Familiar room, familiar bed, familiar environment.
Isn't this your own residence?
Wang Fan couldn't help being stunned.
He remembered that under the oppression of the Immortal King from the Black Demon Sect, the blood in his body rioted. .??.??
After that, he basically didn't remember anything.
He only vaguely remembered that an old man appeared and sent everyone from the Black Demon Sect away. Just when he wanted to pursue them, he stopped him.
Then, he was taken away.
Then, when I wake up, I go back to my place.
"Who was the old man who rescued me? Why did he save me? Did he take a fancy to my potential?"
Wang Fan murmured to himself.
After all, the second-level Immortal King defeated the ninth-level Immortal King across borders. This level of strength is already quite incredible.
But what Wang Fan couldn't figure out was that since the other party took a fancy to his potential, why would he send him back to his residence?
I really can't figure it out.
However, since he couldn't figure it out, Wang Fan simply stopped thinking about it and began to sit cross-legged and meditate to nurse his injuries.
In this way, three days passed quickly, and Wang Fan's injuries had recovered to 70%, and his cultivation level had also recovered to 70% to 80%.
On this day, he was thinking about whether to go out to do a task, earn some contribution points, and then go to the Xianyuan Room to practice. Suddenly, he felt someone coming to the door again.
This is a woman, a woman that Wang Fan does not know.
This girl looks cold, dressed in white clothes, and looks like a fairy.
She is also very beautiful, with a standard oval face, willow eyebrows, red lips, white teeth, and eyes like stars.
Her figure is even more enchanting, with graceful curves that make people dream.
However, this woman is too cold, and her cultivation has actually reached the level of an immortal.
Seeing the woman who suddenly came to his residence, Wang Fan was a little confused, but he hurriedly greeted her with a smile, "Hello, Senior Sister, I wonder why Senior Sister came to Junior Brother's place?"
Prince Wangyun
The hierarchy is very strict. With this woman's cultivation, she is either an inner sect or a core member, and he, Wang Fan, is only the second level Immortal King, so he has to be polite.
After all, he couldn't afford to offend this kind of person.
"Are you Wang Fan? The Wang Fan who defeated the ninth-level Immortal King with his second-level cultivation?" The woman stared at Wang Fan coldly and spoke slowly.
Wang Fanxin said, aren't you talking nonsense? You've already come to the door, how can you still find the wrong person?
However, even though he thought so in his heart, he still said respectfully on the surface, "It's me, I don't know, senior sister."
Before Wang Fan could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the other party, "Since you are Wang Fan, then come with me. There is an elder who wants to see you."
"Yes." Wang Fan felt unhappy, but he had no choice but to agree.
The two quickly left Wang Fan's residence and rushed towards the inner gate area.
Not long after, the two came to an ancient hall.
Although it is said to be a main hall, it is actually much larger than an ordinary martial arts arena.
When the two of them entered, there were already many elders and disciples in the hall.
Swish swish swish.
When Wang Fan and the other two stepped into the hall, the eyes of the elders and disciples all fell on Wang Fan and they began to scan around.
However, soon, most of the elders began to sigh and shook their heads, obviously very disappointed with Wang Fan.
Wang Fan was a little confused, but he didn't speak and just waited quietly.
He believed that since the woman brought him here, she must have a purpose.
"Senior Brother Yan, is this the so-called evil boy you call?"
An elder looked at Mr. Yan, who had rescued Wang Fan, and spoke slowly.
Mr. Yan nodded, "Why, could it be that, Junior Brother Han, you don't believe me?"
vision?"
Mr. Han shook his head, "It's not that I don't believe your vision, Mr. Yan, it's just that I really can't see anything special about him."
Mr. Yan laughed, looked at Wang Fan and said, "Boy, I think you are a talent, so I want to introduce you to a master. But you have also seen that people don't believe in your talent. What do you think you should do?"
"Introducing Master?" When Wang Fan heard this, he couldn't help but trembled in his heart, and quickly shook his head, "Thank you, senior, for your kindness. It's just that this junior is stupid, so I'd better forget about introducing Master."
If it were any other Immortal King monk, he would definitely be ecstatic to be able to join the elder's sect.
It's just that Wang Fan is a little different from others.
With his qualifications and understanding, coupled with his current cultivation level, he no longer needs guidance from others.
What's more, it was only the Immortal who gave him guidance. ??
It can be said that as long as he is given enough cultivation resources and his cultivation level increases, he can crush everything.
What's more, Wang Fan himself really has no intention of becoming a disciple.
He really doesn’t want to become a disciple anymore.
Wang Fan finished speaking.
Mr. Yan couldn't help but be stunned.
Not only Mr. Yan, but also Mr. Han and the old men around him were all stunned.
What did Wang Fan say? He actually refused? He didn't even mean to show off?
this···
Originally, according to their thinking, Wang Fan should have been ecstatic after learning the purpose of coming here, and then tried his best to prove himself and become a disciple of Mr. Han.
But···
As a person involved, Mr. Han felt even more unhappy.
He is a dignified elder of the inner sect, and he is also the chief elder of the inner sect. If he accepts disciples, I am afraid that the inner sect disciples will crush their heads.
But Wang Fan, a mere outer disciple, politely refused.
What a shame!
It was natural for him to reject Wang Fan, but it was treason for Wang Fan to reject him.
Mr. Han couldn't help but feel annoyed, and Wang Fan became even more unhappy.
However, as an elder, he naturally has the demeanor he should have, and naturally he cannot directly fall out in front of so many elders and disciples.
However, Mr. Han can maintain his identity and not fall out, how can the disciples present hold back?
A fifth-level Immortal King monk's eyes turned cold, he stepped forward, stared at Wang Fan and said coldly,
"Bastard, who do you think you are? Are you qualified to reject my master? Do you know that if my master accepts disciples, countless inner disciples will crush their heads?"
This person's name is Xiao Chuan, and he is a direct disciple of Mr. Han. His cultivation is at the fifth level of the Immortal King, and his talent is extremely heaven-defying.
In Wangyun Palace, although there are very few low-level disciples of the Immortal King, there are still some.
Moreover, those people are basically extremely talented people, and they are all relatives or direct descendants of those big shots.
It's just that their cultivation level hasn't improved yet.
This Xiao Chuan is none other than a direct disciple of Mr. Han.
Moreover, as a direct disciple of Mr. Han, his talent and strength are absolutely beyond doubt.
Top of the class, almost invincible.
Now, seeing Wang Fan reject his master, he naturally couldn't help but stand up.
Wang Fan glanced at Xiao Chuan lightly, then turned his eyes away, not bothering to pay attention at all.
This kind of thing is here. If he dared to say something rude in other places, Wang Fan would have slapped him to death.
Xiao Chuan became even more angry when he saw that Wang Fan dared to ignore him.
After all, is there anything worse than ignoring someone?
The aura of the fifth level Immortal King bloomed from his body, he stepped forward, stared at Wang Fan and spoke.
"I heard that you once defeated the Immortal King on the ninth level. Xiao Chuan, the Immortal King on the fifth level, is now challenging you. Do you dare to accept the challenge?"
This chapter has been completed!