The head of the Shushan Sword Sect, Ye Fan immediately knelt down and directly apprenticed to the ground, and the identity of the disciple should be the highest in the Shushan Sword Sect, Ye Fan muttered in his heart that he didn't know how many disciples this old man had accepted. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"You get up, you will practice hard in the main peak in the future, the resources of this sect are open to you, this is the token you hold!"

Duan Jiannan didn't cultivate his divine sense, so he didn't sweep Ye Fan's identity, at most, he thought that he had been inherited, and everyone had secrets, so as the head of the sect, he wouldn't deliberately explore Ye Fan's identity.

"Thank you, Master, the disciple understands that he will live up to Master's high expectations!"

Ye Fan was secretly happy in his heart, this Duan Jiannan didn't find out his identity, and he must not have seen it, with this time Ye Fan can take a look at their resources justifiably, the Shushan Sword Sect has a heritage of more than a thousand years, this sect is standing, and there must be a lot of resources.

Duan Jiannan ordered to go down, Ye Fan's blue and white Taoist uniform had already been replaced, and it was replaced by a purple Taoist uniform, which represented the key disciples, and he was also the personal disciple of the key disciples.

With this title, Ye Fan could indeed do a lot of things, and some of the disciples of the Shushan Sword Sect who had returned to the Herb Hall and walked around shouted respectfully: "Senior Uncle Li Niu!"

This is still an old man, a man who is dozens of years old calls himself uncle, Ye Fan is not very adaptable, but it is too normal in the Shushan Sword Sect, and his cultivation is his uncle here, and these people have to be respectful to themselves.

There are tens of thousands of disciples in the square, and there are only more than 100 disciples in purple clothes, and this identity is walking in this Shushan Sword Sect, and not many people dare to offend themselves.

The identity of the much-anticipated Shushan Sword Sect is not only male disciples, but also some female disciples, these female disciples look at themselves differently, a few days ago Ye Fan saw that these female disciples were still high, making people unattainable, with a cold expression, as if they did not eat the fireworks of the world, but now Ye Fan knew that this female disciple was eager to hook up with him.

"This purple-clothed disciple is rich and handsome, no wonder it attracts so many people!"

Of course Ye Fan won't go to them, he is an imposter himself, if someone is exposed one day, he will have to run away, so the main purpose of coming here is to find Jin Lingzhu.

The fat man is from a rural area, because he has great strength and some qualifications, he was brought to Shushan by the elders of the Shushan Sword Sect who passed by, and like Li Niu, he came from the same ravine of the poor mountains and bad waters.

However, now the fat man's eyes are different when he looks at Ye Fan, knowing that he fell off the cliff and was brought back by the elders of the Punishment Hall once, but he didn't expect to be accepted as a personal disciple by the master.

In fact, Li Niu, who fell to the cliff, was already dead, Ye Fan was pretending, seeing the fat man's respectful eyes, he didn't dare to look at himself, and called himself uncle in a low voice, and couldn't help but laugh and said: "I said dead fatty, you still have to stay in this herb hall, why don't you come with me quickly, what are you staying in this place, now I am the head of the family and the disciple, who dares to touch you!"

Ye Fan's current identity can be on an equal footing with the elders, although he can't sit on an equal footing with the peak masters of the various peaks with high prestige, but what is it to take away a person, the Herb Hall doesn't dare to stop him.

"I haven't told the steward yet, so let's just leave?"

The fat man was a little incredulous, he was taken away by Ye Fan in such a beautiful way, and the steward of their herbal medicine hall did not dare to stop it at all, and respectfully looked at Ye Fan and could come to them to take away any herbs he needed.

"Go to my mountain peak to cultivate, we all came out of the same village, of course I can't forget you, when the time comes, what elixir do you need tell me, you can't be promoted to a purple-clothed disciple!"

Drinking water and not forgetting to dig wells This is what Ye Fan thinks in his heart, this fat man has helped this Li Niu so much, although he is an imposter now, but it is better to help him a little than his own friends here.

And if Ye Fan's identity is exposed one day, for the fat man, he will be waiting for death in the herbal medicine hall.

According to the fat man's cultivation, it is too difficult to enter Wuzhou Mountain, and Ye Fan found that his qualifications are not so bad, he can cultivate the heart of the True Tao Te Ching, this is a martial arts cheatbook, he has no spiritual root but can practice martial arts, find another way, three thousand avenues can be preached, nothing is impossible.

Ye Fan came to his own peak, this is a place with a very strong aura, only the purple-clothed disciples have such qualifications, and he also equipped himself with some people who take care of the house on a daily basis.

"Brother Li, is such a big place yours?"

The place where the fat man lived before was where several people lived in one room, but now when he saw such a big place, his eyes couldn't help but show a look of envy.

"Let's stay here in the future, I see your realm, this mental method will be memorized for you, this is Lao Tzu's internal strength mental method is very powerful, don't tell anyone, but your sword cultivation has only reached the second level, and you need to work hard to practice the sword!"

Ye Fan saw that the fat man's kendo cultivation was too weak, the kendo itself was a cultivation of swordsmanship, and its power was not weaker than that of a cultivator, and its attack power was terrifying.

As for his cultivation, he was not even at the king level, barely at the grandmaster level, Ye Fan gave him a dragon blood pill to take it, and when it came down in the morning one night, his cultivation broke through to the king level.

The fat man was so happy that he sent over to kiss Ye Fan.

Ye Fan's cultivation of the nine-layer swordsmanship of the Shushan Sword Sect is very slow, but slow work produces meticulous work, only by practicing each layer to the realm of Great Perfection, Ye Fan will break through to the next layer, and now in the end, Ye Fan believes that if he can really practice to the ninth layer, he can directly split the spatial enchantment, and it is too empty.

"Brother Li, this kid Huo Ming brutalized you last time, or let's go to the Burning Fire Peak to teach him a lesson!" The fat man swallowed his anger before, but now that Ye Fan has this identity, he is bolder, his eyes are hot, and he said unjustly for Ye Fan.

"I really have to teach him a lesson, otherwise he won't be able to stand up, as long as he doesn't kill him, it's okay, he has an elder brother who is also a disciple in purple, what's his name?"

Ye Fan has to avenge this Li Niu, after all, this guy was killed by Huo Ming.

At this juncture, Qingshan arranged for Ye Fan to come in, and then he broke through here, it is estimated that Huo Ming saw that he was not dead, and in the end he was accepted as a disciple by the master, and his face was ugly.

"His brother's name is Huo Yuan, and he is the personal disciple of Li Huoyue, the peak master of Liaohuo Peak!" said the fat man beside him.

"Let's go, go to the Burning Fire Peak and get this field back!"