This is Lu Fan's first retreat.

In a day and night, he built a new secret realm in the [Duoshima] and combined the "Dragon Raising Land" with the new secret realm.

This is a huge project that requires continuous excellence.

If the secret realm of Wolongling Immortal Palace can only be regarded as a small fight, then this time the construction of the secret realm is a real big deal.

After all, Lu Fan plans that this time the secret realm is over, a practitioner who can be born who can enter the realm of body and treasury needs to be born.

As for the secret realm, the Lu Fan has not been released yet, and it is still preserved in the [Duoshima], waiting for the right opportunity.

Opening his eyes, the breeze blew his white shirt.

Gently let out a breath.

Lu Fan raised his hand and rubbed his temples.

Building a secret realm requires huge soul strength, especially this time, the improvement of the large secret realm makes Lu Fan's mind a little hazy.

With a casual move, the bronze wine glass placed on the wooden carved table in the red shirt floated over.

The wine in the glass was already cold, and Lu Fan was in seclusion, and Ning Zhao did not dare to get into the hot wine without any chance.

Drinking all the wine in the glass in one sip, the cold and sour smell made Lu Fan's mind slightly clear.

Then, my mind moved, and words came from outside the island and poured into his ears along the wind.

Lu Fan raised his eyebrows.

The Lord Baiyu Jinglou.

Nie Changqing stood with a knife on his back, and his sword was rolling intent.

He guards the pavilion and will not let anyone go over half a step, and so will Ningshao and Izuki.

As for Ni Yu in the distance, he filled a bag of elixirs with sachets, sitting on the stone slab, one by one, knocking one by one.

The young master said that she would practice while eating...

She really did it.

Jing Yue was on the side, carrying a pineapple wooden sword box, staring at Ni Yu with resentment... the pill in his hand.

After taking the Qi Gathering Pill, Jing Yue successfully condensed Qi and entered the Qi Dan Realm.

That wonderful feeling made him unable to forget it.

suddenly.

On the island, the huge depression dissipated.

Everyone was shocked, raised their heads and looked at the second floor of Baiyujing Pavilion.

But on the terrace, a boy in white clothes leaned against the railing and listened to the wind, looking at everyone below and smiling.

"Young Master is out of seclusion!"

Ning Zhao and Yi Yue looked at each other, and they were all happy.

If the young master doesn’t leave the pass, Beiluo City may be in chaos.

Ning Zhao wore a white dress and floated to the second floor, pushing his wheelchair down the pavilion.

"Young Master, the emperor comes out of the imperial capital and comes to see you in person. However, we are blocked by us and are now waiting in Beiluo City..."

Ning Zhaodao.

Lu Fan was in a wheelchair, pressing his elbow against his hands and rubbing his temples gently.

"I know."

Lu Fan's answer was very calm.

Ning Zhao was stunned.

"Sister Ning, find me a fishing rod..."

Lu Fan suddenly said.

Ning Zhao was stunned, and Nie Changqing, who was carrying a pig-killing knife, couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

"Young Master wants to fish?"

Nie Changqing asked.

Lu Fan nodded slightly and looked at Beiluo Lake in front of him. The breeze blew the lake surface shimmering.

Beiluo Lake is the first "dragon-raising land" pointed out by Lu Fan.

"Here."

Ning Zhao didn't ask too much, and quickly went to find a fishing rod.

"Young Master, the emperor is waiting, won't you go to see him?"

Nie Changqing asked in white clothes.

Lu Fan rubbed his temples and closed his eyes slightly.

"Let me finish my business."

Nie Changqing stopped talking.

The atmosphere became a little quiet, leaving only the lake breeze blowing, shaking the sound of chrysanthemums swaying in the distance in the wind.

"Click, crack..."

Suddenly, a strange sound rang out.

Lu Fan opened his eyes and his eyes moved slightly, falling to the place where the sound source came.

Ni Yu stared at her and took out a piece of icy-coated Qi-gathering pill from the stuffed sachet, stuffed it into her mouth, and bit it down, and a crisp sound.

That way... it seems like eating sugar beans.

Ni Yu was a little furious when Lu Fan's eyes looked at her, her hands were trembling, and she trembled and pulled out a icy-gathering pill from the treasure bag.

"My husband... I'll give you a pill?"

Lu Fan's lips twitched and he waved his hand.

"You eat so much, eat more, remember to find a place where no one is after eating..."

Ni Yu was slightly confused.

soon.

Ning Zhao returns.

Lu Fan took the fishing rod, which was a very ordinary fishing rod. He pinched the bent sharp hook, pressed it on it with white fingers, and slowly used force to straighten the hook, turning it into a sharp straight hook.

"Young Master...how to fish with straight hooks?"

Ning Zhao was stunned.

Lu Fan smiled without saying anything.

Living alone on a lonely boat, Lu Fan was sitting on a wheelchair at the bow of the boat, throwing out the fishing line and hook. With a "bang", the hook entered the water and rippled.

Nie Changqing, Ning Zhao, Yi Yue and others stood on another lonely boat.

Looking at Lu Fan, he was fishing in the lake with a straight hook fishing rod.

...

There has been a lot of chaos on the shore of Beiluo Lake.

Lu Changkong had a cold face. Luo Cheng behind him stared at the officials kneeling on the ground, and murderous intent emerged in his eyes.

Who are these dog officials scolding? Who are the demons?!

There was no movement in the emperor's carriage.

"Everyone, be careful."

Lu Changkong looked at the ministers who were kneeling on the ground, beating their chests and stamping their feet, and said with a cold face.

The old eunuch next to the emperor's carriage also hummed softly in his nose.

"The country cannot be without a king for a day. Your Majesty has been in Beiluo for two days, and the imperial capital has already made a pot of porridge."

"Now that the bandits have just retreated, and the Great Zhou Dynasty is in chaos. How can Your Majesty wait for the demons here!"

"Please turn around!"

An obese old man in a gorgeous dress knelt on the ground, pooping in his belly, cried until he cried.

"What kind of virtue does Lu Ping'an have to let His Majesty wait like this!"

"Although Lu Ping'an has fame and fortune, he is a minister, Your Majesty is a king, and the rule of the king and his subject must not be disturbed!"

One by one, the officials of the Great Zhou Dynasty kept persuading them.

Outside Beiluo City, chariots and chariots were galloping, and smoke and dust were rolling.
To be continued...