The next day, in the Martial Arts Hall, looking at Ye Fan coming with a heavy sword on his back, the eyes of the Discipline Elder changed somewhat.
"You kid, what are you going to do again?"
"In the Martial Arts Hall, we naturally challenge the phantoms of our ancestors." Ye Fan replied, looking at Elder Discipline with a strange expression, "Isn't Elder Discipline in charge of the Nourishing Heart Hall? Why are you here today?"
"Elder Wu Chi has something to do today, and I will act as his agent." Elder Discipline replied angrily, seeming to complain a little about Elder Wu Chi. He said something, but looked at Ye Fan, a little confused, "I heard your mentor say
, you have cultivated the prototype of the perfect Tao, and the purpose of performing the shadow of ancestors in the Martial Palace is to hone your skills. Since your skills are perfect, why do you come to challenge it."
Hearing this, Ye Fan showed a smile on his face, "Didn't the Yanwu Palace set up rewards?"
"You kid..." Elder Discipline was a little helpless, but in the end he couldn't say anything and waved his hand, "Okay, there's nothing you can do if you want to challenge me."
"Come in with me."
"Okay." Ye Fan nodded and followed the Discipline Elder into the Martial Arts Hall.
The layout of the Martial Arts Hall is much more complicated than that of the Yangxin Hall, with many rooms and various training equipment.
Different rooms have different scenes. Some are honing their basics in front of the wooden stakes alone, some are riding on their own, some are being led by instructors to learn the exercises, and some are training beasts to obey orders.
Of course, there are also those who have been scolded by their instructors and are sitting at the door now, looking like they are about to cry without tears.
"Senior Wu Jingtian, why are you sitting at the door?" Ye Fan looked at Wu Jingtian at the door in Room 5 and asked.
"...Ye Fan!" Wu Jingtian was shocked when he saw Ye Fan, and then he was overjoyed and stood up, "Why are you here?"
"I'm here to challenge the shadow of my ancestors." Ye Fan replied, glanced at the depressed Wu Jingtian, raised a smile at the corner of his mouth, and looked into the room, only to see an old man sitting with his upper body exposed and muscles as strong as steel.
There, he was teaching something to the four or five students in front of him.
At this glance, Ye Fan already knew what happened. He looked at Wu Jingtian and said with some teasing: "Senior Jingtian, is this because he is not good at studying and was kicked out by his instructor to face the wall and think about it?"
"That can't be said." Wu Jingtian replied, but he lacked confidence and retorted in a low voice: "This old man deliberately makes things difficult for me. Every time he asks me questions, he is much more difficult than others."
"After all, he is a descendant of the Overlord, so it is normal for him to be more demanding." Looking at Wu Jingtian's appearance, Ye Fan was a little funny, but he just patted Wu Jingtian on the shoulder, "Senior Jingtian, Instructor Bu Duan is not an ordinary instructor.
Although it is harsh, if you study here, as long as you can learn the essence, it will be enough to break through to glory."
"What essence can break through Glory?" Wu Jingtian was a little unconvinced, "Our mentor is also capable of Glory..."
"Level is never the only criterion for measuring strength." Ye Fan replied with a slightly meaningful smile, "Senior Jingtian, a step-forging instructor, was revered as a weapon master a hundred years ago. His proficiency in weapon skills is probably better than that of Senior Jingtian's ancestors.
Not to mention giving in too much."
"No less generous than my ancestors, so powerful??" Wu Jingtian was a little shocked when he heard this.
"Otherwise, how could the elder in the senior's family let senior Jingtian come to study with Master Bujiang?" Ye Fan replied, but just smiled and waved his hand, "Okay, I'm going to do my thing.
Already."
"Senior Jingtian, you have to work harder."
"Okay." Wu Jingtian responded, watching Ye Fan walk towards the aisle on the other side, but his eyes couldn't help but look at Bu Zui in the room, hesitated for a while, and then spoke as if he was in doubt.
"How can this old man be so powerful?"
When the voice fell, Bu Zhen, who was lecturing in the room, seemed to hear it. He frowned and made a loud bell-like sound, "Wu Jingtian, what are you mumbling over there?"
"I asked you to think about the essence of the seventh of Li's Thirteen Shots. How are you thinking about it?"
"Right away, I figured it out right away." Wu Jingtian replied and quickly retracted his head. At this moment, the cautious look of this descendant of the Overlord who was over fifty years old actually looked a bit like a child who had done something wrong in school.
…
Ye Fan naturally did not continue to pay attention to Wu Jingtian's affairs. He followed the Discipline Elder to a separate house. In this house, there were stone statues one after another. It looked like they had entered some terracotta warriors and horses.
"The shadows of our ancestors are here. There are one hundred and eight people in total. Who do you want to challenge?" Stopping in front of the pile of stone statues, the Discipline Elder turned his head and spoke to Ye Fan.
"Let's do it one by one. Isn't there a reward for every victory?" Ye Fan replied.
These words made the Discipline Elder's face darken on the spot, "You kid, you are so greedy."
"The rules of Mingxin Sect, juniors also act according to the rules." Ye Fan cupped his hands.
This made the Discipline Elder choke so much that he could only snort coldly for a while, "That's up to you."
Hearing this, Ye Fan just smiled and stood in the hall, but his eyes looked directly at the people at the back of the group of stone statues. At a glance, he saw the stone statue in the middle. The stone statue was obviously taller than the other stone statues and carried a huge burden.
Heavy sword.
"This heavy sword seems to be similar to my sword." It looked familiar. Ye Fan looked at the Discipline Elder aside, "That should be the shadow of the ancestor of the first generation of perfect Tao cultivators."
"I don't know." The old man replied, just shaking his head.
"That should be it." Looking at the old man's reaction, Ye Fan just nodded, which made the Discipline Elder's face darken again.
Brat, you know you still ask me.
"The man holding the sword next to him should be the sword master." Ye Fan moved his eyes and saw the stone statue not far from the giant. At a glance, he saw the sword in the stone statue's hand and frowned, "Why is this sword?"
Are there human eyes that look so weird?"
"The Sword Master's sword is not a sword in the mortal world, but a beast that is connected with his mind." On the side, Elder Discipline made a voice, "There is a saying in the biography of the King of Humans that the Sword Master's path was endless in his early years, but his lifespan was long.
But when he was near, the Human King found this beast for him. From then on, the Sword Master got rid of the bottleneck and everything went smoothly."
"Use the beast as a sword." Hearing this, Ye Fan was a little curious. After thinking about it, he was about to choose the shadow of the Sword Master's ancestor, but when he stretched out his finger, he suddenly saw a young man next to the Sword Master.
of stone statues.
The stone statue looked mediocre among all the heroic stone statues. He didn't have any strong or heroic appearance, nor was he very handsome. He looked like an ordinary young man, but it was also weird. He seemed to be here.
It stands out among the group of stone statues and is completely different from the others.
"Whose stone statue is that?" Ye Fan asked curiously.
"You can't say what you said." Elder Discipline shook his head decisively this time.
"Then I will choose him." Ye Fan did not hesitate.
"Choose him?" Elder Discipline looked a little weird, "Are you sure?"
"OK." Ye Fan nodded. One hundred and eight stone statues. In the last life, he didn't have time to challenge it. Now that he has the opportunity to challenge it, he naturally chooses the most difficult one.
After receiving Ye Fan's affirmative answer, the Discipline Elder looked strange, but he didn't say anything. He just added: "The phantom of the ancestors retains a certain amount of emotions from the ancestors. It will be synchronized with your level, and the beast control level will be the same."
Synchronization, defeating the phantom is considered a victory, this is the basic rule."
"If you can't make an enemy, just surrender, and the shadow will stop attacking."
"Understood, let's get started." Ye Fan nodded, but didn't say much. The Discipline Elder didn't hesitate and pressed some switches next to him.
Soon, the other stone statues in the room slowly disappeared, leaving only the stone statue of the boy.
Ye Fan came to the opposite side of the stone statue and waited for a while. The stone statue suddenly made a sound. Then, the sculptured clay gradually fell down on the stone statue, and a young man woke up from the stone statue.
"Hey, after so many years, has someone finally challenged my stone statue?" The young man woke up, and his first words were a bit joking. He glanced at Ye Fan opposite and said, "What's your name?"
"Junior Ye Fan." Seeing this young man who looked like a real person, Ye Fan was also a little surprised. However, although he knew that he was just a shadow of his ancestor, he still responded politely, "I don't know the name of my senior."
"I have many names. I have the same surname as you. You can call me Senior Ye." The young man replied, looked around Ye Fan, and then waved his hand, "I am a beast master. As long as you can defeat me,
One beast wins."
"Okay." Ye Fan responded and held the hilt of the epee behind him.
The young man did not pause, he just moved his hands. Then, the light lit up, and a huge red fire dragon appeared next to the young man.
This dragon is not a dragon in the traditional sense, but more like some of the recorded ferocious beasts and dragons. It has wings, its hands and feet are separated, and it looks like a human standing, and its whole body is fiery red.
Although this fire dragon looked domineering, its behavior made Ye Fan a little helpless. He saw two streams of hot air spraying from its nostrils, like a greasy man in the market. One paw was pressing the round belly, and the other claw was digging.
nostril.
As soon as it appeared, it first glanced at the young man next to it, saw the young man mouthing at Ye Fan, then looked at Ye Fan, and then made a sound that seemed to be confused.
"call?"
The voice was clearly a beast-control voice, but when it came, a very rough voice sounded in Ye Fan's heart.