the pork had been determined, scraped the skin, and the pig's hair and residual pig blood were removed.

The light of the knife slashed, dazzling and dazzling.

Da Da Da ......

I could only hear a fast-paced sound of chopping meat.

Soon, the pork was chopped into minced pieces, scraped on the side of the knife, took a lotus leaf, wrapped the minced pork, tied the stalk for a while, and threw the cut pork directly to the customer, which was considered to have completed the transaction.

Then, the man slammed the kitchen knife on the board, wiped his hands on his apron, turned around and walked towards the big-headed boy.

The customer took the pork, checked it and left.

"Daddy, there's another guest. ”

The big-headed boy suddenly pointed into the distance and said milkily to the middle-aged man.

The man's body shuddered.

Snap back.

The wheels of the wheelchair rubbed against the sticky ground, making a strange sound, like when chewing sticky cake.

The man subconsciously protected the big-headed boy, and the vicissitudes of life, the eyes full of stories flowed with vigilance.

"I found six pork shops in North Los Angeles, and finally found ......"

A faint voice floated in.

I saw the young man in a wheelchair, covering his legs with a woolen blanket, and under the impetus of a beautiful maid who was peerless, he came to the pork shop.

In the wheelchair, the young man stretched out his hand and stroked the thin blanket, smiling at the middle-aged man.

"Daoist outcast, Nie Changqing...... Is that you?"

The young man said to the middle-aged man who was protecting the big-headed boy.

The middle-aged man's pupils shrank suddenly, and a murderous aura surged out of his body.

"Oh, it seems...... Finally got it right. ”

The boy tilted his head and smiled softly.

After the pork shop.

Nie Changqing, who was protecting the big-headed boy, slowly spread his evil spirit.

"You were sent by the Taoist Sect?"

"For so many years...... After all, we still don't let go of our father and son. ”

Nie Changqing's voice became a little hoarse, flowing with bitterness and indignation.

His broad palm had already touched the handle of the thick cleaver chopped on the board, and the green tendons bulged.

Lu Fan, who was in a wheelchair, listened to Nie Changqing's words, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, he supported his chin with one hand, and raised his eyebrows lightly.

"The Taoist Sect sent me?"

"Heh, it'...... Is it worthy?"

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