Urban Madness

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In the silent place, thunder!

It's just three simple words, but it seems like a calm sea suddenly raises a huge wave, or a bright clear sky suddenly drops the earth-shaking thunder.

For the first time, Mu Qingxuan thought she had heard it wrong.

"You...what did you say?" She looked at Ye Fan and asked uncertainly.

"I reject!"

Ye Fan repeated it again, speaking clearly.

In an instant, Mu Qingxuan's pupils shrank suddenly, and a strange color appeared on the pretty face of Gu Jing Wubo for an unprecedented time.

Surprised!

Surprise hard to hide!

Mu Qingxuan originally thought that Ye Fan would gladly accept his invitation, even grateful to Dade.

But she never expected that Ye Fan would refuse so decisively, as if he didn't put Xuantian Palace in his eyes at all.

You know, even the young monks on the Tianshu star will be ecstatic when they can worship a second-grade sect like Xuantian Palace.

What's more... Mu Qingxuan has promised to introduce him to the suzerain.

In other words, what Ye Fan refused was not just the opportunity to join Xuantian Palace, but also refused to become a disciple of the Sect Master of Xuantian Palace!

This... this is crazy!

Mu Qingxuan opened her mouth, as if she wanted to say something, but she found that she couldn't say a word.

At this moment, Wang Ying, who was next to him, showed a fierce look and furious, and pointed to Ye Fan's nose and shouted, "Smelly boy, what are you, do you know what you just rejected? Do you know how many people are crying and crying, kneeling and wanting Joining our Xuantian Palace, but couldn't ask for it, you...how can you..."

Ye Fan didn't pay attention to Wang Ying at all, but turned to look at Mu Qingxuan, and said every word: "His Royal Highness, I want to ascend to Tianshu Star, and I can pay you the cost of flying the aircraft! But I can't join. Xuantian Palace!"

"why?"

Mu Qingxuan looked straight at Ye Fan with beautiful eyes, with a deep incomprehension in her tone.

"Xuantian Palace, after all, is only the second grade sect!"

Speaking of this, Ye Fan paused, straightened his spine, and said proudly: "I want to join the First-Rank forces!"

...

The audience was shocked when he said this.

Yipin power!

This word is like an invisible heavy hammer, slamming in the hearts of everyone in the court.

Mu Qingxuan's face changed drastically, with an unbelievable appearance.

The powerhouses of the sects, such as Shocking Cloud Sword Sect and Longyin Palace, were all dumbfounded and dumbfounded. Their faces were covered with incredible writing. I never expected Ye Fan to have such ambitions!

The people of Fire Spirit Stars may not know what the First-Rank power means, but they know nothing more.

The power of Yipin is above thousands of sects.

On the huge Tianshu star, there are only two First-Rank forces——

Yunhai Fairy Gate, Great Xia Dynasty!

The true immortal Qingming of the Yunhai Immortal Gate is a powerful man of the nine levels of the Tribulation. Any elder also possesses the realm of the Tribulation, which is enough to suppress one party, and there are countless monks in the transformation stage.

As for the Great Xia Dynasty, it dominates the world, dominating thousands of stars, and a monarch like Qianwang Cao Guang doesn't even have to give Xia Huang shoes.

Now, Ye Fan declared that he wanted to join the First-Rank Force, which was really incredible.

The number of disciples recruited by the Yipin forces every year is extremely small.

Even the peerless genius on the Tianshu star, or the enchantment of the natural spirit body, it is difficult to join the first rank power.

As for the monks of the lower planes, since ancient times, they have never joined the first rank forces.

For this reason, to others, Ye Fan's remarks are like an exaggeration of a beggar claiming that he wants to be emperor!

Hearing these words, Mu Qingxuan remained silent, with a very complicated expression on his face.

In fact, before joining Xuantian Palace, she had participated in the assessment of Yunhai Xianmen, but was eliminated in the final round.

A disciple who was eliminated by the Yunhai Immortal Sect can become a saint in Xuantian Palace.

Based on this alone, one can see how powerful the First Grade power is.

The second and the first grade, although only one grade difference, are separated by an insurmountable gap.

A disciple of the First-Rank forces randomly came out, and when placed outside, it was an invincible existence, and even the strong of the older generation could only temporarily avoid the edge.

An elder who came out of the First-Rank forces was stronger than the Sect Master of Xuantian Palace, and possessed the power to destroy the world and destroy the earth.

"Humph!"

Suddenly, Wang Ying let out a sneer and squinted at Ye Fan and said, "The heart is higher than the sky, it's unrealistic! What kind of power do you want to join, you can join? Cut, don't weigh your own skills?

Let me tell you the truth-the threshold for the first rank forces to recruit disciples must not exceed 30 years old, and the lowest level must also have the Nascent Soul Realm, but most of the really selected are cultivators! And you are just a golden core monk, the ant among the ants! "

Hearing this, the distant king Cao Guang, as well as many ministers of the country, all showed shock.

On the Fire Spirit Star, he has already touched the "ceiling" when he cultivates to the pinnacle state of the Nascent Soul.

For hundreds of years, only Wu Sheng Lin Xuan broke through the bottleneck and entered the stage of transforming gods.

And in the world of cultivating immortals, it is not uncommon for monks in the transformation stage.

But the cultivator who is under thirty years old is too enchanting and overbearing!

Like the saint Mu Qingxuan of Xuantian Palace, she is only at the pinnacle of Yuan Ying, and she is already enough to look down upon nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine hundred thousand people.

At the same time, facing Wang Ying’s questioning, Ye Fan suddenly raised his head and stood tall, and his body exploded with an aura of contemplation. With sharp eyes like a sharp sword, he looked directly at Wang Ying and said proudly:

"The bird will know the ambition of Honghu! You have the realm of the late Nascent Soul, so what? You are not defeated by me! And after reaching the Tianshu Star, it will not take long for me to break through. Nascent Soul and Huashen are just time problem!"

Ye Fan's voice was categorical, full of absolute confidence in himself, and shocked everyone's hearts.

For him, breaking through the realm seems to be a matter of course.

Crazy, proud!

This is everyone's impression of Ye Fan.

But the strength that Ye Fan revealed at this moment was completely qualified for pride.

Suddenly, Mu Qingxuan looked at him and said: "I promise you! You can ride on the treasure boat of our Xuantian Palace and fly to Tianshu Star!"

"Saint, you... how can you promise him?!"

Wang Ying exclaimed and looked at Mu Qingxuan incredulously. She did not expect that she would agree to Ye Fan's absurd request.

Mu Qingxuan did not pay attention to Wang Ying, but looked at Ye Fan and said: "If you can really join the First-Rank forces, you will be able to prove the Dao in the future, I hope you will not forget the blessings of Xuantian Palace today!"

"Don't dare to forget!" Ye Fan clasped his fist, feeling a little surprised. He didn't expect Mu Qingxuan to agree to help him so easily.

He didn't know that Mu Qingxuan agreed to fulfill one of his dreams.

She was eliminated tragically and failed to join the Yunhai Fairy Gate, and her thoughts were never clear.

Although the hope was very slim, she still chose to give Ye Fan a chance, which was considered an investment.

In the future, if Ye Fan really becomes the supreme powerhouse, there will be some old love between Xuantian Palace and Ye Fan.

"That's it! Seven days later, you will be twenty miles southeast of the King City, and we will set off there!" Mu Qingxuan said.

"Thanks!" Ye Fan thanked again.

...

Next, the soaring selection meeting was held again.

Although dozens of arenas were smashed by Ye Fan's sword, it did not affect the battle.

But after Ye Fan, no one dared to challenge Xuantian Palace again.

The conference was held until late at night before it officially ended.

Among the thousands of contestants, only more than 50 people really challenged successfully, with a success rate of about 1%.

And most of the people joining are low-grade forces, which shows the difficulty.

After the conference, Ye Fan didn't stay in the central square any more, and returned to Tengyun Pavilion, closing his eyes tightly to practice.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

More than half an hour later, one of the servants knocked on the door and said, "Master Hou, there is an adult from Xuantian Palace, please go out and see you!"

"Oh?"

Upon hearing this, Ye Fan immediately walked out and saw a young disciple at the door wearing a Taoist robe dedicated to Xuantian Palace.

"Champion Hou, the saint wants to see you, come with me!"

With that said, the Xuantian Temple disciple didn't give Ye Fan a chance to speak at all, and turned and went away.

Upon seeing this, Ye Fan felt something was wrong in his heart, but he still chased it.