Yang Fan's divine thoughts swept through the outside of the city. Seeing Li Miaocai, Ji Sicheng and several half-emperor bosses let it go, and did not take the initiative to cover up the breakthrough aura of these disciples for him like last time. Zhan Yan smiled.

This is the result he wants most.

Since he accepted Ji Danyun as his disciple, Yang Fan was ready to recruit disciples, and the group of peak emperors and emperor-level warriors in front of him were just introductions he deliberately introduced.

At present, the effect is very good.

The sensational scenes caused by the thirty-six peak emperors and eleven ordinary martial emperors who advanced in the city at the same time were enough to attract the attention of any human warrior or demon strongman within a radius of hundreds of miles.

If nothing unexpected happens, it won’t take too long to spread throughout the human race.

As for the sensation and influence that would cause in the demon realm, Yang Fan was beyond his reach and did not have the intention to explore it.

What he cared about the most was the human race realm. After this incident, how many high-level warriors of the human race would come to apprentice and advance.

"The heaven can tell, I really want to improve the martial arts strength of the entire federal human race. I only talk about giving and not asking for rewards. I just hope that the human race can become stronger and stronger!"

Yang Fan boasted himself in his heart, and the more he thought about it, the more he seemed to be the case.

Putting aside his selfish desire to collect more quotations, at least in the eyes of outsiders, what he is doing now is indeed constantly dedicating himself and working hard to help human warriors improve their own strength.

After all, only he knows the experience of things, and only he can hear the system prompts.

As long as he doesn't take the initiative to tell this matter, others will never guess what the real purpose of him being so desperate and so generous, and taking disciples everywhere like a boy with money.

"Your apprentice Mu Yuanliang's qi and blood runs for one week, and the intensity of qi and blood increases. The intensity of qi and blood +900. The percentage bonus of centripetal force of the sect is successfully stimulated. You will automatically obtain 50% of the experience bonus of sect's 50% of the practice experience bonus of your apprentice Mu Yuanliang, and the intensity of qi and blood +450."

"Your apprentice Liu Baizhu's mental power is running for one day, and your mental power has increased. Your mental power is +300. The percentage bonus of the centripetal force of the sect is successfully stimulated. You will automatically obtain the 40% bonus of your apprentice Liu Baizhu's spiritual experience, and your mental power is +120."

"Your apprentice Jia Chunlan's qi and blood flow for one week, and the intensity of qi and blood has increased. The intensity of qi and blood +1000, and the percentage addition of the centripetal force of the sect was successfully stimulated..."

“…”

At this time, many disciples after the breakthrough consciously entered into meditation and practiced on their own, and continued to consolidate their current cultivation. The continuous experience of qi and blood and mental power began to wash away Yang Fan's body.

Although the centripetal force of these disciples has not reached the full value, these small entries are half-step emperors or high-level emperors after all. Every time Zhou Tian practices, the cultivation experience that can contribute to Yang Fan is quite considerable.

Moreover, practicing this kind of thing is not something that can be done overnight. It does not mean that if these small trumpets practice today, they will have a break in strike tomorrow.

In fact, most of these people are very conscious. In order to improve their cultivation strength as quickly as possible, even if Yang Fan does not need to urge him to, they will always breathe spiritual power into their bodies.

It's not just them.

The more than a thousand disciples Yang Fan received before would have been continuously given him cultivation experience at almost any time.

But Yang Fan thought the similar system prompts were too noisy and directly blocked most of them. Otherwise, his ears would definitely buzz around the end of the day, and ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding

"We must hurry up and fill up the centripetal force of these small sects, otherwise we will feel a little loss."

Yang Fan's eyes swept across the forty-seven people sitting cross-legged below, and the cultivation experience that was rubbing from them sounded from time to time in his ears.

Most of them are 40 to 50%, and most of the cultivation experience is wasted.

Moreover, later, when these people's cultivation is stable, they will inevitably devour the soul-refining golden elixirs or other treasures of heaven and earth that Yang Fan gave them before.

If the sect lacks experience in centripetal power, the effects of these elixirs and genius treasures will be greatly reduced.

What is the reason why Yang Fan rewarded the resources in his hands so generously and for free? Isn’t it just that he wants to cash out the experience of these resources from them and make up for it?

If most of the waste is wasted due to the centripetal force of the sect, will he lose money?

"Ouch~!"

When these disciples were awakened from the meditation, Yang Fan suddenly turned pale and couldn't help but scream in pain. Then he raised his hand to cover his head, and cold sweat rose from his forehead.

"Master! What's wrong with you?!"

"master!"

"master……"

The disciples, especially Ling Tian, ​​An Sheng, Tian Feiyao, who had been standing beside Yang Fan, exclaimed at the same time, quickly flashed to Yang Fan's side, and asked with great concern.

Next to them, Lan Yuanqing, Sima Xuefeng, Gu Yang and others also turned their heads to look at Yang Fan in surprise.

Yang Fan is now a big treasure in the entire human race and the entire federation, and he cannot have any accidents in front of them no matter what.

"Brother Yang Fan, what's wrong with you?"

"Elder Yang Fan, but has he been hit by the exhaustion of the origin of the soul?"

Several people also expressed their greetings. Among them, Mei Cailan, as the vice president of the Spiritual Mind Masters Association, could see at a glance the root of Yang Fan's current problem.

"Ahem!"

"I'm fine, don't worry, just when I give these disciples whose cultivation is far higher than mine, I consume too much and hurt my soul."

"But it doesn't matter. I have a lot of spiritual medicines and treasures, and I will recover soon...Puff~!!"

As he said that, Yang Fan actually spit out another mouthful of old blood, his face turned pale, and his whole body looked so weak.

"Master~!"

"Master, you have to take care of yourself! We have caused the master to hurt the origin. If I had known this, it would have been okay for the disciple to advance later!"

"master--"

Seeing this, the forty-seven disciples in the hall became flustered instantly. Some were moved to tears, and some knelt down in front of Yang Fan with a thump.

Among them, Jia Chunlan and Liu Baizhu performed the most eye-catching. They rushed to Yang Fan at the first time, hugged Yang Fan's thighs, with tears and snot flowing, and a look of kneeling to worship their parents again.

"Please, Master, don't care about your body so much in the future!"

"For the sake of our incompetent disciples, it's not worth it. I would rather advance to the breakthrough for the rest of my life than see you, Master, so tired and hurt. I feel so distressed..."

"Master Gao Yi, I didn't expect that in order for us to advance smoothly, you would actually pay so much silently, and even your soul source was damaged..."

"It's really my parents who give birth to me, and my mentor who raises me, master. Even if you do something for a cattle or a horse in this life, you may not be able to repay your kindness to your disciples..."

Let the two of them hold their thighs, Yang Fan looked at them with relief.

Talent, this is.

He expressed all the things he wanted to say but was inconvenient to say directly, and said so sincerely. These two small trumpets were simply the worms in his stomach.

Yang Fan silently wrote down their names in his heart.

"Jia Chunlan, Liu Baizhu, well, they are all good seedlings worth cultivating. In the future, the propaganda ministers of the sect will be the two of them. We need to focus on cultivating them."

Yang Fan wrote down the names of Jia Chunlan and Liu Baizhu in his small notebook. No matter whether the words these two said were intentional or unintentional, at least the effect was so good.

They successfully induced the emotions of the senior brothers and sisters behind them, and the effect was no less than Yang Fan's eloquent tongue.

"Ding! Your apprentice Mu Yuanliang is in a state of excitement and feels grateful to you. His sense of belonging to the sect has been greatly improved. His loyalty to the sect is extremely improved. His worship value is +1, and his centripetal force is +20."

"Ding! Your apprentice Song Ange is in a state of excitement, and is grateful to you. His sense of belonging to the sect has been greatly improved. His loyalty to the sect is extremely improved. His worship value is +2, and his centripetal force is +20."

"Ding! Your apprentice Xu Guangyuan is in a state of excitement, and is grateful to you, and his sense of belonging to the sect has been greatly improved..."

Soon, the corresponding system prompt rang in Yang Fan's ears.

The forty-seven new disciples present, including Ling Tian, ​​An Sheng, Sang Duoduo, all contributed twenty points of sect experience to Yang Fan without hesitation.

With a mouthful of blood, he actually gained so much experience in the sect and gained so many little eyes of disciples who were grateful and worshipped. It was so worth it!

Yang Fan felt very happy, but the play should not be too overdoing. After all, he is planning to get more of the peak emperors to get started. If he pretends to be sick and drags down now, the subsequent plays will not be able to be sung.

Therefore, after gaining a wave of favorableness and sect experience, Yang Fan took out half a pot of imperial-level spiritual wine, several imperial-level spiritual fruits from the storage space before he was about to faint, and kept stuffing it into his mouth.

At the same time, advanced therapy also gave me a few waves of it as if I were not expensive.

Soon, the spiritual medicine entered the abdomen and the treatment fluctuations stopped. The consumed mental power and the origin of the soul were replenished in time, and Yang Fan's face also became rosy and healthy in a very short time.

"Okay, I just suffered a little injury and could not take the life of being a teacher. Don't forget that being a teacher is a doctor and knows the importance of it."

Yang Fan took a long breath and waved his hands at the disciples who were kneeling down below and said:
Chapter completed!