Chapter 1095: Master Wufan!

Next, Li Liangcai solemnly taught Yang Fan a set of self-created martial arts that matched Beiming's magical powers, but Yang Fan was not very interested.

After all, he has not awakened any supernatural powers of Beiming in his body. This so-called Beiming Dafa is just a tasteless decoration to him, and it won't play much role.

In order to take into account Li Liangcai's face and at the same time prevent them from doubting, Yang Fan still pretended to study seriously, and then left under the amazed eyes of Li Liangcai and Master Tianchan.

"This kid is not only talented, but also has an astonishing understanding!"

After Yang Fan left, Li Liangcai continued to lie on the bench and sighed softly:

"It's true that there are talented people from generation to generation, each leading the way for hundreds of years. Old monk, we are all old!"

"Ami...that Buddha!"

The old monk shook his head disapprovingly: "It's not that we're getting old, you're just too negative. It's just a genius, who wasn't that old?"

"Besides, we are only over two hundred years old, how old are we?"

"Right now, any king can live to be more than six hundred years old, and the lifespan of the Emperor Zun is even worse. More than two hundred years old, at most, he is just an adult."

The old monk is still not convinced.

But what he said is also true. The lifespan of a warrior will continue to increase with the improvement of his cultivation. The upper limit of a king's lifespan is six hundred years old, and the upper limit of an emperor's lifespan is two thousand years old, not to mention the emperor's state. Even if he can't live the same life as the heaven and the earth, he can surpass the emperor by several times.

If the two of them hadn't been seriously injured and their source of life had been exhausted, their two hundred years would have been nothing more than a fraction.

Li Liangcai also shook his head slightly: "Although that's the case, among the warriors of the human race, who can really live so many years? After so many years, are there still few kings and emperors who have died before our eyes?"

The growth of life essence will have a self-directed feedback in the sea of ​​consciousness after they break through to the corresponding level.

For example, when they reach the age of 300 at the Shouyuan Realm of the Grandmaster, when they break through to the Martial Ancestor Realm, the sharp increase in the source of life will cause them to sense this number in the dark, and the same is true for other realms. The natural feedback is very mysterious and can only be understood but cannot be expressed in words.

However, since the recovery of spiritual power for more than 150 years, there are many warriors who have broken through to be kings or even emperors, but only a few of them can survive until now.

In troubled times, no matter how long life and vitality are, they cannot withstand the continuous consumption of war.

Just like the two of them, although they were injured by the Dao, if they hadn't fought desperately to protect the city again and again after the injury, directly or indirectly depleting too much of the source of life and soul, they would at least meet again. There are thousands of years of life for them to consume.

But now.

If it wasn't for Yang Fan's appearance, Li Liangcai would have exhausted the last source of life in his body in a month or two at most.

Although the old monk is better, he definitely won't last a year.

In a troubled world, no one can be alone, and there is no such thing as hiding in seclusion, because no matter where you hide, you will eventually be unable to escape the attack of the monster clan.

"I don't dare to ask for too much now." Li Liangcai said: "I only hope that Yang Fan can break through the emperor's realm as soon as possible, not to mention that he can heal the wounds on the old man, even if it can only be suppressed temporarily, so that the old man can recover partly in a short time." royal power,

Also contented. "

The old monk raised his eyebrows: "Old man, do you want to fight desperately with the Fire Phoenix Demon Emperor?"

"Is there any problem?" Li Liangcai didn't deny it, but asked softly: "With my broken body, I'm desperate to die with a demon emperor. Isn't it a bloody business?"

The old monk shook his head slightly, and did not argue with Li Liangcai too much.

"It's too early to say this, let's just wait quietly and wait for little benefactor Yang Fan to break through as soon as possible!"

It is not so easy to fight a powerful demon king.

What's more, all the emperors can't retreat now, God knows where they all hid, and when will they break out?

Therefore, it is meaningless to mention these now.

Maybe when the emperor comes out, the emperor's covenant will be put on the agenda again. Even for the sake of the overall situation of the human race, old man Li has to compromise temporarily.

In the city, alleys.

As soon as Yang Fan came out, he was blocked by Zhang Hongxin and Guan Boyuan who had been waiting outside for a long time.

"Brother Yang Fan, you've come out, how about it, Mr. Li didn't make things difficult for you, did he?"

Guan Boyuan was a little outspoken, and asked Yang Fan directly.

Zhang Hongxin couldn't help but glared at this girl, wanting to stay away from him a little bit.

You bastard, you dare to speak like that while standing at the door of Old Li's hermitage, and you're not afraid of being heard by the two bosses inside?

Mr. Li is okay, he won't be fussy with him because of such a trivial matter, but that heavenly cicada is not necessarily so.

Zhang Hongxin had heard from some seniors a long time ago that the old monk looked kind-hearted on the surface, but he was very stingy in the back, once he missed him, he would peel off his skin even if he didn't die.

Guan Boyuan is such a reckless bastard, please don't implicate him!

Yang Fan was stunned, and shook his head slightly: "Thank you, Professor Guan, for your concern, but the two seniors inside are very kind, not only did not embarrass the younger generation, but also gave the younger generation some extremely precious gifts, the younger generation is very grateful."

"Is that so?" Guan Boyuan breathed a sigh of relief, and then asked Yang Fan softly, "But just now we seem to have seen that kid Li Yongyan was carried out by Li Tongzhi. I can't sense it, what's going on?"

Yang Fan was the only outsider who had just entered Mr. Li's hermitage, and even half-step emperors like them were extremely afraid of Yang Fan's methods.

Seeing Li Yongyan injured and unconscious just now, the two of them naturally thought of Yang Fan, and intuitively it was Yang Fan's fault.

"It's not a big deal." Yang Fan smiled lightly, and said, "Brother Yongyan has some problems with his body, and Uncle Li took him back for treatment and recuperation."

Uncle Li?

Guan Boyuan and Zhang Hongxin raised their eyebrows at the same time.

It's only been a short while since I entered, but is it already so friendly?

It seems that they really thought too much. If Yang Fan caused Li Yongyan's injury and coma, even if Boss Li would not pursue it, Li Tongzhi would never let it go, let alone let Yang Fan call him Uncle Li.

It's just that when Li Tongzhi came out, his face was just like that of his dead son, which was ugly.

If they hadn't been sure that Li Yongyan was still breathing, they might have really thought that he was his own dead son. His expression was so resembling!

"It's fine." Zhang Hongxin breathed a sigh of relief, and then urged Yang Fan, "Since Brother Yang Fan has come out, let's rush to the City Lord's Mansion, Mr. Wu, Mr. Hui, and City Lord Yao are already waiting there." It's been a long time!"

Yang Fan nodded slightly, and then, under the leadership of Zhang and Guan, he disappeared in the alley, and in the next second, he appeared in the city lord's mansion in the federal central city.

In the lobby.

Apart from familiar faces such as Wu Dao, Hui Zi'an and Yao Puxin, there are also a few strangers that Yang Fan has never seen before.

It can be seen that their cultivation base strength is not weaker than Yao Puxin, and Yao Puxin did not dare to put on the airs of the city lord in front of them, just like when facing Wu Dao and Hui Zi'an, he was very respectful.

Seeing this situation, Yang Fan couldn't help but start to sympathize with the Lord Yao.

Obviously you are the lord of a city, but you can't do anything. The people around you are either stronger than him or have a higher status than him. It's a bit aggrieved to be the lord of the city.

But this is not surprising.

The central city of the Federation is the capital and heart of the Federation. There are many masters, and it is also the administrative center of the Federation. The main heads of the Federation, Dana, are all gathered here.

Although Yao Puxin is the lord of the city, he is not the one with the highest official position in the federation. He does not know how many superiors and leaders exist on his head. Naturally, he cannot do whatever he wants in Jinghua City like Lan Yuanqing.

"Let me introduce you to you."

Seeing Yang Fan's arrival, Yao Puxin shook hands with Yang Fan with a smile on his face, then turned around and introduced to the big bosses present:

"This is Master Yang Fan, whom we invited from Jinghua City. In the next period of time, Master Yang will have full authority to command and arrange the guard formation outside the central city of the Federation!"

After finishing speaking, Yao Puxin began to introduce the people in front of him to Yang Fan. He pointed to a monk with a big belly who looked quite rich, and said, "This is Master Wufan, a direct disciple of Master Tianchan. This is the head of the Wuxiang Temple."

Yang Fan bowed his hands to greet Master Wufan, Wufan nodded back with a smile, and asked softly: "I heard that little benefactor Yang Fan just came out of Wuyouju, did you see the poor monk's master in Wuyouju? Ok?"

Worry-free living?

Yang Fan was slightly stunned, but soon realized that this should be the name of the courtyard where Li Liangcai and Master Tianchan lived.

However, according to what Wu Fan said, it seems that he can't often visit Master Tian Chan in Wuyou House.

"Thanks to Mr. Li and Master Tianchan for not giving up, this junior has indeed come out of Wuyouju just now." Yang Fan responded politely: "Master, please rest assured, whether it is Mr. Li or Master Tianchan, everything is fine now, no need Hold on!"

Wu Fan raised his brows, and couldn't help showing joy: "If so, that would be the best, and the poor monk can feel at ease!"

Not only Wu Fan, after hearing Yang Fan's words, almost everyone present at the scene seemed to heave a sigh of relief in unison. It seemed that these people were extremely concerned about the physical safety of Mr. Li and Master Tian Chan.

But this is not surprising.

Yang Fan quickly figured out that as the two most powerful half-step emperors in the central city of the Federation and even in the thirty-six regions of the Federation, Li Liangcai and Master Tianchan had already become existences like Dinghai Shenzhen.

Especially when all the three emperors of the human race could not retreat, without the protection of the real emperor, these two incomplete emperors who failed to break through to become emperors but survived became more and more important.

As long as they are alive, it is a banner, an invisible deterrent, so that the five holy places of the monster race dare not really fight with the human race.

Otherwise, there would be hundreds of half-step demon kings among the monster races, far exceeding the limit of the half-step kings of the Human Race Federation by several times.

If it wasn't for this kind of powerful deterrence, they would have all gathered together to fight against the city. Who the hell would tell you about the rules of the battlefield where soldiers fight generals and generals? Are you stupid?

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