Two snaps of the fingers.

Yu Wenxiu and Xiang Shaoyun were instantly stunned.

What kind of people are they?

The emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the Taishou of Xijun...... The status is noble, and it can be said that it is above 10,000 people.

As a result, at this moment, he was actually bulleted.

Lu Fan floated in the air, and the aura around him was constantly lingering, covering his face and figure more and more ethereal and unpredictable.

"Your Excellency...... What do you mean?"

Yu Wenxiu frowned and did not speak.

Xiang Shaoyun had already suppressed his anger.

"Don't you want immortal fate......?

Lu Fan said lightly.

"Since you don't want to optimize and modify the practice method to the deity, and the deity doesn't force it, don't regret begging for this great immortal. ”

"The fairy fate has been given, and it is up to you to believe it or not. ”

"The aura is revived, the fairy world returns, and the entire continent will undergo earth-shaking changes, and you can get this immortal fate, which is the blessing of the three lives, if you don't know how to cherish it, then it's really sad and lamentable. ”

Lu Fan's body was surrounded by aura and said.

His voice was a little ethereal, like an immortal above the Nine Heavens whispering.

"Let's go, since you are the chosen one, the deity will leave another chance for you, and after three days, you can get another chance to enter the immortal land. ”

"Ridiculous, ridiculous......"

The next moment, Lu Fan flicked his sleeves.

It was as if the aura had turned into a hurricane.

Yu Wenxiu and Xiang Shaoyun still wanted to say something.

However, their aura-filled bodies were crushed and they exited the pulp.

In the Immortal Pavilion of Nuoda, only the owner of the pork shop in the distance, Nie Changqing, remained.

Lu Fan floated in the dense aura and looked at Nie Changqing.

The gaze is meaningful.

"Would you like to go too?"

Lu Fan said indifferently.

Nie Changqing took a deep breath, although everything in front of him was too mysterious, but his intuition told him that maybe ...... None of this is a dream.

"The World...... Is there really an immortal?"

Nie Changqing asked.

Lu Fan didn't answer immediately, just glanced at Nie Changqing.

"There are no immortals in the world. ”

"I came, so there are immortals. ”

The plain words made Nie Changqing's whole body tremble violently, as if he had suffered some huge stimulus.

Slowly close your eyes.

After almost three breaths, Nie Changqing opened his eyes.

He looked at Lu Fan, stubborn and firm.

"I ...... Don't believe in immortals. ”

Nie Changqing said to Lu Fan.

Lu Fan's expression was unmoved, "Whether you believe it or not, the immortals are there." ”

Nie Changqing laughed, "However, although I don't believe it, but ...... I can give you my practice. ”

He smiled and smiled, a gloomy look in his eyes.

"Anyway, for me, the so-called practice is ...... It's no longer of any use. ”

"Now I'm just a pig slaughterer. ”

Nie Changqing said bitterly.

Lu Fan sat at the end of the floating aura, his face was calm and cold, maybe Nie Changqing had a story, but he didn't have wine.

He also didn't want to hear stories.

"You read the content of the practice, I listen. ”

Lu Fan said lightly.

Nie Changqing's eyes showed nostalgia, and he began to slowly recite the mantra of the blood transfer technique, as well as ...... Knife skills.

As he spit out the words, the words condensed by the aura jumped out of his mouth like a hanging river, neatly arranged between heaven and earth.

Nie Changqing was stunned by the words, but he calmed down and continued to recite.

After a long time, Nie Changqing finished speaking.

And above the sky, there are thousands of words sprinkled with chapters.

"The practice of "Taoist Sect Blood Removal Technique". ”

"Knife Technique. ”

Lu Fan was a little surprised in his heart, he didn't expect that this ordinary pig killer really had a special identity.

A man of the Taoist Sect.

Lu Fan's eyes narrowed.

In addition to the Great Zhou court and the major separatist princes, there are also many martial arts forces in the Wuhuang Continent.

In the martial arts, it is divided into sects and hundreds of schools.

The Taoist sect is one of the hundred sons of the people, and it is full of mystery.

In addition to Taoism, there are also Confucianism, Moism, Bingjia, Sword School, Yin and Yang School, Tianji Sect and so on......

Of course, the hundred schools of thought do not mean that there must be a hundred forces, but a general statement.

Today's national teacher of the Great Zhou Dynasty, that is, the teacher of Yu Wenxiu, the son of the Great Zhou Dynasty, is from Confucianism, one of the hundred schools.

Disciple of Taoism...... Reduced to a pig killer?

Hide your identity, or do you have something else hidden?

Lu Fan was a little curious about Nie Changqing for a while.

"Practicing the Fa is useless to me, I'm already a wasted person, you immortal, if you want to practice the Fa, then take it. ”

Nie Changqing waved his hand, and then, a little lazy and bored, said, "Can I go?" There are still twelve pigs waiting for me to slaughter." ”

Lu Fan floated between the vertical and horizontal aura, looming in the immortal pavilion.

"Don't be in a hurry......"

"This kind of non-inflow cultivation method that doesn't even know how to use the aura doesn't take much time to revise. ”

Lu Fan Road.

The sound is ethereal and unfathomable.

Nie Shaoqing's body stiffened when he heard this, this is the Taoist cultivation method, the top method in the world, why didn't he enter the stream?!

"Activate Mission Stand...... Revise the practice method "Taoist Blood Removal Technique" and "Dao Yan Jue". ”

Lu Fan called silently in his heart.

The next moment, in front of Lu Fan's eyes, gossip characters floated in front of his eyes, arranged in a neat phalanx.

In Lu Fan's eyes, these characters were like keys on the keyboard, neatly stacked and combined in front of him.

Rubbed his palms.

The corners of Lu Fan's mouth were slightly raised, and then, his palms were stretched out, hanging above the characters, and his ten fingers began to beat, and the fingers collided with the characters, emitting bursts of fluctuating ripples, elegant like elves, as if playing a song.

Nie Changqing raised his head and looked at the immortal who was shaking his fingers in the mist and mist, like a convulsive immortal.

This guy ...... I'm afraid I'm a fool.

Dry, Dui, Li, Zhen, Xun, Kan, Gen, Kun...... Each rune has a special meaning, and the corresponding rune can be combined in different permutations, such as writing code, to build a program that can operate according to the established meaning.

The Pulpit can improve exercises, create treasures, and more...... Although these functions exist, they need to be developed by Lu Fan.

In Lu Fan's cognition, the [Missionary] can be regarded as a fantasy version of the programming program.

"Congratulations to the host for completing the creation of the Exercise Modifier [Wanfa Oven (LV1)] and obtaining a transformation reward of 5 attribute points. ”

Just when Lu Pan finished writing the small program for the modification of the exercises.

The system prompt text pops up suddenly.

Lu Fan was stunned, and then his heart was ecstatic.

Hidden missions?

If you accidentally get a reward of 5 attribute points......

5 attribute points, equivalent to 50 wisps of aura!

What a catch!

The mind moved.

The system panel pops up.

Host: Lu Fan

Title: Qi Refiner (Permanent)

Number of gas refining stacks: 1 (2 stack progress: 10/100 wisps)

Soul Power: 1.5

Physical Strength: 0.5

Reiki: 6 wisps

Transformation Reward: "Creation of Xuan Refining Qi"

World Rating: Wuhuang Continent [Low Martial Arts]

Permissions: [Mission], [Mission], [Spiritual Energy Delivery]

Branch Permissions: [Wanfa Oven (LV1)]

Disposable attribute points: 5

Sure enough, in the system panel, there is an extra branch permission.

"Wanfa oven is still ...... LV1?It seems that this 10,000-method oven is also divided into grades. ”

Lu Fan smiled.

Inside the pulpter.

Lu Fan's mind fell on the branch authority, and the next moment.

It was as if there was a roar of the avenue.

The whole preaching stand shook.

Nie Changqing was shocked when he heard the sound of the Great Dao.

Lu Fan didn't know when there was a palm-sized small furnace in his hand.

Facing Nie Changqing's shocked gaze, Lu Fan was very calm, he looked accustomed to seeing big scenes, and mastering the oven was just a normal operation.

Maintain the grace and mystery of the immortals.

The little finger was like a riotous orchid, pinching and uncovering the lid of the [Ten Thousand Methods Oven], and then, the chapters of the cultivation method floating in the air, as if they were alive, all of them consciously jumped into the oven.

"Do you consume 5 wisps of spiritual energy to modify the "Daozong Blood Removal Technique" and "Dao Yan Jue"?"

A line of prompt text pops out.

Lu Fan's face stiffened, and he felt that his breathing was painful.

Just modify a practice?

Do you need 5 wisps of Reiki?

He was slaughtered like a pig!

Lu Fan's heart was dripping blood, but there was no way, he was pretending to be forced, and he had to pretend to be in tears.

"Change!"

Lu Fan gritted his teeth.

Sure enough, in the aura bar, 5 wisps of aura were withdrawn, and only a pitiful 1 wisp was left hanging there alone.

And the Wanfa oven in the palm of his hand also began to run at high speed.

"After the revision, the exercise method "Daozong Spiritual Technique" and the battle method "Imperial Sword Technique" were successfully deduced, and the grade: Yellow Rank Upper Grade. ”

Below.

Nie Changqing took a deep breath, the sound of the Great Dao just now made his blood boil after being silent for many years, and an irresistible terrifying majesty made him a little frightened.

Is the world ...... Is there really a fairy?!

Suddenly.

In the void, Lu Fan opened his eyes, stepping on the misty mist auspicious clouds, and the fairy wind bone.

"The cultivation method has been revised for you, so take it. ”

Lu Fan held the furnace with one hand and lost the other behind him, and said lightly.

The words fell.

Flick your sleeves sharply.

Nie Changqing felt as if something strange had crept into his mind, and the picture in front of him began to blur.

The body condensed by the aura suddenly shattered.