The crazy junior sister Yin turned into a dog, and the sky was full of gods and Buddhas and took a d

"Are we just going to come back and wait here?" Qianren looked at Mingfan and then at Sanmao.

The two men sat on each side, eight meters apart. It seemed that this sword and its master had a bad relationship?

Qianren moved closer to Mingfan. He seemed to have an epiphany. No wonder Mingfan could recognize that she was fake so quickly.

It seems like their relationship is really not good. And I was yelling about missing her before... I really want to slap myself to death.

"Say something to each other." Qian Ren said anxiously.

Ming Fan opened his eyes and said lightly, "Wait until the demon king and the big guy wake up, and then we'll use force."

This sentence was naturally directed at Sanmao.

Seeing that he was being ignored again, Qian Ren snorted, shrank into a corner and began to draw circles.

Ming Fan glanced at Qian Ren meaningfully. She had no interest in that little piece of trash.

His previous owner didn't want him anymore, so well, then she didn't want him either.

Qianren: “?”

Are you sure it’s because the previous owner doesn’t want me, and not because he’s dead?

Ming Fan closed his eyes again and rested, thinking about something.

A lot of things happened in the past two days, and she had no time to digest some of them.

Before Ming Qingchen left, he said that sooner or later he would make the same choice as her, the same choice...

She said that the four continents were controlled by Wang Ting, and behind Wang Ting... Ming Fan suddenly remembered what the old man Wang Ting gave her after the Pharmacist Conference ended that day.

Ming Fan took out a black iron plate from the ring, which was something she didn't pay attention to at the time.

Stroking the patterns on it, Ming Fan took it in front of his eyes. There were some patterns engraved on it. Although they were all common patterns, when they were piled on this plate, there was a sense of antiquity.

The three words on it made Ming Fan's body tremble.

She seemed to be confused and made some kind of agreement with someone...

If it weren't for this opportunity, she would have forgotten about the old man in Wang Ting and this piece of iron.

What did the old man say that day?

He seemed to say something like see you in three years. Ming Fan turned the sign over and the corner of his mouth twitched.

There were only four words written on the back: 'Infuse Spiritual Consciousness'. This royal court did not seem as old-fashioned as its name.

Ming Fan obediently probed with her spiritual sense, and a lot of information poured into her sea of ​​consciousness. Ming Fan looked carefully and found that it was mostly about rules and locations, and there were also a few lines of small words with some precautions.

"The selection of the royal court's outer court scholars..."

She just made up an excuse that day, but she didn't expect that old man Wang Ting would take it seriously. At that time, her mind was on Mu Ming, and she didn't expect that the sign the old man gave her was a direct invitation three years later.

"What?! You, you can actually participate in the selection of the royal court's outer court?!"

Qian Ren ran over at some point and looked at the black iron plate in Ming Fan's hand with disbelief in his eyes.

After realizing what was happening, he was filled with ecstasy.

It seems that he really followed the right person this time.

Anyone who can participate in the selection of Wangting Xuezong must have some skills.

In other words, those who can go there are the perverts among the cultivators, and the powerful ones among the perverts.

In this way, I actually underestimated Ming Fan.

Ming Fan put away the black iron brand: "Do you recognize this brand?"

Qianren nodded quickly and looked at Mingfan again, with more vigilance and caution in his eyes.

"This is a token of the royal court's selection for the school. Those who pass the school's preliminary test and are confirmed to be qualified will be given a sign like this."

So that's how it is. Ming Fan nodded and suddenly asked, "Then if I don't go, do you know what will happen?"

"Not going to participate? What a joke! When I went to take the test, the monks' information had already been saved. If I don't go, I will be going against the royal court."

Qianren paused as he spoke, and pointed at Mingfan with a trembling finger: "You, you didn't steal this!"

No one works so hard to get this opportunity and then gives it up easily.

Ming Fan rolled his eyes at him speechlessly. Does his image look so bad? Someone who just met her could actually have such a bizarre idea.

"Fortunately not." Seeing her reaction, Qian Ren breathed a sigh of relief: "I have never heard of anyone who got a chance to enter the Royal Court Sect and gave it up."

"But...if I really go back on my word, I will probably be hunted down and killed by the royal court."

Qianren guessed hesitantly, he naturally didn't know these things, he just heard them from his previous master.

"But didn't I ask for your letter?"

Ming Fan frowned. If she had known this thing was so troublesome, she should have stuffed it back into the old man's storage bag.

"Do not believe."

Qianren spoke sincerely.

It wasn't her initiative, so could Wang Ting force it on her?

Wang Ting, that's Wang Ting, Wang Ting was forced on her? How is that possible!

Ming Fan is definitely showing off!

"If, I mean if, someone doesn't want it, can they return it?"

Qian Ren listened to Ming Fan's words, which were getting more and more outrageous. She looked at her like she was looking at a ghost. She was still going back? Did she think this was a waste recycling? She could recycle it if she didn't want it anymore.

From Qianren’s expression, Ming Fan knew that there was no hope, and then he sighed.

"so troublesome."

Ming Fan was curious about how Qian Ren, a personification spirit weapon, knew all these things so clearly. Qian Ren also didn't understand why Ming Fan went to so much trouble to get it, but now didn't want it anymore.

But neither of them spoke or asked.

As for Ming Fan, she really didn't know the value of this brand.

The Royal Court is the center for weighing the forces of the four continents, and those who can enter the Royal Court are naturally not ordinary people.

Because of this, the royal court would cultivate fresh blood for itself to ensure its strength. And the royal court's outer court school is the way out for the royal court.

If one wants to formally join the Royal Court, one must pass the selection to become a scholar in the Outer Court. Only after one has truly graduated from the Scholarship can one pass the assessment again and join the Outer Court of the Royal Court.

Ming Fan didn't understand why the old man invited her to participate in the selection just when they met. When it came to alchemy, she admitted that she was indeed outstanding, but was it just because of this?

"So, the selection criteria for the Royal Court... do you know?"

Ming Fan tilted his head and looked at Qian Ren, which made Qian Ren unable to deal with it.

"you do not know??"

She held the token but asked him about the selection criteria. Qianren's face trembled as he didn't understand.

Ming Fan didn't want to reveal too much. She would deal with these things after she got out. However, it seems that this little waste is not really a waste.

This really interested her.

Qian Ren was frightened by Ming Fan's wolf-like eyes. He stepped back a few steps, squatted down and continued drawing circles.

"Your smile is really obscene."

Sanmao saw Mingfan grinning from a distance and couldn't help but complain.

Ming Fan calmly retracted his bared teeth, stood up, pulled the demon king who was still unconscious aside, and attacked him left and right.

"Stop sleeping! All you do is sleep all day long! Wake up!"

The innocent demon king suffered heavy damage again.