Urban ancient fairy doctor

Ye Bufan took a deep breath to suppress the panic in his heart. Over the years, he had learned from his own experience that you should never panic when something happens.

Panic can only reduce your ability to cope and will not do any good.

He sorted out his situation again. If it was determined to be the result of the colorful fairy spirit cloud, it meant that not only himself, but all ascended monks should face this situation.

If this is really the case, then there must be a way to deal with it. The monks who ascended from the lower world cannot all become useless.

Thinking of this, he stopped thinking about it and looked at everyone present.

He has been well-informed for so many years, and he immediately realized that these people in front of him were people from various major sects. Their eyes fell on him, and they should be related to him.

It's just that these people all look weird. Why? Is there something special about myself?

When he came to the fairy world for the first time, he didn't know what the psychic mirror was, let alone what it meant if a star didn't light up.

Since you can't figure it out, just keep an eye on it. He stood there without moving, waiting to see where things would go next.

The people under the Feixian Platform watched for a long time, but there was still no movement from the psychic mirror. They had given up completely.

This is a loser who can't even shine a star. If you have to add a number of years, it is a loser that is rare in ten thousand years.

Thinking about this, many people couldn't help but laugh. This Zhengyang Sect really had its ups and downs.

I had just met a nine-star genius who had never been seen in ten thousand years, and now I had met a loser who had never been seen in ten thousand years.

The one with the ugliest face was naturally Bingkun. He never expected that the gap in life would be so big. It was like a kick from the sky and a kick from the ground.

The nine-star talent just now was taken away, and I finally had to get a spot back, but I met such a loser.

Sun Tzu Yu showed a joking smile: "Elder Bingkun, what are you talking about? Do you choose or not? This quota is yours."

After he finished speaking, there was a burst of laughter from the audience.

Ye Bufan somewhat understood that these people were selecting disciples, and then thinking that he had just arrived at the Ascension Hall, he made a guess about the situation here.

But what does this old man mean when he looks at me with a look of disgust on his face? Is it because you don’t like it? It seems that he is not only disdainful, but also disgusted.

He was puzzled, and Bingkun waved his hand directly: "I, the Zhengyang Sect, do not raise waste. No matter who wants this kind of waste, we don't want it anyway."

After hearing what this old guy said, Ye Bufan suddenly felt angry.

waste? Who are you calling a waste? He dominated both the earth and the world of cultivation, and never thought that one day he would be treated as a waste.

Sun Ziyu laughed and said, "Elder Bingkun, think about it, this is a waste of a quota."

"No, no, no, this kind of trash doesn't even want ten spots!"

Bingkun's lungs are about to explode. What kind of luck is this for him? To be able to encounter such a ten thousand-year-old loser.

At the same time, I couldn't figure out how this kind of waste could soar up.

Seeing him deflated, Sun Tzu Yu smiled even more happily, and then looked at the other sects present.

"Zhengyang Sect has given up its quota. Which of your sects is willing to accept this monk?"

After he said this, everyone present shook their heads and unanimously made the choice to give up.

Are you kidding me? Zhengyang Sect doesn’t want trash, so do we?

If nothing else, bringing this kind of waste of ten thousand years back to the sect would immediately become a big joke to the entire Qingweitian.

No matter who did this kind of thing, he would probably be slapped to death by the sect leader immediately after returning to the sect.

This embarrassing scene happened. Ye Bufan stood on the Feixian Platform for a long time, but no sect was willing to accept it.

Seeing him like this, Hua Bingyu shook her head slightly.

"Young man, come down here. In the future, you can make a good living and live an ordinary life."

Ye Bufan suddenly felt like ten thousand grass and mud horses running through his heart, and he was filled with confusion and helplessness.

When did he become a loser when he was the number one person in the world of cultivation?

Why do these guys decide that they are trash? Is it because I can't absorb the fairy spiritual energy? Is it because I am the only one who is like this?

He cannot accept this result no matter what. He must regain his strength as soon as possible, become stronger, and open up a road to the sky for his relatives.

Seeing this guy standing there in a daze and not leaving at this time, Bingkun became more and more angry.

Just when he was about to have an attack, suddenly a figure flashed, and another graceful figure appeared next to Ye Bufan.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, the speed of ascension today was really fast, and here comes another one just now, but I don’t know what his qualifications are, is he a genius or a waste?

As soon as everyone had this idea, they saw the psychic mirror above their heads suddenly shine brightly, with one, two, three... eight stars lighting up in succession.

"this……"

Everyone was stunned. The changes today must have been too great. The ups and downs were like riding a roller coaster.

First nine stars lit up, then one didn't light up, and now eight stars lit up.

Although it is a little worse than the previous nine-star talent, this is definitely an extremely rare talent.

The most excited person was Hua Bingyu, because she clearly saw that the light emitted by the psychic mirror finally converged into a long sword.

"The body of the sword spirit, this is actually the body of the sword spirit!"

The psychic mirror can not only detect the opponent's talent, but also indicate the direction of the talent.

For example, red is the fire spirit root, and cyan is the wind spirit root. This is the unique function of fairy energy.

But now it has transformed into a sword of light, which shows that this person's talent in swordsmanship has reached its extreme, and he is clearly the sword spirit body that the sect needs.

If you put the eight-star sword spirit body and the nine-star talent just now together, the Flowing Light Sword Sect really doesn't know how to choose.

"Could it be that this is the genius of the sect leader?"

Hua Bingyu was so excited that she secretly decided to take this person into her sect no matter what.

It is no exaggeration to call the Eight-Star Sword Spirit the future of the Flowing Light Sword Sect.

Some are happy, some are sad, and Bingkun next to him is getting more and more annoyed.

From nine stars to one star that was not bright, now there is another eight star, a V-shaped trend, and their Zhengyang Sect happened to catch up with the bottom of a V-shaped valley.

The light dissipated, revealing the person's appearance. She was a stunningly beautiful woman.

Hua Bingyu's smile became even brighter: "Little girl, are you willing to join my Liuguang Sword Sect?"

In the fairy world, the life span of immortals is much longer than that of cultivators. They can live for thousands of years, and the power of tens of thousands of years can be seen everywhere.

Because of this, it was natural for her to call the woman in front of her little girl.

"Little girl, you can join our Zhengyang Sect as long as you are willing. As long as you become my disciple, you will definitely get the best resources of Zhengyang Sect.

He even became the disciple of the sect leader and the next successor of the sect. "

Bingkun also tried his best. He was so angry that he didn't care about Hua Bingyu's face. He just jumped out and poached him. This was the same way others poached him just now.

Hua Bingyu's face darkened, but before she could speak, Zuo Junming and Sun Ziyu also jumped out.

"Little girl, are you willing to join the Tiangang Sect? Our sect's Tiangang Sword technique is unparalleled in the world. As long as you join, you will definitely become the core disciple of the leader..."

"Little girl, as long as you join our Liuli Sect, we can give you everything they can give, and we can still give you what they can't give..."

The four elders were all extremely enthusiastic, and the battle for people began again.

But at this time, the woman's eyes were wandering, and she caught sight of Ye Bufan next to her, with incomparable heat in her eyes.

"Ye Yixian, is that you?"