This technique is simply unfathomable.
To wipe away the words on the plaque from a distance and replace it with a new name for the building, it's not magic trick but truly creating something out of thin air. Who else in the world can do this?!
Nie Changqing took a deep breath, and Gongzi's method once again refreshed his worldview.
Ning Zhao was also amazed, but quickly calmed down.
After all, Gongzi had already shown too many miraculous things.
Nie Changqing held a pig-killing knife, while Ning Zhao stretched her fair and slender neck, gazing at the newly named building.
"Bai Yu Jing..."
Both murmured, savoring the name.
"From now on, 'Bai Yu Jing' will be Gongzi's power."
Lu Fan sat in a wheelchair, rubbing his fingers and chuckled, "You are now members of Bai Yu Jing."
"Thank you, Gongzi, for your generosity."
Nie Changqing and Ning Zhao's hearts trembled slightly.
Lu Fan propped up his chin, nodded slightly, and felt in a good mood.
"In the future, when you are outside, you can call yourselves disciples of Bai Yu Jing..."
"Yes."
Both nodded slightly.
A gust of wind blew, lifting the fallen peach blossom petals from the ground.
Lu Fan sitting in a wheelchair, his temples also fluttered in the wind.
A peerless son, unparalleled in the world.
Ning Zhao became slightly absent-minded.
A gleam of radiance flashed in Nie Changqing's eyes.
Bai Yu Jing...
Soon, the name of this force will resound throughout Da Zhou.
Perhaps it will become a force that surpasses all the schools of thought.
He, Nie Changqing, was once a renounced disciple of the Dao Sect, and now he has a new identity...
Disciple of Bai Yu Jing.
And he had a hunch that the name Nie Changqing, disciple of Bai Yu Jing... might be even more resounding than when he was in the Dao Sect.
Nie Changqing lowered his head, looked at the scattered peach blossom petals on the ground, and suddenly pulled up the corners of his mouth, smiling.
From a discarded dog of the Dao Sect to the disciple of Bai Yu Jing.
Everything... is becoming more beautiful.
Lu Fan sat in a wheelchair, the three characters "Bai Yu Jing" on the plaque danced, Ning Zhao watched Gongzi absentmindedly, while Nie Changqing was full of thoughts.
Under the stone steps of Bai Yu Jing Building.
Those who were scared by the sudden withering of the peninsula's peach blossoms sat paralyzed on the ground. The courtesans who sold themselves to the Drunken Dust Tower also had expressions of disbelief.
Especially **, their faces filled with panic.
Didn't they change the plaque? But... why is the plaque of the Drunken Dust Tower gone!
Instead, it was replaced by the three characters "Bai Yu Jing"!
What on earth is this Bai Yu Jing?!
...
"Sister Ning, dismiss those courtesans and send them away from Hu Xin Island with some silver, settle them down."
"I don't want to see anyone other than 'Bai Yu Jing' on this island anymore."
"Old Nie, guard Hu Xin Island. No one can step on the island without my permission."
Lu Fan propped up his chin and said lightly.
"Yes."
Ning Zhao bowed and slowly walked towards the courtesans and ** sitting on the ground.
Nie Changqing nodded and stood silently at the door, holding the pig-killing knife.
Then Lu Fan's mind stirred.
A prompt appeared.
"Enlightenment Aura Gift: Door Tablet Matching (Xuan-level top-grade treasure, possession of enlightenment aura, the observer has a one in ten thousand chance to gain an enlightenment opportunity, the higher the cultivation level, the higher the chance of enlightenment)."
"Do you want to mount the matching door tablet?"
Lu Fan raised an eyebrow. A Xuan-level top-grade treasure?
His Spiritual Pressure Chessboard was a Xuan-level low-grade treasure, and this matching door tablet was even higher?
Now, Lu Fan understood the classification of treasures by the system.
First is the class, based on the Taiji Yin and Yang, in the class there are minor levels, which are low, middle, high, and top-grade, the four minor levels.
"Mount it."
Lu Fan confirmed in his mind.
Soon after, Lu Fan saw that the hanging couplet describing the wind and moon on the gate of the building disappeared and was replaced by two black iron plaques.
"Heaven as a chessboard, stars as pieces."
"Earth as a pipa, roads as strings."
Lu Fan looked at the two plaques that condensed out of thin air.
Raised eyebrows.
Quite interesting.
The two questions were connected, and just by looking at them, it seemed as if there was a mysterious momentum.
Rubbing his forehead, Lufan shifted his gaze.
After looking for a while, there was no sign of any enlightenment.
Indeed, relying on luck was not suitable for him.
Of course, it could also be because he did not meet the standards for enlightenment.
Enlightenment was only easier to touch for those who possessed great wisdom or those who had reached a bottleneck in their cultivation and were just one step away from breaking through to a higher realm.
And Lufan was not really like an ordinary cultivator.
"Old Nie."
Lufan called out.
Nie Changqing turned around and looked over.
Lufan didn't say anything, he just raised his hand and pointed at the hanging plaque made of two black mysterious irons.
Nie Changqing was startled.
His gaze shifted and fell on the couplet.
Hmm?
At first glance, there was no feeling.
On the second glance, Nie Changqing's pupils contracted.
On the third glance, Nie Changqing felt as if his heart had been struck by a heavy blow.
Splurt!
He spat out a mouthful of blood.
The Qi and blood inside his body roared uncontrollably, and there were six uncontrolled explosions.
His whole body felt as if it had been struck by a tremendous force.
Staggering backward.
He felt a tremendous pressure all over his body, his eyes were bloodshot, and he stared fixedly at the couplet, as if his eyeballs were about to burst with blood.
Finally, his legs gave way.
With a crack, he knelt down and cracked the blue bricks.
Lufan raised his eyebrows, slightly surprised.
With a thought, the wheelchair beneath him automatically changed direction. He hadn't expected Nie Changqing's reaction to be so intense.
The sound of heavy breathing echoed as Nie Changqing took deep breaths.
His eyes were bloodshot.
Nie Changqing lowered his head, shifted his gaze away, and had a look of unwillingness on his face.
When he was looking at the couplet, it seemed as if a deeper understanding of the "Sword Technique" flashed through his mind.
However, that moment of enlightenment passed too quickly, and he couldn't grasp it.
"It's a pity..."
"Now that your Qi Dan realm cultivation is still weaker, this couplet contains the aura of enlightenment. If your cultivation were sufficient, perhaps there would be special gains."
Lufan leaned back in his wheelchair and said casually.
Just as he finished speaking, his gaze became somewhat surprised as he looked around the Lakeheart Island.
His line of sight fell.
The peninsula's peach blossoms had withered, as if their vitality had been completely drained. A gentle breeze could easily turn them into flying ashes.
But around the island, ten emerald-like plants grew.
In each plant, it seemed as if there was an aura waiting to burst forth.
"Hmm?"
Lufan was surprised. The Ascension Chrysanthemum seeds actually grew so fast?
Afterward, he figured it out and smiled.
When the Ascension Chrysanthemum seed was planted, it would forcefully absorb all the vitality and energy of ordinary plants, using it to nourish itself.
Plants didn't reason like humans, they only followed the most primitive instincts.
I am stronger than you, so I will plunder you.
Lufan stroked his palm and his eyes narrowed slightly.
It seemed that there was no way to plant other plants on Lakeheart Island anymore, except for these ten Ascension Chrysanthemums, unless they were also spiritual plants.
Lufan squinted his eyes, thinking about how the peninsula's chrysanthemums would sway.
When the lake breeze blew, it gave a feeling of leisurely picking chrysanthemums by the eastern fence.
Deep down, Lufan was actually looking forward to it. When the ten Ascension Chrysanthemums bloomed and released their aura, combined with his own aura.
This Lakeheart Island... might become a misty and spiritual immortal island, a true cultivation place.
With anticipation and prospects for the future, Lufan stretched and yawned.
"It's time to return to Beiluo City and solve the problems between the aristocratic families and the sword sects."
Lufan supported his chin and fiddled with a chess piece.
"Although I have a good temper, I can't stand being provoked. If Dad has something difficult to handle, then I'll do it..."
Lufan chuckled, and a strange gleam flashed in his eyes.
"Moreover, in Beiluo City where 'Baiyujing' is located, there is no need for any other forces."