The System Takes Me to Practice

Across the counter, Yang Fan could clearly see that there were still some residues on some low-grade medicinal medicines. At first glance, he knew that it was refined by a lower-grade pharmacist, and the fire control was not in place, causing the medicinal materials to not be completely refined carry out.

"Are you not afraid that the Divine Sword Sect will send someone over to make trouble for you?"

Yang Fan spoke, making the middle-aged man tremble.

"Friend...what are you talking about? We are from the Divine Sword Gate."

The middle-aged voice was a little shivering, sweat on both sides of his forehead kept overflowing, and his conscience was obvious.

"Oh, then tell me, who made the store open here? Who is in charge of this store? Don't tell me it's you. Since you are a member of the Excalibur Sect, you should learn from the Excalibur Sect disciples. Do your exercises."

"This one......"

The middle-aged man became more and more certain that Yang Fan was a disciple of the Sword Sect, and his status seemed not low.

It's just that when he killed him, he wouldn't expect that the person in front of him was the legendary inner disciple he said.

"Let’s not take this as an example. I don’t hope that next time I come, I will see you beating and cheating in the name of Divine Sword Gate."

After speaking, Yang Fan let out a little breath, and the six people were so scared that they knelt down, and the customers in the shop ran out of the shop. Some people took the opportunity to take a few pills and left without paying. Yang Fan I saw it and didn't stop it.

"Yes Yes Yes!"

The middle-aged man kowtowed his head like garlic until Yang Fan left without stopping.

"Now, it's time to go to meet Zhenxi King."

Long before he came, Yang Fan had collected some information about the King of Zhenxi.

The King of Zhenxi likes to recruit some staff, all of whom are powerful and talented monks.

It is said that these staff members are specially used to deal with some Haizu Tianjiao.

Xitian City is more or less invaded by the Marines every year.

Before each invasion of the Sea Clan, some Sea Clan Tianjiao would be sent to fight against the Tianjiao of the Fire Country. Over time, it became a tradition.

Yang Fan counted the time, and it was not far from the Sea Race Tianjiao coming to fight the human Tianjiao.

Thinking of this, Yang Fan walked towards the Zhenxi Palace.

Zhenxi Palace is located in the most prosperous area in the center of Xitian City, and in the center is Zhenxi Palace.

The Zhenxi Palace covers a large area, a hundred times the size of the Forbidden City, and it is only a circle smaller than Zao Wou-ki's palace, which shows Yang Dingtian's ambition.

The luxurious buildings of the Zhenxi Palace are completely built in the shape of Zao Wou-ki's imperial palace, and are also divided into gates. The Zhenxi Palace is located in the inner city.

At the gate of Zhenxi Prince's Mansion, dozens of guards with strength reaching the late stage of Lianxu stood neatly. These people were all personal soldiers of Zhenxi King Yang Dingtian and were responsible for the security of Zhenxi Prince's gate.

In fact, the security of the entire Zhenxi Palace was in charge of Yang Dingtian's soldiers. The outer city of Xitian City was where Yang Dingtian’s 100,000 soldiers camped. In the inner city, there were also 30,000 soldiers guarded, and the total number of soldiers exceeded 150,000.

Fire Emperor Zao Wou-ki stipulated that the four great kings of different surnames could have no more than one hundred thousand troops. Now the number has reached one hundred and fifty thousand, and Yang Dingtian's name for rebellion is completely exposed.

As the saying goes, the emperor is far away, even if Zao Wou-ki confiscated Yang Dingtian's soldier amulet, most of the soldiers in Xitian City would not follow Zao Wou-ki's orders.

Soon, Yang Fan came to the gate of Zhenxi Palace.

Seeing Yang Fan approaching, dozens of soldiers from the late Lianxu stage at the door suddenly shouted in a deep voice.

"The palace is a heavy place, and idle people are forbidden to enter."

A leading soldier stood up and aimed his weapon at Yang Fan.

Obviously he is the leader of this group of soldiers.

Yang Fan didn't mean to stop at all, walked towards a few people, and said as he walked.

"I heard that the king of Zhenxi is currently recruiting some staff members. He is not talented and wants to join."

After speaking, Yang Fan released his momentum.

Yang Fan's current strength is only in the late stage of the fit, too strong will cause Yang Dingtian's suspicion. Therefore, Yang Fan was sure that with his current age and strength, Zhenxi King would definitely recruit himself.

When the king of the west, Yang Dingtian was only in the midst of the catastrophe, with his strength, it was absolutely impossible to rebel. Yang Fan doubted that Yang Dingtian should have any background.

For this reason, becoming his assistant can facilitate the investigation of his details.

"The staff?"

The leading soldier was taken aback, and suddenly became a little angry.

"The recruitment of staff was over a week ago. You should go. Now Zhenxi Palace will not recruit staff anymore."

When he said the last sentence, the man obviously had a bad tone, and other soldiers stepped forward, showing signs of wanting to take Yang Fan down.

"Get out, I just want to join the Zhenxi Palace, don't force me to do it."

Since the recruitment was over a week ago, I slowly had to break in and show my strength.

Yang Fan also believes that Yang Dingtian will not blame him when he arrives.

"Huh! Toast and not eat fine wine! Take it for me!"

Although they knew that Yang Fan's strength was terrifying, their loyalty to Yang Dingtian prevented them from retreating.

In the blink of an eye, Yang Fan was surrounded by dozens of soldiers, dozens of them were very particular about their positions, and anyone with a discerning eye knew that this was a battle formation.

Dozens of people shouted, and there was a golden light covering them, and then the strength of several people rose by one or two small realms.

"Very good battle formation, but it's a pity..."

Shaking his head, before waiting for a few people to get close, Yang Fan waved his hand and dozens of people flew back and forth at a faster speed than they had come.

Puff puff......

As soon as dozens of people fell to the ground, they spewed blood one after another. Fortunately, Yang Fan only used one percent of his strength, and these people were only slightly injured.

Then Yang Fan walked into the Zhenxi Palace in the angry eyes of dozens of people.

When you enter the Zhenxi Palace, you will see the spacious courtyard.

There is a stone tablet in the courtyard with the names of many people inscribed on it.

Behind the stele is a rockery. Next to the rockery is a pool. There is a pavilion in the pool and a person is sitting in the pavilion.

It was an old man, and the old man closed his eyes to rest his mind. In front of him was a chessboard, but he was alone, as if he was playing with himself.

As Yang Fan entered, the old man slowly opened his eyes and glanced over.

Yang Fan was a little surprised, because the strength of the old man actually reached the half-step Mahayana stage.

Casually encountered a half-step Mahayana strong man, Zhenxi Palace is indeed a Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.

The old man was also surprised after seeing Yang Fan. What was surprised was that Yang Fan had such strength at his age.

Before long, the dozens of soldiers at the gate of the mansion struggling to enter, still surrounding Yang Fan.

The old man was not surprised, he closed his eyes again after dropping a stone on the board.