Lu Fan tapped his fingers gently on the Qianbian Chair's handguard and pondered.

It seems that we need to speed up the condensation of the soul strength.

You can try to play the second game of "Yi Tianshi".

"Feng Ling Sword?"

Lu Fan narrowed his eyes.

The reward for entering the 2nd level of Qi Refining is the Spirit Pressure Chessboard. Now, after entering the 3rd level of Qi Refining, the reward he received is the Fengling Sword.

Buzz...

A mind moved.

A mysterious force that seemed to involve rules permeate.

The road roared.

The void tear apart.

A pitch-black hole filled with extremely terrifying power, and a loud phoenix cry came from the hole in the void.

A long sword full of red body floated in front of Lu Fan.

"Sword name, Feng Ling."

Lu Fan's hair was flying with a wave of spiritual pressure.

Lu Fan's eyes were bright and reflected the sword shadow.

The sword, without a handle, is like a phoenix tail feather, exuding an extremely terrifying aura.

"Interesting, is this to cooperate with my Thousand Blade Chair?"

A sharp light flashed in Lu Fan's eyes.

"Phoenix Sword (remembered): The top-grade spiritual tool of the Xuan-level, made of the Phoenix Tail Feather."

The system's introduction to Feng Ling Sword made Lu Fan even more interesting. This Feng Ling Sword is actually a broken sword.

The Breaked Sword alone has reached the top level of the Xuan level. If it is in its complete state, will it reach the Earth level?

This reward made Lu Fan start to think about what is behind this system?

However, with the current Lu Fan's strength, he naturally cannot access what is behind the system.

He often talks about "fighting with immortals, and the joy is endless", which is not unreasonable. In Lu Fan's mind, the existence of the system is tantamount to that of an immortal.

Looking at the red Feng Ling Sword, Lu Fan waved his hand gently.

A red light flashed and immediately landed on the right hand guard of the Thousand Blade Chair, squeezing the silver sword blades on the guard.

The silver blade refined by Lu Fan is only a low-grade yellow grade. How could he compete with Feng Ling? He had to give up his handguard position.

Lu Fan's palm rested on the red guard, and felt that the entire Thousand Blade Chair seemed to have been sublimated invisibly.

The Fengling Sword seems to have become the dominant force of the Thousand Blade Chair and Thousand Blades.

Lu Fan let out a sigh of relief.

His eyes fell on another reward, random aura weed seeds.

Lu Fan still remembers ten chrysanthemums that made the spiritual energy of the lake island warm.

Now, there are new plant seeds.

Raise your hand and grab it in the void.

Then, his palm spread out, and a green seed called "Bifeng Peach Blossom Seed" lies quietly in the palm of his hand.

"Peach blossom..."

"The peach blossoms on the peninsula have just withered, and peach blossom seeds are here again."

"But it's good, the chrysanthemums on the island look really cold. If you add some peach blossoms to it, it will be more poetic and picturesque."

Lu Fan chuckled.

A mind moved.

Ten seeds immediately floated in front of Lu Fan.

Raise your hand, the long sleeves of the white shirt slide down, and your slender fingers flick your fingers on the ten seeds.

Ten seeds suddenly turned into streaming light and burst out.

Peninsula chrysanthemums, peninsula peach blossoms.

Peach blossom seeds fall.

Immediately, it broke out from the ground, absorbed the spiritual energy frantically, and began to grow. The thick rhizomes began to fall, and the green branches and leaves stretched out.

The buds are in bud and are about to bloom and hang on the branches.

The spiritual energy on the island in the center of Beiluo Lake suddenly became more and more intense and warmer.

...

Nanjun.

Dongfang just showed a trace of white fish belly.

Tang Xiansheng had already changed into a gorgeous dress and got into a luxurious horse carriage.

"Yi Mo, would you please accompany me to the imperial capital?"

Tang Xiansheng looked at Tang Yimo with a kind face.

Tang Yimo's expression did not change much. Tang Xiansheng asked him to accompany him to the imperial capital, obviously to let him protect his safety.

However, Tang Yimo did not refuse.

Last night, Tang Xiansheng sent his maid to send a lot of silk, satin and precious jewelry to his mother and sister.

He even came to his mother's wing in person and said something to her all night.

The happy appearance of my mother and sister was seen by Tang Yimo, who was lying on the roof with weeds in her arms.

This is also the reason why he agreed to go to the imperial capital with Tang Xiansheng.

"good."

Tang Yimo said.

Tang Xiansheng was happy.

Tang Baiyun respectfully bowed to Tang Xiansheng.

"Yun'er, train the Nanfu Army well. When my father returns from the imperial capital, I hope the Nanfu Army can reach a hundred."

Tang Xiansheng instructed Tang Baiyun, saying.

Tang Baiyun nodded and bowed again.

Afterwards, Tang Xiansheng stopped saying anything. He asked someone to prepare a lot of money and ordered the coachman to ride a horse into the capital.

Tang Yimo rode a red horse and followed the side of the carriage.

Tang Xiansheng, the prefect of Nanjun, personally entered the imperial capital.

This news spread completely the moment Tang Xiansheng came to Nanjiang City.

Tang Xiansheng is famous for fear of death.

Now, Tang Xiansheng has actually entered the imperial capital in person. You should know that although he had not publicly attacked the national sect before, he had also...he had some actions to agree with Xijun.

Once he entered the imperial capital, if the little emperor was unreasonable and directly imprisoned, Tang Xiansheng would be gone for half his life.

After all, Emperor Jing is not Tang Xiansheng's sphere of influence.

Therefore, Tang Xiansheng's move made many people unable to understand.

However, some people also smell the danger.

When Tang Xiansheng entered the imperial capital this time, he might have pointed his sword at the Beijun and Xijun...
Chapter completed!