The battle for the top ten ended quickly, and Wang Fan only fought once.
Of course, there is another one who entered the top ten without fighting, such as the monk, and the Taoist nun.
During this period, Wang Fan couldn't help but look at the monk and Taoist nun.
Every time he met Wang Fan's gaze, the monk would show a smiling expression, then clasp his hands together and chant the Buddha's name in a low voice.
On the other hand, the Taoist nun would blush every time Wang Fan glanced at her and quickly lower her head.
This made Wang Fan feel resentful.
Are the monks and Taoist nuns who have made it this far so simple and honest?
Fake!
It’s so fake!
Of course, he didn't know the other party and didn't think about challenging him, so he didn't take it seriously and just complained a few words in his heart.
After the top ten battle is over, it’s time for the final challenge.
It's a pity that none of those who challenged it succeeded.
After all, if you are really powerful, how can you be eliminated?
After the game, Ning Chuan came out to say a few polite words, and Wang Fan and the other ten people who passed through went to Ning Mansion again.
As for the others, those who wanted to join the Ning Mansion naturally stayed.
But those who didn't have this intention all left.
Two days passed in a hurry, and two days later, Wang Fan and ten others boarded the spaceship flying to Yu City.
The Ning family dispatched ten peak Saint Emperors to escort them, and not only that, Old Master Ning and Ning Chuan personally led the team.
This shows that they attach great importance to the selection of the Territory Lord Mansion.
On the spaceship, Wang Fan sat in front of the window, drinking and singing with Yao Ling'er.
It's not far from Ning Mansion to Yucheng, but it's not close either, but it takes a month.
This month, Wang Fan has no plans to practice.
He just wants to relax and unwind.
Half a month passed by in a hurry, and during the half month, the group walked very smoothly.
Even if they encountered some monsters and bandits along the way, they all retreated after feeling the terrifying strength of Mr. Ning.
On this day, Wang Fan came outside again just like before.
Yao Ling'er did not come together.
She is very diligent in refining poison.
When Wang Fan asked her if she could refine a poison that could kill the Holy Emperor, Yao Ling'er rarely blushed.
Obviously, she couldn't refine it.
However, it is still researching.
"Amitabha."
Wang Fan was bored when a Buddha's call came to his ears, and a bald monk appeared not far from him.
Wang Fan glanced at the monk and pointed to the wine on the table: "Monk, two drinks?"
The monk showed a simple and honest expression, but nodded: "Since the donor invited me, I naturally cannot refuse."
Wang Fan's eyes widened. Is this so direct?
He couldn't help but ask: "You monks, don't you avoid drinking?"
The monk clasped his hands together and said: "The young monk has been practicing Taoism for hundreds of years and has transcended the world. Naturally, there is no need to avoid drinking."
Wang Fan's eyes widened again, but for a moment he really couldn't refute.
That's what people say. They have already cultivated to the level of Saint Emperor, so they are naturally transcended from the ordinary world. What can you say?
"Please." Wang Fan gave a thumbs up and could only say this one word.
The monk didn't hesitate, smiled honestly, and sat down.
Then he picked up the wine on the table and drank it all.
Finally he added: "Good wine, good wine."
Wang Fan had a dark face, he really didn't know what to say.
After a long while, he asked: "Don't you know the name of fellow Taoist?"
The monk clasped his hands together and said: "The little monk's name is Hui Hai."
"O eminent monk!" Wang Fan praised.
This time, it was the monk's turn to be confused.
He just reported the Buddhist title, and Wang Fan said he was a distinguished monk. Is it so outrageous?
However, he did not dwell on this, but said: "The young monk saw that there is black energy lingering between the eyebrows of fellow Taoist monks, I am afraid that-"
However, before he finished speaking, Wang Fan immediately waved his hand: "Stop, stop, there are some of these, let's just stop talking about it, okay?"
He was really convinced.
He had been entertaining him here for a long time, but this monk was cursing him. Is it appropriate?
Hui Hai's words were interrupted, he choked slightly, pursed his lips, and finally said nothing more.
He sighed, stood up and chanted the Buddha's name again, turned around and left.
Wang Fan was confused. Could it be that this monk came to him just to talk nonsense and get a jar of wine for nothing?
But he didn't think much about it. He sat alone for a while and then returned to the room.
One month passed quickly.
Wang Fan and his party also arrived at Yucheng.
Calling it a city is a bit inappropriate.
Because of the size of this territorial city, according to Wang Fan, it might even exceed the Holy Territory.
At least with Wang Fan's mental strength, he couldn't sweep it to the end.
The outer city gate is ten thousand meters high, and the crowd of monks below is really like ants.
At the city gate, countless monks came one after another and entered one after another.
Those monks are not only cultivators, but also many demon cultivators.
What's more, they directly appear in the form of a bull-headed human body or a human-headed demon body.
It's quite strange.
At least, this was Wang Fan's first time seeing this kind of monster on a large scale.
And he still cultivates such peaceful coexistence with others.
Above the horizon, groups of monks dare to come from time to time.
Some monks ride in the clouds and mist, some ride in luxurious chariots, and some monks ride directly on monster beasts.
In short, most of the monks are outstanding in appearance and extraordinary at first glance.
Wang Fan just glanced and saw many Holy Emperor monks and nearly a hundred Holy Emperors.
Especially those above the Saint Emperor, they all look extremely extraordinary.
Some people have returned to their true nature. If he hadn't felt the pressure, Wang Fan would not have known that those people were above the Holy Emperor.
For some people, their aura is as vast as the sea and unfathomable.
Wang Fan glanced at Ning Chuan beside him, and then realized that Ning Chuan, the ancestor of the Ning family, a third-rate family, was not enough to be seen here.
Thinking of this, Wang Fan couldn't help but look at Yao Ling'er resentfully, feeling very depressed.
We have really been fooled. There are so many Holy Emperors here, and there are so many Holy Emperors above. It is very dangerous, okay?
And this is only the most barren wasteland city among the nine regions of China. If it reaches the center, wouldn't it be even more terrifying?
Yao Ling'er glanced at Wang Fan, but was too lazy to say anything at all.
The two have been in contact for some time, and she has a certain understanding of Wang Fan's character.
To put it simply, it is shameless, shameless, and has no lower limit.
Of course, Wang Fan treated her very well, as well as his friends and relatives, such as the Holy Palace.
For the sake of the Holy Palace, he dared to risk his life and kill the Holy Emperor at his peak!
"This is just outside the city. Everyone, please line up and enter the city according to the rules. By the way, you must be careful when doing things here."
"If you provoke any big shot or cause any big trouble, even I can't protect you."
After the group left the spaceship, Ning Chuan looked at everyone with a solemn expression and gave serious instructions.
He was not being alarmist, but he was telling the truth.
Here, if he offends someone he shouldn't, he really can't help it.
Everyone nodded after hearing this.
Those who can cultivate to such an extent are obviously not fools, and they naturally know this.