Chapter 2 Master

But waiting for the flood to be 300 million years before he can be reincarnated still makes Yi Fan a little uneasy.

Although the sixteen years that he became grass have spent trillions of years in the flood and famine, this time is nothing compared to these 300 million years, but I am afraid that the time difference will change greatly after that.

After all, the time difference is shrinking and irregular.

"Forget it, I don't want to do that. Even if you reincarnate early, I'm afraid it's useless, in my impression, Nuwa created people in the Lich Killing Tribulation after the Fierce Beast Tribulation, the Dragon Han First Tribulation, and the Dao Demon Holy Tribulation. ”

In other words, most of his next reincarnation is not human.

But after all, it's not grass, maybe you can create some exercises suitable for the cultivation of the human race.

Well, this last point is purely Yi Fan's delusion.

"Still, try it first..."Yi Fan got up, just as he was about to try the exercises that he had comprehended in the wilderness and that he felt he could use proficiently.

A figure descended from the sky.

The white clothes are fluttering, the face is like a crown of jade, and the feet are stepping on the green jade-colored flying sword, like a fallen leaf Shi Shiran falling to the ground.

"Good fairy, so handsome..."Yi Fan was stunned.

"Young man, I am the twelfth peak master of the Thousand Machines Sect, Qingyu Zhenren, are you willing to worship me as a teacher." Qingyu real person Liu Xia didn't have any nonsense, and directly stated the purpose.

Yi Fan also came back to his senses when he heard this cold voice, but the content of the words surprised him.

There are hundreds of peak masters in the Thousand Machines Sect, and the top fifty peak masters are all famous monks, and this Qingyu real person has even heard of Yi Fan.

What sword breaks the Yellow Spring Sea, what seven into the Black Earth Demon Cave, what is a peerless genius who has not come out for thousands of years......

In short, this is a very legendary figure.

"But such a person... How could it be that an ordinary townsman like me with very poor roots and bones could be accepted? Although Yi Fan was puzzled, he immediately bowed to his teacher.

"Willing to do it!" Yi Fan saw the great opportunity coming, but he would not give up because of a little doubt.

Moreover, Yi Fan believed that in the mirror of the Thousand Machines Sect, no one dared to use the name of Qingyu Zhenren to deceive.

"Hmm." Qingyu Zhenren responded, and he couldn't see anything in his tone and expression.

Just when Yi Fan was struggling with whether to ask the doubts in his heart, Qingyu Zhenren said again:

"Let's go, I've already told your parents that you can go back at any time if you want to go home in the future."

"Huh? Okay..."Yi Fan said.

"Hmm." Qingyu Zhenren answered, and left with Yi Fan's sword.

Yi Fan tightly grasped the corner of Qingyu Zhenren's clothes, his eyes were level, and his expression remained unchanged.

This made Qingyu Zhenren slightly surprised, "But that's fine." ”

"What?" Yi Fan seemed to hear something whispering in Qingyuzhen's mouth, and asked uncertainly.

Brush~

What responded to Yi Fan was extremely fast, and the whistling wind was generated.

Yi Fan's expression tightened, but he didn't shout, or he was so frightened that he couldn't stand on his feet and was weak.

", is the master testing me? Or is there something urgent about this genius master who needs to use me? Fortunately, I was in the wilderness, and I also adapted to the flying state, otherwise I was afraid that I would be scared out of the..."Yi Fan complained in his heart, and Qingyu Zhenren's sudden acceleration of flight.

In this way, about an hour or two passed, and Qingyu Zhenzhen stopped.

Yi Fan got down from the sword and exhaled a few long breaths, softening his handsome white face that was blown by the wind.

"You stay here first, and if there is anything you can do to go down the mountain to find the deacon disciples." After Qingyu Zhenren said this, it was as if he had turned into light and disappeared into the sky.

"Ah~ this... Master. Yi Fan was stunned.

"I'm afraid I didn't wake up." Yi Fan felt for a moment that what had just happened was very dreamy.

But it was clear that he was not dreaming.

"Alas! It's a bit inexplicable..."Yi Fan sighed and said helplessly.

Yi Fan complained silently in his heart for a long time before he began to look at the surrounding environment.

Three huge pine trees surround the small wooden house on the red earth, and there is a small pond in front of the small wooden house, surrounded by flowers and plants, but it is not cluttered.

There is an atmosphere of paradise, a seclusion for immortals.

In this way, Yi Fan has less fear of the unfamiliar environment.

At least, he didn't resist living here later.

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"Oh~ It's already registered, this is your disciple's token." In the depths of the deacon hall, a middle-aged man with a scar in red threw a silver token into the hand of the man in white.

"Thank you." The man in white put away the token and thanked him, then turned to leave, and disappeared into the deacon hall in an instant.

"This group of old guys is really rigid, how can a genius like Liu Xia spend time to teach his apprentices carefully? In other words, this Liu Xia also doesn't give them face at all, and directly accepts a low-grade apprentice on the bad street, tsk~ I don't know how much of a sensation this matter will cause if it spreads. The middle-aged man with the scar couldn't help but sigh.

It's just that the sect will not let such a thing spread widely, and only the high-level of the sect and some personal disciples may know about it.

Moreover, even those who know will only regard this matter as an unspeakable secret.

However, Yi Fan, as one of the parties involved, was completely unaware of this matter.

At this time, Yi Fan had already finished visiting the wooden house and expressed his satisfaction.

The wooden house looks small under the three giant pines, but it is actually larger than ordinary villas, and there are study rooms with all kinds of strange books and biographies, music rooms with guqin and chessboards, and kitchens for cooking and cooking......

Even the thatched houses are very advanced, and they are not much inferior to the bathrooms on the earth in Yi Fan's previous life.

"In other words, an immortal like the master who is so dusty and extraordinary will also... ? The moment Yi Fan saw the thatched house, he couldn't help but think of this problem.

It's just that when this thought gradually deepened, Yi Fan couldn't help but tremble, and a lot of guilt rose in his heart.

So, Yi Fan immediately stopped his strange thoughts and began to think about his future life.

Just when Yi Fan planned his future cultivation plan, he found that he was afraid that he would not be able to go down the mountain.

This mountain is really a high mountain, not a small slope.

Yi Fan felt that with his second-level Qi cultivation, he should not be able to survive to the bottom of the mountain.

Because, Yi Fan found on the giant pine that there were brute beasts on the mountainside.

"It's impossible to go down the mountain." Yi Fan sighed, returned to the wooden house and began to perform the exercises he had comprehended in the Flood Wilderness.

From the beginning, Yi Fan had a premonition that although he was familiar with this exercise, it might be difficult to perform it perfectly.

Sure enough, the first time it was done, it ended in failure.

But Yi Fan's face was full of joy, because this already showed that the flood can affect reality.

After that, Yi Fan continued to try, and the progress was also extremely significant, but it was useless to not be able to fully use it.

However, Yi Fan was not discouraged.

At the very least, he has made progress in the performance of this exercise.

The sun rises in the east and sets in the west, and before you know it, more than ten days will pass.

And Yi Fan, who was sitting in the cultivation room of the wooden house, looked tired, his eyes were blank, and he looked like he had nothing to love.

In the past ten days, his master has not come once, and no one has come to give the exercises and pills, and even the food and daily necessities have not been distributed, and he Yi Fan is like being abducted and trafficked to the mountains.

Fortunately, the pine nuts of the giant pine here can satisfy his stomach, so he will not starve to death here.