Hu Chen.

Yang Fan is no stranger to this name.

After all, he had just returned from Wanshou Pavilion, and he was quite impressed by the four half-step old professors in Wanshou Pavilion.

Although Hu Chen seemed relatively low-key and silent in front of Gu Zeyan, Liu Silong and Zhao Xuewen, Yang Fan did not hear him say more than three sentences during the entire treatment process.

But he is in the half-step imperial realm after all, and even if he just stands there, no one dares to ignore his existence easily.

"What does this old man mean? I passed by by chance, or did I come to listen to the corner of the wall on purpose?"

Yang Fan was puzzled.

This person is also a half-step emperor. Now that the emperor doesn’t come out, just count the half-step emperor like them, is it the most awesome?

You said that your cultivation has recovered and your strength has become stronger. What's wrong with doing? Why do you have to come over and listen to him, Yang Fan, someone's wall?

If Yang Fan hadn't had the charm skills on them just now, and the favorability of both parties had reached the extreme, Yang Fan would have thought that this old man was deliberately spying on his mind and was uneasy.

"The master is so awesome!"

Tang Ling was unaware of anything, and still admired Yang Fan with little stars all over her eyes. With the example of her breaking through the king level now, she easily believed Yang Fan's deception.

In fact, Hu Chen is the same. If he hadn't seen with his own eyes that Yang Fan really helped Tang Ling avoid the restrictions of the rules and directly broke the realm and became a king, then he would never have acted so shockingly to Yang Fan's words that he could help others become emperors, and he would have directly contributed a total of fifty points of skillful experience to Yang Fan.

"Yes." Yang Fan pretended not to know anything and nodded happily: "I also think I am so awesome!"

"It's a pity that the consumption is too high. Just now, in order to help you break through the king realm, the origin of the master's soul has been directly consumed by one tenth. I don't know when it will be restored!"

"Ah!" Tang Ling was shocked, looking at Yang Fan with great embarrassment and extreme emotion: "Master, I'm sorry, the disciple was happy just now, and he forgot that the master made such a huge sacrifice for his disciple!"

"Master, don't help your disciples advance easily in the future. If you continue like this, your own cultivation progress will definitely be seriously dragged down, and your disciples are uneasy."

Thinking of what Yang Fan said to her before, Tang Ling's eyes turned red again. The master was so great that he burned himself and illuminated others. He spoke just the same as the sages and saints in the book.

Yang Fan silently praised Tang Ling in his heart, coughed lightly, and said, "No need to prevent it. As long as you rest for another year or two, you can continue to help you break through the realm and advance!"

"For you disciples to become a talent, it is worth it even if you are a little hard and tiring!"

Yang Fan began to weaken his talent that could help his disciples advance, so as not to spread it, and he would really be missed.

When speaking, the skillful and reticent attribute is passively triggered, so that the person who can hear these words will automatically agree and believe.

"Ding! Your apprentice Tang Ling is in a stir and feels grateful to you. Her sense of belonging to the sect has been greatly improved. Her loyalty is extremely improved. Her centripetal force is +5."

"You lie, and you have successfully gained the trust of your disciple Tang Ling, your social skills have been slightly improved, your mouth flexibility has been slightly enhanced, and your tongue is as clever as possible +5."

"You lie and successfully gained the trust of the half-step emperor Hu Chen, your social ability has been slightly improved, your mouth flexibility has been slightly enhanced, and your tongue is as clever as possible +20."

Three consecutive system prompts.

Yang Fan felt at ease.

He had spoken so much with Tang Ling. In addition to wanting to gain some sect experience from Tang Ling, the most important thing was to eliminate the excessive emphasis on his talent and ability, Hu Chen, the half-step emperor.

Now it seems that the effect is good.

The promotion talent that can only be activated once every one and a half years may be considered awesome, but it is limited in awesome and should be within an acceptable range and will not cause much sensation.

Otherwise, if others know that the price Yang Fan needs to pay to help others improve their cultivation is just a little mental power and qi and blood strength, I am afraid that many people will go crazy about it, and no one will have bad thoughts.

Yang Fan’s strength is still too weak now.

Just being an imperial doctor is not enough to allow him to show all the secrets he has on his own unscrupulously.

"Master, I am so touched by the disciple. You are so great!"

Tang Ling's tears finally couldn't control himself and began to fall down: "I knew that if I could make me advance so easily, how could you not have any price for you?"

"But the price is too high, because I actually made the master lose one-tenth of his soul source. This... this is really..."

The little girl was a little crying and her tears fell down.

The origin of the soul is the origin of the spiritual power of a spiritual mind master. It is crucial for any spiritual mind master. Every loss is a little, it will seriously affect the spiritual mind master's practice progress and soul strength.

It is really hard to imagine that Tang Ling’s master made such a great sacrifice after breaking the realm and becoming a king!

"Ding! Your apprentice Tang Ling is in a stir and feels grateful to you. Her sense of belonging to the sect has been greatly improved. Her loyalty is extremely improved. Her centripetal force is +15."

Yang Fan looked at Tang Ling with more and more satisfaction. This disciple was so powerful that he not only helped him dispel the doubts of Hu Chen, the half-step emperor, who was hiding in the dark, but also kept contributing his sect experience to him.

Such a caring and loving apprentice really wants to collect more.

"Okay, my master's cultivation has just been stagnant for a period of time, and it's not that he can't recover at all?"

Yang Fan chuckled disrespectfully and persuaded: "Besides, if I make such a small sacrifice, I can cultivate a powerful king for our Demon Destruction Sect and the Human Race Federation, it's worth it!"

At this time, Yang Fan was a little moved by his righteous momentum.

It's really good to say that there should be applause here.

In the void.

Although Hu Chen did not applaud, he nodded with great appreciation, giving Yang Fan a full affirmation of his selfless spirit of sacrifice.

It is worthy of being the younger generation he and Lao Gu, Lao Zhao and Lao Liu at the same time. Such ideological awareness is definitely a rare existence in this end of time when people's hearts are getting increasingly ancient.

He is indeed a good boy!

"It's a pity that his talent for helping others and breaking the realm is too restrictive, and there is no possibility of ordinary promotion."

Hu Chen's divine thought swept across Yang Fan's body and found that his soul was indeed weak, and he couldn't help but sigh in disappointment:

"Even if you help a king-level break through the realm, you will have to recover for at least half a year. If you are an emperor-level, wouldn't you have to wait for ten or eight years?"

"It's not cost-effective! You can't waste Yang Fan's ten or eight years of his child in order to fulfill an emperor level. Yang Fan's own imperial-level doctor's value is much more important than an ordinary imperial-level warrior!"

The price you need to pay to help a peak-level king advance to emperor is to greatly reduce Yang Fan's soul's origin and his cultivation will stagnate for ten or eight years.

This is definitely something that Hu Chen and the half-step emperors don’t want to see.

Yang Fan's healing ability itself is also directly related to the origin of the soul and the strength of the mental power. If Yang Fan's healing ability decreases by millions of times, it will definitely not be worth the loss.

After all, although the human race is scarce at the imperial level, there is only one imperial level doctor and human race. Of course, you have to be treasured!

"What's more, Yang Fan is very likely to be an emperor-level soul refiner. He relies more on the power of the soul. He must not lose the big picture because of the small, and put the cart before the horse."

In Hu Chen's view, in this special period when the world is going to become extremely chaotic, the existence value of an imperial soul refiner like Yang Fan is even much more important than that of his imperial doctor.

Unlike when there was a royal agreement restriction before, the current king-level battles and even emperor-level battles may break out at any time. The hunting of king-level souls and emperor-level souls can be completely exposed.

This is definitely a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for many soul refiners.

The premise is that they must have the ability to refine king-level souls, or even emperor-level souls.

As an emperor-level soul refiner, Yang Fan has no problem with insufficient ability. As long as he gives him enough imperial souls, the emperor-level soul refining pills and even the emperor-level soul refining golden pills, he will definitely be able to capture it.

Tang Ling stopped crying, obediently returned to Yang Fan, and continued to rub his shoulders for Yang Fan, while sighing deeply:

"It's a great honor for me to have the opportunity to become a master's disciple in this life!"

This sentence is not a flattery, but the most true remark in Tang Ling's heart.

Since she became a disciple of Yang Fan, she has not made any contributions for her master. The master has given her so many soul refining pills one after another, and even helped her break through two levels one after another and directly advance to the kingdom realm.

Tang Ling still seems to be in a dream until now, and he is a little reluctant to believe that all this is true.

You know, since childhood, even her own father who had divorced her mother for a long time had never been so kind to her. If Yang Fan hadn't been too young, Tang Ling would even think that this was her own father.

Twenty-one soul refining pills, and would rather consume the origin of her soul than help her break through the king's realm.

Which master can do these things one by one in other sects?

This was her first day of apprenticeship, or rather, this was her first hour of apprenticeship. The master actually trusted her so much and helped her, and he immediately threw so many cultivation resources into her.
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