"Boy, why are you still sleeping? It's already here!", suddenly a loud shout rang in Ye Fan's ears...
Slightly startled, Ye Fan opened his sleepy eyelids, shook his head, shook away the remaining sleepiness, looked at the old man who appeared in front of him, and said angrily: "Old guy, what are you screaming about?
I almost made you drunk!"
"Boy, it seems that your tutoring is not very good. You haven't even learned to respect your elders!" The old man rolled his eyes and said, "It seems that I have to teach you etiquette first."
After speaking, he stretched out his hand and grabbed Ye Fan's shoulder as fast as lightning. Obviously, the old man with a somewhat pedantic temperament really wanted to seduce Ye Fan, a student who had never respected him very much.
Ye Fan dodged and evaded the catch. He was already outside the door. He rolled his eyes at the old man and curled his lips and said: "Old guy, you'd better save some strength and go back to **** your grandson. Hehe, young master."
I won’t bother you anymore!”.
After saying this, leaving the old man with a stunned look on his face, looking at his palm, Ye Fan had already walked out of the mouth of the silver-winged python.
"Finally returned to the Holy Academy alive." As soon as he left Shekou, Ye Fan heard a group of people sighing loudly as they looked at the gate of the academy.
Many people stood at the entrance of the college, not knowing whether to cry or laugh for a moment, wandering between life and death, which was the most heart-shaking place.
"I almost died in the bloody fantasy this time." A beautiful girl next to Ye Fan smiled and whispered softly alone.
"Hey, okay, everyone, please follow me to the assessment institute for the final review!" Suddenly a middle-aged man appeared in front of everyone and said with a smile.
After listening to the middle-aged man's words, Ye Fan and the surviving assessors walked directly towards the assessment institute. The so-called final review was just a formality, handing over the Holy Son Medal and confirming the Holy Son's level.
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"Wait a minute!" Just as Ye Fan and his group were not far away, a loud shout suddenly sounded from behind. Ye Fan knew who this person was without turning around.
Looking back and looking at the white-haired old man rushing towards this side, Ye Fan muttered: "What is this old man howling again?"
The middle-aged man only looked back and without saying a word, he quickly stopped the team and came up to him with a smile, saying, "It turns out to be Elder Mei Jian. Why do you want to take charge of this?"
However, the white-haired old man didn't give the middle-aged man a good look. He frowned and said with some dissatisfaction, "How do you do things? Have you forgotten what the superiors ordered?"
The middle-aged man was slightly startled, and couldn't help but said in surprise: "What's going on, superiors? Why don't I know? Elder Mei Jian, please just tell the truth. I really don't know what the superiors have ordered?"
Elder Mei Jian raised his head and glanced at him, then moved his lips. However, after the old man moved his lips, the middle-aged man slapped his forehead, showing a look of sudden realization.
The old man glanced at the middle-aged man who was slapping his forehead, slowly withdrew his gaze, shook his head slightly, and turned all his attention to the team.
After looking at everyone in the team up and down, he said calmly: "Ye Fan, Long Haotian, Liu Ruo, Fei Lu'an, and Toqili, these five people stay, the others can go!
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"Elder Mei Jian, thank you so much for today!" When the old man finished speaking, the middle-aged man quickly bowed and saluted respectfully, "Otherwise, I would really have made a big mistake!"
"Oh, let's go, hurry up and take the rest of the people to register. Let's forget about it for today, and be smarter in doing things in the future!" the old man said calmly.
"Hehe, okay, I will never do something like this again in the future!" The middle-aged man nodded slightly and hurriedly led the people who were not named by the old man towards the assessment institute, leaving behind Ye Fan, Long Haotian and others.
These five inexplicable people.
"What's this old guy doing leaving us here?" He murmured doubtfully in his heart, and Ye Fan turned his head and looked at the people standing beside him.
"Okay, you guys, just follow me!" The old man looked at the five people again, then turned and walked forward.
"Old man, what are you doing? It's mysterious. Can you explain it quickly?" Ye Fan frowned and shouted carelessly.
As soon as Ye Fan said this, the other four people also looked at the old man with doubts on their faces, obviously wanting to know what the old guy's intention was in keeping them here.
"Hehe, I'm sorry, I can't say it yet!" The old man smiled casually, then turned around and continued, "But I can tell you that it is a good thing, so you don't have to guess."
After saying that, he walked on
Seeing this, Ye Fan and others did not ask further questions. Anyway, they would know later. Along the way, under the guidance of the old man, everyone came to a large ancient building.
His eyes moved to the top of the building, above the lavender sandalwood plaque. Three vaguely primitive fonts shone with a faint light.
"Holy Soul Palace!" Ye Fan murmured softly, turned his head and looked around, and found that most of the college students passing by this building would cast a look of awe and envy at it.
Of course, there were also some students who cast some surprised glances at the five Ye Fans standing outside the door.
The old man ignored the gazes around him. A pair of old hands touched each other gently, and a white light suddenly shot from his hands into the door. Then he waved to Ye Fan and the other five and walked away.
As the old man walked into the hall of the building, Ye Fan glanced around casually. There were not many people inside the hall, only a few people doing their own things quietly.
Seemingly hearing footsteps, some people raised their heads and glanced at Ye Fan and the others. There was a flash of doubt in their eyes. But when they saw the undisciplined heads standing next to them, they immersed themselves in doing their own things again.
Standing in the slightly deserted hall, Ye Fan shook his head boredly. Just as he was about to stretch his body, he suddenly saw the old man waving to a woman in green clothes standing at the counter in the hall.
This woman in a light blue dress hurriedly walked out of a backstage, and then walked quickly towards Ye Fan and the others.
"Elder, what's the matter?" Looking at Elder Mei Jian who summoned her, the woman in green showed a bit of surprise on her pretty face, she bent down and said respectfully.
"Haha, it's nothing. Take these people to Elder Feinuo!" The old man smiled and casually nodded to Long Haotian, Liu Nuo and the other four people, but he only wanted to ignore Ye Fan.
"Okay, everyone, please come with me." The woman in Tsing Yi made a gesture of invitation, then led the four of them towards a passage on the left side of the hall.
Looking at the couple who disappeared into the passage, Ye Fan asked curiously: "Old man, why did you leave me alone?"
"Of course you are different!" The old man smiled and said, "Now you follow me!"
"What's different? What's different? They're all human beings!" Hearing this, Ye Fan shook his head helplessly and had to follow the old man quickly towards the interior of the hall.
After a while, he stopped in front of a gate. Outside the gate, there were four masked men in white robes guarding the place.
Gazing across the four people, Ye Fan felt slightly awe-inspiring. He discovered that these four people were all powerful men above Tianzun, and he saw the steady and long breath of one of them.
It was obvious that he had stayed at the level of Heavenly Lord for a long time. Judging from the light that occasionally flashed across his eyes, it seemed that he was just around the corner to enter the realm of Heavenly Saint.
"Art, is the dean inside?" The old man glanced at the most powerful mysterious white-robed man, handed over a purple letter in his hand, and asked with a smile.
"Haha, inside, Mei Jian, the person you brought this time seems pretty good." The white-robed man named Art glanced at Ye Fan.
A sense of surprise arose in his heart. With his strength, he could not see the real identity of the young man in front of him. However, when he thought about some mysterious techniques that could hide his aura, he was relieved. He did not think that this boy was not even in his early twenties.
, has a cultivation level that exceeds his own.
After casually looking at the letter handed over by the old man, the leader of the white-robed man returned it to the old man and said with a smile: "Well, okay, let's go in."
"Boy, you can only go in by yourself. According to the regulations, we can't enter casually." The old man took back the letter and looked at Ye Fan with a smile.
"Go in alone?" Ye Fan stood still and curled his lips and said, "Old man, you brought me to see the dean in such a mysterious way. If you don't explain clearly, do you think I will go in?"
"You...hey, it's not that I don't want to say it, old man, but I really can't say it!" The old man said helplessly in distress, "Tell me, treacherous boy, how on earth are you going to get in?"
"I'm treacherous? Old guy, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't talk nonsense. When have you ever seen me treacherous?" He put away his smile and said seriously, "I'm just not familiar with the person inside. I don't know him well."
I don’t understand, I just don’t want to talk to strangers casually!”
"Stranger?" the old man said angrily: "You actually treat the dean of your college as a stranger? Is this a reason?"
Curling his lips, Ye Fan said: "What about the dean? I have never met him, and I don't know what he is like. To me, he is just like a stranger. Why should I go in?"
The old man glared at him fiercely, a white light flashed in his hand, and then he threw an object at Ye Fan, and said bitterly: "Boy, you are cruel, you are talking so much nonsense, you are not trying to hit me on the 'Jade God Powder'"
, you can go in now, old man, I really regret using this thing to heal your wounds!"
Ye Fan took the 'Jade God Powder' thrown by the old man with one hand. He was happy in his heart, but said very viciously: "Don't think that I care about your 'Jade God Powder'. It's just that it doesn't matter if you keep this kind of thing on you."
Yes, the young master doesn’t want you to waste your natural resources!"
"You...are a waste of money on me? Humph! The old man has nothing to say!" The old man snorted coldly, turned around and left, which made Ye Fan very angry.
"Boy, when you meet the dean, you must take it easy. The identification of your purple-clothed holy son is a bit different. It has to be confirmed by the dean and a group of elders." Without stopping, Elder Mei Jian's lips were soft.
Moving, a bit of uneasy sound transmission reached Ye Fan's ears.
After receiving the message, Ye Fan couldn't help but rolled his eyes and replied depressedly: "Am I very arrogant? I remember that I always seemed to be very low-key."
Elder Mei Jian, who was walking quickly, stumbled and almost fell to the ground. The corner of his mouth twitched. Low-key?
From the time I met you until now, when have you ever kept a low profile?
"Hey, if you want to get some benefits from me, how can you do it without paying some interest!" Ye Fan looked at Elder Mei Jian who had disappeared into the corridor, laughed sinisterly, and then opened the door and left amid the stunned looks of the four white-robed men.
Got in.
Pushing open the door, there was another thick velvet curtain of emerald green inside. As soon as Ye Fan lifted the curtain, his eyes felt cold, as if he had entered the Jade Palace of Gui Palace.
Although the room is not very big, it is surrounded by countless top-grade magic crystals, which cast light upon the room and make it look like a hundred rooms.
There was no one in the room at this time, which made Ye Fan slightly surprised: "Isn't the dean here?"
After calming down, Ye Fan saw that the utensils in the room were all made of top-quality magic crystals. These magic crystals were price-comparable to the beast cores of the Tianzun period. A cup and a bottle were worth tens of thousands at least.
The strangest thing is that even the tables, tables, chairs, and stools are all made of this kind of magic crystal. Ye Fan feels as if his brain is not working properly. This is too... luxurious!
After the shock, he sat down on a chair casually. He felt the coldness entering his bones where he touched his buttocks. He thought to himself: "It seems that the directors of this courtyard are all abnormal people. Take this room for example.
It’s enough to shock the world.”
Suddenly laughter came from inside, and it seemed that a young girl could be heard saying coquettishly: "Well, I won't come."
Then there was a burst of laughter, and an old man with a red body came out, "Hey, boy, you've been waiting for a long time!".
Hearing this voice, Ye Fan was slightly startled. He looked up and looked at the fiery red figure that suddenly appeared in front of him. It was like a ball of flames.
On the top-quality magic crystal embedded in the wall, dozens of fiery red shadows suddenly appeared. This scene was so strange, and the characters in it were so frightening. Ye Fan suddenly felt a little surprised.
He glanced at the old man and saw that his skin was like ruby, with a hint of coldness in the corners of his eyes, and a hint of smile on the corners of his mouth. Although his attire and demeanor were different, he looked more majestic.
"The demeanor and appearance of the head of the hospital are really clear to everyone at a glance. He is indeed worthy of being the big boss of the Holy Court!" In Ye Fan's mind, this fiery red figure has been occupied for a long time.
He stood up, bowed slightly to the dean, and said, "It's nothing, I just arrived!"
Facing this fiery red old man, Ye Fan no longer had the casual attitude he had when facing Elder Mei Jian. At this time, he was still a little depressed. Although it was uncomfortable, he felt that this was only reasonable and reasonable.
Human feelings are really extremely contradictory.
Just when Ye Fan felt incomprehensible and a little troubled by this feeling, a gust of fragrant wind suddenly came from the front. According to his induction, the owner of this fragrant wind did not seem to want to dodge.
Frowning slightly, Ye Fan had no choice but to move his body that was blocking the door. As soon as he moved away, a petite silhouette hurriedly stopped at his previous place.
Then he ignored Ye Fan who was beside him, turned around, and said softly to the old man in red robe behind him: "Grandpa, I'm leaving. I'll come and play with you next time!"