Urban Madness

After listening to Ye Fan's words, Tianji was stunned for an instant, and rubbed his ears in disbelief. Didn't you hear me wrong just now?

He even said that the disciples he had written by hand were called to practice by him. How could this be possible!

My disciples can't understand them better, if they can be called to practice, that would be weird.

Their posture to sleep in is no weaker than themselves.

"You are not joking with me here, right, right, you must be joking with me."

"Don't you want to drink with the old man? Don't drink if you don't want to drink. What are you talking about?"

Tianji took out the hip flask around his waist, and after a couple of rumbling sips, he wiped his mouth happily.

Anyway, he couldn't believe what Ye Fan said. He wasn't a three-year-old kid anymore.

"What I'm saying is true. If you don't believe it, you can go to the training ground to watch it yourself."

"If this is the case, then I will practice the pill first, so be it."

Ye Fan waved his hand, took Nan Yu and the Four Poison Kings and immediately walked towards his camp.

Now he knew very well in his heart that he had to cultivate enough pills to do it.

If not, it may be a bit difficult in the next battle.

As long as there is a pill, he has an absolute trump card.

There is nothing to be afraid of even facing the siege of those strong men in the Devourer of Gods.

The key is that he still wants to start his own improper play in the middle of the battle, so the pill is a must.

"Too...it can't be true, let me go and see if I don't believe it."

Tianji put away his own wine gourd, and then rushed to the training ground in an instant.

He wants to see if Ye Fan really has such a big charm?

………

In the training room, Ye Fan devoted himself to the cultivation pill.

There must be no carelessness in the cultivation of pill medicine.

If not, let alone want to cultivate a good medicine, I am afraid it may directly cause a huge explosion.

When the time comes, it's just that stealing chickens won't be counterproductive.

Even a strong like Ye Fan ended in failure many times.

Of course, those cultivation resources were wasted.

The Four Poison Kings watched this scene and couldn't help sighing silently.

"I have to say that the strength of the boss is really strong. I didn't expect to cultivate these pills so fast."

"Just put one of these pills outside, I'm afraid they can attract other cultivators berserk, I didn't expect it to be so easy to get in the hands of the boss!"

"I think so, and the boss is really wide now!"

"Look at those cultivation resources and throw them in. Even if they are destroyed, they don't cause any distress. It seems that it is indeed not what it used to be."

"That's natural. Who would have the hapless support of the Shangguan family?"

"Furthermore, even if these cultivation resources are generally clean, the boss can definitely use his superhuman mind to pit another family."

"I just don't know which hapless one will be then."

The Four Poison Kings are now completely gloating.

These cultivation resources are definitely accumulated by the Shangguan family's pitiful accumulation.

If Shangguan Yunding saw Ye Fan's current profligate gesture, he would have to faint on the spot with anger.

This guy simply doesn't use cultivation resources as cultivation resources!

As soon as the words of the Four Poison Kings fell, Ye Fan's aggressive gaze greeted him.

"Hurry up and get out of here, go to the door and stand guard. Didn't you see that I'm busy here now?"

"If you dare to speak indiscriminately, don't blame me for being rude to you, just get out of here."

"Okay, well, then we won't be here to disturb your cultivation, we will go out first."

"Don't be angry, as the so-called anger hurts your body, anger hurts your body."

The four poisonous kings nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

Then retired respectfully, and once again assumed the responsibility of their guard.

It is also a bit depressing when I think about it. They were once the pinnacle powerhouses in the ancient world of cultivating immortals. When did they suffer such humiliation?

Not to mention it was brought by such a young disciple.

But the so-called strength is everything. In the face of absolute strength, there is no such thing as the so-called seniority.

To put it ugly, as long as your strength is strong, those seniors and the like are completely bullshit, they can be crushed at will.

They are already in such an endless loop now.

The strength was not as strong as Xiaohui, and Ye Fan planted the seeds of the way of life and death on the tip of his heart.

Now it's really up to people to decide at will.

On the way Ye Fan was practicing, Nan Yu looked at Ye Fan with an infatuation.

"Where did you learn these things? Did your master teach you?"

"By the way, I have been with you for so long, why have I never heard you mention your master?"

"Who is your master? Don't tell me you are self-taught."

Nan Yu opened his mouth full of doubts.

This question has been around her for a long time.

I want to know more about the man in front of me.

But if he didn't even know who his master was, or what kind of suffering he had experienced before, it would be ridiculous to want to know him.

When Ye Fan heard these words, he immediately stopped the movement in his hands.

Unexpectedly, Nan Yu would suddenly ask such a question.

"You ask who my master is?"

"Yes, every cultivator has his own master, whether it is from the major sects or those strong in the hidden family."

"If there is no master, who took it on the road of cultivating immortals?"

"this………"

Ye Fan frowned, mobilizing all the information in his mind.

If Nan Yu didn't ask this question, he wouldn't know how to speak.

In other words, I never knew who my master was.

Although this may sound a bit insidious, it is true.

In my own impression, the column of master seems to have been deliberately erased.

"Why can't I remember my master? What is going on?"

"Does it mean that a top-notch power has erased this memory of me?"

Not only could Ye Fan not remember it, but on the contrary, he felt that the more he thought about it, the more pain he felt in his mind.

Nan Yu watched this scene and hurriedly stopped Ye Fan.

She just asked afterwards, she didn't want to see Ye Fan suffer this hard torment.

"It's okay, it's okay if you can't remember it, don't force yourself too much."

"I think these are all things that come naturally, so I should hurry up and practice the pill. There is not so much time now."

"When the time is right, you will naturally know who your master is."