"No need, they are all their own people. If you want to see each other, you can do it any time. There is no need to rush for this moment."

Yang Fan waved his hand lightly without hesitation, then turned his head to look at the disciples beside him, and said indifferently:

"You guys are all ready tomorrow, follow An Sheng to the Northwest Guardian, and first arrange the city moat formation of Dai Xingcheng."

"When you lay the foundation of the formation well, the virtual reality illusion array and the six-path reincarnation illusion array are arranged properly, and the master will personally go over to combine the formation and fully activate the city protection array."

After all, the Northwest Governor was his hometown. When he was in Daixing City, Fu Zhengqing, Qu Hongde and others took good care of Yang Fan. Now that he has the opportunity and ability, Yang Fan will naturally not forget them.

Not only Dai Xingcheng, but also Xichucheng and Yang Fan are preparing to go back and repair it again. He cannot ignore the safety of the two ancestors and cousin Wang Zhe.

"Yes, Master!"

Sure enough, the master had known Ji Sicheng's existence for a long time, and the relationship was extraordinary.

Several disciples have realized something and bowed to it at the same time.

An Sheng straightened his body even more and was very concerned about what Yang Fan had just explained.

Although he has been in the Northwest Guard Office for less than three years, he can be considered a native of Northwest for half a year. This time he went back, right?

When he came out of the Northwest Governor, An Sheng was just a Level 4 spiritual thought master.

Now, his mental power cultivation is infinitely close to the peak of spiritual spiritual masters, and his martial arts cultivation has also reached the king's realm.

With such cultivation strength, can you walk horizontally on the acre of three-point land in the Northwest Governor? Is there anyway?

After all, even Fu Zhengqing, the domain lord of the northwest guarding the palace, is now just a level eight martial king.

"Stop being proud after you go back!" Yang Fan glanced at An Sheng and said softly: "Although Master Fu's cultivation is a little lower, he is a senior brother of his master after all. You must treat him with the courtesy of his master."

"Yes, Master!"

An Sheng quickly calmed down and then he remembered that Fu Zhengqing was Zhu Huanan's personal disciple, and Zhu Huanan was the ancestor recognized by Yang Fan, so he could not afford to offend him.

If he dared to be rude to Fu Zhengqing or Zhu Huanan, An Sheng believed that if Yang Fan knew about it, he would definitely not spare him easily.

"Okay, it's all gone."

Yang Fan waved his hands gently to the others, and all the disciples stood up and left, only An Sheng was still there. After all, this was his and Yang Fan's apartment. Even if Yang Fan wanted to chase people, he would not be able to drive them away.

"Brother Fan, you have tea!"

Seeing that everyone had been exposed, An Sheng's little round face came to Yang Fan with a smile on his face, and took the pot in a flattering manner and poured a cup of spiritual tea for Yang Fan.

"Okay, don't do this, just say something!"

Yang Fan glanced at the fat man. Every time the boy showed such a mean smile, there would be nothing good.

"Brother Fan, you understand me the most!" An Sheng didn't care, and even leaned over to Yang Fan and looked at Yang Fan: "Brother Fan, do you think that as the chief senior brother of our Demon Destruction Sect, my current cultivation level is really unsatisfactory!"

"Oh?" Yang Fan raised his eyebrows: "It's rare that you are so self-aware. Why do you want to abdicate and give up the position of this chief senior brother?"

An Sheng shook his head decisively: "That can't be done! Mine is mine, who dares to rob me of me and be anxious with him!"

What a joke, Chief Senior Brother, how could he be willing to give up such a well-known position?

But now, he really feels under a lot of pressure.

First, Mu Qianqian, the genius fiancée, then Ling Tian and Sang Duoduo, two genius half-step emperors. Now, Yang Fan has taken over the peak of the Emperor, who is 40 or 50 years old, and even helped them successfully advance to the half-step emperor realm.

As the senior brother of the Demon Destruction Sect, his cultivation is still at the level 8 spiritual master, and he is really unable to show off.

Especially after the status ranking within the sect began to be able to determine the level of strength, the status of his nominal chief disciple became even more and more embarrassing.

I can't hold it back any more?

Although he was as close as brothers to Yang Fan and was also the chief disciple chosen by Yang Fan, under normal circumstances, Yang Fan would not likely replace him, but he was guilty of being called by a group of Emperors who had all the cultivation levels above him and the junior brothers and sisters of the Half-Step Emperor.

Yang Fan burst into laughter.

This little fat man is still as shameless as ever.

"Okay, I understand what you mean. I don't want to lose the position of the chief senior brother, and I want to quickly improve my own cultivation. It is best to be able to advance to the half-emperor realm or the emperor realm in one step, crush all the junior brothers and sisters, right?"

Yang Fan asked An Sheng softly, and immediately spoke to An Sheng's heart. The fat man nodded repeatedly, and was so happy that a flower appeared on his face.

It’s really my parents who gave birth to me, and I know my brother Fan.

"No need for half emperor, half step emperor is enough for the time being." An Sheng waved his hands repeatedly, looking like I was not very greedy, and said, "We are brothers, I can't make you too embarrassed, right?"

Yang Fan was so angry that he couldn't help but raise his hand and gave Fatty An a broken head.

"What kind of dreams are you having? I really have this ability. How good is it to improve my cultivation to the half-step Emperor Realm? Is it still my turn to be like you, a fat man?"

No matter how awesome the system is, it is not without saying that it can greatly increase a person's strength and directly cross several realms to advance one after another.

If there was such a good thing, Yang Fan would not be stuck in the peak kingdom and could not break through until now.

At most, what Yang Fan can do is to help disciples who are already at the peak of the bottleneck state break through the barrier of cultivation and directly break through the current state.

If they don’t work hard enough, even if Yang Fan teaches them ten or eight sets of corresponding martial arts inheritance, it will not have any effect.

An Sheng was stunned: "It's really nothing to do? Brother Fan, I'm your chief disciple. I can't improve my cultivation level, but I'm also losing the face of you as a master. You can't ignore me!"

As he said that, An Sheng hugged his thighs and played a rogue.

Yang Fan was speechless, I would rather not be such a shameless chief.

"Okay, okay, there's no way at all, it depends on whether you work hard or not."

Yang Fan finally couldn't bear to kick the little fat man. After all, he was a brother who shared the same difficulties and could not bear it.

Moreover, Yang Fan has always had the idea of ​​cultivating Ansheng, and wanted to find an opportunity to have a small meal for him alone, but he has been too busy during this period and has been delayed.

"That's going to be less hard! Brother Fan, you don't know, brother, I have never worked hard like I am now!"

I felt like there was a door, An Sheng's eyes lit up and he swears:

"You don't know how I came here in the past few months. From day to night, I keep practicing whenever I have free time. I have never slept at night. Do you believe it?"

Yang Fan nodded silently.

Of course he believed that he knew the daily system feedback.

During this period, An Sheng had never slept, and he had contributed a lot of cultivation experience to Yang Fan and was diligent.

Otherwise, if he was an A Dou who couldn't help him, Yang Fan wouldn't have given him this opportunity.

"If you don't work hard enough, do you think I will keep this position as the chief disciple for you all the time?"

Yang Fan glanced at An Sheng and said, "It doesn't matter if your talent is almost done. We can fly first. As long as you don't give up on yourself, don't be inferior or lazy, I naturally cannot give up on you!"

After saying that, Yang Fan flipped his hands and took out the thousand-year purple core he had prepared for An Sheng in advance.

"This thing is obtained from an imperial-level demon plant. After taking it, it can not only greatly improve the spiritual cultivation level, but also directly double the mental cultivation speed by about twice, which is just right for you to take it now."

"If you accept it, as long as you are not lazy, I believe that you will soon reach the peak king realm and enter the realm of the Emperor."

When An Sheng heard this, he couldn't help but open his eyes again, looking at the huge walnut with purple light in Yang Fan's hand with brilliance.

There is such a magical treasure in this world?

It can actually directly increase a person's mental power cultivation speed. What is the difference between this and directly improve a person's cultivation talent?!

Brother Fan is worthy of being Brother Fan, and he can even get such a rare treasure!

"Thank you, Brother Fan!"

Without being polite to Yang Fan, An Sheng directly took over the thousand-year purple core from Yang Fan's hand, and Xiaojing was so excited that he jumped wildly.

"Ding! Your disciple Ansheng is grateful to you because he has been given a thousand-year purple core emotion. 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 inner disciple advancement point +10."

Yang Fan's lips curled up. This kid was quite conscientious. After getting the benefits, he knew that he would give back ten points of experience in the sect.

"However, with this alone, you are still a little short of being the best among the many juniors and juniors."

Yang Fan did not tell An Sheng that the same thousand-year purple core, Sang Duoduo, Ling Tian and Tian Feiyao had also been taken.

The cultivation talent of these people is above Ansheng. After taking the purple core for thousands of years, their cultivation speed will only be faster. There is almost no possibility for Ansheng to catch up or surpass these genius disciples with this.

There is no way, who makes this kid's talent worse than others?

"No?" An Sheng was stunned and a little dissatisfied: "This can double the cultivation speed, which is equivalent to double my spiritual cultivation talent. How could it not be able to catch up with those real geniuses?"

Yang Fan was speechless. He didn't want to hurt your pitiful self-confidence, so why did he want to seek abuse by himself?

"Fatty, has the speed of improving your cultivation level in the past six months made you feel illusioned? You seem to be a little inflated now!"

"If I remember well, your mental power cultivation talent seems to be the third grade of Liangyin? Even if it is doubled, do you think you can compare with those peerless geniuses of the ninth grade of Red Gold?"

"What's more, above the ninth grade of Red Gold, there are god-level talents and natural visions. Do you think that just by using this small thousand-year purple core, can you make up for the huge gap between you and those geniuses?"
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