Tuxian Road

"You'd better prepare well, after all, this time is targeting the monks of the entire Shengdan Sect, including the inner, outer and deacon hall monks." Wen Leling frowned.

"This junior will make good preparations. If there is nothing else, this junior will leave first." Feng Fan said goodbye to Wen Le Ling, and then left in a hurry.

Feng Fan returned to his residence, looked around the room full of spider threads, and felt a faint sense of desolation in his heart.Cultivation has no time, except for Duan Yunshang who is far away in the ancient country of Jinyue, all relatives have passed away, and only I stay alone in the ancient country of Wanyu.After tidying up the place, Feng Fan changed into a set of clothes, and finally fell into a deep sleep.

On the second day, Feng Fan went to the alchemy hall first after getting up in the morning, and paid all the elixirs he owed over the years, and then went to the deacon hall.There are many disciples gathered here, and their cultivation bases are all at the middle stage of alchemy and above, and they are here to sign up for the competition.Feng Fan slowly stood at the back, with a relaxed expression on his face.There is still a month before the competition, Feng Fan is not in a hurry, so he waits quietly behind.

At this time, several monks flocked. "Get out of the way, get out of the way!" One of the monks in white who was at the peak level in the late stage of alchemy yelled loudly.Many monks looked back and saw several monks coming from behind.Walking in the front was the white-clothed monk who yelled just now, with an unruly appearance.Behind him is a young man in Tsing Yi. This man's face is slightly pale, his eyes are like lightning, and he shoots out a cold and sharp light. Standing behind him are several other monks, all of whom are at the peak of the late stage of alchemy. Repair level.

"Eldest brother..." Some monks in front saw the green-clothed friar behind the white-clothed friar, and said to him respectfully.It turned out that this person was named "Ying Zhiyuan" and he was a senior brother in the deacon's hall. Among the cousins ​​is No.1.Even though he failed to pass the examination and entered the inner sect, he still has a great reputation in the Shengdan sect.

"Six of me signed up for the competition." Ying Zhiyuan and others came straight to the front, and the monk in white said respectfully to Lan Tingbi who was standing in front.

"Fill in your own name." Lan Tingbi pointed to the pen and paper on the stone table in front of him, and said lazily.

The monk in white picked up a pen and wrote down the names of the six people and the branch hall they were in, and then put down the pen and paper. "We'll gather in the Inner Arena in a month, and we'll draw lots for a competition." Lan Tingbi said calmly.

At this time, a blue-clothed woman came from a distance. The appearance of this woman immediately caused a commotion among many monks.Although the woman's face was as cold as ice, she still couldn't conceal her otherworldly beauty. Her graceful and graceful jade body wrapped in a tight-fitting dress was very alluring, which made people's imagination run wild. "Dugu Bingxuan!" Feng Fan muttered to himself as his pupils shrank when he saw the person coming.

When Dugu Bingxuan saw Feng Fan, he was taken aback for a moment, although he regained his composure in an instant, a turbulent wave arose in his heart. 24 years ago, she and Lin Haoyan were both defeated by this cultivator who was only at the beginning level of the middle stage of alchemy, and Dugu Bingxuan has always been brooding about this.Ever since Dugu Bingxuan was defeated by Feng Fan, she has suffered a great psychological blow. This girl who has always been the darling of the cultivation family has never experienced such humiliation since her cultivation.

When they met again today, the competitive spirit in Dugu Bingxuan's heart gushed out again.Glancing at Ying Zhiyuan who was staring at her, Dugu Bingxuan secretly made up his mind and decided to instigate this person to fight Feng Fan.With Ying Zhiyuan's strength and many methods equivalent to those of Yuanying's early initial-level monks, a battle with Fengfan should be extremely exciting.

"I'm here to sign up for the competition." Dugu Bingxuan moved lightly with his lotus steps, and came to Lan Tingbi through the road that many monks voluntarily gave way to. He stared at Lan Tingbi deeply, and uttered words like the sounds of nature.

"Fill in your name." Facing this stunning woman, Lan Tingbi changed her laziness just now, and pointed to the pen and paper on the stone table, and said to Dugu Bingxuan.Dugu Bingxuan wrote down his name, and when he heard Lan Tingbi's announcement of the location of the competition in a month's time, he nodded slightly, then turned and walked out.The eyes of many monks fell on this shockingly beautiful woman's face and alluring body, and the audience was silent.

"You finally showed up, and our grievances should be settled!" When Dugu Bingxuan passed by Fengfan, he suddenly stopped, looked at Fengfan with complicated eyes, sighed lightly, and whispered Said.

"24 years ago, you were the first to speak out and sarcasm, that's why there was a gambling fight later." Feeling countless inexplicable and hostile eyes on him, Feng Fan secretly smiled bitterly in his heart, and said calmly.

"My lost dignity must be regained!" Dugu Bingxuan gave Feng Fan a resentful look, his words were full of provocation.

"No matter what means you have, I will accompany you to the end!" Feng Fan stared at Dugu Bingxuan, and said coldly.Dugu Bingxuan's face turned red at first, then turned pale, then he snorted coldly and walked outside.

There was an uproar around it, it was simply unreasonable for a monk with a peak cultivation level in the middle stage of alchemy to have such an attitude towards a monk at a peak level in the late stage of alchemy.After all, the fact that Feng Fan defeated the two peak-level monks in the late stage of alchemy was not known to anyone in the Shengdan Sect except the person concerned and Wen Leling, so many monks were extremely shocked by Feng Fan's arrogant attitude at this time.

And what shocked everyone even more was that Feng Fan quickly walked through the road where everyone hadn't gathered, came to Lan Tingbi, and said in a deep voice, "I'm here to sign up for the competition." Unruly queuing up for registration made most of the monks present extremely shocked and furious.Although in principle, this competition allows disciples at the mid-stage of alchemy to register, most of the participants are late-stage alchemy monks, and the peak-level monks in the late stage of alchemy accounted for more than half of them.

"Boy, why don't you understand any rules, even if you sign up, you have to follow the order." One of the young monks who were at the peak level in the late stage of alchemy said to Feng Fan extremely dissatisfied.

"The six people just now and the woman in the back can't follow the order, why should I obey this rule!" Feng Fan turned around and said with a dark expression.

"Looking for death!" Seeing that a monk in the middle stage of alchemy actually contradicted himself, the young monk was furious, swung his right fist, and slammed Feng Fan fiercely.The wind of the fist carried the enormous power of a monk at the late stage of alchemy, causing waves of fluctuations in the surrounding space.Feng Fan punched him without hesitation, with a look of arrogance on his face.

With a "bang", Feng Fan's defeat did not appear as everyone had guessed, but the peak-level cultivator in the late stage of alchemy retreated three steps, and a moan of extreme pain came from his mouth.

Looking at the rapidly swollen fist, the cultivator's face was extremely distorted by the pain, but his heart aroused a turbulent roar: "The other party is clearly a peak-level cultivator in the middle stage of alchemy, but just now my fist is absolutely true. Encountering the strength of a monk between the peak level in the late stage of Huadan and the initial level in the early stage of Yuanying, and the opponent's fists seem to be like steel, it is obvious that he has practiced body training**."

The monks in the vicinity of the confrontation between the two were also extremely shocked, the aura in the wind of Feng Fan's fist clearly exceeded the strength of the peak-level monks in the late stage of alchemy!Even if they were standing in the distance, the monks who couldn't feel the aura from Feng Fan all changed their complexions. Direct confrontation with the physical body is the best way to test their strength, and they can repel the peak-level monks in the late stage of alchemy. They all guessed How tyrannical Feng Fan's strength is.After all, the aura emitted by the fist wind cannot be felt by the monks in the distance. If Feng Fan uses a magic weapon or magic weapon, this aura will be felt by all the monks around.

Some monks swept Fengfan's spiritual consciousness again, and the inner alchemy found from Fengfan's dantian Qihai was indeed at the level of a peak monk in the middle stage of alchemy.This was because Feng Fan had controlled the power of that blow just now, otherwise Feng Fan would exert all his strength and display the strength equivalent to the peak level of Nascent Soul in the early stage, which would not only cause serious damage to this monk, but also make the monks present stunned.

"Am I eligible to sign up out of order?" Feng Fan glanced at the repelled cultivator, and asked with some disdain.

"Yes, I'm qualified..." The direct confrontation of the body has made this cultivator completely lose his previous arrogance, and the eyes that looked at Feng Fan were filled with a trace of fear, and the entire area was silent.

"Write your name on it." When everyone was silent, Lan Tingbi's voice broke the deadlock.

Feng Fan turned around, picked up the pen calmly, and wrote his name on the paper. "Gather in the inner arena in a month's time, and we will draw lots for a competition." Lan Tingbi looked at Feng Fan with a strange look on his face. The cultivator whom Daoist Tianxu had repeatedly told him to pay special attention to was disappearing. The first time it appeared here after more than [-] years brought such a big commotion.

"This junior understands." Feng Fan nodded with a smile.

"What have you gained in these years in the Great Wasteland?" Lan Tingbi asked suddenly, changing the subject.When Feng Fan left the Sacred Pill Gate to go to the Great Desolation Realm, he asked Reverend Yu Dao for leave, and Reverend Yu Dao later informed Daoist Tianxu about this matter, so Lan Tingbi learned about it from Daoist Tianxu. information.

"I got some spiritual herbs, but I didn't get anything else." Feng Fan said perfunctorily.After all, once such a thing as a ghost is known to the cultivation world, it will definitely cause an uproar and a bloodbath, so it is impossible for Feng Fan to speak out about it.

"You really have the guts to stay in the Great Wasteland for more than 20 years!" Lan Tingbi nodded with Feng Fan, and there was a hint of approval in his eyes.