The System Takes Me to Practice

"I have seen brother!"

When the disciples saw the visitor, they were shocked and hurriedly saluted.

"Ok."

Regardless, Yang Fan entered the gate of Divine Sword Gate.

Five minutes later, the inner courtyard of Shenjianmen.

In the discussion hall, the master sword sits on top of the main hall.

"Uncle Master, I didn't expect you to come back so soon."

Jian Yi smiled, then looked at the four of Jiang Jiamao who were cowering.

"Uncle Master, who are these?"

Jian Yi curiously said.

"Master Nephew, haven't you found it?"

Yang Fan said lightly, picking up a cup of tea and drank it.

Jian Yi frowned, looked at the four people subconsciously, leaned out his consciousness, and looked back and forth.

Suddenly, he stood up abruptly with a look of disbelief.

"What a terrifying talent."

"And the four of them are such enchanting geniuses."

Came to the side of the four in an instant, Jian Yi looked up and down.

The four of them were frightened by the pressure of Jian Yi, a powerful early Mahayana, and their faces paled, thinking that they wanted to attack themselves.

"Oh!"

Only then did Jian Yi react, and quickly took away the breath of the Mahayana period, and the four of them collapsed to the ground, sweating profusely, almost suffocating to death.

"Uncle Master, are you... where did you find these four geniuses?"

Jian Yi asked excitedly.

Yang Fan: "Wood Origin Country. Recently I plan to enter the imperial tomb and steal the origin of wood."

"The Mausoleum of Muyuan Kingdom? The origin of wood?"

"Uncle Master, with your cultivation base, it is difficult to enter the imperial tomb without hindrance, even if it is me, it is not easy. Why don't you have to do business with the emperor ascending pill?

"The medicinal materials of the Shengxian Pill have not been collected yet, and there is nothing to do with it. Why do people want to exchange it?"

"There is one more point. I'm just ascending the elixir. I'm afraid Mu Huang won't agree. I'm already close to Dai Yangyu, the third prince of Muyuan Country. I will help him ascend the crown prince, and then let him take me into the imperial tomb. I took the opportunity to steal it."

Jian Yi frowned, thinking that Yang Fan's plan would not succeed.

"The imperial mausoleum is the top priority. I am afraid that you will not be able to enter that easily, Master Uncle."

"Uncle Master, do you need Master to help you?"

Yang Fan immediately waved his hand and refused.

"I like to solve the problem by myself. I'll do it myself. As for the four of them, you should understand the master nephew."

"This is natural, I can see that the uncle is very optimistic about them, otherwise he would not send it personally."

"Well, but don't be too biased towards them, otherwise it will be counterproductive. It is not good to develop an arrogant and domineering character."

"Haha, don't worry, Master Uncle."

After half a day.

"I'm going to leave, and I will practice in the Divine Sword Gate. I hope that next time you come back, you can all improve to a greater level, and there will be rewards at that time."

Yang Fan knelt down, touched Xiao Nizi Wanrong's head, and said.

"Big brother, when are you coming back?"

"I don't know, it may be a few months, it may be a few years, in short, you have to practice hard."

"Ok!"

In the end, Yang Fan left the Divine Sword Gate with the eyes of the four.

A few days later.

Muyuan Country, an inn in Muyuan City.

Yang Fan sat cross-legged in the room to practice.

The Diamond Glazed Secret Art in his body worked, and after a week, Yang Fan slowly exhaled a turbid breath.

"It's been several days, and every time I've reached a critical point in my practice, I can't make any progress. Is it because I have encountered a bottleneck, or my mood is not up to standard?

call!

Yang Fan exhaled deeply and exited the cultivation state.

I walked out of the room door, came to the second floor lobby, and chose a position by the window to sit down.

At this time, a little second came over.

"Serve your best dishes here."

After all, Yang Fan threw out a high-grade spirit stone.

"The rest is yours."

The little second caught it in a panic, showing a bright smile, and replied with the most respectful words he could say.

"Honorable lord, come right away."

In less than five minutes, the table was full of delicious food.

"Have you heard?"

At this moment, a voice came from not far away, the voice was very small, but Yang Fan heard it clearly, it was a young man in green.

"What did you hear?"

The other person spoke.

"I heard that the second prince Dai Yangrong will get married soon."

The man obviously didn't intend to hide, his voice was not too loud, just so that everyone on the second floor could hear it.

Huh!

Many people's eyes cast their eyes, making that person very proud.

"How did you know?"

The puff-faced monk sitting opposite him obviously didn't believe it and asked.

"Hey, you don't know something. One of my big cousins ​​is a guard for His Royal Highness the second prince. He also heard about it accidentally, but the truthfulness is great."

"Really? When is the wedding? Who is the bride?"

"About half a month later, the bride looks like the daughter of Cao Xiaohu, a first-class member."

"Cao Xiaohu, a first-grade member?"

Many monks showed puzzled expressions.

"This Cao Xiaohu belongs to the Cao family."

I don't know who said something.

Suddenly the second floor was quiet.

"Oh my God, it's the Cao family, the family of the founding general Cao Cao."

"I didn't expect the second prince to win the Cao's house, why isn't it the third prince?"

"The third prince? Huh! A person who is only a girl, not worthy!"

"Hush, are you going to die?"

"what happened?"

"It is impossible for anyone to compete with the second prince for the position of prince, except for the third prince."

"Isn't there still four princes?"

"Is the Fourth Prince Dai Feichi?"

The man waved his hand with a look of contempt.

"There are so many princes fighting for the crown. The third prince and the second prince are fighting like the sky, and the fourth prince is innocent. As long as the second and third princes do not fall, there is no hope for the fourth prince Dai Feichi."

"Dai Yangrong?"

Yang Fan didn't say a word, but he heard it accidentally, showing a smile.

At this time, Muyuan City Palace.

Muhuang Dai Zhesheng sat on the dragon chair to criticize the memorial.

Suddenly, a dark figure appeared, Dai Zhesheng paused with the pen in his hand, and then started writing again.

"what's up?"

"Your Majesty, His Royal Highness the Three Princes has recently recruited a person who is a fit mid-stage monk."

Sombra knelt on one knee and bowed his fist.

"anything else?"

"The origin of this person is very mysterious. No information about him can be found in Muyuan, except that he has recently had contact with the daughter of the patriarch of the Ice God Clan."

The black shadow bowed his head, his eyes never dared to look at Dai Zhesheng.

"Oh? He is the Ice God Race?"

"Your Majesty, it's not so sure now, but he has entered the Ice God Valley, and then went to the Fire Country."

"Have you found out his purpose of approaching San'er?"

"Your Majesty, I haven't found it yet. However, this person was proactively recruited by His Highness the Third Prince, and the subordinates think this is just accidental.

"Got it. You go to Huoyuan Country to find out all the information about this person."

"Yes!"

"Also, did those ministers choose to stand in line?"

"Your Majesty, most of the ministers of the DPRK and China have already made a choice, the remaining small group are still hesitating, and others choose to be neutral."

After all, Sombra came up with a list.

Dai Zhesheng glanced, the list was sucked into his hands.

"Go down."

In the next moment, the shadow disappeared.