"Princess? hehe, this horse is coming, my soul rejuvenation grass, remember to get ready..."Zheng Fan was lying on the bed, thinking about the appearance of the soul rejuvenation grass, but the knock on the door suddenly sounded.

"Knock knock, knock knock. ”

The knock on the door was soft, sounding like a woman snapping her fingers.

"Who? It's getting dark, and Young Master Ben still has to sleep. Zheng Fan yawned and said with some displeasure, his divine sense had already discovered that it was a woman outside the door. But when someone disturbed him to rest, he was still slightly angry.

"Childe, I'm the maid here, do you need pillow service?" The woman's voice was very soft, and she could still hear a hint of shyness.

Zheng Fan didn't even have the interest in getting up and opening the door: "You go out, I'm not interested in women." ”

This is obviously another kind of service of 'food for immortals', a late-night bedtime service. I believe that many people will be extremely satisfied with this, but Zheng Fan's major event is not finished, where do you have the heart to do this?

After a while, there was another knock on the door.

"Knock knock, knock knock. This time, the voice was slightly heavy, Zheng Fan frowned and said, "It's endless, it's all said, no need!"

"Childe, do you need a boy's pillow service?" a young man's voice sounded outside the door.

"Get out!"

After Zheng Fan's roar, it was completely quiet.

"Dead ghost, tap, you've crushed my hair..."

"Baby, isn't that light enough?"

"Nasty..."

Shaking his head, Zheng Fan hurriedly put away his divine sense. His current cultivation has reached the peak of the tenth layer of the Transformation Realm, and he can impact the Volley Realm at any time. The divine consciousness has reached a radius of nearly 10,000 miles.

Within 10,000 miles, except for the spiritual power enchantment arranged by some people, everything will be transmitted back to his brain.

No, I just heard something I shouldn't have heard.

"Don't listen to indecency, don't listen to indecency..."

This is also the reason why Zheng Fan doesn't like to open his divine consciousness on weekdays, it's really too noisy. Not only Zheng Fan, but many people, if it is not necessary, will not open their divine consciousness at will, which is too wasteful of spiritual power. For Zheng Fan, he wants to be more pure.

There was nothing to say all night, and early the next morning, Zheng Fan washed his face and began to walk towards the registration office for recruiting horses-Golden Turtle Pavilion

"What a broken name, it's hard to hear. Also turtles... Unlucky, unlucky. Zheng Fan looked at the long queue of registration in front of him, and couldn't help but have a headache.

"How long is this going to go?"

Fang just walked out of the 'Food for Immortals', asked a passer-by casually, and found this 'Golden Turtle Pavilion', but at this moment, the queue had already been discharged more than ten miles long!

Zheng Fan knew in his heart: "It seems that the princess has also made progress over the years, and she has reached the cultivation of the seventh layer of the Transformation Realm. ”

Because one of the conditions for the princess to recruit a colt is that her cultivation must be higher than her, but not too high, at most only one realm higher.

Zheng Fan didn't have the patience to wait, when did the ten-mile long dragon team have to wait for a flash, and he came to the man who was ranking second at the moment.

"Brother, let me cut into the line?" Zheng Fan smiled at the dark-faced man, who had a single eyebrow and a small eyebrow. With a big mouth and a mouthful of yellow teeth.

"Why did you cut the line? And even if I agree, I have to ask the brothers behind me if they agree. As he spoke, he reached out and pointed behind him.

Sure enough, a large part of the people who came into view glared at Zheng Fan viciously.

If one person cuts in line, it means that they have to wait for one more person, where is they willing? If it is so late for a while, the place of the colt is lost, where can they cry?

Zheng Fan smiled strangely and said: "I'm sorry, I'm not going to cut in line, but to let you give up this position to me, your wife has given birth to a child at home, don't you dare to go back and see? Your home is 50,000 miles to the southeast." ”

The man's eyes were instantly confused, and he nodded solemnly: "Okay, give up the place to you, I'll go home to see my wife." ”

As he spoke, a dodge disappeared in front of everyone and rushed towards the southeast.

"It's a mess, and it's really unpleasant. He laughed twice, Zheng Fan stood in the position that originally belonged to the 'big and small eyes', this time no one complained, after all, it was the man who 'took the initiative' to give up the position to Zheng Fan.

"Next. ”

A shrill voice came from the Golden Turtle Pavilion, sounding as if it was a eunuch.

When Zheng Fan heard this, he strode in, there were only two people in the room, an old man was standing and looking at Zheng Fan, and the other was a young man, sitting on the table, holding a pen, recording the information of those who came to register.

"Release all your cultivation, don't try to hide it! In my eyes, no one can play tricks. The old man standing on the side smiled coldly, staring at Zheng Fan fiercely with viper-like eyes.

Zheng Fan shrugged his shoulders indifferently, and his whole body was released.

"The eighth layer of the Transformation Realm, yes, the cultivation is up to standard. The face is also delicate, tell me where you come from. ”

The old man glanced at Zheng Fan and said mechanically.

"The third-rate cultivation sect, the master of the ghost knife sect, the ghost wood. ”

"The master of the third-rate sect, it's okay. ”

The old man didn't have any surprise, he would receive countless people who came to sign up every day, what kind of noble identity had he never seen? A mere third-rate sect master, in his eyes, was really nothing, and he had long been numb.

The old man pointed to a small snake on the table: "Stretch out your finger and let it bite it, and you will be considered a successful registration." ”

Zheng Fan was prepared in his heart, and casually stretched out his hand, and the little black snake bit Zheng Fan's finger fiercely, sucking in a lot of blood.

Seeing that Zheng Fan was not unusual, the old man nodded and said, "Go to the backyard, there will be someone to receive you in the courtyard." After that, he didn't pay attention to Zheng Fan anymore.

"Next..."

The third princess of the empire, Long Ling'er, recruited the horses, which is also a big deal. With the Ice Emperor's intelligence ability, this matter can be clarified. The little snake just now, Zheng Fan had long known that it was a seventh-level demon beast - 'Soul Gathering Beast'

The most powerful ability of the Soul Gathering Snake is the curse. Although the combat power of the body is not very strong, but the curse ability is very terrifying, with a drop of blood, you can set a curse, no matter where the cursed person is, gather the soul of a thought, that person will instantly turn into a pool of pus and blood, and die.

And a drop of the applicant's blood is a contract with this soul gatherer. A contract with the Soul Gathering as the main body.

The Soul Gathering can control the lives of cultivators who have made a contract with them at will, and if the Soul Gathering dies, then all the people who have made a contract with the Soul Gathering will also die.

This is the method used by the royal family to control these registered cultivators, but there are many people who come to sign up, and there are many children of the big sect and big families. Therefore, for many reasons, as long as you pass the test of the Demon Domain, that is, in the spatial crack of the Demon Domain, after successfully killing an extraterritorial demon who is a big realm higher than yourself, the royal family will take the initiative to cancel the contract signed between the applicant and the Soul Gatherer, and completely restore the free body.

But despite this, Zheng Fan would not really use his own blood to suck the Soul Gathering Dragon. Who knows, after the soul gathering dragon absorbs the 'blood of the sage', there will be any abnormalities, thus revealing his identity?

Besides, the Soul Gathering Sect belongs to the demon clan, even if it is a seventh-level demon beast, it may also have a natural fear of the sage body, although Zheng Fan hides his breath, but blood always can't be hidden, right?

Therefore, Zheng Fan had already prepared a stream of blood, and before entering the Golden Turtle Pavilion, he completely stored that blood in his right hand and stole the day.

After quietly reaching into the Qiankun bag and releasing the blood that did not belong to him, Zheng Fan came to the backyard.

I saw that the backyard was already full of people, to be exact, nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine people!

This backyard is huge, and there are countless soldiers, adding up, there are more than 20,000 people in total, as soon as Zheng Fanfang entered, the leading officer in the courtyard pointed at Zheng Fan and shouted: "Your code name is 10,000." Okay, this wave, 10,000 people have gathered, and now, let me tell you about the rules for applying for a colt. ”

"Don't make noise, everyone, without my permission, as long as you dare to say a word, you will be killed immediately! No matter which sect you are the son of, in the imperial capital, it is a dragon, give me a coil, it is a tiger, give me a lay. ”

As soon as he finished saying this, a disdainful voice suddenly sounded: "You are just a dog, and you dare to talk to me like this?

Before he finished speaking, a silver light flashed, and the man who spoke was already in a different place. The headless corpse lay on the ground, still bleeding.

"Phew!" the leading officer spat fiercely at the corpse: "What about the first-class cultivation sect? If you dare to resist me, there is only one way to die!"

As he spoke, a pair of tiger eyes swept towards everyone, and no one dared to look at him directly.

Everywhere he looked, all the applicants lowered their heads. How dare a person not bow his head under the eaves? Didn't you see that the disciples of the first-class Xiuzhen Sect were all killed?

"Very good, you know each other very well, that's it, listen to me quietly. The man smiled with satisfaction: "The first level of selection for the application of the horse, cultivation and appearance, you have passed, and the next level is the second level of assessment, go to the 'Demon Domain' and kill the extraterritorial demons!"

The voice fell, and most of the people in the courtyard grew their mouths in surprise, but they still didn't dare to say a word.

Many people know what the 'Demon Domain' is, and similarly, there are many people who don't know. But everyone in the courtyard knew that the Demon Domain was not a good place, and it was definitely dangerous.

Although there were some doubts in his heart, no one dared to ask, because the officer had said it. Without his permission, one more word is death!