The System Takes Me to Practice

"Since you have nowhere to go, why not follow me to the sect."

The four of them were taken aback, some of them couldn't believe it.

"Senior, why are you?"

Jiang Jiamao cringed.

"You should thank them. If they left you just now and just run away, I might not kill them, but chances will disappear. Because I hate betrayal. Especially betraying friends."

After all, a monstrous killing intent erupted from Yang Fan, which was killing intent to his former friend Guo Dan.

The four of them couldn't bear Yang Fan's terrifying killing intent, and they knelt down, sweating profusely.

Hum!

After regaining his senses, Yang Fan put away his killing intent and dragged the four people up one by one.

"Well, you have passed my test, congratulations."

The four of them are still at a loss.

"Senior, dare to ask your sect?"

Zhong Liyuan asked in a low voice.

"Excalibur Gate!"

Yang Fan spoke out without thinking.

"Excalibur Gate?"

Wan Rong and Kong Haoxuan scratched their heads, saying that they had never heard of them.

However, when Zhong Liyuan and Jiang Jiamao heard this, their expressions changed, and they looked at Yang Fan with longing, shock, and luck.

Fortunately, he passed Yang Fan's test, otherwise the chance to join the Excalibur Gate would be lost.

"Okay, hurry up and eat. I will send you to the Excalibur Gate when I'm done. I don't have much time."

"Ok."

Wan Rong gave a hum, and started to eat.

Half an hour later, a large table of food was eaten up, and the belly of all four of them was bulged. They burped and vomited carbon dioxide from their stomachs.

"Big brother, you are very powerful. I don't know what position you are in the sect? Can we join the Divine Sword Sect without a notification?"

Although Wan Rong is only a few years old, she is very sensible when she is young, and can actually think of these aspects.

"Don't worry, my position is not simple. And I also promise that in the future, in the Divine Sword Gate, no one will dare to bully you."

Zhong Liyuan and Jiang Jiamao looked at each other, a kind of speculation in their hearts.

"Let's go."

Seeing that the four of them had packed their things, Yang Fan said.

"No, big brother, wait a minute."

Xiao Nizi Wanrong said softly.

"what happened?"

What happened to Zhong Liyuan's three people, they wanted to stop Wan Rong from speaking out.

But it was too late.

"Big brother, we want to pay homage to Grandpa before we leave."

"Grandpa?"

Yang Fan raised his eyebrows and guessed something.

"can."

Soon, the five people walked out of the small house.

When they came to the house, the four stood together, dripping a drop of blood on the ground neatly.

Then he knelt down with a puff.

The last four got up.

boom!

An invisible wave rippled, and the formation of the low house had been lifted.

Without the support of the formation, the low house collapsed directly.

Suddenly, Yang Fan keenly felt that a very weak mental power was disappearing through the yin and yang forces.

"Where is the old man buried?"

"It's on a remote mountain outside the capital."

Xiao Nizi Wanrong said.

"Then go."

After all, Yang Fan directly rolled up the four of them, and his aunt's power was activated, and the next moment, he appeared directly on a hillside less than 500 meters away from Muyuan City.

"right here."

Jiang Jiamao looked around and spoke.

After speaking, the four of them walked to a tree. There was an inconspicuous stone tablet under the tree with a few words carved on it.

Puff!

The four of them knelt down, and Yang Fan watched not far away, not knowing what he was thinking.

"grandfather!"

The four spoke together.

"We are going to go to a force called Divine Sword Gate. I just don't know this difference. When will you come next time. But don't worry, I will not let my brothers and sisters be bullied."

Jiang Jiamao's face was expressionless, and he knocked his head deeply, followed by the three of them.

"Grandpa, when we become stronger, we must find a way to revive you, and avenge you."

"revenge!!!"

Zhong Liyuan's trio said coldly, their killing intent fluctuated.

Finally, the four of them kowtowed again, got up, and came to Yang Fan.

"Senior, all right."

"Well, I will buy you some clothes later."

The four had no objection, maybe they didn't want to shame Yang Fan.

Soon the five came to the city again and walked out of a clothing store. Jiang Jiamao wore a black costume, like a killer in the night, but he was not eye-catching on this street full of people and demons.

Zhong Liyuan is wearing a lavender blue flower broken star dress, not a dress.

Kong Haoxuan and Wan Rong were dressed more casually. They were worn by ordinary children. They were still too young to be beautiful.

Arriving at the Teleportation Array in the square, Yang Fan showed the badge of the Eighth-Rank Alchemist. The soldier in charge of registration stood up in shock and gave a heavy bow. This strange behavior puzzled Jiang Jiamao.

At the same time, the four were curious about Yang Fan's identity.

"Pharmacist...sir, where are you going?"

The soldier shivered.

"Fire Country."

"Yes!"

Yang Fan's identity was too terrifying. The soldier didn't wait until the quota was full, so he directly activated the formation and quickly sent away the plague **** Yang Fan.

Fire Source Country, Fire Source City Teleportation Array.

Hum!

A large teleportation array vibrated, emitting a pale yellow light, which attracted the attention of many monks around.

"Come on, someone is coming from another country."

A young man pointed to the formation and shouted.

"I heard that the capital of the water source country, which is the closest to the fire country, is also 300,000 kilometers away."

A middle-aged monk couldn't help but sigh.

"Three hundred thousand kilometers? It's not very far!"

Said the boy earlier.

"Huh! I was young and ignorant."

"This is just a straight line distance."

"You have to know that flying directly from the fire country to the water source country has to pass through a sea of ​​tens of thousands of kilometers long. The horrible beasts that survive in the sea may be attacked even if the strong one passes through the catastrophe."

It was another middle-aged monk who spoke, but he was well-dressed, and he was still a strong person in the Void Refining Period, with the Xinghuo Academy badge hanging on his chest.

"hiss!"

One of the team recognized the badge and took a breath on the spot.

"This is actually a mentor from Spark Academy."

"Spark Academy!!!"

The crowd seemed like ants that had blown up the pan, and there was a lot of discussion.

"It's actually a ninth-level force, Spark Academy."

At this moment, the five members of Yang Fan appeared in the teleportation formation, but Yang Fan re-morphed into the appearance of Monkey King in order to avoid being recognized.

What he didn't know was that with his appearance, the previous instructor of the Xinghuo Academy of Refining Void Phase opened his eyes wide, his mouth opened wide, and he didn't know what to say.

"Sun..."

The man just wanted to shout out, but realized that there were too many people around, so he kept silent, walked out of the team, and waited.

Yang Fan suddenly changed his face, which made Jiang Jiamao and Zhong Liyuan more sure of their guesses.