The System Takes Me to Practice

After understanding, the Ice God Clan is in the East City, thousands of kilometers away, so it took the Yang Fan and the three people an hour to reach the East City.

Different from other places, the entire East City is the territory of the Ice God, so there are few monsters, and the people walking on the street are all Humans, and most of these humans are Ice Gods.

Like the normal city, there are some shops on both sides of the street, and the currency used for transactions is Lingshi.

"Look, my house is here."

Follow Bing Xue'er to a mansion, the gate of the mansion is very large, and the plaque alone is three meters long.

The three characters "Patriarch's Mansion" are written on it.

The three of them came to the door. The guards at the door were taken aback for a moment, and then their eyes widened, their faces full of disbelief.

Eventually a guard reacted and rushed into the mansion to shout.

"Patriarch, madam, the eldest lady is back!"

Wow!

Before he walked in, Yang Fan heard a roar of flying dogs and a lot of footsteps, and he was constantly approaching the door.

About a minute later, the maids and guards in the mansion stood near the door, including two old men.

Yang Fan squinted his eyes and clearly saw the cultivation of these two people.

Late fit!

The two old men who came out casually had the strength of the later stage of the fit, thinking about it, Bing Xueer's father, the patriarch of the Ice God Race must be very strong.

"Welcome the eldest home!"

Leading by the two elders, he bowed his hands towards Bingxue'er.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's all gone."

Bing Xueer chuckled, and when she laughed, she also showed a proud expression to Yang Fan to show her extraordinary identity here.

"Sher!"

suddenly. A deep male voice came out of thin air, before the sound came.

Then there was a twist in the void, and a middle-aged man wearing a gray ancient costume appeared.

The middle-aged man has a short breath on his chin. Although he is entering middle age, he can still see his handsome face when he was young.

Dan Feng had some folds on his forehead, and his face was a little delicate, and there was also majesty.

Yang Fan frowned.

Because of the man's strength, he was far from able to see through, and from the way the man appeared, he was definitely a strong man in the Mahayana period. This made Yang Fan actually start to get nervous, feeling inexplicably like seeing the old man.

"Daddy!"

Bing Xueer rushed into the embrace of the person, and the middle-aged man hugged Bing Xueer with a smile on his face.

"I'm back, come back. Are you wronged outside?"

"No. And I also met a very good friend."

"Oh?"

The middle-aged man was surprised, and then cast his gaze on Yang Fan and Zi Jingyi.

Yang Fan and the middle-aged man looked at each other for nearly half a minute.

Finally, the middle-aged man looked away and nodded.

"Hello, friend of Xue'er, I am her father and the patriarch of the Ice God clan."

"Hello patriarch!"

Yang Fan bowed his hand.

The middle-aged man looked at Yang Fan curiously.

High-level disguise, unless it is an immortal, even a half immortal can't see through it. Therefore, Bing Xueer's father only saw that Yang Fan's cultivation was in the middle stage of the fit, at the age of 400 years.

"Young man, you are very good. The four-hundred-year-old fit period, if it is passed out, it is estimated that the major forces will compete for it."

"The patriarch is absurdly praised, just call me Yang Fan. The fit period is not good enough, and I have already joined a sect."

"Oh? Is it also a magic sword?"

Bing Xue'er's father was surprised, said.

"Father, let's talk inside."

Bing Xueer interrupted the conversation between the two in time.

"Good! Go inside and say."

Bing Xueer's fight and everyone left, pulling Yang Fan to a guest hall.

"Don't be so restrained, my father is very good, but his name is a bit dirty."

Yang Fan: "What's your name?"

Bing Xueer: "Bing Tianyou!"

Yang Fan: "Isn't it nice?"

Bing Xueer: "As the saying goes, my fate is involuntary, and my name is God Bless."

"Cher is back."

At this time, a beautiful woman came out.

The woman is full of body, and she seems to be Bing Xue'er's mother. But in Yang Fan's view, the woman's appearance was like that of Bing Xue'er's sister, and the years did not leave a mark on her face.

"Miss, meeting for the first time, hello, I am a friend Bing Xueer brought from the outside world, my name is Yang Fan."

Although Yang Fan does not have much experience in how to make a good impression in a woman's heart, there is one thing in common.

There is no woman who doesn't like others to praise herself as beautiful and young.

The woman was surprised and looked at Bing Xueer.

"Yes, mother!"

At this time, Bing Xue'er's father Bing Tianyou came in, followed by several maids, holding four cups of tea in his hands.

This woman is actually Bing Xue'er's mother.

Yang Fan was surprised.

"My mother's name is Bing Mingxue, even though she is very young on the surface, she is actually four thousand years old."

Bing Xueer secretly transmitted the voice.

Yang Fan: "..."

"I can't believe that there will be friends of the opposite sex."

Bing Mingxue said as she looked at Yang Fan.

Bing Xueer's cheeks were slightly red.

Bing Xueer's father Bing Tianyou sat in the upper seat.

"I heard Xue'er say that you are a disciple of the sect opposite to Xue'er's sect?"

Bing Tianyou's implication, how did the two become friends? Is Yang Fan sent to approach Bing Xueer?

"It seems that the patriarch of the Ice God Clan is not stupid, otherwise how could he know so clearly?"

Yang Fan thought in his heart.

"Father, Sun Wukong is an inner disciple of the Shenjian Sect, but it is not a problem at all to become a core disciple. Moreover, he is also an 8-rank alchemist."

Bing Xueer was still more or less pure-minded and straight-hearted, and directly told Yang Fan who knew it.

Jing, the guest hall was quiet, Bing Tianyou and Bing Mingxue looked at Yang Fan with monster eyes.

Yang Fan: "In fact, I was already a core disciple of the Sword Sect. I just called it an inner disciple in order not to attract attention."

Bing Tianyou nodded, "You are an eight-rank alchemist at your age. Are you a child of a hidden super family?"

"Father, haven't you found out yet?"

Bingtianyou frowned, a little bit confused.

Then Bing Tianyou carefully induced Yang Fan.

Suddenly, Bing Tianyou's face changed drastically, and Yang Fan was so frightened that he thought he had seen that he was not from the Ice God clan.

"You are also the Ice God Race?!!!"

Although he was in doubt, his tone was extremely shocked.

"The Ice God Curse·The Ice God is alive!"

An illusory figure ten meters high appeared on top of Yang Fan's head.

Seeing this familiar figure, Bing Tianyou showed such an expression as expected, and the shock in his heart gradually calmed down.

"Father, Sun Wukong is a clansman I came across by chance in the outside world. You don't blame me for rashly bringing him into the clan?"

Bing Xueer glanced at Bing Tianyou wincingly.

"How come, I am too late to be happy."