Mo Fan closed his eyes and recalled the changes in space when he had just teleported.

From a macro point of view, space is only a little trembling, but from a micro point of view, it is to wrap the whole body with the power of space, so that it becomes one with space and achieves the function of displacement.

Mo Fan has absorbed the power of space for more than half a year, and its amount has reached the standard of single teleportation.

Wrapping the power of space around his body, just used up, at this time he was already integrated with space, and Mo Fan tried to perceive the existence of space with his physical body.

Although space is everywhere, and not to mention that Mo Fan is also in a "space" state now, the main thing is that he perceives the range of teleportation he can teleport.

One meter, two meters, three meters...... Nine meters, ten meters.

The consciousness in the spatial state can only reach the range of ten meters, and if he is further away, his subconscious tells him that the power of space will not be able to support it, and his physical body will be torn apart by space on the way.

Mo Fan chose to be behind Xiao Qi, his mind moved, and as the space trembled, his body was teleported behind Xiao Qi.

"Ahh

"Don't be nervous, it's me!", Mo Fan opened his eyes and smiled, although he had exhausted all the power of space, he had a new means from now on.

Miracle skills!

Venerable Qianling couldn't help but smack his tongue, he had only seen it once and learned to teleport, and he was extremely talented!

"Good job!", Venerable Qianling patted Mo Fan on the shoulder and said, "Let's go, let's go and sign up for the license number first." ”

With that, he led the group towards the top of the mountain.

The further he went, the more clouds and mist became, and Mo Fan's vision was gradually shrouded in clouds and mist to see clearly, and he held Xiao Qi's hand to prevent him from getting separated.

"Don't be afraid, this is just a maze, you can get there by walking forward!", Venerable Qianling's voice came from the front, however, as soon as Mo Fan looked up, he couldn't see anything except the gray patch.

Since the seniors said so, Mo Fan took Xiao Qi by the hand, closed his eyes, and took straight steps forward.

The clouds and mist continued to decrease with the distance, and when they completely disappeared, Mo Fan opened his eyes and saw a small village and town.

However, this village is not like the village and town of the earth, but like the town of Hollake in the aura world, full of ancient charm, but the difference is that this village and town are also mixed with a lot of modern high-tech products.

For example, cars, lights, and air conditioners placed outside the house.

Xiao Qi, who was standing beside Mo Fan, looked at everything in front of him, his eyes were full of curiosity.

"Let's go!", Venerable Qianling, who was standing in front of Mo Fan, said.

Walking towards the town, Mo Fan looked up and saw a sign placed at the gate of the town.

——Qingshan Town, the venue of the 99th Youth Martial Arts Conference

"Qingshan Town, this name is good!", Mo Fan muttered, this is the Eastern style of cultivation, the ghost knows what's going on in the aura world, most of the names have a bit of a Western flavor.

The town is very lively, comparable to a party.

Venerable Qianling led everyone to a large building, and the hall was full of people, most of whom were a combination of young men and women accompanying the older generation.

"Let's wait!", Venerable Qianling said, and then looked at Luo Ling, "Wife, there are too many people here, you can take the children out for a walk." ”

Luo Ling nodded, looked at the two children, and said, "Xiao Qi, Xiao Rou, let's go out for a walk first!"

Qian Yurou hurriedly ran to Luo Ling's side and said, "Mother, I want to eat marshmallows!"

"Okay, no problem!"

Mo Fan patted the back of Xiao Qi's hand and said, "Go ahead, there are too many people here, I'll go and meet you later when it's done." ”

Xiao Qi nodded and followed Luo Ling out first.

Mo Fan watched and walked out, and then turned his gaze back.

There are at least 200 people in the hall, excluding those who do not participate, roughly reduced by half, which means that there are about 100 known players.

"Venerable!" "Venerable!"

One after another, people brought their juniors to greet Venerable Qianling.

Venerable Qianling responded with a friendly smile.

"Shanshan, can you help me see, what kind of cultivators are the main cultivators in this hall?", Mo Fan said in his heart.

"Wait!", He Shanshan did not project herself, but simply voiced, no way, the whole hall was full of people, if it was projected on one person, it would definitely be strange to be interspersed.

After a few seconds, He Shanshan said: "I'll transfer the data to the light screen, you can see it yourself." ”

Then, a familiar translucent blue light screen appeared in front of Mo Fan's eyes.

First Rank Monks: 57

Second Rank Monks: 43

Three-rank monks: 16

Four-rank monks: 47

Five-grade winners: 26

Liupin Yuanzun: 18

Qipin Zhenjun: None

Eight Rank Venerable: 1

Mo Fan: "......"

"In other words, the contestants here are only three grades at the highest?"

"Yes, that's right!"

"Then I'm relieved!"

The queue was very fast, basically advancing to a position in 15 seconds, and the three of Mo Fan waited for about ten minutes before finally it was their turn.

The receptionist asked, "Have you registered on the Internet?"

Mo Fan Qianyuxi nodded.

The receptionist took out another form and asked, "Please report your name!"

"Mo Fan" "Thousand Feather Xi"

The receptionist looked at the form, found the names of the two, and took two pens to the two, "Please sign your road number in the right space, so we can confirm." ”

Road number!

Mo Fan patted his forehead, damn it, I forgot to take it!

Qian Yuxi decisively signed his name.

"This player, what we ask for is the road number, not the name. ", the receptionist reminded.

"My name is my Dao number!", Qian Yuxi said.

"I'm her father, I can prove it!", Venerable Qianling said, standing aside from the side.

"Oh, that's good!", the receptionist looked at Mo Fan again, pushed the paper over, and said, "This player, it's your turn." ”

Mo Fan pointed to himself and said, "Can I also sign my own name?"

"Of course, as long as someone proves it for you!", the receptionist said: "Sir, please don't fill in randomly, we want to record this road number in the database, if you don't have a channel number record before, then this record will be automatically filled in your file, follow for a lifetime." ”

Mo Fan: "......"

Qian Yuxi stood aside, looking like she was watching a good show.

He sighed helplessly, it seemed that he really had to take the road number.

After looking around the hall, he planned to find something characteristic in the neighborhood to give himself a name, and if it really didn't work, he would take the name of the son of luck.

(End of chapter)