Chapter 555 Huddle Together to Keep Warm, 2 Teams in 1!

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Yang Fan doesn't have the time to refine them now, anyway, they have all been put into the urn and become his personal belongings, and let them enjoy themselves for a while.

The battle is completely over.

Yang Fan quietly put away the psionic array, jumped down from the canopy, and landed beside Tian Feiyao and cousin Wang Zhe.

"Master, are you okay?"

Tian Feiyao came over to greet Yang Fan in a pretty way, and beat Yang Fan's shoulders from behind habitually.

Yao Tianshun and the others who stood with them were a little stunned and astonished.

What type of situation is this?

How could Tian Feiyao be called Master Yang Fan?

How did two people who didn't get along at all become masters and apprentices?

Unbelievable, incomprehensible, the painting style is completely wrong!

Tian Feiyao is now a spiritual master, the first genius of the Nanjiang Tian Clan in a hundred years, and can be regarded as a well-known proud son of heaven among the younger generation.

As for Yang Fan.

Although he is equally talented, there seems to be a big gap between Tian Feiyao and Tian Feiyao.

If Yang Fan worshiped Tian Feiyao as his teacher, they might not be too surprised. After all, Tian Feiyao has become a king and has the qualifications to accept apprentices and teach them. It is not surprising to have one or two talented apprentices.

But the current situation is.

Tian Feiyao worshiped Yang Fan as her teacher, and seeing her filial piety in front of Yang Fan, she was obviously willing.

This makes them feel very incomprehensible.

How could Yang Fan, He De, dare to accept a king as his apprentice?

"Huh?" When Yao Tianshun looked at Yang Fan, he couldn't help raising his brows, and asked in a surprised voice: "Student Yang Fan, you have already advanced to the third level of Wu Zong?!"

its not right!

When they parted before, Yang Fan was still stuck in the realm of the first-level Martial Ancestor, so it’s only been half an hour since I saw him, and he’s actually a third-level Martial Ancestor. At this speed, even if he swallowed the ninth-level elixir, it’s impossible so fast?

"Ah, it's true!" Tian Feiyao noticed the fluctuation of Qi and blood on Yang Fan's body at this time, and congratulated Yang Fan softly: "Congratulations master, you have finally been promoted to the third level Wuzong!"

"Congratulations, cousin!"

"Congratulations master!"

Wang Zhe and Cui Hao congratulated Yang Fan at the same time, with sincere smiles on their faces.

"You can do it, kid. This speed is almost catching up with the old man! There is a future, and it is no problem to become a king and emperor in the future!"

Ren Qingzhi also congratulated Yang Fan, and at the same time, he did not forget to brag about himself.

"Thank you very much!" Yang Fan smiled and cupped his hands: "It's just a small breakthrough, compared with a few of you, it's really not worth mentioning!"

Yao Tianshun opened his mouth, wanting to ask Yang Fan what opportunity he got and why he broke through so quickly.

But when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them back.

No matter what the opportunity is, it is his own privacy. It is really impolite to ask so bluntly.

Moreover, as Yang Fan himself said.

No matter how fast he breaks through, he is only at the third level of Wu Zong. Compared with them, he is indeed still far behind.

only,

Thinking that Yang Fan had already reached the third level of Wu Zong at the age of eighteen, Yao Tianshun couldn't help but feel a little sour.

Back then, when he was 18 years old, he could even break through to the realm of a martial artist. Compared with Yang Fan's current cultivation level, he was definitely a piece of shit.

Although they seem to be much stronger than Yang Fan now, in fact, they have only lived 70 or 80 years longer than Yang Fan.

At this time.

The six of Fu Zhengqing also came back, sensing the fluctuation of Qi and blood on Yang Fan's body, Fu Zhengqing smiled knowingly, couldn't help but raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder: "Not bad, Young Master Fan, you have advanced again!"

"Master Fu, don't joke with the boy. I can't afford the word Fan Shao. Just call me Yang Fan."

Yang Fan was agitated by Fu Zhengqing's sudden statement about "Fan Shao". Although it sounded cool, why not be polite?

Yang Fan was so polite, Tian Buqi instantly felt very comfortable.

Take a look, the word Fan Shao can't be called by anyone, if Yang Fan didn't treat him as one of his own, Yang Fan would definitely be so polite to him when he called Yang Fan Shao.

What does being polite mean?

Politeness means unfamiliarity and identity. Yang Fan has never refused Tian Buqi to call him Fan Shao, which shows that Fan Shao has always regarded Tian Buqi as one of his own.

Because of the existence of extremely friendly favorability, Tian Buqi will unconsciously consider everything that affects Yang Fan from the direction of benefiting Yang Fan.

Now, just a matter of title, he was so moved that he almost burst into tears.

Monk Hua also nodded at Yang Fan. Although he was surprised by Yang Fan's breakthrough, he was not very surprised.

After all, they are now in the secret realm of martial arts, and the chances in the secret realm are irrelevant. It is not unusual at all for a first-level Martial Ancestor to break through to a third-level Martial Ancestor.

That is to say, Yang Fan has a special status, and he was escorted into the secret realm of martial arts by Fu Zhengqing and his party before he reached the master realm. Otherwise, under normal circumstances, no one under the Martial Sect would dare to easily enter the secret realm of martial arts, unless he was looking for death by himself.

The hundred times the pressure of gravity in the secret realm, even the fifth-level grandmaster would have a hard time resisting it. Warriors at the first-level and second-level grandmaster would be crushed to the ground as soon as they entered. Crushed, viscera turned into mud, and there was no chance to lie on the ground to take a breath.

But relatively speaking.

If someone blesses him, it is natural that the lower the level, the faster the cultivation base will be promoted, so Monk Hua is not very surprised at the speed of Yang Fan's cultivation base.

Martial Dao Secret Realm is a place full of adventures and opportunities.

However, what made Monk Hua feel strange and puzzled was Nanjiang Tian's attitude towards Yang Fan. It was really unexpected for him that they could agree to let the first day of their family worship Yang Fan as a teacher.

Could it be that even the Tian family of Nanjiang felt that Yang Fan's future achievements would definitely be far higher than Tian Feiyao's?

"The poor monk still said the same thing." Monk Hua looked at Yang Fan appreciatively: "The gate of Jinghua Wuhan University is always open for you!"

Yang Fan smiled and nodded his thanks again.

Seeing that Yang Fan was just thanking him politely, but never nodded in agreement, Monk Hua couldn't help shaking his head slightly. It seemed that this boy was determined to take the college entrance examination this year.

So he stopped persuading them, looked up at Yao Tianshun and the others, and found that they were all safe and sound, Monk Hua cupped his hands again to thank Fu Zhengqing and Tian Buqi.

Then, he glanced at the mountains of ferocious beast corpses piled up around him, and said worriedly: "The ferocious beast kingdom has lost so many high-level king realms at once, so it will definitely not let it go, and the periphery of this secret realm will be completely disturbed. "

"What are you afraid of?" Tian Buqi said nonchalantly, "The area outside the secret realm is vast and boundless. Unless you are particularly unlucky, how can it be so easy to encounter it?"

Monk Hua's mouth twitched.

Tian Laosi is deliberately mocking him, definitely!

In addition to this time, this is already the fourth group of native beasts that their Jinghua Military Team has encountered within half a day, and each time is more dangerous.

Teru Tian doesn't want to talk like this, aren't they already out of luck?

"Professor Hua's next plan?" Fu Zhengqing secretly praised Tian Buqi, and said softly to Monk Hua: "Why don't you just work with us? There are many people and strength. If we encounter similar dangers again, It’s not too passive, is it?”

"this……"

Monk Hua did not directly refuse like last time, but hesitated a little.

Fu Zhengqing's team really impresses him this time, its strength is ridiculously strong, and if they form a team, the safety factor is indeed much higher than if they work alone.

However, they are the source of disaster, are they there?

Yang Fan's portrait is still in his arms. If they hadn't caused a catastrophe in the Myriad Beast Tribe deep in the secret realm, how could Yang Fan have been wanted? A group of beasts in the King Realm?

To some extent, following them now, the chances of being besieged by ferocious beasts seem to be greater.

This group of people's ability to cause trouble is not inferior to their strength at all!

"Professor Yao, Professor Li, what do you think?"

Monk Hua whispered to Yao Tianshun and the others to ask where they were.

Yao Tianshun glanced at his colleagues around him, and responded softly to Monk Hua: "Looking at the current situation, it is the best policy to hold a group for warmth! Moreover, following them seems to make it easier to find opportunities!"

Yao Tianshun and other professors and lecturers also had corresponding guesses about the situation of the northwest guarding team, but even if they didn't follow Fu Zhengqing and his party, their own luck didn't seem to be very good.

Not to mention encountering fierce native beasts from time to time, all opportunities seem to be avoiding them. It has been a long time, and I have experienced many life and death crises, but I have not encountered any so-called opportunities.

Now, even these professors and lecturers who have never believed in evil have begun to doubt their own luck.

"Let's not say that they were able to take out six king-level talisman treasures at once, but let's just say that this kid Yang Fan has soared directly from the first level of Wu Zong to the third level of Wu Zong in only ten or twenty minutes of being separated from us. It is enough to prove that in the past ten minutes, they must have been favored by some opportunities again."

Monk Hua nodded slightly: "So, you mean to form a team with the Northwest Town Guard?"

"Ok!"

Seeing everyone nodding slightly, Monk Hua knew that these people were also frightened by these life-and-death crises, and couldn't help but want to hug their thighs.

Monk Hua raised his head and looked at Fu Zhengqing: "The two teams are united as one, so we can take care of each other, so let's do it, Captain Fu!"

As he said that, Monk Hua bowed his hands at Fu Zhengqing, which was considered to have recognized Fu Zhengqing's position as the leader of the captain, and agreed to the proposal of merging the Jinghuawu team into the Northwest Town Guard team.

"Wise decision, welcome to the team!"

Fu Zhengqing laughed, instead of being modest and courteous to Monk Hua, he directly extended his right hand to Monk Hua and said loudly, "Brother Hua, happy cooperation!"

"Captain Fu, happy cooperation!"

Monk Hua stretched out his right hand and clasped Fu Zhengqing tightly, and called Fu Zhengqing again Captain Fu, this time, it felt much more fluent.