Building The Ultimate Fantasy Chapter 635 – the Childe is her heaven  

The Tonggu Taoist took a deep breath, his face somewhat solemn.

Did not pay attention to the melon seeds dropped, at this time, where also have the mind to pay attention to melon seeds.

“This arcane realm… could it really be the work of a Saint? In order to ‘create a saint', no… creating a saint is not that easy. It should be said that it is to lay a solid foundation for the five Phoenixes.”

Daoist Tonggu thought to himself.

This made him even more certain that there was a celestial saint standing behind the five phoenixes.

He had been protecting the five phoenixes the entire time. Otherwise, the five phoenixes'rapid rise from a low-level martial world to an immortal martial world would have attracted the attention of fiendgods long ago. When they were weak, the five Phoenixes definitely wouldn't be a match for Fiendgods.

After all, any Fiendgod was at the emperor realm at the weakest.

“The mind of a saint… I can't figure it out.”

“But what is the purpose of creating a five phoenixes? A saint would never do something meaningless.”

“Could it be that the existence of the five phoenixes has other meanings?”

Daoist Tonggu's mind kept spinning.

Otherwise, he would not be able to explain how a saint invested so much energy and means in the five phoenixes.

If the saint thought highly of Lu fan, then it would be good to specifically raise and nurture Lu fan. Daoist Tonggu had thought so before, but now it seemed that the saint's goal was not just to raise one Lu fan, the appearance of the White Jade Palace seemed to be to raise the entire five phoenixes..

Daoist Tonggu's gaze became more focused as he stared at Tantai Xuan, who was spreading out the fluctuations of the second level of the soul.

“The second level of the soul is only an increase in the level of the soul. It won't affect one's cultivation base, but… it unintentionally increases the upper limit of one's cultivation base.”

“The soul is like the capacity of a cup. The capacity of the first level of the soul is small, and reaching the heavenly emperor is the limit. The second level of the soul is much larger, and it can nurture a quasi-saint…”

Daoist Tonggu looked deeply at the figures sitting cross-legged on the steps of the White Jade Palace.

Now, Daoist Tonggu was certain that the value of the white jade palace was no less than the place of Enlightenment formed by the three statues of the Beast ancestor.

The statues of the beast ancestor cultivated cultivation, while the white jade palace cultivated the soul level.

Both were very important, but if one had to say one, perhaps the cultivation of the soul level was a little more difficult.

This was because the advancement of the soul level required one's own comprehension, making it even more profound and difficult.

Daoist Tonggu suddenly felt that it was a pity.

It was a pity that the palace didn't allow him to enter. If he could comprehend the third level of the soul level in the palace, perhaps the human race would have another saint.

The birth of a saint was enough to have an enormous impact on the situation of the entire human race.

“However, although Tantai Xuan has entered the second level of the soul, it is still difficult to maintain it. Some people can enter in an instant, but they will quickly weaken. Maintaining it is the foundation.”

Daoist Tonggu narrowed his eyes. He was no longer in a hurry.

He sat down again and continued to eat melon seeds. He was very curious about how many surprises this white jade palace could give him.

On the island in the center of the lake.

Lu Fan's face was slightly pale.

His mind was focused on the preaching platform, connecting the primordial spirit power of the Fire Elemental God to the White Jade Palace, providing the support of the primordial spirit power of the White Jade Palace.

Hualala..

The powerful primordial spirit power was continuously transmitted to the white jade palace through the chains on the eight trigrams array cauldron.

The fire elemental God felt his primordial spirit rapidly flowing away, and he was slightly frightened.

“What did you do? !”

“You Want to drain me? !”

The God of fire element began to feel uneasy. He angrily attacked the eight trigrams formation cauldron, wanting to break out of it.

At that moment, he felt a large wave of his primordial spirit's power being absorbed. That Bite… almost took his life.

If he continued at this speed and pace, seven or eight times, he would be sucked dry sooner or later!

Lu Pan also discovered this problem, this was a very serious problem.

The primordial spirit power of the current fire elemental God could be said to be the main source of the White Jade Palace. If Lu Pan were to support it, he would probably be sucked dry in an instant.

If this continued, it was only a matter of time before the fire elemental god was sucked dry.

Lu Pan had to think of a way.

“If I want to milk the cows, I have to let the cows eat better…”

Lu fan was deep in thought.

He exited the mission platform.

Lu fan was blowing a breeze on the pavilion. His head was slightly bloated. Although he had constructed a channel to supply the god of fire element's primordial spirit energy, the transmission of this channel.., required Lu fan's primordial spirit energy to conduct. Therefore, Lu fan would also be somewhat exhausted.

However, it was not a big problem. With Lu Fan's primordial spirit power, he would be able to withstand it very quickly.

What he cared about was how to maintain the fire elemental god's output for a long time..

“Use pills?”

Lu fan pondered, then controlled the Thousand Blade Chair to float into the alchemy pavilion and into Ni Yu's little treasury.

He dug out all the pills that Ni Yu had refined over the years, but he found that the medicinal effects were not able to help restore his primordial spirit.

Lu fan sighed. Could it be that he had to research such a pill formula?

But now, Lu Fan's primordial spirit was under a lot of pressure to maintain its output. If he were to study the pill formula again, his primordial spirit would probably be too exhausted.

“Oh right, the medicinal pills can't do it, but the spirit herbs can…”

“I'll also go through Father's little treasury.”

Lu Fan's eyes lit up. After making up his mind, he floated out and headed toward the ancient tomb, Lu Changkong's research room.

In the ancient tomb.

Lu Changkong's research area.

The herbal field was being opened up one mu at a time. A rich fragrance spread out from the herbal field, and the medicinal herbs were fluttering in the wind.

Lu Fan's gaze swept across the field. He looked at many divine herbs, but he was not satisfied. He could not find the one he wanted.

Lu fan continued to walk deeper into the herbal field.

Soon, Lu Fan's eyes lit up.

“Backwater grass, a top-grade divine medicine. It can be applied orally or externally. Toxicity: low. It can increase the speed of blood flow and strengthen the body's functions until it explodes. It can increase the strength of a desperate battle.”

Under a stalk of grass covered in red blood threads, there was a board with the medicinal properties of this divine medicine written on it.

Lu fan smacked his lips.

“Poison is poison. What divine medicine…”

Lu fan was speechless.

This backwater grass sounded nice, but in reality, it was a poisonous grass that could cause one's blood to explode.

If one was not careful, one's blood would explode, and one would die.

Lu fan shook his head. Although this divine medicine was not bad, it was not what Lu fan was looking for.

As he searched, many top-grade divine medicines entered his eyes. These were the results of Lu Changkong's past years. Lu fan was dazzled and dumbfounded.

He had always thought that his father was just playing around. Most of the time, he was cultivating poisonous herbs to increase the strength of the myriad poison body.

However, he did not expect that his father would actually produce so many strange poisonous herbs.

“I have it!”

“Chaotic god Chrysanthemum, a low-grade immortal herb. Oral, Toxicity: medium. After swallowing, it will stimulate the primordial spirit and increase the release of power of the primordial spirit. It will cause the primordial spirit to expand and eventually explode.”

Under a semi-transparent chrysanthemum that was like a jellyfish, there was a signboard with an introduction.

Lu fan was extremely satisfied. He found it, this was what he was looking for!

With a thought, the spiritual energy stacked into a thick protective glove. Even Lu fan didn't dare to be careless. After all, the intermediate toxicity that his father mentioned was absolutely terrifying.

Lu fan didn't want to be poisoned to death by Lu Changkong's poison after such a smooth ride.

After picking the chaotic god Chrysanthemum, Lu fan didn't stay long. He glanced at the two remaining chaotic god chrysanthemums in the medicinal field. He thought about it and decided to leave some for his father.

On the stairs of the White Jade Palace.

Tantai Xuan's expression was peaceful.

There was a faint white dot surging between his brows. It was a sign of an increase in soul power.

After Tantai Xuan stepped into the second layer of the soul realm, he faintly sensed something strange. He looked around.

The world that was originally flawless in his eyes had become less vivid at this moment.

However, Tantai Xuan did not break it and leave.

It was a rare chance for him to be reborn. Tantai Xuan planned to give it a try.

In this life, with his mortal body, would he be able to reach the peak.

To what extent could he lead Great Xuan?

After Tang Xian's death, Tantai Xuan took Tang Yimo away.

Of course, Tang Guo and Tang Yimo's mother were also brought to the imperial capital to let Tang Yimo enter the academy to teach him martial arts.

Tang Yimo was indeed very talented in martial arts, and even surprised Jiang Li. He trained him wholeheartedly, and very quickly, Tang Yimo became a thousand-man commander in Great Xuan's army under Jiang Li's command.

The world was unified and Tantai Xuan began to handle matters.

After all, he had the experience of being a human emperor. He was very familiar with the way of governing the world and made Mo Beike, Mo Ju, and the other strategists who assisted him exclaim in admiration.

Under Tantai Xuan's rule, the Great Xuan dynasty ushered in a prosperous era.

Ten years passed in the blink of an eye. Tantai Xuan became more and more peaceful, as if he was about to transcend.

He looked gentle and refined, but even the most powerful blood qi grandmaster could not muster the courage to throw a punch in front of Tantai Xuan.

And during the prosperous era of the country, Tantai Xuan threw a heavy punch at the outside.

He had Jiang Li lead the Great Xuan Army and directly charged out of Great Xuan's range, charging toward Rong di and charging out of the endless desert.

Very quickly, they met with the west continent's Ma Dun Dynasty.

Under the nurturing of Tantai Xuan, the Great Xuan Iron Cavalry were all strong and powerful. There were even Jiang Li, Zhao Zixu, and other outstanding grandmaster generals.

The Madun Kingdom could not stop the Great Xuan dynasty at all and was quickly defeated by the Great Xuan dynasty.

As for Tantai Xuan, he continued his conquest.

He included the entire five Phoenix continent into his territory. Of course, this was the five phoenixes before the heaven and earth changed.

Finally, after thirty years, Tantai Xuan stood at the peak of the five phoenixes.

Because there was no cultivation civilization, even qi and blood grandmasters would still be deprived of their vitality over time. They would begin to age and gradually age.

Tantai Xuan was no exception.

Jiang Li was old and could not carry a knife.

Tantai Xuan was also old. Many of his old friends had already passed away. In an era where there were no cultivators, no one could maintain a long life. The power of the laws of time was as cruel as a knife.

However, Tantai Xuan was satisfied.

In this life, he did not choose to die of illness in bed.

When the morning sun was born, he wore the emperor's robe and sat on the throne, looking into the distance.

After decades of settling down, his soul gradually stabilized and he became more and more profound.

The morning sun shone in and pulled out a bright light in the imperial court.

Tantai Xuan's aged body was bathed in the sunlight, and the corners of his mouth curled up.

With the domineering aura of the human emperor and endless vitality, he closed his eyes.

Boom!

Everything in front of him exploded.

A stream of light shot out from the palace and quickly drilled into Tantai Xuan, who was sitting cross-legged on the white jade steps.

Tantai Xuan opened his eyes and looked calmly at the White Jade Palace. Everything was as he had expected. The life he had experienced was really just an illusion created by this palace.

However, Tantai Xuan himself could not tell if it was real or fake.

However, he knew that the experience of this life had changed him a little. It was a change in the level of his soul.

Tantai Xuan, who had been stuck at the level of nine transformation gold immortal, now felt that it was not difficult for him to become a great luo immortal.

Although he could make a breakthrough before, as his soul level increased, he could easily break through that layer of breakthrough.

Actually, Tantai Xuan wasn't the only one who had reincarnated.

Most of the five phoenixes had reincarnated in completely different ways and postures.

Among the five phoenixes, there was no spiritual aura, no cultivators, no white jade capital, and no young master Lu, they had reincarnated.

When Ning Zhao opened her eyes, she was stunned when she realized that she had returned to being a servant girl of Lu fan in northern Luo City.

Her long eyelashes fluttered, and she pursed her red lips. Her eyes could not help but waver, and there was even a hint of mist in them.

When the clanking sounds came from Lu Fan's room, Ning Zhao hurriedly pushed open the door and entered. She just happened to see Lu fan, who was stubbornly trying to get up from the ground.

“Young Master!”

Ning Zhao called out and helped Lu fan get up, sitting on the wooden wheelchair.

Lu fan did not say a word.

Ning Zhao stood at the side and quietly looked at the young master who was still a little immature and had an unimaginably stubborn look.

There was no jade-like grace, no peerless beauty, just an ordinary crippled leg, and the young master Lu who could not move.

“It's not that peerless young master…”

Ning Zhao felt a little regretful, but after feeling regretful, she felt a little hopeful.

Perhaps..

Such a young master was not an unattainable young master.

“Young Master, let me help you…”

Ning Zhao's voice became much gentler as she helped Lu fan wipe his face.

Bei Luo city was still bei Luo City. Ning Zhao realized that she had returned to her original point. At this time, bei Luo City had yet to be conquered.

Ning Zhao served Lu fan every day, doing her duty.

Her enthusiasm made the introverted Lu fan a little overwhelmed. However, he gradually got used to it.

He was used to Ning Zhao wiping his hands. He was used to Ning Zhao pushing him through the garden. He was used to Ning Zhao returning to the house and carrying him to the bed..

Ning Zhao was also used to doing this. She was willing and did not complain.

Perhaps, the young master in front of her was not that young master, but Ning Zhao was becoming more and more enthusiastic.

Many things in this world had changed.

Without spiritual energy, the young master had not grown into such a peerless genius.

He could kill millions of enemies in the chessboard.

However, Ning Zhao was inexplicably a little happy, as if the little joy in her heart could be realized.

In the dead of night, Ning Zhao would sit cross-legged on the roof of Lu Fan's house.

She would look at the stars in the sky and think about the things in the other world.

“Actually, Empress ni Chunqiu is still very enviable… at least, she has the courage to take that step.”

“And some people can only hide everything in the bottom of their hearts and watch from afar. They don't dare to say it out loud.”

Ning Zhao pursed her lips.

Although she would have regrets in her new life, Ning Zhao had poured all of her passion from her previous life into it.

Young Master was her heaven.

And as Ning Zhao counted down…

As the defending city of the Great Zhou Dynasty, Beiluo City finally welcomed the siege battle.

However, it was different from her previous life. This time, it was the Overlord and Tang Xiansheng's Alliance army that attacked Beiluo City.

The Little Emperor of the Great Zhou dynasty was ruthless, causing Bei luo city to be in turmoil.

Lu Changkong chose to defend the city.

However, the Overlord was too strong. In a world without spiritual energy, the overlord at the peak of the Great Grandmaster realm was the number one in the world.

Bei Luo City was broken.

The Peace of the Lu residence was broken.

As a martial artist, Ning Zhao had to stand up and protect the Lu residence.

Lu Changkong sent people to send Lu fan away.

One by one, the enemy grandmaster martial artists chased after her. Ning Zhao's thin body stood in front of Lu fan, guarding the young master.

Over the years, after her rebirth, her cultivation had improved a lot, and she had long entered the grandmaster realm.

However, this was not the cultivation era, and there was a limit to being a grandmaster.

More and more wounds appeared on her body, and more and more blood flowed.

However, she still stood tall, blocking the pursuit of the young master.

This was her obsession. The young master had once been her heaven, and now… She had invested everything in this life. She wanted to support the young master.

When she finally lost the strength to hold the sword and knelt on the ground, she raised her head with difficulty and looked at the carriage carrying the Lu fan, disappearing at the end of the road.

She smiled.

This strong obsession seemed to have broken everything around her.

The space was fluctuating. Ning Zhao felt everything in front of her become blurry and the world seemed to become a dream.

“It really is fake…”

Ning Zhao sighed.

However, everything was fake, but her feelings for her young master were real.

Some real things could not be faked and could not be replaced.

Ning Zhao felt that her soul was sublimating.

After the fiery emotions that had been suppressed in the bottom of her heart were released, she felt that everything in the world seemed to become clear and could be captured, and her mind was clear.

Although she had lived for a short time, she was happy to live a new life.

Sima Qingshan found that he had been reborn. At that moment, he was panicking.

He had once again become a poor painter in the city of South Jin.

On the first day of his rebirth, he rushed out of the city of South Jin crazily. He brought all his belongings and rushed towards the city in his memory.

The refugees went down the river, but Sima Qingshan went up against it.

He still remembered that he had once painted the refugees. That was the first painting he had given her.

However, he had no mood to paint at this moment.

Finally, after three days and three nights, Sima Qingshan, who was so hungry that he was powerless, finally arrived outside the city gates of the small city.

To live a new life without spiritual energy or cultivation techniques… what should he do?

What should he use to get to know her?

Outside the city gates, Sima Qingshan hesitated, hesitated, and was also perturbed.

What if she despised him?

Sima Qingshan shook his head and also resolutely entered the city.

In the city, he displayed his paintings and sold them.

He set up a stall not far away from the an mansion and all he did every day was quietly look at the an mansion's door.

When he saw that beautiful figure walk out of the mansion with a red cloak draped over her, his eyes would always brighten.

He then picked up the brush that had been moistened with ink and slowly put down his brush on the rice paper.

The graceful bearing of a young girl like a lotus flower emerging from the water was displayed on the paper.

The young girl wearing a red cloak was attracted over.

She moved lightly with her lotus steps.

Sima Qingshan, on the other hand, immediately put away his stall, put away the drawing scroll, and left in a hurry.

The young girl's gaze looked at the figure that seemed to have fled in a panic, and she was somewhat stunned.

Once, twice, thrice..

Sima Qingshan himself felt extremely vexed.

He was afraid of something in his heart.

Because the current him, Sima Qingshan, was not a cultivator. He was just a poor painter who had difficulty supporting himself.

Perhaps it was this psychological pressure that made him not dare to face it.

Sima Qingshan was very vexed. Under the moonlight, he took out the painting scroll. The graceful figure in the painting scroll was only halfway done, but it made Sima Qingshan's lips curl up slightly when he saw it.

That night, he sat quietly and recalled everything he had experienced.

He did not know if his previous experience was a dream, or if his current experience was a dream.

After thinking for a day and a night, he was like an old monk in meditation.

Sima Qing Shan finally woke up and made a decision in his heart.

He once again set up a stall in front of the an residence. When the young lady wearing a red cloak saw this, she did not come over as if she was in a fit of pique and directly took a detour to leave.

Sima Qing Shan was dumbfounded, but he did not give up.

The next day, he directly set up the stall on the path the young lady took to change her path.

The young lady was stunned, but she also took a different path in a fit of pique. On the third day, Sima Qing Shan also blocked the young lady's path to change her path again.

Finally, the young lady walked over.

Sima Qing Shan calmly watched.

One painting after another unfolded, but the young lady was shocked. Each painting was lifelike and seemed to contain an extremely powerful will, causing her mind to be shaken.

Could this poor painter be some kind of master?

The young lady took out two taels of silver to buy the paintings, but Sima Qing Shan did not refuse. He accepted the silver taels and gave another painting to the young lady, urging her to return and open it again.

Although the young lady was curious, she agreed.

After returning to the residence, she unfolded the paintings and saw that she seemed to have come to life in the paintings.

That painter… was painting her?

The young girl's face was flushed red.

Every day after that, the young girl would come out and Sima Qing Shan would send her a painting every day.

Unknowingly, three hundred days and nights had passed.

There were over three hundred paintings in the young girl's room. Every painting was of a young girl, and every movement of the young girl in each painting was different.

Sima Qingshan's calm, gentle, and smiling figure had unknowingly been imprinted in the girl's heart.

The Great Zhou had fallen, and a chaotic battle had begun.

The Peace of the small city had been broken.

Soldiers and horses charged into the city, and the small city was in chaos. Cries and howls rang out endlessly.

The an residence was thoroughly investigated by the officers and soldiers, and the head of the An family had died a tragic death. The entire residence was in complete chaos, and the servants all took their bags and fled in a disorderly manner. It was like a pot of chaotic porridge.

After Sima Qingshan learned of this, his calm heart did not disappoint him.

He braved the danger and charged into the an residence.

He found the young lady's boudoir with ease. At this moment, the young lady was helplessly hugging her legs in her boudoir.

She could not bear to part with these paintings, and she could not carry them away.

Sima Qingshan appeared and wanted to take her away.

The young lady was unwilling. She bit her lips and looked at the three hundred paintings.

Sima Qing Shan smiled, “Let's just say that we get to know each other again today. From today onwards, I will draw one for you every day.”

“I am Sima Qing Shan.”

After that, while the young girl was in a daze, she took the young girl's hand and secretly left the mansion. They left the city and entered the mountains to live in seclusion.

Several decades passed.

In a small hut deep in the mountains.

The old Sima Qing Shan's trembling hand was still covered with ink.

After the painting was done.

The old Sima Qingshan took the wine pot and burned the painting scroll in front of a small tomb next to the small hut.

Then, he drank the wine and sat on the rocking chair, quietly watching the spring and autumn.

He was in the human realm.

In the calmness, his soul seemed to be suffused with waves and ripples.

In the teaching platform.

As Tantai Xuan, Ning Zhao, Sima Qingshan and the others'souls transformed, the fire elemental God's primordial spirit power was almost drained.

“Stop pumping…”

The Fire Elemental God's roar became powerless.

Lu Fan's hair fluttered in the wind, and his white robe fluttered in the wind. As he sensed the soul-level improvements on the white jade steps, the corners of his mouth could not help but reveal a satisfied expression, and a brilliant light shone in all directions.

Then, he took out the chaotic god Chrysanthemum.

“Old fire, take your medicine.”

“Don't be vain.”

“Take a good supplement. The future of the five phoenixes depends on you.”

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