The System Takes Me to Practice

"Drive! Drive! Get out of the way, get out of the way! Out of control"

As soon as he entered the capital, Yang Fan heard a shout from behind, still a female voice.

When Yang Fan looked back, he was taken aback, a little funny.

I saw a woman speeding fast in a car without horses.

This kind of carriage is a bit like the horse-drawn carriage in Europe and the United States in the 19th century. The only difference is that there is no horse-drawn carriage, and Yang Fan also feels some different auras from the carriage.

Reiki is different from true vitality. Simply put, unprocessed true vitality is more appropriate.

The Five Source Continent is full of aura, and the different aura that Yang Fan felt was filled with his own true vitality from the spirit stone that had been used up. This led to it being different from the aura and true vitality, and it was said to be impure. Yuan Li is not too much.

The most difference between the spiritual energy in the spiritual stone and the external spiritual energy is purity. The difference between the spiritual energy of the spirit stone and the true vitality is that it has been processed by the body, and the true vitality is mixed with its own aura and attributes.

The carriage was getting faster and faster, and none of the cultivators passing by dared to step forward and hold it.

Gradually, the carriage got closer and closer to Yang Fan, and the woman above found Yang Fan standing still.

"Get out of the way! I can't stop it!"

From the moment the carriage appeared to the moment the carriage was in front of him, Yang Fan only slightly understood the power source of the carriage after careful observation.

There is a large formation on the carriage, the grade is not high, but the role is not small, the only role is to be able to drive the carriage forward.

On the carriage, there is a middle-grade spirit stone at the front of the formation. Judging from the messy true essence and aura of several years, this middle-grade spirit stone has been repeatedly poured into true essence, and the true essence inside The power is more than one person, so Yang Fan felt that this middle-grade spirit stone was strange.

"Is that kid deaf? The magical horse has already reached his eyes and still doesn't let it go. Do you want to live?"

"Poor man, today someone is about to die under the magical horse in the Jubao Pavilion."

The carriage got closer and closer, and it was less than three meters away from Yang Fan in the blink of an eye.

"You... why don't you avoid it!"

At this moment, the woman on the carriage has closed her eyes, not wanting to see Yang Fan walking under her tragic death.

Near, Shenxingju was less than one meter away from Yang Fan.

Finally, Yang Fan slowly stretched out one hand and pressed it to the front of the carriage.

After three seconds, the **** the carriage did not feel the magical horse hitting someone, so she opened her bright eyes carefully.

Just when he opened his eyes, he opened his eyes wide, opened his mouth like a peach, and covered it with his delicate hands, in disbelief.

I saw Yang Fan stretched out with one hand and firmly blocked the out of control carriage, without moving half of his feet.

hiss!

The monks watching around took a breath.

"Am I dazzled?"

An old man rubbed his eyes and said.

"How is this possible?"

A young monk exclaimed.

Don't watch Yang Fan stop Shenxingju with one hand so easily, Yang Fan almost overturned just now.

The moment Yang Fan touched the Shenxingju with one hand, a huge force came. If Yang Fan didn't use 80% of the force temporarily, it would really be a pretense of being overwhelmed.

Yang Fan took his hand away, and a five-fingerprint appeared on the front of the car, deeply sunken.

"you!"

On Shenxingju, the woman is not very old in appearance, about less than three hundred years old, so Yang Fan can see that some adolescence has a rebellious personality.

The girl jumped down, looked at Yang Fan's hand, and then at the five-fingerprints on the sunken front of the car, her unhappy expression suddenly appeared on her beautiful face.

"Why didn't you get out of the way? It made the front of my car like this. Lost money."

After all, the girl stretched out her little hand and asked Yang Fan for money.

Upon hearing this, Yang Fan was immediately happy.

"I haven't asked you for mental damage."

"what?"

Although she didn't understand what Yang Fan was talking about, the girl still felt incredible and a little annoyed.

"Do you... know who I am? My father..."

Before the third word was spoken, the girl shut up quickly.

"Who are you?"

Yang Fan disagrees.

"I am a proud disciple of the master of Jubao Pavilion."

After speaking, the girl snorted proudly.

"Jubao Pavilion?"

Yang Fan frowned.

When he first arrived, Yang Fan didn't know anything about the power of Jinyuan Country.

But from the girl's point of view, Yang Fan must be afraid of Jubao Pavilion, so he frowned.

Thinking of this, the girl stretched out her hand in front of Yang Fan again.

"Jubao Pavilion? What is it? Can you eat it?"

"you!!!"

The girl was furious.

"Are you still from Jinyuan Country? You don't even know about Jubao Pavilion."

"Don't tell me, I really don't belong to Jinyuan Country."

"Ahhhhh..."

The girl was so angry that Yang Fan scratched her head and stomped her feet.

"drive!"

At this time, another shout came from the city gate.

Soon, a handsome young monk drove a blue magic horse to the girl.

"Junior sister, are you okay. Just now I saw your magical horse seem to be out of control?"

Yang Fan saw that the young cultivator was not weak, possessing the strength of the late stage of Void Refining. And there was a sign that was exactly the same as the girl's chest, with the words "Jubao Pavilion" written on the sign.

"Fifth brother, that's him. Look at the front of my car, he made it like this."

The girl pointed to the five-fingerprint on the front of the car and said angrily.

The young monk looked at Yang Fan, then glanced at the head of the girl's car, frowning.

"what happened?"

Obviously the young monk didn't have the girl's arrogant temper, and he didn't attack Yang Fan as soon as he came up.

Then the girl added more eloquence to what had just happened.

Then he looked at Yang Fan with a deadly look.

"Okay, Junior Sister, I still don't understand your character? It must be you, right."

The young monk got off the horse and bowed his hand to Yang Fan.

"I'm sorry, fellow Taoist, my junior sister is used to being arrogant and domineering, please don't forgive me."

Seeing that Yang Fan was unmoved, the man thought slightly and took out a token from his arms.

The girl was shocked when she saw the token that the man took out.

"Brother, that's..."

The man waved his hand to signal the girl not to talk too much.

"Friends of Taoism, recently my Jubao Pavilion will join the royal family to hold a game of magical horses. At that time, the suzerain and elders of many forces will come to watch. In addition, you can also choose people you like to place bets. The VIP token for admission, with this token, you can go anywhere in the arena."

The man's approach and etiquette made Yang Fan impeccable, and this freestyle horse race also made him feel very interesting.

As the saying goes, you do not hit the smiley with your hand, and Yang Fan is no longer planning to hold the girl accountable.

"Thank you!"

Yang Fan clasped his fists and bowed.

The man slapped his head with a smile on his face.

The man got in the car again and drove away.

The girl made a face, and later followed the man.