"Side Mission 2: Build a transcendent force from scratch [Current mission progress: transcendent form, Beiluo Yiba]"

"Congratulations to the host for creating the prototype of the transcendent force, "Bai Yujing", and obtaining 10 points of disposable attributes."

"Tip: Host, please continue to work hard and build 'Bai Yujing' into a transcendent force, and it is expected to obtain 1,000 points of disposable attributes."

Ahead, Ning Zhao appeared in a peerless and elegant appearance.

And Lu Fan's eyes suddenly saw a system prompt message popping up.

"The mission...is there a new progress?"

Lu Fan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. After watching it, he couldn't help but breathe.

This result surprised him a little.

He thought that he wanted to create a transcendent force that surpassed the entire school of thought to have a disposable attribute reward, but he did not expect that there was a distinction in this task.

After all, with Lu Fan's current level of Qi refining, it is a long process to build a force that truly transcends the various schools of thought.

What really made Lu Fan's eyes shine was the system prompt.

If "Bai Yujing" is really built into a transcendent force, you can actually obtain 1,000 disposable attribute points and 1,000 disposable attribute points, that is 10,000 strands of spiritual energy!

In other words, if he can obtain these attribute points, he can step into at least the third level of Qi refining.

However, Lu Fan quickly frowned.

Because, after such a comparison, he suddenly realized that refining qi... is so difficult!

1 Soul strength attribute, can only be exchanged for 10 strands of spiritual energy.

In other words, 1000 attribute points can only allow him to enter the third level of Qi Refining...

And if you want to refine Qi 100 levels, how many attribute points will you need?

He felt that he might be crazy.

Therefore, Lu Fan also understood that relying solely on attribute points to improve the level of Qi refining is definitely not feasible.

There are definitely other means to improve the level of Qi refining.

For example, preaching Taichung to cultivate practitioners, and raising the spiritual energy they refined, etc.

This is just one method, there may be other methods, but he hasn't encountered it yet.

You can even try to refine your own qi.

Recall your mind.

far away.

Ning Zhao walked over with a figure.

Her breath was a little fluctuating, and there was a hint of excitement on her pretty face.

"Young Master, after I arranged the matter of 'Bai Yujing', I rushed from Huxin Island to help the young master. On the way here, I encountered this escaped swordsman..."

Lu Fan's eyes fell on the swordsman with a bruised nose and a swollen face.

The corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch.

Nie Changqing beside Lu Fan was also speechless.

They all recognized this swordsman... wasn't this master of the Sword Sect who escaped from their noses twice?

The master of this sword sect did not participate in the battle, and he would run away every time he encountered them.

Lu Fan and Nie Changqing were too lazy to pay attention to it.

I thought this guy had left Beiluo City and flew away.

Never expected...

This man was actually caught by Ning Zhao.

Is this too miserable?

Under the face of the bruised and swollen face, it seemed to have deep doubts about life.

“Good done…”

Lu Fan was also a little amused and crying, but thanks to Ning Zhao, perhaps because she captured the master of the Sword Sect, she decided to complete the side mission in advance.

"This swordsman's sword box contains four swords, which is the master of Six Lottery... How can you win?"

Beside Lu Fan, Nie Changqing held the pig-killing knife and spoke in confusion.

Nie Changqing knew about Ning Zhao's strength, the first sound of the Grandmaster, the second paragraph of Qi Dan.

Although there are two wisps of spiritual energy on the body, it is a bit unreal when facing the Six Lottery Master and captured alive...

Lu Fan's face also showed curiosity.

Ning Zhao raised his hands lightly, grabbed the black hair hanging from his forehead, pursed his red lips, and smiled.

"At the beginning, I was indeed no match for this swordsman, and I was in danger, but... at the time of life and death, I was as clear as a mirror, but I accidentally realized... Spiritual Pressure."

"As soon as the spiritual pressure appeared, the master of the Sword Sect lost his will to fight and wanted to escape. I seized the opportunity and...beat him so much that his nose and face were swollen and captured him."

Spiritual pressure?

Nie Changqing was stunned.

Lu Fan's eyes lit up, and he looked at Ning Zhao with a little pride on his face, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

"Come on, let the young master feel your spiritual pressure."

Lu Fan gently stroked his palm and said.

"Here."

Ning Zhao threw down the swordsman Jing Yue with a blue nose and swollen face, and mobilized the spiritual energy in the Qi Pill.

"Young Master... offended."

The black hair fluttered, and the white skirt was waving.

boom!

The next moment, between the interweaving of spiritual energy, a feeling of depression suddenly appeared, pressing towards Lu Fan.

The dust was flying on the ground, Lu Fan's white robe and shirts fluttered, and his hair was blown up.

Yi Yue's face turned pale in an instant, and she felt like her chest was pressed by a huge rock. She couldn't breathe, and her slender legs were trembling slightly.

Ni Yu was fine. She was carrying the Lingpu chessboard on her back and faced Lingpu, like a spring breeze, and was not affected at all.

"It's not bad. I'm a little weaker. At least Lingpu has been introduced. Sister Ning, the blood-moving technique you learned is also my father's blood-moving technique, right?"

Lu Fan chuckled.

Ning Zhao did understand the spiritual pressure, but the spiritual pressure formed by the two wisps of spiritual energy is incomparable to Lu Fan's spiritual pressure.

However, in battle, it can become a weapon to win.

Jing Yue, who has a bruised nose and a swollen face, is the best proof.

"Yes."

Ning Zhao's energy returned to his dantian, his pretty face was slightly rosy, and he bowed to him.

"Tomorrow, you come to the young master and I want to practice the Dharma. With the help of the practice Dharma, the power of spiritual pressure can be improved to a higher level."

Lu Fandao.

"Thank you, my son."

Ning Zhao's pretty face was delighted.

Lu Fan stopped talking, his eyes moved horizontally and landed on Jing Yue who had climbed up from the ground and was about to sneak away.

In the Qi Pill, fifty strands of spiritual energy intertwined.

boom!

He turned over and wanted to be like a cunning rabbit running around Jing Yue.

Suddenly, my body was protruding, my cheeks and the ground collided intimately, my nose bridge almost stumbled, and blood splattered...

Too miserable.

Jing Yue had the urge to cry...

After so long, he fell into trouble when he took action the only time.

He just wants to live...is it so difficult?

Is the outside world already so dangerous?!

"Still run?"

Lu Fan supported his chin with one hand and tapped on the thin wool blanket covering his thighs with the other, and said lightly.

He dissipated the spiritual pressure.
To be continued...