Feng Fan landed when he approached the gate of the imperial capital, and now he still didn't dare to confront an imperial dynasty. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Brother, why did you arrive, the registration is almost over, hurry up and sign up with my brother!"

As soon as Feng Fan landed, he heard a familiar voice coming, he didn't have to think about it to know who it was, the voice that could make Feng Fan feel familiar, there were only a few in the Central Plains Continent, it was not Wei Chenming, it was not a female snail, then there was only...!

Feng Fan looked in the direction of the voice with a dark face, and sure enough, it was the fat man named Zheng Yi.

"Why are you again!"

The fat man pretended not to hear the helplessness in Feng Fan's tone, and looked very familiar with him, and stretched out his hand to grab Feng Fan's shoulder, but was dodged by Feng Fan, who was on guard, he didn't care, and said enthusiastically: "Let's go! I'll take you to sign up, the deadline is coming soon." ”

"Okay!" Feng Fan smiled bitterly and followed the fat man to the registration point, the bullshit plaster that he couldn't shake off, and people didn't do anything to him, so it was impossible for people to be kind enough to get close to him, and fight with him.

When Feng Fan came to the registration point, there were not many people at this time, only a few people standing in the field.

Feng Fan walked towards an old man who looked like he had a strong Confucian aura.

The old man gave Feng Fan a pen, pointed to the notebook on the table and said, "Write your name and realm yourself." ”

Feng Fan took the pen and wrote his name, the realm column Feng Fan thought for a while, and wrote the Seven Heavens of Emptiness, in fact, he didn't know what realm he was, now he passed through the Chaos Sea Low Cave, the rich Chaos Aura has been refined for hundreds of years, coupled with the cultivation of supernatural powers and the perception of the Dao, the realm has reached the Golden Immortal Seven Heavens.

But he still doesn't know what the level corresponding to this world should be, but he is still confident in his combat effectiveness now, and he still has to fight to know how far he can go.

"Okay, let's get a test of my age. The old man took out a palm-sized stone tablet and said to Feng Fan.

"Do you still want to measure your age?" Feng Fan said in surprise, the middle-aged man who was in Binhai County before didn't tell him.

"Of course, you can't sign up over 1,200 years old, you don't know. The old man frowned and looked at Feng Fan.

"How to measure?" Feng Fan was shocked, if he is more than a thousand years old, he can't do it, then he has already exceeded not knowing how much.

"Just stand still!" the old man said, picking up the stone tablet in his hand, scanning it over Feng Fan's body, and showing a look of surprise when he looked at the stone tablet.

"Seven hundred and sixty-three years old, okay, here's your number plate, start the first game tomorrow, go back and get ready. The middle-aged Confucian handed Feng Fan's identity card to him.

Feng Fan thought to himself that this thing couldn't be bad! He didn't say that he was 700,000 years old, how could he be more than 700 years old.

glanced at the number plate, number 342, which means that there are more than 300 people in front of him.

Feng Fan was secretly frightened, there were more than three hundred and one thousand two hundred years old in this dynasty, and there were still not many who did not come. In his heart, he was not only surprised, it was already tens of thousands of grass and mud horses galloping past, remembering how many years he had been cultivating, so much so that he couldn't remember it clearly. What a wicked thing to be

"Let's go! Brother invites you to dinner. Zheng Yi didn't know where it came out again.

"How many are you?" Feng Fan was used to the fat man's elusiveness, and when he saw him coming, he temporarily let go of the confusion in his heart and asked casually.

"One hundred and seventy. The fat man said casually.

The two came to the inn where the fat man stayed, and the fat man kept talking to Feng Fan along the way, and Feng Fan responded without a word.

"Let me tell you, this inn is the best in the city, and the taste of the things is also a must, but it is too expensive, and I have to eat hundreds of medium-grade yuan stones for a meal. The fat man said painfully.

Yuanshi is the universal currency of this world, in fact, it is the same as Lingshi, but the name is different, but Feng Fan doesn't have this thing, and fortunately there is a fat man, otherwise he doesn't know where to live, he is a penniless poor bastard.

Seeing that Feng Fan didn't speak, the fat man didn't care at all: "The boss will serve the best wine in two jars first." ”

Feng Fan ignored the fat man, and observed this inn by himself, and swept away at a glance that most of them were cultivators in the Empty Silence Period, and it seemed that almost all the cultivators who participated in the competition this time had settled in this inn.

"I heard that! This time, Situ Hongyu of the Situ family also signed up in the Changrong Dynasty. ”

"How is it possible for Situ Hongyu! He is the most outstanding genius of the Situ family's generation, doesn't the Situ family have a quota for themselves?"

"Who knows!

"It's too much of a bully, and having him in our hope is a little bit less. ”

After hearing the discussion at the table next to him, Feng Fan asked the fat man, "Who is Situ Hongyu?"

The fat man said nonchalantly: "I only heard about it recently, but I heard that it is quite powerful, an outstanding genius of an ancient family, only more than nine hundred years old, has the Nine Heavens of Empty Silence, and also cultivates a family heirloom heavenly body, which is also a difficult bone to gnaw."

"More than nine hundred years old?" Feng Fan said in surprise.

"What is there to show off when I am over 900 years old, I am only more than 500 years old. The fat man said with a sneer.

"You're just over 500 years old? Feng Fan said with a frown, wondering what was wrong with this world.

Someone who was in the submarine cave before found that this world seems to be easier to cultivate, and he stayed in the submarine cave for decades, and his cultivation has risen sharply, not only him, but also the female snail, when the female snail left the cave, it was already the Golden Immortal Nine Heavens, ranking in the position of Taiyi Golden Immortal, and it was only one step away from breaking through the Daluo Golden Immortal.

Of course, what puzzled him the most was why, in the previous age test, it would show that he was only over 700 years old, and there was only one possibility when he thought about it, and the nature of time was different.

"Empty Eightfold Heaven! It's not far from the Ninth Heaven. The fat man said casually.

"Guest, your wine, you drink it first, and the dish will be ready immediately. At this time, the innkeeper brought the wine.

"You're a genius," Feng Fan said with a smile.

"That's, brother, I'm not an ordinary person. The fat man said proudly.

"Squeak!"

"What a sound!" Speaking of this, Feng Fan seemed to hear the sound of a mouse.

As soon as Feng Fan finished speaking, he saw a pure white little mouse come out of the fat man's cuff and go directly towards the wine jar.

The fat man smiled awkwardly, grabbed the mouse back and said, "My brother, don't mind. ”

"There are guests, pay attention to the image. The fat man whispered to the guinea pig.

The mouse stared at Feng Fan with round eyes for a while, then turned his head to shine directly at the fat man, grabbed its hand and bit it down fiercely.

The fat man screamed in pain, and the hand holding the mouse also let go, and the mouse jumped directly into one of the jars of wine.

"Did you not let you drink, what are you in a hurry, I must teach you a good lesson today. The fat man picked it up angrily, and said the wine jar that the guinea pig jumped into.

Before the fat man could make any other moves, he saw a white shadow emerge from the wine jar and head towards the other wine jar.

The fat man angrily smashed the wine jar in his hand directly.

"Smack!" I heard a crisp sound of ceramics breaking, and both jars shattered, but not a drop of wine flowed out, and the little mouse was nowhere to be seen.

"Squeak!" came the voice of the guinea pig.

Feng Fan followed the sound and saw that the mouse was standing on the windowsill not far away, flying his two front paws, squeaking at the fat man.