There is an iron gate behind the tavern, and the view is suddenly open up when you pass through the gate.

It is an open space similar to a training ground, and there are formations in the open space, with two formations: the Spirit Gathering Array and the Ice Formation, and the corpses of some strange beasts will be classified and piled up in the formation, which will be frozen and preserved.

The training ground is about the size of two football fields, and after passing through the training ground, you will come to the union of the Alien Beast Tavern, there are many monks in the union hall, and the arrival of Yanhua has attracted the attention of most people, and they are eager to see through themselves.

Han Fan and Yanhua are accompanied by each other, and they are also concerned by people, he can't stand being stared at by so many people all the time, so he opened his mouth to chat with Yanhua to relieve the embarrassment:

"Sister, do you have to walk so far every time you come to the union? ”

"The union has a gate, and we are equivalent to coming from the back door. Yanhua looked back at Han Fan.

Walking through the hall with the eyes of hundreds of people and going straight up to the second floor, Han Fan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"This is it, go in by yourself. Yanhua said.

Han Fan thanked Yanhua, pushed the door and walked in.

The interior is very exquisitely furnished, antique, and a silver-haired old man stands quietly in front of the window, with his back to Han Fan.

"I'm disturbing my seniors, and I want to become a worship monk in the Alien Beast Tavern. Han Fan clasped his fists and saluted.

"Oh, the kid at the peak of the Second Realm also wants to become an enshrined monk? Our ordinary monks here are all cultivators of the Second Rank of the Third Realm. The old man asked, looking back.

Only then did Han Fan see the old man's face clearly: square face, thick eyebrows and barbs were not angry and arrogant, and the red rosacea nose was faintly smelling of wine between exhalation and inhalation, but the slightly thick lips made him look a little more cute, his silver hair was neatly groomed, and the whole person looked energetic.

"Exactly. Han Fan's expression was calm.

"Why?" asked the old man again.

Han Fan released the natal character, and a strong momentum began to scatter around Han Fan, and the room seemed to be blowing a storm.

The silver-haired old man's expression froze, and he looked at Han Fan seriously.

"Your natal word, it's really not simple. The old man praised without hesitation.

"Here, attack me with your best tricks. The old man waved his hand and said.

Han Fan thought for a while, drew his sword out of its sheath, and Han Mang picked at the old man at a strange angle, and a trace of strange color crossed the old man's eyes.

I saw him raise his hand and easily pinch the sword body, and feel it carefully.

"Not bad. The old man nodded and let go of his hand. Although the surface is light and light, there are huge waves surging in the heart, the emerald green text power on the sword body is extremely terrifying, it is absolutely impossible to just green Confucian qualifications, let alone green qualifications, even the power of purple text power, it is nothing more than that.

The old man had seen the purple Confucian monks, but he always felt that even the power of purple words didn't seem to be so terrifying, could it be ...... The old man was a little moved, he didn't dare to think about it anymore, if it really was, then Han Fan deliberately covered up the color of the power of words, and it made sense.

Han Fan's offensive was easily blocked, and he was a little shocked, there are people outside the dark Dao, and there is still a long, long way to go.

The old man returned to the table and took out a golden badge from the drawer, the front of the badge was engraved with the word beast, and there were strange patterns around it, and on the back was a sword, and there was a notch under the sword.

If anyone sees this badge, they will be shocked to drop their jaws, the sword represents the status of the enshrined monk, and one notch is the first class dedicated monk.

There are four classes of monks enshrined, and from bottom to top are third, second, and first class.

The cultivation at the peak of Han Fan's second realm is already a first-class worship monk, which is really incredible.

It stands to reason that the person who can get this badge is at least a monk of the Five Realms.

The old man values Han Fan's future, if Han Fan doesn't die young, the old man is sure that the territory of Beizhou can't accommodate him at all.

The power of golden words is too rare, even if it is placed in the vertical and horizontal domains, it is a first-class genius.

That's why the old man gave him a badge of the first class to worship the monk, which was also an investment.

In addition to the badge, there is also a black robe, the robe is tattooed with golden stripes, which is very good-looking, and it is worn on the outside of the spirit robe, and the size is just right.

After coming out, seeing that Yanhua was still waiting for him at the door, Han Fan thanked him.

"How's it going?" asked Yanhua.

"It lived up to expectations. Han said with a smile.

"Where's the badge, take it out and show it to me. Yanhua stretched out her hand.

There is no strong frame in getting along with Han Fan, which makes Yanhua can't help but be more casual in her behavior.

"What, it's mine!" Han Fan took a step back, his hands around his chest.

"I know it's yours, what if you show me?" Yanhua said.

"I won't show you. Han Fan took another step back.

Yanhua's face was full of black lines, her eyes rolled, and she asked, "Is there only one notch on your badge under the sword?" Yanhua deliberately said the opposite, in her guess, Han Fan's cultivation must be a third-class worship monk.

He deliberately made Han Fan think that the more nicks he had, the more powerful he would be, and if he was provoked by her like this, he would definitely say it.

In fact, Han Fan did fall for it, he really thought that the more nicks, the more powerful they were.

"yes, I only have one nick. ”

"Ahem......" Yanhua choked on a cough, and the amazing career line rose and fell violently.

"Girl, are you alright?" Han Fan asked.

"Is there really only one nick?" Yanhua's face was full of shock.

"Really, otherwise, my cultivation is not as high as yours, which is reasonable. Han Fan's face was taken for granted.

Yanhua had a mouthful of old blood in her chest, and she didn't know whether to vomit it or not.

Under Yanhua's repeated requests, Han Fan promised to take her with him next time he hunted strange beasts, and Yanhua gave up.

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Out of Jin City, just in the moat, Han Fan was blocked by five dusty monks.

After sensing the cultivation of the five people, Han Fan spoke: "Big brothers, if it's a robbery, it's not too late for you to wait for me to go a little farther before you do it, right?"

After saying that, Han Fan looked back at the city gate and pointed to the soldiers guarding the city gate.

"I shouted and they heard me. ”

The five of them were also a little dazed, the first time they saw their idols, and before they had time to praise them, Han Fan started his performance in advance.

"You are mistaken, we are your supporters, this tomorrow is the four-year covenant between you and Wang Yi, we are here to inform you. One of the leaders explained helplessly.

"The four-year covenant of the king?" Han Fan struggled to recall.

"Oh~ I remembered, is it time tomorrow? Han Fan suddenly realized.

"So you're asking me to go back to fight?" Han Fan asked.

"Yes, you will definitely be able to defeat your opponent and become famous in Chang'an. The leader said.

"Brother Wang, that, you can try it, how can he only cultivate at the beginning of the second realm?" a cute girl with a round face said timidly.

The leader sensed it, and his face turned dark at that time, but then he was thinking about something, and soon returned to normal.

Han Fan saw his changes in his eyes and admired him: "This brother, are you studying Peking Opera?"

"Peking Opera?" the leader wondered.

"It's okay, I'll say casually. ”

"Liu Xiaomei, are you stupid, we have investigated Han Fan, he is very popular at the border, you tell me, what is the minimum cultivation that can survive at the border?" the leader turned to the round-faced girl and asked.

"Two Realms...... Middle. The girl stared down at her breasts, not daring to look at him.

"Isn't that right, it must be a hidden cultivation. ”

Immediately, Han Fan rushed back with them, and the round-faced girl gave up her strange beast and went to ride a beast with the leading brother Wang.

The round-faced girl sat in the back and hugged Brother Wang,*.

"Liu Xiaomei, it's not Brother Wang who said you, shouldn't you lose weight? I don't usually look fat, why can't I sit down now when I'm squeezed, it's so soft, it's definitely fat." Brother Wang said as he hurried.

He didn't notice the strange gazes of Han Fan and the others and Liu Xiaomei's cute round face, which was already ripe.

Han Fan glanced sideways at Liu Xiaomei, it was indeed a bit big.

Liu Xiaomei noticed Han Fan's gaze, and became even more shy, eager to get into the cracks in the ground.

It was already early in the morning when Han Fan and the others hurried back to Chang'an City, and Han Fan did not return to the academy, so Brother Wang took Han Fan to his house and arranged a place for Han Fan to live.

Only then did Han Fan know that this Brother Wang was a rich lord, a rich second generation.

Early in the morning, sensing the sound of hurried footsteps outside, Han Fan stopped cultivating.

"Brother Han. Brother Wang whispered outside the door.

"Why are you sneaking around. Han Fan opened the door and asked.

"I'm not afraid of disturbing your practice. Brother Wang said.

“......”

"By the way, when is the battle?Where is the location?" Han Fan asked, a little weak-hearted, as one of the protagonists, he didn't know the time and place.

"At noon, the martial arts arena of the Changping Sword Sect. Brother Wang said excitedly, he was extremely looking forward to this battle of geniuses, if Han Fan won, then it would be time for Chang'an Bajie to be replaced.

"But it's only morning......" Han Fan looked helpless.

"Oh, yes, then you go on. Brother Wang scratched his head and turned his head to leave.

"Wait, tell me about Wang Yi's situation first. ”

Han Fan held his forehead and stopped him.

"Oh, yes, Wang Yi is now in the middle of the Three Realms. ”

Brother Wang said.

"Okay, I got it. Han Fan had a bottom in his heart, Wang Yi's cultivation in the middle of the Three Realms should be able to become a strong opponent, although Han Fan didn't have any experience in leapfrogging challenges, but he wasn't so apprehensive in his heart.

These years of experience have made him more calm, and since he comprehended the sword style, Han Fan has almost never used the power of words again, and only when there is no one around, he will practice the control and use of the power of words.

After Brother Wang left, Han Fan sat in the room thinking about his methods.

Thinking about it, I was a little sleepy, and after doing the math, it seemed that I hadn't slept since the second realm.

Han Fan took off his shoes, stretched his waist, and fell asleep.

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"Brother Han!"

"Brother Han!"

"Brother Han, if you don't open the door again, I'm going to go in. Brother Wang knocked on the door and urged.

Han Fan only felt that there was a voice coming from the distant sky, like a dream, and Han Fan only felt that the voice was somewhat familiar.

The sound of breaking the door sounded, and Brother Wang walked in, and when he saw Han Fan sleeping, he immediately became anxious.

"Wake up. Brother Wang woke up Han Fan.

"You have a really big heart, look at when it's gone?" Brother Wang continued to exude the brilliance of a straight man of steel.

Han Fan was sleepy-eyed, sat up and tidied up his clothes.

"When?" Han Fan asked.

"It's noon. Brother Wang spread his hands and said exaggeratedly.

The two hurriedly got up and headed for the Changping Sword Sect.

The Changping Sword Sect martial arts arena was already surrounded by a sea of people, and the monks of all sects and sects were extremely concerned about this genius of the Zhulu Academy, who was valued by the big names in the Middle Continent.

I don't know who revealed the news, but the fact that Han Fan was valued by the big people in Central Continent was also well known.

"It's already noon, why hasn't Han Fan come yet?" someone in the crowd said.

"It can't be really cowardice, right?"

"I think it's possible, after all, Wang is firmly in the top three of the Eight Masters of Chang'an with his current strength, and Han Fan has only been practicing for four years. ”

It was an elder of the Changping Sword Sect who presided over this battle, and the vice president of Zhulu Academy personally arrived, making people feel that this battle was particularly important.

The news of Han Fan's return to Chang'an City has been learned by the Zhulu Academy, and Wang Zhichang sent the vice president to suppress the formation, never thinking that the front foot had just finished saying goodbye, and the back foot was back.

However, this battle will not be easy at all, Han Fan currently only has the cultivation of the peak of the second realm, and Wang Yi is already in the middle of the third realm, to be honest, the difference is a bit big.

Wang Zhichang's biggest worry is of course that Han Fan's golden text power will be discovered by others, if Han Fan takes the game seriously, with the gap between them 100%, he will use the power of words, and there will be many people watching the battle, including some masters, if he is recognized, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Han Fan and Brother Wang were on their way to the Changping Sword Sect when suddenly a voice sounded in the heart lake.

Wang Zhichang informed Han Fan of his worries and asked him not to use the power of words in this battle.

Han Fan didn't expect this, and when he heard Dean Wang's words, he fell into deep thought, and soon, he nodded and agreed to Dean Wang.

This made all the arguments prepared by Dean Wang fall through.

Such a four-year covenant was proposed by Han Fan himself, if he was mistreated, I don't know how embarrassing it would be, but compared to being intercepted and killed by assassins sent by various unknown forces, he had to be careful day and night, and if he was not careful, he would lose his life, Han Fan would rather lose the game and be ridiculed by others.

After all, he's going to travel the world next, and if someone has an idea about him, it's easy to implement.

"It's coming, it's coming. I don't know who said it, the crowd got out of the way, and Han Fan and Brother Wang slowly entered the venue.

"Who is that person next to Han Fan?"

"I don't know, it's hot. ”

Han Fan also heard people's discussions, and turned his head sideways to Brother Wang and said, "What are you doing with me?"

"Oh, yes, I forgot, then come on!" Brother Wang suddenly realized, gestured to Han Fan, and retreated into the crowd.

Han Fan slowly walked to the martial arts arena and looked at the young man with a sword on his back dressed in white on the stage.

In four years, the boy has not changed at all, but Han Fan's changes can be said to be earth-shaking.

Wang Yi looked at the senior who had come to power, dressed in an emerald green robe, with a gourd hanging from his waist, and also put his face behind his back, his expression was indifferent, and he walked casually.

After sensing it, Wang Yi frowned, how could it be the cultivation of the early stage of the second realm, and then he was relieved when he thought about it, he must have cultivated the technique of concealing cultivation.

When the two arrived, the elder who presided over the battle announced the rules:

"The two warring sides are not allowed to use any formation treasures, this battle is won by one side taking the initiative to admit defeat or one side falling to the ground, remember not to hurt your life, point to the end. ”

After a pause, the elder spoke again: "Can you two disagree?"

"Nope. ”

"Nope. ”

"So, the competition begins. With that, the elder waved his sleeves, and a transparent light curtain rose in the martial arts arena.