Li Hongtian

A young man sat on a chair and looked out at the ocean. With one wisp of Spirit Qi, he could point anywhere on this vast and expansive world, pointing at any place that didn’t look right.
Someone once became the last one to wield a knife that could decapitate huge dragons and bathed in dragons’ blood. Someone once loved treating others to chicken soup, so he kept nine phoenixes in his backyard. Someone once sat lazily on the top of mountains as his words flooded river banks, and his qi could hold a million soldiers back. Someone once moved mountains and shifted hills with just one brush, his paintings so captivating it could enchant immortals and deities. That year, the warmth of spring made the flowers bloom. They were merely an ordinary butcher, a bookworm, a chicken farmer and a poor artist. This is the story of how a Low Level Martial World Continent was transformed into the Ultimate Fantasy Universe. 


Building The Ultimate Fantasy

On the island in the center of the lake.

Lu Fan, who was thinking about the extremely complicated chess game in front of him, suddenly frowned slightly.

He looked up and saw a stream of light falling rapidly on the vast sea. With his hands on his waist, he swung his horsetail whisk and stepped on the waves towards the island in the center of the lake.

Daoist tonggu shouted with his hands on his waist.

Lu fan was stunned. He didn't quite understand what Daoist Tonggu was up to?

Over the years, he had seen what Daoist Tonggu did in the Five Phoenixes. Lu fan completely understood that this quasi-saint from the ancestral land of the human race was actually a real... Joker.

He would pretend to be a beggar and beg in a small city in the five phoenixes. If he met a talented youth, he would follow him and say whether he wanted to learn a secret manual or not. He only wanted five steamed buns.

Chapter 638, do I, Lu Pingan, look like I’m living off a woman?