Chapter 182: Genealogy and Cave House

"I am indeed responsible for the genealogy of the upper disciples in the clan, but the ones registered in the genealogy are all disciples above the Xuanling period of my clan, even if they are monks of my own clan, there are no exceptions, not to mention that the junior brother is a foreign monk, if there is nothing else, senior brother, I have other important things to be busy with, and I have no time to waste time with idlers. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½ā€

Although this horse steward couldn't see through Wu Fan's cultivation, he clearly remembered that when he first met Wu Fan, this Terran junior disciple only had a tenth-level cultivation, and in just a year and a half, he naturally wouldn't think that Wu Fan would advance to the Xuanling Stage, so when he said these words at this time, there was no disguised contempt in his tone, and he didn't mean to lower his voice at all.

It's strange to say, this horse steward was also very polite to Wu Fan before, but after the big competition, for some reason, he returned to the way when Wu Fan first joined the clan, and he was sneering several times before, but Wu Fan didn't care, but he didn't expect to dare to speak disrespectfully today.

Seeing this, the other ancient barbarian disciples around also laughed loudly, and several monks from time to time agreed to a few words about the horse steward, which made the horse steward quite useful, and for a while he looked full of spring breeze, and he was proud in an instant.

Wu Fan didn't care either, and sneered, but he still looked at Ma Guan with a faint smile on his face, and he didn't say anything, and he didn't mean to leave.

"Senior brother, do you have anything else, if not, can you stand aside first, I have to deal with the affairs of other disciples here, and worry about junior brother not to get in the way of others. ā€

Seeing that Wu Fan still had a calm and clear expression, Steward Ma thought that Wu Fan couldn't get up and down his face, so he was still standing here, and immediately waved his hand impatiently, turned his head and directly ignored Wu Fan's existence, and began to whisper something to the other disciples.

This move naturally caused the other ancient barbarian disciples to laugh out loud, and it was estimated that these ancient barbarian monks had the same idea as this horse steward, and they all felt that Wu Fan would behave like this because he was humiliated again and could not find the bottom of the steps.

"How did Steward Ma know that Wu was not qualified to log in to the family tree, did the steward think that with your cultivation in the condensation period, he could also see that my cultivation was not successful?"

Wu Fan still looked cold, but when he opened his mouth at this time, his voice was cold, and anyone could hear the unhappiness in his words.

Next, without waiting for what those ancient barbarian monks wanted to say, the mana in Wu Fan's body condensed, and a terrifying spiritual pressure burst out from his body, and swept towards the horse steward unceremoniously.

Poor horse steward, who originally had a disdainful expression, directly weakened his knees and fell to the ground after being oppressed by Wu Fan's breath, although the other monks were not as embarrassed as this horse steward, but they were also shocked, and their faces became pale.

In fact, according to Wu Fan's cultivation at this time, this horse steward would not have behaved so embarrassed, but he was already unguarded before, and Wu Fan was already on fire, so there was naturally no room for mercy at this time, so there would be such a one-sided situation.

Of course, even if this horse steward is on guard in advance, the result will only be slightly better than now, after all, in this immortal cultivation realm, if there is a whole realm difference between the two, and the monks of the lower realm themselves do not have great magical powers, they will almost be crushed.

What's more, the mana in Wu Fan's body was twice that of a monk of the same level, and the spiritual pressure generated was naturally extraordinary.

At this time, no matter how stupid this horse steward was, he also saw that Leng Xi had been pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger before, but he couldn't get up and speak under the pressure of the powerful spirit released by Leng Xi, so he could only secretly complain while secretly complaining, and at the same time, he was secretly surprised by Wu Fan's cultivation at this time.

I don't know if Wu's current cultivation is qualified to enter the family tree. ā€

Wu Fan saw that the horse steward was sweating profusely, as if he was at the end of a strong crossbow, so he withdrew his mana, stared straight at the horse steward with his eyes, and spoke lightly.

"That's natural, Uncle Wait, I'll take out the family tree to register for Uncle Shi, I have offended a lot before, and I ask Uncle Shi not to keep it in mind. ā€

The steward had just stood up from the ground, and when he heard Wu Fan say this, he said yes again and again, while carefully observing Wu Fan's face.

"Don't worry, the horse steward is to blame for not explaining in advance, I naturally won't be narrow-minded enough to worry about anything with you juniors, now the horse steward should take out the family tree to register first, and then I have other things to ask the horse steward." ā€

Wu Fan saw this horse steward's expression, and he didn't know that this horse steward was afraid that Wu Fan would hold a grudge against him in the future, so he immediately stared at the horse steward, with a hint of a smile on his face, and said lightly.

Sure enough, after hearing Wu Fan say this, Steward Ma was obviously greatly relieved, and then he wiped the storage bag with one hand with a respectful face, took out a green token, and then recited the law in his mouth, and the green light in the token flashed, and a long scroll phantom suddenly appeared, and it floated in the air and stopped.

"Is this a genealogy?"

Wu Fan also stared at the scroll in the air curiously, and saw a dense layer of small black characters appearing on the scroll, but some of them flashed with light, and some of them looked dull, so he immediately asked.

"Back to Uncle Shi, this thing is indeed the genealogy of the registered disciple of the upper rank in the clan, and the flashing black letters on it indicate that the senior uncle is still alive, and those dim ones indicate that the senior uncle has fallen. ā€

Steward Ma lowered his head and explained respectfully.

"It's a lot of fun, now tell me how to put my name in it. ā€

A hint of discoloration flashed on Wu Fan's face, and he spoke lightly

"Uncle Shi only needs to use his own essence and blood to find a blank place, and then integrate the essence blood into it, and the registration is successful. ā€

After listening to this, Wu Fan did not hesitate to take the moment, cut his finger and squeezed out a drop of essence blood, and then flicked his fingers, and at the same time read the law in his mouth, transforming it into Wu Fan's two big characters, which were directly integrated into the scroll and disappeared.

The horse steward watched Wu Fan finish everything, and only then did he make a decision, and the scroll floating in the air turned into a green light and reintegrated into the token, flipped it with one hand, put the token away, and then stood respectfully next to Wu Fan, waiting patiently.

Seeing this, Wu Fan touched his nose, a trace of satisfaction flashed on his face, and then he found a random place to sit down and began to ask some other questions in the clan.

Half an hour later, Wu Fan directly drove the magic weapon out of the Ten Thousand Law Pavilion after the horse steward had a respectful expression on his face, and then accelerated and shot towards another mountain peak in the clan.

And Wu Fan, who was standing on the magic weapon, had a relaxed and comfortable look, and was playing with a small token in his hand, and then the magic weapon under his feet accelerated, galloping towards the distance.

According to what the horse steward said, as long as the cultivation enters the Xuanling stage and becomes the upper disciple of the clan, there is no need to accept any miscellaneous things and tasks in the clan, and you can choose a mountain peak in a specially set up place in the clan to build your own cave for future cultivation.

And this token in Wu Fan's hand is the certificate for building the cave mansion, he only needs to find the steward in charge of this matter in the clan at this time, and then take out this token, he can build his own cave mansion in the future, which can be regarded as half a free monk.

Thinking of this, a trace of heat flashed in Wu Fan's heart, and he couldn't help but speed up again and flew towards the back mountain of the clan.

After a while, a continuous mountain range began to appear in Wu Fan's field of vision, and as Wu Fan continued to get closer, a rich aura rushed to his face, and the prohibitions and attics that were faintly visible between the peaks also rendered this place even more mysterious.

Seeing this, although Wu Fan still had an indifferent expression on his face, he was happy in his heart, it seemed that as long as he had a high enough cultivation, whether it was resources or his status in the clan, he would rise to the top, and he would no longer have to be subservient to others and be troubled everywhere.

Flying a little further, several huge attics began to appear in Wu Fan's field of vision, and there was a faint layer of prohibition flickering outside the attic, and from the outside, it was foggy, and only a rough one could be seen.

Wu Fan knew that this was the place where the disciples of the stewards who managed the cave mansion lived, so he immediately accelerated and flew in the direction of the attic.

This attic looks just a blur from a distance, but when it really arrived, Wu Fan also amazed the grandeur of this attic for a while, he paused slightly, and then took out the small token, and shook slightly, a cyan glow disappeared into the prohibition in front of the attic, and Wu Fan stood in place with his hands behind his back and waited quietly.