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Text Chapter 318: Yang Fan becomes a disciple

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    Ten days later, inside Tianwu Peak.  Yang Fan slowly opened his eyes. When he opened his eyes, in an instant, countless electric lights flashed and shot out. The void around him was bright and dying, and he seemed to be able to see through the void in front of him and see something deeper elsewhere.  "It seems that not only the strength has been greatly improved, but also these eyes have also changed a lot. Now, all that is missing is an opportunity, so that I can turn these eyes into real divine eyes.  " Yang Fan smiled slightly.  "Boy, now that you have practiced well, let's come out." At this moment, Yang Fan's ears heard the voice of the leader of Wumen, and then, a repulsive force sent him out from the inner abdomen of Tianwu Peak.  .  Yang Fan saw that in front of him, in addition to the Martial Sect Master and Mr.  Faint Gangguang was looking at him curiously, as if he was seeing a peerless treasure.  "Yang Fan, our sect lent you Tianwu Peak to practice, but you were so bad that you almost destroyed our Tianwu Peak!" The leader of Wumen said with a straight face.  Yang Fan couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed: "Sect Master, this disciple didn't expect this. I'm really sorry." "Okay, okay, why are you scaring a child for nothing? Didn't you just shout that this child is a genius and a martial artist?  With the hope of revitalizing the sect, he is the best candidate to become the sect leader in the future. Now he is here to show off his parents' face, what are you doing? " What else the sect master of Wumen wanted to say, Mr. Long exposed him unceremoniously.  Now, it was the Wumen Sect Master's turn to be embarrassed. He laughed twice before saying, "This is Elder Long, as well as Elder Qin, Elder Feng, Elder Huang, and Elder Ye. Why don't you hurry up and come forward to greet us!" Yang Fanying  After making a sound, he stepped forward to greet the five elders one by one.  "Little guy, you are very good, are you willing to become my teacher?" Mr. Long asked impatiently just after the ceremony.  Yang Fan was stunned and looked at the Martial Sect Master.  "Mr. Long is the most powerful elder among the six elders. Like you, he is also a physical practitioner, but he is a dual practitioner of physical and mental cultivation. If you can worship under his sect, it will be a great blessing for you. Also,  "Hurry up and salute." Hearing the words of the Wumen Sect Master, Yang Fan felt relieved. When he met Mr. Long before, he saw that the old man's body was very powerful, and even now he was not as good as him.  , and the Gang light on his body flashes, it is obvious that he is a peerless physical practitioner who has truly entered the Gang Body realm. Such a master is definitely a dream for Yang Fan, who can only practice physical cultivation.  "Disciple, I have met my master!" Seeing Yang Fan becoming his master, Boss Long was overjoyed and touched his palms repeatedly, overjoyed.  "Old Long, you accepted a disciple, why didn't you even give him a greeting gift?" At this time, Mr. Xuan spoke.  The elders also began to tease him.  Mr. Long's face froze. He was born as a physical cultivator and had always been poor. Later, when he entered the martial arts sect, his situation was slightly better. However, Mr. Long was a man who knew how to repay his kindness, and most of what he gained was  It was handed over to Wumen, but I didn't keep any of it.  Therefore, among the six elders, Elder Long has the highest combat power, but has very few treasures. However, after more than a thousand years, he has finally accepted a good disciple. Without giving him some greeting gifts or saying that he can't bear his old face, this is a good disciple.  His first impression was bad. It would be bad if he misunderstood that he was a stingy master.  After thinking about it, Mr. Long felt something in his heart. He gritted his teeth. He had a golden spear in his hand and handed it over.  "Good disciple, this gun is called the God-killing Spear. It is a first-class divine weapon. From now on, it belongs to you." Seeing Mr. Long take out the God-killing Spear, everyone was shocked.  The leader of the Wumen clan even shouted: "Mr. Long, this god-killing spear is your magic weapon, how can you give it to Yang Fan? How about this, I make my own decision, open the arsenal, let Yang Fan go in, and get a magic weapon  Bing, most of your treasures have been in the arsenal over the years. I think the elders will not have any objections." Hearing the words of the Wumen Sect Master, the elders also nodded.  "Yes, Old Long, this magic gun has been with you for many years. You can't live without it, and it can't live without you. Moreover, although this little guy Yang Fan is good, I'm afraid he won't be able to perform well if he is given it directly to such a powerful magic weapon.  To show its power, it is better to listen to Xiao Zhao and let Yang Fan enter the arsenal and choose one, no, two, and treat the other as a gift from me. Xiao Zhao, what do you think? "  Then, he looked at the Wumen Sect Master.  "Xiao Zhao?" Yang Fan heard what Mr. Xuan said to the leader of Wumen.Wow, he almost couldn't help laughing, but he knew that now was not the time for him to laugh. This new master he worshiped seemed to be very poor. In order to give him a meeting gift, he even asked for the magic weapon he had taken advantage of.  It was given to me, how could I laugh at this time and hurt his heart?  At this moment, Mr. Long became slightly angry and said: "There is no reason to take back what I sent out. Besides, is there any magic weapon in the arsenal that is better than my god-killing spear?  Good disciple, why don't you continue?" Yang Fan shook his head and sternly pushed away the magic spear handed over by Mr. Long: "Master, this disciple has never been involved in marksmanship, so this thing is useless, and when it comes to magic weapons,  The disciple also has something handy." As he spoke, a dark light appeared in Yang Fan's hand, and an epee appeared, which was a sharp sword.  "This sword?" Seeing this edgeless sword, all the elders were surprised.  "This sword seems to be made of meteorite iron. As the strength increases, the power becomes greater. Unfortunately, the sword soul should have been in it, but now it has dissipated." Mr. Xuan, who had the most extensive knowledge, began to say.  "Without the sword soul, even though it is made of Meteor God Iron, it is still a bit inferior after all. Moreover, if I am right, the Meteor God Iron in it is not used much and can weigh 20,000 to 30,000 kilograms.  It¡¯s almost there. It can¡¯t reach the limit. Everyone, Mr. Long, since this is the magic weapon that this little guy Yang Fan has, why don¡¯t we join forces and refining this heavy sword for him?¡±  Let everyone's eyes light up.  Mr. Long nodded repeatedly: "Brother Xuan is right. If this sword is re-refined, it will not lose a good divine weapon. As for the Meteor God Iron, I remember that three hundred years ago, Old Long  I found some. They should be in the arsenal now and no one is using them. " "There are also sword souls. I remember that there is a ten-thousand-year-old dragon snake deep in the Nanman Mountains. Its living soul is worthy of it.  This is a heavy sword." Another elder said, this elder, when Yang Fan saw the ceremony just now, he knew that his surname was Huang.  "Ten thousand-year-old dragon snake? This is a good thing, and it has dragon blood. If we kill it, we can condense thirty drops of true dragon essence and blood." Mr. Long laughed.  "Then it's settled, let's take this sword and blend it with more Meteor God Iron first. After we're done, we can go to the Hundred Thousand Mountains of the Southern Barbarians and kill the ten-thousand-year-old dragon and snake!" Mr. Xuan made the decision.  "Then the two magical treasures in the arsenal promised by the sect master and Brother Xuan still count?" Seeing that the matter was agreed upon, Mr. Long also took back the God-killing Spear and did not feel embarrassed. However, he rolled his eyes and suddenly  asked.  The leader of the Wumen clan was stunned for a moment, then smiled awkwardly: "Of course it counts, this is the arsenal token, Elder Lao Long and Junior Brother Yang Fan are here with him." Elder Long stretched out his hand to grab the arsenal token, and laughed loudly:  "My good disciple, why don't you thank you, Senior Brother Wu." Yang Fan stayed for a moment, and then he accepted Mr. Long as his disciple. Unexpectedly, he became the junior brother of the Wumen Sect Master in one leap. Moreover, it seems that the Wumen Sect Master's surname is  Wu, is it called Wu Zhao?  "Thank you, Senior Brother Wu." Although he was thinking wildly in his mind, Yang Fan still saluted the leader of Wumen.  "Good disciple, let's go!" Before the leader of the Wumen Sect could return his greeting, Elder Long pulled Yang Fan up, transformed into a stream of light, and flew away towards a mountain peak in the distance.  (To be continued.)
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