Wudang Mountain signed for 60 years

Chapter 266, Competing for the position of young master

Zhang Fan coughed: "Bai Yunshuang, remember your identity, I am not being entertained by you."

Bai Yunshuang nodded: "My lord, I know I was wrong."

Zhang Fan turned his head to Qiu Daoluo and said, "Old Luo, what qualifications do you need if you want to join the Zhenbao Pavilion as a craftsman?"

Qiu Daolo clasped his fists and said;

"Master, do you want to become a craftsman?"

Zhang Fan nodded.

"Just go to the Zhenbao Pavilion for the assessment, and the refiners are also divided into three, six, and nine grades. As long as the young master can refine Hong-level Taoist artifacts, he can become the honored guest of the Zhenbao Pavilion."

Zhang Fan smiled: "Hong class? Too weak, if you want to refine it, you can refine it."

Qiu Daoluo looked horrified.

fairy.

Only by comprehending the Dzogchen Realm of the Great Dao of Lianbao can one refine an immortal artifact.

"Haha, what did I hear, a blunt brat actually wants to refine a fairy weapon?"

"Forget it, this kind of bumpkin has never seen the world, maybe the barren-level Taoist weapon on him thinks it is a fairy weapon."

"It's so stupid. To refine an immortal artifact, you need at least the Great Perfection Realm of the Great Way of Refining Treasures. He thought he was an immortal artifact, so he made such a big talk."

Zhang Fan looked over.

On the left shoulder hangs a unique logo of the treasure pavilion refiner.

There are several clear characters on it.

2, 4, 5...
Zhang Fan finally understood that the second-rank weapon refiner, the fourth-rank weapon refiner, and the fifth-rank weapon refiner... the three of them left slowly under the crowd of Zhenbao Pavilion.

The highest is no more than a fifth-rank refiner.

Nothing to be proud of.

Zhang Fan dismissed it.

Now comprehending the Great Perfection Realm of the Great Dao of Lianbao, and gaining the experience of a real person in Lianbao, refining immortal weapons is no problem.

Qiu Daolo said: "My lord, wait for a while, I will exchange for a trial qualification for you, you can only participate in the trial if you have obtained the qualification for the trial of the Treasure Pavilion, but you must be mentally prepared, the refiner can only slowly rise up. "

"Well, you go!"

Qiu Daoluo left, and a guard led Zhang Fan forward.

Arrived in a hall.

Zhang Fan looked at dozens of people, all of them were here to compete for the position of young master. After all, the Qiu family was already lonely, and everyone wanted to compete for this position. At that time, the family would flourish and they would have more right to speak in Zhenbao Pavilion.

These young masters were full of fighting spirit, and they didn't want Zhang Fan to take it to heart.

Ten minutes passed.

A ninth-rank celestial master stood on the stage: "Everyone is from my Zhenbao Pavilion family. There are 19 young masters in my Zhenbao Pavilion. Now that No. [-] young masters have died, they should be inherited by the Qiu family. Soon, the Zhenbao Pavilion has changed the rules and selected a young master from among you to become the agent of the Xuanhuang Realm."

The ninth-rank celestial master chattered for a while on the stage.

Zhang Fan didn't listen at all.

I heard the last few sentences clearly.

"In the arena, life and death are determined, the sword has no eyes, life and death each have their own destiny, and the Qiu family will guard the arena today." After finishing speaking, the ninth-rank celestial master stepped off the arena.

It turned out to be the case.

The position of the young master originally belonged to the Qiu family, as long as they defended the ring, they could keep the position of the young master.

Ninth Grade Heavenly Master looked at Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan walked up the ring.

"Who is this person? It doesn't seem to be from the Qiu family."

"I don't know, it should be foreign aid invited by the Qiu family. After all, there is no one in the Qiu family."

"I don't know how this person's cultivation is? Can he block my divine fire?"

"Hmph, I am the young master of the Hong family, the position of young master must be mine."

"Hmph, Hong Shaoqing, don't be complacent. On the ring, I want to teach you a few tricks."

"Li Fen, is that you?"

Zhang Fan looked at the young masters below and talked one after another. These are all arrogant and arrogant masters, but none of them dared to go on stage.

Zhang Fan frowned, turned to the ninth-rank celestial master and said, "When will the selection last, I don't have time to spend with these salted fish."

The Ninth Rank Celestial Master was also taken aback, this person has already stepped onto the stage, why are you still standing?Do not go up to challenge.

"What? Such a crazy tone."

"Hmph, dare to say that we are stinky salted fish, doesn't this person know that this sentence has offended us?"

"Very high, I, Li Fen, have finally met someone even crazier than me."

Ninth-rank celestial master said: "Just wait for ten breaths, if no one challenges the ten breaths, you will be the master and become the nineteenth young master."

Ten breath time?

Okay.

Zhang Fan looked at the crowd with contempt in his eyes: "Stop the ink, why don't you go up together!"

Dozens of young masters stared angrily.

This kid is too arrogant.

A young man flew up.

Zhang Fan remembered this guy, he was from the Murong family, who used to laugh at the Qiu family outside, and even at Zhang Fan for being overconfident.

"My name is····"

Zhang Fan interrupted him directly.

"Don't talk nonsense, let's start, I have no interest in losers."

Murong Duanmu's face was gloomy: This kid is too arrogant, I am a first-class genius of the Murong family, and I have comprehended the Dao of Cursing in a small way, you are courting death.

Murong Duanmu roared;
"Boy, you are too arrogant, take my trick, Wanzu Qiankun Palm..."

A curse spread, and a palm turned into a dragon. The dragon roared and rushed towards Zhang Fan.

Curse Avenue?

Zhang Fan smiled, you are selling water by the riverside, you are playing big swords in front of Guan Gong, and you are a fart in front of cursing Dzogchen.

Zhang Fan yawned.

Murong Duanmu's face darkened, he didn't take me seriously at all, you are courting death, cursing Dao can silently invade your body, and make you cursed.

Zhang Fan watched a little dragon that evolved from the cursed gas rush towards him.

Zhang Fan stretched out his finger.

Lightly tap on Xiaolong's forehead, Xiaolong immediately turned the faucet, roared at Murong Duanmu, and rushed towards Murong Duanmu with long and sharp claws.

Murong Duanmu was stunned.

What's happening here?
The young masters in the audience were even more astonished.

It shouldn't be, Murong Duanmu's Dao of Cursing would actually rebel?
This... What the hell is going on?

Just when Murong Duanmu was startled, the little dragon slammed into Murong Duanmu's body, Murong Duanmu screamed, his whole body was cursed by the Dao of Cursing, and a mouthful of old blood spurted out.

Murong Duanmu was knocked off the ring, and his life and death are unknown.

Zhang Fan yawned: "Next one, don't make me wait too long."

The young master looked at each other in blank dismay.

No idea what method Zhang Fan used to knock Murong Duanmu into the air.

Ninth rank celestial master's face was solemn, this person is so powerful, he used his own way of cursing to absorb Murong Duanmu's way of cursing, and then switched out in an instant, driving the Murong family members off the ring.

Where did the Qiu family find the ascetics?

one breath...

two breaths
five breaths
While the ninth-rank celestial master was chattering endlessly, a fifth-rank celestial master couldn't help jumping onto the ring.

"The young master of the Qian family, Qian Fei."

"The Qian family, Qian Fei, I heard that this person has got a chance, and he is already a road to Dacheng."

"The top [-] cutting avenues are very powerful."

"I don't know who will win and who will lose?"

(End of this chapter)