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Chapter 1541 Finale (Part 2)

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    Lu Fan came back, sat down behind the counter with a smile on his face, and said, "Let's go see Lu Qi and the others after a while. This brat cultivates too fast, and his temperament is like his mother's. He is a clever ghost. I  I'm afraid if I give him any more benefits, he will become the number one demon in history. You brat, I can't stop him. He is determined to become a demon cultivator. What's so good about him?" Lingyao said.  A demonic cultivator doesn¡¯t kill innocent people indiscriminately, he doesn¡¯t eat people¡¯s blood, and he doesn¡¯t benefit himself at the expense of others. I think it¡¯s pretty good. If all the demonic cultivators in the world were changed by him, it would be completely peaceful.¡± Lu Fan said: ¡°That¡¯s what he thinks.  If you want to become the world's first moral demon cultivator, you can just change the Tao Xin Demon Sect to the Taoist Sect." Lu Fan also looked helpless.  Lingyao and Huanyue laughed very happily.  Now the world is at peace, the demon cultivators are restrained by Wu Kongling and do not cause chaos, the four realms have returned to peace, and everything is fine.  Nothing to worry about.  At most, they are just those Chaos Beasts that ran out of Chaos and caused trouble everywhere.  These actually aroused the interest of the strong men in the world to slaughter beasts.  For them, it¡¯s just about eating all the delicacies in the world and traveling around the four worlds.  Lu Fan, who was bored, also started to study wine making.  All his cultivation was spent on how to make better wine noodles.  Of course, these things cannot really be known to everyone in the world.  Otherwise, the Lu family would probably lose half of their face to him.  Therefore, Lu Fan opened a small shop by himself.  Or take advantage of Fatty Dong's territory.  "Anyway, he is now the leader of the Jiuxiao Sect. If he says a word, Fatty Dong has to listen and recognize it.  Wearing baggy clothes and an unkempt look on his face, Yang Tian sat on the recliner, swaying around, looking at the bright moon in the horizon.  At this moment, a young man, about sixteen or seventeen years old, suddenly stumbled into the store.  His body was stained with blood and he looked a little embarrassed, but his face had a resolute expression.  "Boss, wine!" The young man rummaged around in his arms, took out a handful of coins, and put them on the table.  Lu Fan looked at him, smiled, took out a jar of wine, sat in front of him and said, "Young man, what are you so troubled about?" The young man clenched his fists and gritted his teeth: "I will be kicked out of the family in half a year.  , I drove out of the capital and went to my hometown to guard the cemetery. I don¡¯t accept it. I practice hard every day, but why can¡¯t I condense my strength? I know that I am born with a weak constitution, but the Martial God Lu Fan also started from a humble background, why can¡¯t I!¡±  The young man took the wine jar, raised his head and took a sip.  Lu Fan looked at his hands. They were all wounds from hitting stones, some were old and new, and blood was still flowing.  Another glance showed that his body was indeed very weak and it was difficult for him to practice martial arts.  Lu Fan watched him take a sip of wine and his whole body began to turn red. He asked with a smile: "Then do you plan to continue practicing?" The young man said: "Of course, martial arts is my life, and I vow to become a warrior.  Why am I telling you this? This wine is good. Is the money I gave you enough?" As he said this, the young man hurriedly felt around.  Lu Fan flicked his finger on the wine jar, and a wisp of strong energy was injected into the wine.  With a smile, Lu Fan said: "Don't worry, it's enough. Drink a few more sips. Believe me, you will succeed, as long as you persist!" The young man looked up at Lu Fan with some drunken eyes and said, "Really?"  Lu Fan smiled and said: "Of course it's true. What's your name?" The young man took the wine, took another sip, and said swayingly: "My name is" Before he finished speaking, he completely  Drunk and passed out on the table.  Lu Fan looked at him and laughed.
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