Transcending Tribulation Immortal Venerable

Chapter 842 Refining
Listening to Zheng Fan's words, the elders of Tianxingmen were speechless for a while.

The young man in front of Mingming is here to participate in the Tianxingmen trial.

Now that he passed the test, he didn't care about the future development of Tianxingmen, but asked himself where this crumpled rhizome came from.

Yu Xinsheng, the elder of Tianxingmen, listened to Zheng Fan's words, still smiling, "This medicinal herb was obtained by my teaching ancestor from a mysterious old man."

After he said this, he was worried that such a good seedling as Zheng Fan would not go to Tianxingmen, and said with a smile: "As long as you become a direct disciple of Tianxingmen, you can get a medicinal herb."

Zheng Fan listened to Yu Xinsheng's words, and said in a flat tone: "In that case, let's go to the Tianxing Gate tomorrow."

He originally planned not to go to the Tianxing Gate, but now that the medicine is at the Tianxing Gate, Zheng Fan had no choice but to go there.

Tianxingmen Elder Yu Xinsheng listened to Zheng Fan's words, as if he had found a treasure, he smiled and said: "In that case, let's have a good rest tonight."

After the words fell, Yu Xinsheng jumped up and slowly fell towards the outside of the mahogany tower.

Zheng Fan's expression was indifferent, he jumped lightly, and then fell towards the mahogany pagoda.

Below the mahogany tower.

Ye Huan, the Patriarch of the Ye family, and Wei Meng, the city lord, watched Zheng Fan and the elder of the Tianxingmen, Yu Xinsheng, jump down together.

Although their hearts are full of anger and contempt.

Previously, Zheng Fan had heard all the conversations with Yu Xinsheng on the top of the mahogany tower.

Ye Huan and Wei Meng were extremely jealous.

They thought that if their son had not been killed by Zheng Fan, then his son would definitely be selected by Yu Xinsheng.

In the future, his son will definitely have a share in the position of elder of the Star Gate.

Becoming an elder of the Tianxingmen will bring prosperity to the family in the future.

In the end, all of this was destroyed by this man in white clothes of unknown origin.

Ye Huan and Wei Meng felt annoyed in their hearts, they wished to torture Zheng Fan for a thousand days.

Even though they thought so in their hearts, Wei Meng and Ye Huan didn't dare to express it.

The power of Tianxingmen can be regarded as one of the best existences in Jianzhou.

Except for the strongest in Jianzhou, no one dared to provoke him.

If they provoke them, they will be like an egg dropped on a rock, and they will kill themselves.

Ye Huan and Wei Meng suppressed the anger in their hearts, with smiles on their faces, "Congratulations to this little friend, who has won the quota of direct disciple of Tianxingmen."

Zheng Fan listened to the words of Ye Huan and Wei Meng with a cold expression and ignored them.

Ye Huan and Wei Meng argued that Zheng Fan killed his son, and now he still dares to treat him like this, so he must not kill him tonight.

"Congratulations to the elder of Tianxingmen for getting a direct disciple." Ye Huan and Wei Meng watched Yu Xinsheng come to them, smiling like flowers on their faces.

Yu Xinsheng ignored the two of them, shrunk down the mahogany pagoda to the size of an adult's palm, put it into the storage magic weapon, and walked towards the city lord's mansion.

Jia Mengling looked at Zheng Fan getting the quota of direct disciple of Tianxingmen, and said with a smile on her face: "Congratulations, you got the quota of disciple of Tianxingmen."

From the very beginning, she felt that Zheng Fan was very mysterious and would definitely succeed.

Zheng Fan listened to Jia Mengling's words, nodded lightly, and together with Yu Xinsheng, headed towards the City Lord's Mansion.

Wei Meng and Ye Huan watched Zheng Fan leaving with a sneer on their lips.

"Retreat." Ye Huan and Wei Meng each took their subordinates and left here.

The passers-by watching around watched Wei Meng and Ye Huan leave.

The heart that has been hanging has been completely let go.

Immediately they began to talk about what they had heard on the Redwood Spire.

The residents of Wushuang City, although they are just ordinary residents in Wushuang City, they also have cultivation.

The lowest realm is the innate realm.

They listened to the conversation between Zheng Fan and Yu Xinsheng at the top of the mahogany tower.

"No way, what is the origin of this kid, he is so arrogant."

"The elder of Tianxingmen personally promised that as long as nothing happens in the future, he will become an elder. This kid is actually indifferent."

"Could it be a descendant of a family from another state?"

Jia Mengling stayed in the crowd, listening to the words of the passers-by, a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she walked towards the Tang Mansion.

The City Lord's Mansion of Wushuang City.

Covering an area of ​​[-] acres, there are exquisite pavilions and palaces built one after another, just like a small palace.

The servants in red clothes outside the city lord's mansion saw Zheng Fan and Yu Xinsheng, with respectful smiles on their faces, as if seeing the master, "Elder, please come inside."

Yu Xinsheng nodded lightly, and led Zheng Fan to the palaces and pavilions on the right side of the City Lord's Mansion.

In Jianzhou, every city lord's mansion in the city has pavilions and palaces where the Tianxingmen live.

In this way, the trial meeting held every five years can make the elders of the Tianxingmen live comfortably.

By the way, let the disciples of the Tianxingmen who are training outside be properly entertained.

When the traveling Tianxingmen disciples have the right to speak in the future, it can bring them some benefits.

Come to the pavilion where the disciples of the Tianxingmen live.

Yu Xinsheng said with a slight smile on his face, "Eat a good dinner tonight, take a good rest after dinner, and you can start your journey tomorrow morning."

Hearing Yu Xinsheng's words, Zheng Fan nodded lightly, indicating that he could step back.

Yu Xinsheng only treated himself as a talented young man, and he was a little arrogant, so he didn't take it seriously, and returned to the palace where he lived.

After Yu Xinsheng left.

Zheng Fan opened his eyes, and swiped his right hand quickly in the void.

With every swipe he made, a pale white font appeared in the void.

After all the characters appeared, Zheng Fan waved his right hand, and there was a "swoosh".

The pale white characters fell towards the four directions of the palace where Zheng Fan lived.

After Zheng Fan finished arranging the shielding formation, he took the wrinkled medicine that he got from Yu Xinsheng in his hand.

Although he was puzzled, why the people from the Tianxingmen didn't know this great medicine.

But it doesn't matter, refining it now, so that you can break through to the state of integration as soon as possible is the real thing.

As for going to the Tianxing Gate, it is right to have some fun and experience the 3000 years that he has left.

What happened to the world of cultivating immortals?

Zheng Fan sat cross-legged on the cool floor, and began to run the Nine Profound Spiritual Art, refining the crumpled root of the medicinal herb.

Not long after, strands of bright white light completely covered the crumpled medicinal herb roots.

Continuously refining the essence of the spiritual power in the herbs, into strands of spiritual power, which poured into Zheng Fan's body.

The white clothes on Zheng Fan's body were already soaked with sweat, and the sweat kept dripping down on the floor.

This big medicine looked wrinkled, but it took Zheng Fan six hours to refine it.

If you cherish the medicinal herbs normally, even if they are full of vitality, it only takes an hour.

It can be seen how quintessential spiritual power this great medicinal rhizome contains.

dong dong dong.

There was a knock on the door.

Outside the palace where Zheng Fan was, a woman's voice sounded like a bell, "Master, it's time for the dinner."

(End of this chapter)