The System Takes Me to Practice

"Matsunaga..."

Liu Yan has a black line on her face, apparently she knows Matsunaga.

"Of course I am amazing. He is so much older than me. I am only two thousand and six hundred years old. As far as talent is concerned, my future achievements are not comparable to that of an old man. In time, becoming a seventh-grade apothecary will not matter ."

"Then I congratulate you in advance."

Yang Fan arched his hands.

The news that Yang Fan had come to Spark Academy came all of a sudden, and many students from Spark Academy were overjoyed after hearing this. Especially those students who have witnessed Yang Fan’s face deliberately painted Yang Fan’s face and sold it.

Every piece sells a middle-grade spirit stone, and some people have made a fortune.

Since the end of the alchemy conference more than a year ago, Yang Fan's name has spread throughout the fire country, and then quickly spread to the other four countries. For a time, Yang Fan became a role model for many young people, and some even compared it to Nangong Feiyue, who was the number one in Tianjiao.

The inner courtyard of Xinghuo Academy.

A student who was only fourteen or five years old quickly ran towards the student dormitory in the distance.

Toot toot!

The man knocked on the door frame quickly.

Not long after, a senior student in his twenties opened the door, poked his head out, frowned, and looked at the visitor, his tone a little unpleasant.

"Fang Tangjing, what's the matter? If it's not an urgent matter, if you dare to disturb my cultivation, I will not spare you."

"Boss, something has happened."

Fang Tangjing said anxiously.

"Big matter? What's the matter?"

The senior student named by Fang Tangjing as the boss is Chang Wei, a special class student, and has successfully graduated from Xinghuo College. At the same time, he is also a pharmacist, and his level is not low, he is a fifth-grade pharmacist, Liu Yan is his mentor.

"Boss still remember that young 8-rank alchemist Sun Wukong who appeared at the alchemy conference a year ago?"

Fang Tang Jing said.

"I know, I heard that he is the youngest 8-rank pharmacist in the history of Wuyuan Continent. He is very talented. Even the president of the pharmacist union can't match it. What's wrong?"

Chang Wei didn't care.

"He has come to our academy. Hearing what he says, he seems to be coming to be a tutor."

"what!!!"

Chang Wei's breathing was tense. At this moment, he felt as if he heard the sound of nature, and his mind suddenly became clear.

At this moment, his heart moved. He wanted to worship Yang Fan as his teacher. As for Liu Yan, to be honest, he was just his mentor. There is only one word difference between the instructor and the master, but the relationship is worlds apart.

For a while, Chang Wei fell into deep thought.

"Boss?!"

Fang Tangjing said loudly, Chang Wei was awakened.

"Fang Tangjing, you did a good job."

Chang Wei patted Fang Tangjing's shoulder, and the pain made him gritted his teeth, then Chang Wei ran to the outer courtyard quickly.

Soon, news of Yang Fan's arrival at the Spark Academy also spread from the entire fire country, and there was a tendency to pass it on to other countries.

On the second day, several senior instructors in the inner courtyard who were in charge of teaching the refining medicines led Yang Fan to visit the Xinghuo Academy.

On the faces of these people, there was joy, because beside them was an eight-rank alchemist. If Yang Fan is happy and teaches some alchemy knowledge, it may not be far from raising his own rank.

So when Yang Fan proposed to take a stroll in the Spark Academy, these people immediately agreed.

Yang Fan did not deliberately hide his identity, so some students who knew Yang Fan followed him after recognizing him. This also resulted in a group of people following Yang Fan wherever he went. After all, Yang Fan was too famous.

"Senior grandson, I'll wait and see."

Yang Fan and his party stayed around until the afternoon, and the alchemy instructors of the Spark Academy who accompanied Yang Fan finally couldn't sit still and couldn't help but speak.

"Oh, what's the matter?"

Yang Fan already knew what these people were thinking about, so after such a long time, he deliberately didn't say anything.

"We are all pharmacists, and we encountered some unsolvable problems when we were refining alchemy. In addition, we still have some ideas to ask, I don't know the senior..."

A middle-aged man twisted and said, this was the first time to ask a monk who was younger than him.

The middle-aged teacher's name is Pan An, a sixth-rank alchemist, but he has just entered the sixth-rank alchemist, so his status is not very high.

Although Liu Yan, one of the senior members of the Spark Academy, is also a sixth-rank, her alchemy level has reached the seventh-rank, but she has little confidence in passing the appraisal of the seventh-rank alchemist through the pharmacist union.

"These things are not in a hurry. I will hold a lecture in a few days. Everyone can attend. It will not be too late to ask."

Xinghuo Academy Yang Fan didn't plan to stay long, so he decided to leave directly after giving a lecture.

"what?"

Yang Fan's voice was not deliberately hidden, so many students behind him were shocked.

Some even yelled, and then flew to other places, obviously wanting to tell other people the news.

An eight-rank pharmacist's lecture, whether it is a pharmacist or not, will not withstand this temptation.

Therefore, the alchemy instructors of Xinghuo Academy were all excited after hearing this news.

After thinking, Yang Fan decided to give a formal lecture in five days, and the venue was set on the large-scale battle platform in the outer courtyard.

The battle platform of the Spark Academy is very large, and the entire academy has only eighty to ninety thousand students, and all the students are present. There are also some places that are empty, which is a good place for lectures.

After getting familiar with the structure of Xinghuo Academy, Yang Fan stopped wandering and returned to his dojo.

The dojo is located near the high-rise residence in the inner courtyard. The environment there is beautiful. Although the area is not large, each dojo has an array to prevent it from being disturbed during retreat.

Five days passed quickly.

In the past five days, the news that Sun Wukong, the eighth-rank alchemist of God Sword Sect, was teaching at Xinghuo Academy also spread throughout the fire country.

Some of the forces that have made good friends with the Spark Academy have sent their alchemy elders and disciples to the Spark Academy in order to learn Yang Fan's alchemy techniques.

On the fifth day of coming to Xinghuo Academy, Yang Fan came to the battle stage in the outer courtyard early in the morning, with a leather sofa and a small table.

A variety of delicious snacks, wine and drinks are placed on the small table.

Yang Fan thought he had come early enough, but he didn't expect the students of Spark Academy to value his lectures so much.

When Yang Fan came to the battle stage, he found that tens of thousands of students had already arrived. These people were either sitting directly on the ground or standing directly, but without exception, no one dared to move and sit on a stool.

This is not only a disrespect to Yang Fan, an eight-rank alchemist, but also a provocation to the academy's senior management.

With Yang Fan's arrival, someone noticed.

"Look, senior is here."

Although someone painted Yang Fan's appearance and spread it out, it was impossible for everyone to see it, so when Yang Fan stepped onto the battle stage, some students glared.