"Catch the Dao Sect..."

Lu Fan's words were very plain, as if it was about to rain, and he asked Nie Changqing to go home to collect his clothes.

Nie Changqing's body, sitting cross-legged on the cushion, froze slightly.

Daozong...has it touched the young master's scrupulousness somewhere?

Among the hundreds of schools of thought, the Dao Sect is extremely powerful and is also one of the first schools of thought that Lu Fan has come into contact with.

Nie Changqing was originally an abandoned disciple of the Daozong. Han Lianxiao was sent by the Taoist sects to kill Nie Changqing and take Nie Shuang away, but Lu Fan was worried about it and was ruined.

Nie Changqing once felt that with Han Lianxiao's death, many powerful people might appear in Beiluo City to avenge Han Lianxiao's revenge.

However, Nie Changqing guessed wrongly.

Daozong was indifferent, and Han Lianxiao died, as if an autumn leaf had sunk into the bottom of the pond, and ripples did not arise.

"Young Master... do you think this is serious?"

Nie Changqing suppressed the horror in his heart and asked.

Lu Fan leaned against the wheelchair, and the light of the morning light flashed behind him, dazzling and dazzling, with a faint purple light.

"I'm like kidding?"

"Anyway, if you save your wife, you will break into the Dao Sect. By the way, you will take over the Dao Sect, and you will not lose money..."

Lu Fan rolled up his sleeves and landed the white chess piece on the Lingmao chessboard, and said.

The inclusion of the Dao Sect was really Lu Fan’s sudden idea.

Lu Fan has always fallen into a misunderstanding.

In fact, if you want to build Bai Yujing into a transcendent force that is above all the schools of thought, there is actually a more pleasing shortcut.

That is... the inclusion of hundreds of schools.

When the hundreds of schools have become forces under Bai Yujing, wouldn’t Bai Yujing naturally become a transcendent force?

Lu Fan always felt that he was a kind person.

So, he asked Lao Nie to go and find out the bottom first. If the Dao Sect can agree to the incorporation like the Tianji family, then everyone will be happy.

If he doesn't want to, then Lu Fan will be so kind.

Nie Changqing had a little dry mouth.

The Tianji family is now incorporating the Dao Sect...

Nie Changqing seemed to see Lu Fan's huge ambitions. He was also a little excited while his mouth was dry.

"What? Don't you dare?"

Lu Fan glanced at Nie Changqing and raised his eyebrows.

"You have reached eleven stages of Qi Pills. If you refine a strand of spiritual energy, you will be able to complete the Qi Pill realm and try to impact the body treasure."

Lu Fan's words lingered on the terrace.

Nie Changqing's face turned upright and sat upright.

"The Body and Tibetan Realm is actually not easy to impact. The overlord rushed to kill ten thousand troops with great pressure. It was a little short of the time to break through the body shackles with great pressure. Do you think you can break through the body treacherous without any pressure?"

Lu Fan asked back.

Nie Changqing was shocked, one overlord and one horse rushed to kill the troops?

"Don't live too easily. Your current strength is really not worth mentioning. If you keep your complacent, you will be eliminated in the future."

Lu Fandao.

Nie Changqing clenched his fists.

"Transform your condition and ask Ni Yu for three Qi Gathering Pills, only three, no more... Although the pills are good, you are different from Ni Yu. She can knock the medicine to break the realm, but you, Ning Zhao, Yi Yue and others are not allowed to do this."

"If there is any violation of the precepts, severe punishment will not be punished."

Lu Fan tapped his fingers on the wheelchair handguard and said.

Nie Changqing's face was serious, and Zheng focused on his head.

Young Master... Are you giving up Ni Yu?

Nie Changqing turned his head and looked at Ni Yu on the island with her butt sticking out and silly refining the alchemy. He pursed his lips.

"Go."

Lu Fan waved his hand.

Nie Changqing stood up and went down to the Baiyujing Pavilion.

The wheelchair automatically turned, leaning on the railing, Lu Fan looked at the dawn on the lake, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

He suddenly had some expectations, and Bai Yujing was recruiting hundreds of schools and becoming a transcendent force.

Bai Yujing became a transcendent force and was actually only one layer of film, and the collection of hundreds of schools was to break the film.

On the island in the middle of the lake.

Mo Liuqi knelt quietly on the bluestone slab.

He had been kneeling all night, but Lu Fan ignored him.

Mo Liuqi did not give up.

He wants to worship Bai Yujing, he wants to learn the method of cultivating immortals, he wants to become a true practitioner, he wants to...revenge.

suddenly.

Mo Liuqi was shocked.

He raised his head and looked forward to the Baiyujing Pavilion hazy in the mist.

"Young Master..."

Mo Liuqi clenched his fists.

"You are defeated by the Overlord. Failure is not scary. What you are afraid of is that you cannot get up after failure and be blinded by hatred."

Lu Fan's ethereal voice resounded in Mo Liuqi's ears.

"Young Master...what should I do?"

Mo Liuqi let go of his clenched fists, his palms trembling, and tears flowed all over his face.

He saw with his own eyes that Azhu withered like a blood-colored mandala in front of him.

He picked up half of the small face mask with the broken ink.

His tense heart was shattering.

"Young Master... You have great magical powers. Can you save Azhu and your face? I am willing to spend your whole life being a cow or a horse to exchange for their safety..."

Mo Liuqi knelt on the ground, crying like a broken child.

On the island.

Nie Changqing, Ning Zhao and others looked over.

Looking at Mo Liuqi who was crying heart-wrenchingly concentrated slightly.

This kind of sad true love will only be revealed if you lose your closest relative.

"They are dead."

Lu Fan's ethereal voice lingers.

"The dead souls of a man go to hell and cannot be resurrected."

Lu Fan's words made Mo Liuqi's heart even colder.

"However, now that the spiritual energy is revived, the world changes greatly, go out and go around more and find opportunities for immortality. In the future... it is not impossible to reopen hell, and the soul returns."

Mo Liuqi was stunned, raised his head suddenly, and a look of hope burst out in his eyes.

"You try to become stronger. When you are strong enough to reopen hell, maybe... it is the time when you meet them again."

Lu Fan's voice is still ethereal.

But it was like a wisp of nectar, bringing nourishment and hope in the dry and desperate desert of Mo Liuqi.

Mo Liuqi stood up and bowed deeply to Lu Fan.

Then, he turned around and left the island in the middle of the lake in a lonely boat.

He was about to leave Beiluo City, he was about to explore the continent, look for immortality, and he wanted to become stronger until he could regain the day of hell reincarnation.

"You can go to the border area, perhaps, hope will be in a place full of despair."

On the pavilion.

Lu Fan took a sip of green plum wine, watched the railing, and reminded him.

The clouds and mists are lingering in the air.
To be continued...