Chapter 13: I come, so there are immortals
In an instant, Yuwen Xiu and Xiang Shaoyun were dumbfounded. Who were they? As the emperor of Da Zhou and the governor of Xi County, their status was noble and they could be considered superior to ordinary people. However, at this moment, they were unexpectedly pushed aside.
Lu Fan floated in the air, surrounded by spiritual energy that constantly lingered, making his appearance and figure even more elusive and unpredictable.
"What do you mean?" Yuwen Xiu frowned before he could speak.
Xiang Shaoyun's anger was already suppressed. "If you want to optimize and modify our cultivation methods, we won't force it. In the future, don't regret begging for help from this immortal."
"The immortal fortune has been granted to you, whether you believe it or not is up to you."
"With the revival of spiritual energy and the return of the immortal realm, the entire continent will undergo earth-shaking changes. The fact that you can obtain this immortal fortune is a blessing you earned through three lifetimes of cultivation. If you don't cherish it, then it truly is pitiful."
Lu Fan's body was surrounded by spiritual energy as he spoke. His voice was ethereal, like a celestial being whispering in the sky.
"Go now, since you have been chosen, this immortal will give you another chance. Three days later, you can have another opportunity to enter the realm of immortals."
"Ridiculous, ridiculous..."
At the next moment, Lu Fan brushed his sleeve.
The spiritual energy turned into a hurricane.
Yuwen Xiu and Xiang Shaoyun wanted to say something, but their bodies, condensed by spiritual energy, were directly crushed and expelled from the platform.
In the spacious immortal pavilion, only the distant pork vendor and Nie Changqing remained.
Lu Fan floated in the misty spiritual energy and looked at Nie Changqing.
His gaze was meaningful.
"Will you also leave?" Lu Fan said indifferently.
Nie Changqing took a deep breath. Although everything before him was too fantastical, his intuition told him that perhaps... this was not a dream.
"Are there... truly immortals in this world?" Nie Changqing asked.
Lu Fan didn't answer immediately. He just glanced at Nie Changqing.
"There were no immortals in the world."
"I came, so there are immortals."
These plain words made Nie Changqing tremble violently, as if he had suffered a great shock.
He slowly closed his eyes.
After about three breaths, Nie Changqing opened his eyes. He looked at Lu Fan, determined and stubborn.
"I... don't believe in immortals," Nie Changqing said to Lu Fan.
Lu Fan remained unmoved. "Whether you believe it or not, the immortals are there."
Nie Changqing smiled. "However, even though I don't believe, I can give you my cultivation method."
As he laughed, a touch of melancholy appeared in his eyes.
"For me, the so-called cultivation method... is already useless."
"Now, I am just a butcher."
Nie Changqing said with bitterness.
Lu Fan sat calmly among the floating spiritual energy, his expression calm and indifferent. Perhaps Nie Changqing had a story, but he had no wine. He didn't want to listen to stories either.
"Recite the content of the cultivation method, I'll listen," Lu Fan said lightly.
Nie Changqing's gaze showed reminiscence as he slowly recited the incantation of the Blood Relocation Technique and the techniques of knife skills. As he spoke, the characters condensed by spiritual energy flowed out like rivers, neatly arranged between heaven and earth.
Nie Changqing was stunned by the surprise, but he calmed down and continued reciting.
After a long time, Nie Changqing finished reciting.
And above the sky, there was a chapter of over a thousand words, flowing gracefully.
"Daoist Sect's Blood Relocation Technique."
"Knife skills, Knife Empathy Technique."
Lu Fan was surprised in his heart. He didn't expect this ordinary butcher to actually have a special identity.
A disciple of Daoist Sect...
Lu Fan squinted his eyes.
Aside from the imperial court of Da Zhou and the various powerful feudal lords, there were many martial forces in the Wuhuang Continent. In the martial world, there were different schools and various schools of thought.
Daoist Sect was one of the schools of thought, full of mystery.
In addition to Daoist Sect, there were Confucianism, Mohism, School of Military Affairs, Sword Sect, Yin Yang Family, Heavenly Secrets Sect, and so on...
Of course, the term "Hundred Schools of Thought" didn't mean that there were exactly one hundred forces, but rather a general categorization.
The current Grand Tutor of Da Zhou, who was also the teacher of the emperor Yuwen Xiu, came from Confucianism, one of the hundred schools of thought.
A disciple of Daoist Sect... reduced to a butcher?
Was he hiding his identity, or was there some hidden story?
For a moment, Lu Fan became curious about Nie Changqing.
"The cultivation method is useless to me. I am already a useless person. If you, immortal, want the cultivation method, you can take it," Nie Changqing waved his hand lazily and then, looking somewhat bored and indifferent, said, "May I leave now? I still have twelve pigs waiting for me to slaughter."
Lu Fan floated among the interwoven spiritual energy, appearing and disappearing in the immortal pavilion.
"No rush..."
"These low-level cultivation methods that don't even know how to utilize spiritual energy properly won't take much time to modify."
Lu Fan said.
His voice was elusive, profound, and unfathomable.
Nie Shaoqing's body stiffened at the words.
This was the top-level cultivation method of the Dao Sect, how could it be considered inferior?! "Activate [Mission Hall] access... Modify the cultivation methods 'Dao Sect Blood Moving Technique' and 'Knife Manifestation Art'," murmured Lu Fan in his heart.
In the next moment, a series of gossip characters floated in front of Lu Fan's eyes, forming a neat array.
In Lu Fan's eyes, these characters were like keys on a keyboard, neatly arranged and stacked in front of him.
He rubbed his palms together. The corner of Lu Fan's mouth twitched slightly, and then he stretched out his palms, hovering them above the characters.
His ten fingers began to move, touching the characters with their fingertips, emitting waves of rippling fluctuations.
It was as graceful as an elf, as if playing a joyful tune. Nie Changqing raised his head and watched as Lu Fan's fingers moved erratically, as if a lunatic.
This guy... must be an idiot. Qian, Dui, Li, Zhen, Xun, Kan, Gen, Kun... Each rune had a special meaning, and when combined with the corresponding rune in different arrangements, it was like writing code to create a program that could perform specific operations according to a predetermined meaning.
Although the [Mission Hall] could optimize **, create treasures, and so on... these functions existed, but Lu Fan needed to develop them.
In Lu Fan's understanding, the [Mission Hall] could be regarded as a fantasy version of a programming program.
"Congratulations to the host for completing the modification of the ** modifier [Ten Thousand Laws Furnace (lv1)], and obtaining a remodeling reward of 5 attribute points."
Just as Lu Fan finished writing the small program for ** modification, a system prompt popped up.
Lu Fan was stunned, and then filled with joy. Hidden mission? Accidentally obtained a reward of 5 attribute points... 5 attribute points were equivalent to 50 strands of spiritual energy! What a great harvest! His mind stirred. The system panel popped up.
Host: Lu Fan
Title: Qi Refiner (permanent)
Qi Refining Layer: 1 (Progress of the second layer: 10,100 strands)
Soul Intensity: 15
Physical Intensity: 05
Spiritual Energy: 6
strands Remodeling Reward: "Mystical Qi Refining Chapter"
World Rating: Five Phoenix Continent [Low Martial]
Permissions: [Mission], [Mission Hall], [Spiritual Energy Projection]
Branch Permissions: [Ten Thousand Laws Furnace (lv1)]
Available Attribute Points: 5
As expected, a branch permission appeared in the system panel.
"Ten Thousand Laws Furnace... lv1? It seems that the Ten Thousand Laws Furnace also has different levels,"
Lu Fan laughed. Inside the Mission Hall, Lu Fan focused his consciousness on the branch permission, and in the next moment, it was as if there was a roar of the Great Dao.
The entire Mission Hall trembled.
Hearing the sound of the Great Dao, Nie Changqing's heart was filled with shock and terror.
Lu Fan somehow had a palm-sized furnace in his hand. Facing Nie Changqing's shocked gaze, Lu Fan remained calm, as if he was used to such scenes, holding the furnace and operating it normally.
Maintaining the elegance and mystery of an immortal. His pinky finger curled up like an exquisite orchid, holding the lid of the [Ten Thousand Laws Furnace].
Then, one by one, the characters in the floating cultivation method chapter obediently jumped into the furnace as if they were alive.
"Do you want to consume 5 strands of spiritual energy to modify the 'Dao Sect Blood Moving Technique' and 'Knife Manifestation Art'?" A line of text popped up as a prompt.
Lu Fan's face stiffened, feeling a painful sensation in his breath.
Modify ** and it would cost 5 strands of spiritual energy? He felt like he was being taken advantage of! Lu Fan's heart was bleeding, but he had no choice.
He had to finish what he started, even if it meant doing so with tears in his eyes.
"Modify!" Lu Fan gritted his teeth.
Indeed, in the spiritual energy bar, 5 strands of spiritual energy were taken away, leaving only 1 lonely strand hanging there.
The [Ten Thousand Laws Furnace] in his palm began to operate at high speed.
"Modification complete, ** 'Dao Sect Qi Cultivation Technique' and battle technique 'Sword Control Technique' successfully deduced, grade: Yellow High Rank."
Below, Nie Changqing took a deep breath.
The voice of the Great Dao just now made the blood in his body, which had been dormant for many years, boil.
An irresistible terror and dignity made him feel shocked.
Could it be... immortals really exist in this world?! Suddenly, Lu Fan opened his eyes in the void, stepping on auspicious clouds in the misty fog, exuding an immortal aura.
"The cultivation methods have been modified for you, take them," Lu Fan said calmly, holding the furnace with one hand and behind his back with the other.
As his words fell, he swept his sleeve.
Nie Changqing felt as if something strange had entered his mind, and the scene in front of him started to blur.
His body, condensed by spiritual energy, suddenly shattered.
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