The System Takes Me to Practice

What Xuanyuanlong didn't expect was that Yang Fan's realm improved too quickly, and there were too many opportunities to encounter, plus the secret weapon of the system. It only took more than ten years to reach the heavenly fairyland, and the real combat power has surpassed the true immortal, and it is not a problem to deal with the second and third floors of the golden fairyland.

Therefore, the things Xuanyuanlong prepared for Yang Fan to use in the Heavenly Wonderland stage were already tasteless to Yang Fan. It was a pity to discard them and tasteless.

In this way, half a year, half a year, was enough to spread the news of Beizhou City to the entire downstream continent. Naturally, the disciples of Xianwuzong received the news one after another, and none of them were not shocked by Yang Fan's identity.

And half a year ago, the hand that Yang Fan showed in front of the Pill Pavilion directly promoted the ranks of four or five hundred Pill Pavilion disciples with outstanding talents. This kind of event has already shocked the senior elder and other high-level officials.

In the inner courtyard, on the first mountain, a man with thick eyebrows, big eyes, slightly fat cheeks and short hair sat slowly.

The man was wearing black clothes, black clothes and black trousers, and runes appeared on a pair of black and gold boots.

In his hand, he held a jade symbol about Yang Fan's information.

"Yang Fan? It's kind of interesting. Such a young man is still an eight-rank alchemist, and he should be no more than 50,000 years old. But why did he choose to be in the outer courtyard instead of the inner courtyard? He can obviously become a 100,000-grade genius."

On the first mountain in the entire inner courtyard, only a man was talking to himself. The surroundings were mysterious and terribly quiet.

He is the first genius of the Xianwuzong inner courtyard, the number one 100,000-grade genius, and the strongest person in the entire inner courtyard.

Although the realm is only the tenth peak of the Golden Fairyland, the true combat power has already reached the Taiyi Golden Fairyland, which is already the realm requirement of the Outer Sect elders and core disciples within the Xianwu Sect.

His name is Zhan Tiancheng, and there is a legend in the lower continents. He once used his own power to fight against three cultivators of the tenth floor of the Golden Wonderland without losing. In the end, he killed one and retreated safely.

At this moment, Zhan Tiancheng sensed someone from the mountain peak and immediately got up.

Outside the mountain, a young man dressed in red, draped in long hair, and a beard stood with his eyes closed. With the appearance of Zhan Tiancheng, the man opened his eyes fiercely, his eyes sharp, like a falcon.

Zhan Tiancheng: "You are here again."

Distributing man: "Yes, I am here again."

Zhan Tiancheng: "How long has it been since you came last time?"

The distributing man said without thinking, "One hundred years."

Zhan Tiancheng asked again: "How many times have we been doing this?"

Distributing man: "Ninety-nine times."

"What's the score?"

"I am forty-nine and you are fifty."

"That's good. I am applying for the core disciple assessment recently. This is the last time you and I are in the inner courtyard. No matter what the result is, you should never come to me again."

The pupils of the man shrank and his voice became a little hoarse.

"You have the confidence to pass?"

Zhan Tiancheng did not speak to answer the man, only a smile.

"Okay, I see, then let's start."

Zhan Tiancheng nodded, walked back to his dojo, and sent a man to follow.

A few hours later, the two of them walked out of the mountain in embarrassment, but the distribution of men was more obvious.

"The victory is divided. Don't come to me anymore."

Zhan Tiancheng was very happy, and finally threw the hot potato, but through the comparison with the distributing man, he felt that the hope of passing was great.

Distributing a man's decadence, as if he was wearing a hat of forgiveness.

"Can you tell me why you want to become a core disciple so urgently? Don't you know that in less than twenty years, the Zongmen Grand Competition will begin."

"I know that the Zongmen Competition is about to begin, but what I want is to fight him."

Having said that, Zhan Tiancheng fell into memory.

When the distributing man heard Zhan Tiancheng say "he", his heartbeat suddenly accelerated, as if that person had some magical nature.

"You mean Zeng Zhuojun? He seems to have been a core disciple for 20,000 to 30,000 years, right? I don't know how strong his strength has reached."

The man sighed. His name was Xiao Chenquan, the owner of the second mountain in the inner courtyard.

Among the two populations, Zeng Zhuojun was the first peak master of the previous term, and together with Zhan Tiancheng and Xiao Chenquan, he was named the three hegemons in the inner court. The strength of the three of them is similar, Zeng Zhuojun is the strongest, Zhan Tiancheng is second, Xiao Chenquan is third, and there is no opponent in the entire inner courtyard.

Only more than 20,000 years ago, Zeng Zhuojun took the lead in breaking through to the Taiyi Golden Immortal, challenging the position of the core disciple, and finally he succeeded. The status of Zhan Tiancheng and Xiao Chenquan naturally rose by one rank.

Xiao Chenquan came this time just for the hundredth battle against Zhan Tiancheng. But in the end, Zhan Tiancheng was still very powerful. This time he lost and fell regretfully with a score of 49:51.

Xiao Chen knew it all. With his current state, he still couldn't pass the core disciple's assessment.

At this time, in the palace of the Tianhuo Dynasty, the Grand Prince's Mansion, the whole mansion was filled with stench. Half a year has passed since Yuanlong returned. The stench on Yuanlong's body even alarmed King Tianhuo. That day, King Huo knew that it was the hand of the demon pet, who was a disciple of Xianwuzong.

Over the past six months, the King of Skyfire has recruited many pharmacists, but he still couldn't solve the stench on Yuanlong's body. It seemed that the stench had penetrated into his bones and could not be eradicated.

During the period, the King of Fire also invited Lin Xuantian, the lord of the Beizhou City Branch Hall, but Lin Xuantian was not there. Two other seven-rank alchemists were found, but there was still no way. The only way was to sprinkle a lot of herbs on the place where Yuanlong lived. But even so, the stench still cannot be prevented from spreading.

A few kilometers around the mansion of the prince prince was already seldom crowded. For this reason, the ministers in the court turned to other princes, which made Yuanlong angry and hated Yang Fan and the lord.

At Zhou's house tens of thousands of kilometers away, Zhou Feilong looked at his crotch with a sullen face, and a strong desire emerged in his heart, but there was no response from under him.

Even Zhou Feilong needed to pinch and stretch it with his hands, or he would pee on his body, which made him extremely angry, and the scene of Yang Fan feeding him the pill appeared in his mind.

"Ryuer, why have you used a bath for so long?"

Outside Zhou Feilong's room, there was a beautiful middle-aged woman with looming horns on her head. She walked by and had a faint body fragrance.

"Mother, it's nothing, just thought of something while bathing."

Zhou Feilong hurriedly got up, Xian Yuanli was shocked, and the water stains on his body disappeared.

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