[System] Spirit Planter of Another World

049 March issue

Three months is neither long nor short.

With Cheng Yifan's unremitting efforts, he finally accumulated 1000 contribution points a few days ago, and spent a thousand low-grade spirit crystals to upgrade the system to level three.

After the system was upgraded, he was finally able to learn the prescription of [Ningshen Powder] which was a third-grade elixir medicine.Cheng Yifan felt that Ningshen Powder must be very good for his abilities, but it's a pity that there is not enough time now, let's wait for him to officially enter the sect, and then slowly research and refine it.

Cheng Yihuai's martial arts examination had also been held before this, and Cheng Yihuai stood out without any surprise and became one of the three people who were qualified to participate in the Sifang Sect's acceptance ceremony.

Li Tong also learned a lot of fighting skills and methods from Yun Fan and Gong Yao, coupled with his own hard work, there was a faint sign that he was about to break through again, Cheng Yifan gave him a bottle of Juli San and a bottle of Bottle of Dali Pill, hoping to help him advance to the eighth level of the Martial Arts Realm.

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When the three month period finally arrived, their small Qingshan city was already overcrowded, and the Wufu and aristocratic families in each city came from all directions to participate in the opening ceremony of the Sifangzong sect every five years.

All the inns in the city were full, and even the houses were mostly rented out. Many people had to set up tents outside the city. It was loaned by the Qiu family to a team from the Wufu team from a remote town.

"Let's go, Xiao Fan, today is the opening ceremony of my Sifang Sect, and there are quite a lot of people here, let's go and take a seat earlier!" Yun Fan and Gong Yao deliberately woke up early, just to Hurry back to the Zongmen to participate in this grand ceremony not to be missed.

Cheng Yifan got up sleepily and was dragged away by them, really dumbfounded.

When they walked out of Cheng's mansion, they saw crowds of people outside, busy traffic, very lively.

"Hurry up, it's almost time!" Yunfan started his exercises, and suddenly there was wind under his feet, he grabbed Cheng Yifan, then jumped three feet away, and rushed towards the direction of Fangshi at an extremely fast speed.

Gong Yao shook his head helplessly, and rushed out after them.

When they came outside Fangshi, they saw a long queue. These people were all stopped outside Fangshi. They had to show the tokens given by Sifangzong and go through strict verification and registration before they could enter.

From a distance, Cheng Yifan saw a dozen or so deacons dressed as disciples of the Sifang Sect standing at the entrance, and there were seven or eight long tables inside, and a dozen or so disciples were sitting behind the long tables and were in charge of registration.

Although they had come early, they were still at the very back of the queue.The few people in front of them should be disciples from the same aristocratic family. The leader is a man in his 40s with a white face and long beard. He should be the person in charge of leading the team. The young disciples behind him are all Full of arrogance, they all wore water-green brocade robes with gold trim and a long sword at their waists, looking very majestic.

Looking forward, there are also piles of people, all from the same Wufu or the same family.It is rare for someone like Cheng Yifan to come to participate alone, let alone someone as young as him. He can feel that other people's eyes will always fall on him if there is no cloud. With Fan and Gong Yao accompanying him, I'm afraid he will die of embarrassment.

The team was slowly advancing, and finally it was the turn of the group of family disciples in front of him.

"Qingyun City, Wei Feng and eight disciples from the family came to participate in the grand ceremony of accepting disciples of the noble sect." The white-faced and long-bearded man finished speaking in a clear voice, and took out a jade medal and handed it to a deacon of the Sifang sect .

The deacon held the jade badge and inspected it carefully, then nodded and allowed them to enter.Wei Feng led the eight clan disciples to the long table at the back, not only their names and ages, but also their martial arts cultivation bases had to be registered one by one.After the registration was completed, someone led them to a light curtain, and they disappeared after stepping into it, which made Cheng Yifan amazed.

Could this light curtain be the legendary teleportation array?

"What's your name..." The deacon at the door saw that Cheng Yifan didn't take the initiative to report his name for a long time, and was just about to ask his name and origin, when he saw Yun Fan and Gong Yao following behind Cheng Yifan, and was caught in the middle of speaking. Swallowing it back abruptly, "I've seen Senior Brother Yun, Senior Brother Gong!"

Yun Fan waved his hands with a smile, lowered his voice and said, "This is Cheng Yifan, the youngest spiritual planter in Qingyun City, you should know it, right?"

"Yes!" The deacon's eyes on Cheng Yifan changed when he heard the words, and he tried his best to normalize his tone, "Please pass me the token, Mr. Cheng."

Only then did Cheng Yifan remember the jade pendant that Gu Jingchen gave him that day, and he took it out with some reluctance in his heart. When he handed it to the deacon, his heart was still bleeding. This was the first gift that the male god gave him. !

However, the deacon didn't know what he was thinking, and after the inspection was correct, he put away the jade pendant and let him pass.

While walking towards the long table, Cheng Yifan frequently turned his head to look in the direction of the deacon, his eyes full of resentment.

"What are you looking at? It's your turn to register!" Yun Fan patted him on the shoulder quietly, and then called his soul back.

Cheng Yifan quickly put aside his chaotic thoughts, and after registering his name, age and rank of planting master with his disciples behind the long table, he also walked towards the light curtain with Yunfan Gongyao.

Feeling a space distortion, Cheng Yifan and the other three stood at the foot of a towering mountain.

"Come on, it's time to go up." Yunfan and Gong Yao pointed to the halfway up the mountain, where a vast platform can be seen vaguely, and tens of millions of people connect the platform with the foot of the mountain. stone steps.And on that step, there are hundreds of small black spots moving slowly...

Cheng Yifan suddenly had an extremely ominous premonition...

He looked up at the nearest steps, and as expected, he saw that the eight Wei's disciples who came in before him were struggling to climb up the steps.

The young men and women who came to participate in the acceptance ceremony of the Sifang Sect are usually martial disciples in the tempered body state, but their bodies are much stronger than ordinary people, and they have learned some basic fighting moves. Has extraordinary strength and speed.Therefore, facing such a terrifyingly long step, they can only choose to climb slowly step by step.

"This, this..." Cheng Yifan looked at Yun Fan and Gong Yao beside him in disbelief.

"Hey, Xiao Fan, this is a test that every disciple who wants to enter the sect must go through, you have to work hard." Yun Fan lightly patted him on the shoulder as a way to cheer him up.

"Xiao Fan, we are waiting for you in the square." After Gong Yao dropped these words, he tapped his foot and rushed out like a bolt of lightning. In an instant, he had jumped to hundreds of steps, causing a panic voice.This is the difference between the Tongmai Realm and the Strength Martial Realm. When warriors break through to the Tongmai Realm, they can use the true energy in their bodies to achieve the effect of being as light as a swallow.

"Hello!" Cheng Yifan looked depressedly at these two future 'senior brothers' who just disappeared before his eyes...

He looked up again at the stone steps that seemed to have no end in sight, sighed, and resigned himself to his fate and began to climb.

I don't know how long he has been climbing, Cheng Yifan only felt that his legs started to tremble, his knees and thighs were so sore that they were about to break, and his whole body was a little shaky. Little, I'm afraid he would have fainted long ago after exercising so intensely.

He gritted his teeth and took out a bottle of [Huan Ling San] from the ring. This is another second-grade elixir that he learned to refine not long ago, and it has the effect of quickly restoring qi and blood.He didn't know if the medicine would work for his current situation, but he had to treat the dead horse like a living horse first.

Fortunately, his luck was quite good. As soon as he took this bottle of elixir, he felt his tired and limp body gradually recovered, and his body gradually regained some strength.

After he digested all the power of the medicine, he started climbing again.

"This little brother..." A faint mosquito's voice sounded, if it wasn't for Cheng Yifan's good hearing, he probably wouldn't have noticed it.

Cheng Yifan turned around in surprise, and saw a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy with a round face and a little bit of baby fat lying on the stone steps in a five-body posture.

The boy raised his head and said out of breath, "Little, little brother, I... just now... saw you... taking... what kind of elixir... I don't know... have you... have... I, I, I... can... buy..."

With money, everything is easy to negotiate, Cheng Yifan joyfully took out a bottle of [Huan Ling San] and handed it to the boy.

The young man immediately pulled off the bottle cap and poured [Huan Ling San] into his mouth. After a while, his pale face finally had some blood. He supported his body with his hands, and slowly stood up.

"Oh, I thought I was going to die! Thank you for the elixir! Take all these spirit crystals!" The young man took out a large bag of spirit crystals from the ring and handed it to Cheng Yifan.

Cheng Yifan counted in amazement, and there were a total of [-] low-grade spirit crystals, which greatly exceeded the price of this bottle of elixir.

"You gave too much. This bottle of elixir is only two hundred spirit crystals at most. I can't take it."

"Don't! Isn't my life worth these two hundred spirit crystals?" The boy refused to take back the extra spirit crystals, but greeted him with a smile, "Hello, my name is Bai Hibiscus."

The white and tender chubby boy had crooked eyebrows when he smiled, and with his pleasing round face, he looked very cute.

"My name is Cheng Yifan."