The System Takes Me to Practice

As everyone looked for a place to rest, Yang Fan watched silently. He wanted to know if he would arm his defense without reminding him.

Sure enough, some of Long Yangjun's disciples who ranked first in strength came around and jointly arranged some simple formations. The effect was also very simple, just to trigger the alarm.

At the same time, traps were laid, and the main thing to prevent was those fierce beasts with low intelligence.

Seeing this, Yang Fan underestimated the abilities of these people.

Staying in the sect for a long time cannot give them their vigilance.

One night passed quickly, the sun had risen high, the sun was shining, and the air was still full of fragrance of flowers.

"go!"

Yang Fan opened the stone gate and walked in first.

The others showed no weakness and followed Yang Fan's steps.

Walking into Shimen, Yang Fan felt a wave of spatial fluctuations.

When they fully entered the stone gate, everyone could see the corpses of human monks scattered on the ground, broken weapons, and pieces of stone remains scattered on the ground.

Look at the year, at least tens of thousands of years.

"Everyone, be careful. There are so many people who died here. There must be a mechanism. Everyone stands and walks with the footprints of the people in front."

Long Yangjun whispered.

Yang Fan walked in the forefront without warning, but affirmed Long Yangjun's actions.

The more you go in, the more you can feel the yin qi, because there are too many people dead here, and the grievances persist after death and accumulate throughout the year.

If a person who has no cultivation base stays for a while, he will go mad at a short time, and die on the spot.

Everyone's speed is getting slower and slower, because there are more and more dead bodies on the ground.

Although he has been dead for a long time, the remaining aura tells everyone that the weakest people who die here also have the strength of Yuan Ying Consummation.

Qiang Qiang!

At this moment, Yang Fan's powerful hearing heard a subtle weapon collision in front of him.

Yang Fan quickened his pace, and Long Yangjun and others had no choice but to follow.

About ten minutes later, Yang Fan and his group came to a place similar to a sacrifice, where Yang Fan found ten disciples of Danta.

Around them, there are several moving stone statues. Each stone statue holds a weapon. Although it looks clumsy, it is very flexible. Moreover, each stone statue has at least the early stage of infant transformation, and the strongest one reaches the middle stage of refining. However, he was restrained by a male disciple of Danta.

Depending on the situation, they seemed to have touched some mechanism that caused these stone statues to come back to life.

"what!"

One of Danta's mid-infant disciple was accidentally approached by the stone statue, pierced into the chest by a shot, and nailed to the wall.

Just as the stone statue clenched its fist and was about to smash his head severely, a female disciple flashed past, and the stone statue's two arms were cut off.

Another figure flashed past, and the stone statue would be cut into several pieces like vegetables, completely losing its combat power.

The disciple pulled out his spear and swallowed a pill, fearing in his heart.

"Thank you Sister Sister for her life-saving grace."

"Be careful in the future. You know that this stone statue is a small state higher than you, and you still have to do it. You won't have such good luck next time."

Na Danta female disciple sticking the ball head, holding a long sword, her eyes are cold and scary.

"Sister Shui's words, I will definitely remember them."

The woman's name is Shui Ruo. She is a core disciple of Danta, and also a direct disciple of Danta Elder Tao Hong.

Tao Hong, the great elder of Danta, is a veritable genius in refining medicine. Although he is now three thousand years old and has entered middle age, he is a half-way monk. He only started refining medicine when he was 2500 years old. The previous tower master discovered his talent and accepted it as a registered disciple. Now he is a seventh-rank alchemist, and his strength has reached the terrifying early stage of the Tribulation.

In the outside world, many people say that if Tao Hong chooses to continue practicing instead of becoming a pharmacist, he is probably also a terrifying powerhouse in the Mahayana period. Although it is false, it is enough to prove that Tao Hong is not only talented in refining medicine, but also talented in cultivation.

Soon, with the help of Shui Ruo, most of the stone statues were solved. The only thing left was a figure that was twice as big. It was a man who fought against it with a big knife in his hand. .

The man was calm and calm when faced with an attack from the stone statue. He always kept awake when he was about to attack him.

The man's name is Fu Wenshu, who is the core disciple of Dan Tali in charge of the law enforcement team.

Unlike other sects, the power of the law enforcement team is in the hands of disciples, and the purpose is obvious, which is to cultivate the disciples' hard work. Because the person who can sit in this position is definitely the strongest among all the disciples of Danta.

Moreover, the benefits of this seat are many.

Fu Wenshu was dressed as a scholar, dressed in elegant costumes, with a handsome appearance, a pair of eyes looking at Hanxing, his brows were as lacquered, his chest was broad, and I wanted to go home in the wind. If there is no big knife in his hand, other people will definitely feel that this person is just a mortal with no cultivation base.

It was Yang Fan who saw him and inadvertently praised him.

Suddenly, Fu Wenshu's eyes became sharp, as sharp as eagle eyes.

He slashed forward with his right hand. A big knife, which was a few meters away from the stone statue, suddenly appeared in front of the stone statue. In the blink of an eye, the stone statue's head was chopped into pieces. Then, the stone statue that had lost its head thundered and turned into pieces on its own.

"it is good!"

Many Danta's disciples applauded.

"As expected, Senior Brother Fu, even if you compare with the elders in the door, you won't fall behind."

A **** female disciple is full of peach blossoms.

Shui Ruoqiao, who had been watching Fu Wenshu's face, blushed, and she felt different about Fu Wenshu in her heart, but she was full of loss.

It turned out that Shui Ruo once expressed his love for him to Fu Wenshu, but Fu Wenshu was obsessed with cultivation and was not interested in matters of men and women, so he refused directly, and he still blocked the road.

It is said that men chase women, across the mountain, women chase men, interlayer yarn. But in Shui Ruo's view, it was a woman chasing a man, a lifetime away.

At this time, in the pavilion where the Immortal Tomb was located, the leaders of various forces were watching the situation of their disciples.

At this moment, Xiang Mingxu, the second elder of the Shendaomen, spoke to the great elder of Danta, Duan Wudedao.

"Brother Xiang, look at that disciple of your Danta, he is very good, he reached the late stage of Void Refining at a young age."

Xiang Mingxu disagreed, took a sip of tea and said.

"Brother Duan is serious. Although Fu Wenshu has a good talent and is low-key, he is too obsessed with cultivation. On the contrary, he has some understanding of the world. This is not good.

"Brother Xiang, you don't know something. I think it's okay to indulge in cultivation. Young people should lay the foundation as soon as possible. When you get to the fairyland, I am afraid you will regret not working hard before."

The two of them laughed loudly, and didn't care about other people's strange eyes.