Chapter 4032: humiliation!

How could Mu Zhengyang dare to ask for Wang Fan's reward, so he refused directly.
As strong as Shen Bao, he couldn't breathe under pressure, and now a stronger Wang Fan came.
If he dares to ask for a reward, he is afraid that Wang Fan will turn his face.
After all, the monks are ruthless, who knows what Wang Fan really means? Is he deliberately testing, or is he sincere?
Mu Zhengyan didn't dare to gamble, because once the bet was lost, the Mu family would be over.
When Wang Fan saw Mu Zhengyang's expression, he smiled and didn't say much.
He directly grabbed a space ring and sent it into Mu Zhengyang's hands: "Brother Mu, I can only pay so much now, and I hope you don't feel too little."
"But I can guarantee that if I can pass the selection of the Holy Palace smoothly, I will definitely compensate you Mu Family more."
Wang Fan's remarks are from the sincerity, because he doesn't like to owe others.
Hearing what Wang Fan said, and looking at Wang Fan's expression, he felt that Wang Fan didn't seem to be testing him, so he took the space ring carefully and nodded: "You're welcome, Junior Brother."
Next, Wang Fan stayed in Mu's house.
The selection of the Holy Palace is a major event, and many cities attach great importance to it.
And to participate in the selection of the Holy Palace, in addition to the names of those big family forces themselves, everyone else must pass the selection of the City Lord's Mansion.
Therefore, the selection of the Holy Palace has not yet begun, and it is still in the selection stage of the City Lord's Mansion.
Of course, the selection of the City Lord's Mansion is also coming to an end.
Wang Fan didn't pay attention to the outside world, he just told Mu Zhengyang, and just told him at the beginning of the selection of the palace.
Mu Zhengyang naturally didn't dare to violate Wang Fan's meaning, and he didn't even dare to disturb Wang Fan, so Wang Fan was very relieved in his cultivation.
In a blink of an eye, half a month has passed. During this half a month, Wang Fan has been practicing martial arts.
He picked up the Celestial Slash again and made some improvements.
With his current cultivation base, as well as the control of the gods and power, it is enough to create martial arts.
Just creating his own martial skills is much more difficult than improving the martial skills, so he improved the Celestial Slash.
After all, Tianshen Slash was also one of his trump cards at the beginning, and he was very handy in using it, and he had already mastered it well.
In this case, it is naturally not difficult to improve.
Wang Fan's improved Celestial Slash was naturally extremely powerful.
All three cuts came out, and according to Wang Fan's estimation, it was no weaker than the power of the fifth style of the eighth style of the godsword.
If the explosive power is strong enough, even stronger.
This is enough for Wang Fan.
After all, Celestial Slash is an explosive martial skill, and it doesn't need too much brewing at all.
In fact, he also wanted to improve the Eight Form of Excalibur, but it was a little difficult to improve.
Even if he studied for a few days, he just shortened the gestation time a little bit.
On this day, Wang Fan was practicing, and Mu Zhengyang suddenly came to Wang Fan's courtyard.
Wang Fan opened his eyes, looked at Mu Zhengyang, and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Mu, what, the selection of the holy palace has begun?"
Mu Zhengyang shook his head: "That's not true, but the rules for the selection of the Holy Palace have been changed a bit. In the past, all of our families with quotas were able to directly participate in the selection of the Holy Palace."
"But this time, I don't know why. Before the selection of the Holy Palace, the City Lord's Mansion still needs a screening. Today is the day of screening."
Mu Zhengyang looked at Wang Fan with a nervous voice.
Because he was afraid that Wang Fan would be unhappy when he heard the news, which would embarrass him.
Originally, with the peace of mind for the past half month, his senses towards Wang Fan were much better, and he was not as nervous as before.
After all, Wang Fan didn't put pressure on his Mu family, nor was he as arrogant as Shen Bao. First he seriously injured his grandson Mu Shan, and then asked his granddaughter Mu Rou to be with him.
It's just that now, this can't directly participate in the selection, but still needs to be screened, and he doesn't know if Wang Fan will be angry.
"Screening?" Wang Fan couldn't help being stunned when he heard the words, but he didn't care too much.
To him, it doesn't matter if this screen is not screened. Because his purpose is to join the Holy Palace through selection.
Under this circumstance, if you can't even pass the screening before participating in the selection of the Holy Palace, how can you still talk about joining the Holy Palace?
Wang Fan looked at Mu Zhengyang and smiled: "It's okay, just filter. You take me over and I will participate."
Hearing this, Mu Zhengyang couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. The look in Wang Fan's eyes was even more grateful.
Wang Fan didn't care too much about Mu Zhengyang's gratitude. In his opinion, this is what he should do.
After all, it was he who used the Mu Family's quota, which owed the Mu Family love, and the Mu Family did not owe him.
When Wang Fan walked out of the courtyard, he soon saw Mushan and Murou.
Mu Shan and Mu Rou looked a little cautious when facing Wang Fan, and the eyes that looked at Wang Fan also had some fear.
Wang Fan can also understand the mentality of the two. If he thinks from another position, he will have this mentality when facing a great emperor or a powerful saint.
A group of four quickly set off, and two hours later, they arrived at the City Lord's Mansion.
When they arrived at the City Lord's Mansion, the City Lord's Mansion had gathered more than one hundred monks.
The auras on the more than one hundred cultivators are very powerful, and even many of them still have blood aura, apparently they have just killed someone.
They are all strong men selected from Qianshui City these days, and they are monks who represent Qianshui City to participate in the selection of the Sacred Palace.
Wang Fan looked at these people and found that their cultivation bases were very balanced.
Thirty-three on the seventh floor of the Xiandi, thirty-three on the eighth floor of the Xiandi, and thirty-four on the ninth floor of the Xiandi.
Obviously, this is a monk who has only taken these three realms.
Watching this scene, Wang Fan couldn't help but frown slightly. He hadn't heard that he had to cultivate at least the seventh level of the Immortal Emperor to be able to participate in the selection of the Sacred Palace.
Could it be said that the selection rules of Thousand Waters City are different from Wutian City.
Of course, Wang Fan didn't ask much, because he had already seen that there were still many monks behind the hundred monks.
Mu Zhengyang pointed to those people and said, "They are all members of the major families in Qianshui City. They are the same as my Mu family, and they all need to participate in the screening."
After speaking, he pointed to the hundred monks again: "The screening rules are the monks recommended by the major families to challenge those monks selected through the City Lord's Mansion."
"As long as your cultivation base is not higher than the challenger and defeat the opponent, you can pass the screening smoothly."
Mu Zhengyang's explanation was very detailed, and Wang Fan could understand it.
He nodded, and said nothing.
At this moment, a middle-aged man in a Chinese suit suddenly walked over and looked at Mu Zhengyang with a smile and said:
"Oh, isn't this Brother Mu? Is it possible that your Mu Family will participate in the selection of the Holy Palace? I was still thinking about using your Mu Family's quota to use it."
When Mu Zhengyang saw this man, his face was extremely ugly.
Wang Fan even clearly felt that in his eyes, there was also a hidden murderous intent. But that trace of killing intent was quickly concealed by him.
He looked at the middle-aged man and squeezed a smile, and said, "It turned out to be Brother Pang. If it is in previous years, if you want to use my Mu family, I naturally have no objection. But this time, I am really embarrassed."
When the middle-aged man heard this, there was a chill in his eyes.
He was about to speak, but a young man behind him suddenly stood up.
The young man was not at all polite, and pointed at Mu Zhengyang's nose when he came out:
"Mu Zhengyang, the quota for your wooden household is a waste! In my opinion, you should give me the quota. I am willing to give you 10,000 gods and spirit stones."
With that said, he glanced at Wang Fan and Mu Shan Murou brothers and sisters with disdain, and without waiting for Mu Zhengyang to reply, he threw down 10,000 gods and spirit stones.
Wow!
Ten thousand divine spirit stones fell on the ground instantly, instantly attracting everyone's attention, and the sound was extremely loud.
Mu Zhengyang looked at this scene, his complexion instantly pale, even Mu Shan Murou, his face pale in anger.
This is obviously humiliation!