The System Takes Me to Practice

"Senior, this is your thing, please keep it away."

Gong Junjie lost the arrogance of confronting Yang Fan before, and turned to a humble posture.

This is the world of cultivation, everything is respected by strength, even if the strong person is younger and lighter than himself.

"Ok."

Yang Fan took it and planned to leave directly.

"Senior, what you said before is true?"

Gong Junjie was referring to the captain of the Onmyoji Division who was in charge of fighting the army of alien ghosts a month later.

"Do I need to lie to you?"

Yang Fan smiled and walked towards the first floor, leaving Gong Junjie on the spot in a daze.

In the lobby on the first floor, the ghost cultivator with hair was sitting next to the counter. Seeing Yang Fan coming down, her eyes were always on him.

"Senior succeeded?"

Yang Fan nodded, glanced at the woman, and suddenly made her cheeks flush.

After leaving the appraisal center, Yang Fan returned to the Yin Yang Pavilion. Inside the Yin Yang Pavilion, the female ghost cultivator who had seen the person before saw her expression slightly changed, revealing a strange look, and said.

"Senior, haven't you found the Onmyoji Appraisal Center?"

It has only been more than ten minutes since Yang Fan came here for the first time.

In the eyes of the female ghost repairer, if Yang Fan had become an onmyoji in such a short period of time, she would not believe that she was killed, even though she was already dead.

"No."

When he came to the counter, Yang Fan directly took out the onmyoji president.

The female ghost Xiu was slightly surprised, subconsciously picked up the badge, glanced at her, she was short of breath, her eyes widened, she couldn't believe it.

"Three...Level three, Master Onmyoji, I'm sorry!"

The female ghost Xiu knelt down with a bang, trying to kowtow to admit her mistake.

Yang Fan raised his hand slightly, and volleyed up the female ghost repair.

"No need to apologize, you did nothing wrong."

Yang Fan is not the kind of person who has little belly and chicken intestines.

"Master Xie."

If the female ghost cultivator had a physical body, her heart must be beating wildly at this moment, and her blood would soar.

"Take me to see what Onmyoji used for cultivation."

"Yes!"

The two came to the third floor. There were not many people here, and the people who came were all Onmyojis. Every monk who entered this floor had to check the Onmyoji badge before coming in.

As soon as he arrived on the third floor, Yang Fan saw a familiar figure, the second-level onmyoji Shi Pengcheng who had been beaten by him before.

At this time, Shi Pengcheng hadn't noticed Yang Fan's arrival, and looked at the merchandise with his back to Yang Fan.

"My lord, what do you need?"

A male salesperson on the third floor came to Yang Fan with a respectful expression.

His name is written on the work card on his chest, his name is Zeng Kangcheng, and his strength is not high, only infant change.

"Is there anything that enhances the strength of Yin and Yang?"

After all, the level of Onmyoji was only given through the system, so Yang Fan didn't know how to raise the level of Onmyoji.

"Yes, please follow me."

Zeng Kangcheng led Yang Fan to the innermost counter. Inside the counter were reasonable fruits, one black and one white. Yang Fan felt a strong yin and yang force, very pure.

"what is this?"

Yang Fan was a little curious.

Seeing that Yang Fan didn't even know this, Zeng Kangcheng didn't show contempt in his heart, only that Yang Fan had just become an onmyoji.

"My lord, these are Tianyin Fruit and Tianyang Fruit, which contain the purest Yin and Yang power."

"This is a specialty of the underworld?"

"Yes, it's just that these fruits are grown in the underworld in a relatively remote place, so the quantity is relatively scarce and the price is more expensive."

Zeng Kangcheng intentionally reminded.

"How many?"

Yang Fan also knew that this kind of thing must be expensive, so he was ready to dig out a lot of spirit stones.

"One is worth 100,000 merit points."

One hundred thousand merit points are replaced by spiritual stones, which is one hundred thousand top-grade spiritual stones, one thousand top-grade spiritual stones.

If you change to an ordinary monk, you really can't afford it.

"How many do you have here?"

One thousand yuan per piece was barely within Yang Fan's acceptance range. After all, Yang Fan obtained nearly hundreds of millions of superb spirit stones from his home.

"what?"

Zeng Kangcheng thought he had heard it wrong.

"I will buy as much as there is."

Yang Fan took out a storage ring and took out all the best spirit stones inside.

Wow...

A lot of top quality spirit stones piled up the entire counter, and many of them fell to the ground because they couldn't fit, making a crisp sound.

hiss!

The onmyojis present widened their eyes, and when they checked, there are nearly one hundred thousand best spirit stones? A superb spirit stone is the size of a ping-pong ball, and one hundred thousand pieces will have filled the ground around Yang Fan.

This is because Yang Fan only released a small piece, all of which was released, I am afraid it will be full here.

Shi Pengcheng also noticed the abnormality, his eyes cast his eyes, and he was suddenly angry.

"It's this **** kid again, one day, I want you to look good."

The arrival of Yang Fan made Shi Pengcheng no longer have the desire to continue buying, and he hurriedly left after checking out.

Zeng Kangcheng quickly counted all the Tianyin Fruits and Tianyang Fruits.

"My lord, there are three hundred in total."

With a big wave of his hand, Yang Fan took back some of the extra top-grade spirit stones. Zeng Kangcheng explored his divine sense to check. There were exactly 300,000 top-grade spirit stones, no more, no less.

"Besides these two fire types, are there other similar effects?"

"Yes, please come, my lord."

Can Kangcheng lead Yang Fan to find other cultivation resources, but those are not as effective as Tianyin Fruit and Tianyang Fruit. Three hundred Tianyin and Tianyang Fruits were enough for Yang Fan to practice for a long time.

So Yang Fan looked around casually, shook his head in Zeng Kangcheng's eyes, and left the third floor.

As soon as Yang Fan left, Zeng Kangcheng thumped his brother with excitement. The 300,000 superb spiritual stone, and the commission alone was enough to purchase the resources he needed for cultivation.

A few people stood at the corner of the third floor of the Yin Yang Pavilion. They were the few people who had sat at the end of the onmyoji assembly room.

Yang Fan's big hand made a few people startled.

"Huh!"

Suddenly, the ** Yang Master sitting at the back slapped his head and yelled.

"Scared me to death, Wanyu, what is your name?"

A young and handsome onmyoji looked at the vocal yang master, her name was Lin Wanyu, and this handsome male onmyoji was his Taoist companion, named Wei Yongzhen, who had a mid-integration cultivation level.

The two were originally from a poor and remote mountain village. Later, by chance, they ate the Yin Yang Kingdom by accident and entered the threshold of cultivation. Later, a sect discovered that they were talented and recruited as disciples.

The two were originally childhood sweethearts. After joining the sect, they also met disciples who wanted to pursue Lin Wanyu, but they were both defeated by Wei Yongzhen. Both of them were onmyojis, and the head of the sect and the elders valued them very much, so there was no objection to the two becoming Taoists.

Now knowing that the underworld is going to summon the Onmyoji, the two came to the underworld after notifying the head and elders.