Taikoo Evil Emperor

Chapter 6 The Playboy Life Oiran Contest
Li Quan took the order, called a few confidants, took all the spirit stones and spirit ginseng in the treasure house, piled them into several hills and piled them in Ye Fan's room.

Suddenly, Ye Fan's room was full of aura, making people feel refreshed.

Seeing this hill-like spiritual creature, Ye Fan immediately became happy. Even cultivators in the Immortal Altar Realm would not dare to practice and use the treasures here at once.

But Ye Fan didn't say anything, as soon as the Immortal Sutra of Longevity was run, those piles of spiritual treasures instantly turned into a few streams of spiritual currents that rushed into Ye Fan's body like small rivers.

Ye Fan was in the center of the aura, with a peaceful face and a contented look. The aura entered the body and poured into the sea of ​​wheels, but this time, the sea of ​​wheels was not fully absorbed. After refining, it was all transferred to Ye Fan's body In the major meridians here, seeing the aura entering the meridians, Ye Fan knew that this is the real six heavens of Lunhai.

"Boom boom boom." Outside, as Ye Fan absorbed the aura in the spirit treasure, those spirit stones continued to shatter into pieces.And Ye Fan's aura is getting stronger and stronger, his body seems to have been poured with copper, and there is a burst of strong aura.

"Drink." When Ye Fan practiced the last ray of spiritual energy into his body, Ye Fan let out a contented roar, and the aura surged out of his body, shaking the surroundings for a while, and a flash flew out of the room, coming When he arrived at Tingluoli, he punched the several-meter-high rockery in Tingluoli into rubble.

The dust was flying, and the gravel was in the air.

"Silk." Ye Fan let out a long breath, opened his eyes and looked at his hands.The current self only feels that his body is stronger than ever before. Although he is now a person of the sixth heaven of Lunhai, he feels that even if he meets someone in the Linghe realm, he has the confidence to fight.

Ye Fan felt that the spiritual power in his body was like a rushing sea, and he was also very surprised. Although he had the memory of Ye Fan who died, he was also surprised when he knew that he could really practice.

"Late bloomers, haha, good." Seeing Ye Fan like this, Ye Long laughed wildly on his face.

"You should rest and recuperate these days. Get familiar with the changes in your body slowly." Ye Long was overjoyed. Now Ye Fan, even in the Ninth Heaven of Linghe, felt an inexplicable depression. This was something he had never heard before. , to have such an aura.

Ye Fan nodded. He also needs time to get used to his body and strength. After all, his three views have changed too much in one day.

For the next seven days, Ye Fan stayed behind closed doors, only staying in his room to comprehend the secret text of the Immortal Scripture of Longevity.These days, he has also learned about the strangeness of this world. Immortal cultivators are generally not in the secular world, but those who are qualified to cultivate immortals will be selected to study in a large number of holy places.

But to cultivate immortality, the first thing is to cultivate the primordial spirit, and to cultivate the primordial spirit is to break through into the fairy altar realm, but now you have not even stepped into the Linghe realm, and it will take a while to cultivate immortality, and some people spend their entire lives only Staying in the Linghe Realm, after all, it is not easy for Linghe to break through the Immortal Altar. Hundreds of millions of warriors have fallen on this threshold. With the memory of the dead Ye Fan, things in this world are easy to understand.

But in the past few days, from Li Quan's mouth, he knew that his grandfather kicked Zhao Kun's love Zhao Zuohai directly in the court. The reason for kicking was that he was trying to flatter the Ye family and destroy the relationship between the civil and military families. Attempt to rebel.

This made the Holy Majesty very angry, and the Holy Majesty knew that Ye Long was in good health, and he didn't want to tear up his face so quickly. The matter of the three families finally made Zhao Zuohai a scapegoat.

And Ye Fan continued to practice. In these days, once he was tired, he would meditate and practice, and when his physical strength recovered, he immediately swayed his strength crazily.Although he doesn't miss the earth, he also wants to understand why he came to this world.

On this day, at dusk, after an unknown amount of time, when Ye Fan entered the state of meditation again, there was a knock on the door of the backyard.

Ye Fan woke up from the meditation with a slight frown. The news of his own resurrection has been buzzing in the capital these days. People who used to want to die all beat their chests and shouted "God has no eyes that they didn't die."

Lin Fan slowly opened the door, only to realize that the knocker was a fat man with a greasy head and a fat belly, but he was very gorgeously dressed.

When the fat man saw Ye Fan, he said excitedly: "Oh, my brother, you really are not dead. Don't you know how much I worry about you?"

"Uh." Ye Fan was puzzled by this disgusting fat man, and recalled it in his mind, as if this fat man was Chen Tian, ​​the grandson of Chen Wenzuo, Minister of the Ministry of Punishment.

From the memory of the dead Ye Fan, this Chen Tian and the dead Ye Fan are the same as each other, they are called one of the four big gangsters in Kyoto, they are all wastes waiting to die.But fortunately, both of them have powerful families. If they were not walking on the road, many people would want to stab them to death.

Ye Fan's bad reputation was spread by himself, but this Chen Tian is really bad, and he has all kinds of bad habits.

"Yes, yes, you are really worried about me. It's only after seven days that you realize that I'm not dead." When Ye Fan knew who the fat man was, he suddenly laughed wickedly: "You still think I'll borrow your 1 There is no need to pay back ten thousand taels of silver."

"Oh, my brother, can silver measure the feelings of our two brothers? You don't even know that since your grandfather kicked and abolished Zhao Zuohai in the court, my grandfather has given me a foot restraint order. I want to see you No way, I risked being beaten to death by grandpa to visit you today?" The fat man looked righteously angry, but Ye Fan could tell that he was intentionally transferring 1 taels of silver.

"Oh, that's it, but my money is tight these days, can you pay back the 1 taels?" Ye Fan looked at him with a wicked face, 1 taels, he has never seen it before.

"My brother, let's talk about it later. I came here to find you. Today is the Oiran Contest! You promised me to watch it together. Why did you miss the appointment?" Chen Tian heard that He still had 1 taels, and he was in a cold sweat. One must know that his monthly pocket money is only 1000 taels, and he needs Ye Fan to help him every month. Now if he is asked to take out 1 taels, it will kill him. .

"Oiran contest?" Ye Fan was taken aback, not knowing what he said for a moment: "What contest?"

"Brother, are you sleepy? You don't even know about the Oiran Competition." Chen Tian looked at Ye Fan blankly.

"I'm a little sleepy, tell me what it is." As for the memory of the dead Ye Fan, the things he remembers are actually not comprehensive, and many things are fragments.Just as he didn't remember what happened to Xiaoru before, Ye Feng realized that the dead Ye Fan didn't seem to care about women's affairs.

"Uh, that's it." Chen Tian didn't think about anything else, thinking that Ye Fan was really sleepy, and introduced to him in detail what the Oiran Competition was.

In the final analysis, the Oiran Contest is a beauty pageant where all the beauties from Hualou in the imperial capital gather together. It's just that the birth of these women can't be taken seriously.

Ye Fan is also very interested in the beauty pageant in this other world, and it would be nice to join in the fun: "It sounds fun."

"That's right, that's right, didn't you say that you would let this year's oiran accompany you in reciting poems for seven days and seven nights?" Chen Tian smiled while wiping off his cold sweat, and sighed in his heart that the matter of 1 taels had finally been transferred.

"Oh, there are other things like this." Ye Fan was present there in amazement, for seven days and seven nights, it was rare for the dead Ye Fan to boast like this. Does he have such great energy and talent?

(End of this chapter)