Chapter 4549: four pavilions

Murong Xuan stared blankly at Wang Fan, no one knew how angry she was at the moment.
What kind of is this, even if it is a monster on the top 100 list, isn't it amazing?
Not to mention the ranking of seventy-nine, even if it is the guy who ranks first, no matter how evil it is, he is only the peak of the Holy Emperor, but he has great potential.
If this life cannot break through the realm of the gods, it is still meaningless.
You must know that the evildoer on the top 100 list, no matter who it is, only has a position within five hundred years after you are on the top 100 list.
If you can't break through to the realm within five hundred years, then this monster on the top 100 list will have no meaning at all, and will no longer be feared and respected by those who are strong in the realm.
It is precisely because Wang Fan has just entered the top 100 list that he will receive such attention.
If five hundred years later, he is still the pinnacle of the Holy Emperor, even if he ranks first, it will not make any sense.
Five hundred years is enough for ordinary evildoers to break through to the realm of gods, not to mention the evildoers on the top 100 list.
Wang Fan ignored Murong Xuan. After speaking, he was too lazy to pay attention to him, so he turned his head and left.
He needs to go back to practice for a while, and then think of a way to see if he can go to the Lingtian Peak.
As for Wu Lan's affairs, Wang Fan has no idea for the time being, because compared to revenge for murder, it is more important to find Yin Baiyi.
After all, people can kill at any time, but things are hard to find.
Whether he was doing Wu Lan secretly, or beheading the other party in the battle of life and death, there would be trouble.
The only difference is that the former is more troublesome.
After all, the Profound Realm God, no matter where he is, is no longer a Chinese cabbage.
Even though on the surface, the Profound Realm Gods in Huangtian City were as numerous as dogs, but in fact, compared to the huge number of cultivators in the entire city, there were still only a handful of Profound Realm Gods.
The higher the cultivation base, the more difficult it will be to improve. This is inevitable.
Seeing that Wang Fan was so disrespectful, Murong Xuan did not continue to pester Wang Fan, but stared at Wang Fan.
She was thinking that one day, she must clean up this guy severely.
But at this moment, Wang Fan, who had already stepped up the mountain with one foot, suddenly turned his head and said with a smile: "What did you just say, you want to make friends with me?"
Murong Xuan looked at Wang Fan without speaking.
Wang Fan added: "I'm sorry, I was the one who lost my temper just now. It's a pleasure to meet you."
He was speaking in clichéd vernacular, and his heart was also very depressed.
Because just now, Yin Baiyi told him that the woman in front of him was a bit complicated. If he could make friends, he would have the opportunity to go to Lingtian Peak.
When Wang Fan just heard Yin Baiyi's words, his heart was extremely broken.
Big sister, why didn't you say it earlier, I've already made it so stiff, and you just said it, isn't this playing people?
However, Yin Baiyi said apologetically that she was also cultivating before, and now she knows what happened outside.
Wang Fan was also very helpless about this, but after thinking about it, he had no choice but to decide to listen to Murong Xuan first.
"You, what do you mean?" Murong Xuan's eyes couldn't help but widen, she looked at Wang Fan with surprise, her eyes were incredible.
She almost wanted to scold you, you have a sick mind, but in the end you held back.
Wang Fan smiled and said, "I lost my temper just now. If Senior Sister doesn't mind, you can talk to the top."
Murong Xuan glanced at Wang Fan blankly, shook her head, and turned to leave.
Wang Fan touched his forehead helplessly.
He didn't go to save Murong Xuan, but turned around and went back to the cave.
For him, Murong Xuan was just a line, and it was possible to bring him into Lingtian Peak. Whether the other party could bring him in or not, and whether he was willing to bring him in, was still a matter of choice.
Therefore, since the other party does not give face, there is no need for him to post it.
He Wang Fan is not that kind of person.
The three days passed quickly, and the fourth day was the day when the newly admitted academy was assigned to the courtyard.
In Huangtian Temple, there are four pavilions in total, Tianfeng Pavilion, Tianlang Pavilion, Jiange Pavilion, and Huangtian Pavilion.
There is no doubt that among the four pavilions, Huangtian Pavilion is the strongest.
And every student in the temple has to choose which pavilion he is about to join in order to enter the pavilion to practice.
Of course, entering the pavilion for cultivation is not compulsory, it depends entirely on personal wishes.
The reason for requesting to choose a cabinet has already involved the factional disputes in the temple.
As the saying goes, where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and Huangtian Temple is no exception.
How many people can be accommodated in each pavilion, and how many powerful people with talent and potential can be cultivated, will strengthen its own power invisibly.
In the central square of Huangtian Temple, when Wang Fan arrived, other students had already arrived.
At this moment, those people gathered in groups of three or five, whispering and communicating with each other.
"Look, Wang Fan is here."
"This Wang Fan, who defeated Xuan Jiu that day, deserves to be a monster on the top 100 list."
"Hmph, what happened to the top 100 list, and what happened to Xuanjiu, the holy emperor is only a holy emperor after all, it is not certain whether he can break through the realm of gods in this life."
Although those cultivators are already in the realm of gods, but here, they are the lowest existence, so they can't help but feel a little envious and jealous.
Wang Fan ignored those people, but went straight to a separate place and stood still.
However, just as Wang Fan stood still, a cultivator came over.
This guy was smiling and Wang Fan didn't know him either, but the others couldn't help but exclaimed.
"Nangonglong, it turns out to be the Nangonglong of the Nangong family. Could it be that he is also here to recruit Wang Fan?"
"Hey, doesn't he know that Wu Lan was rejected a few days ago, and he was humiliated badly?"
"Wu Lan? Can he be compared with Nangong Long? What's more, Nangong Long's arrival today is definitely not for the Nangong family to recruit Wang Fan, but for Tianfeng Pavilion."
"That's right, that Wu Lan is from the Tianlang Pavilion. If Wang Fan offends him, he will definitely not enter the Tianlang Pavilion. In this way, he can only enter the Tianfeng Pavilion."
While everyone was talking, Nangong Long had already walked up to Wang Fan.
He smiled slightly at Wang Fan, and said with a very graceful hand: "This fellow Daoist should be Wang Fan, right? I am Nangong Long, a student of Tianfeng Pavilion, and I have long admired the name."
Wang Fan glanced at him and was about to speak, when Yin Baiyi's voice came from his ear: "Nangonglong, someone from the Nangong family?"
Yin Baiyi's voice was not loud, but there was hatred in his tone.
Wang Fan was stunned, and quickly asked, "Is this your enemy again?"
Yin Baiyi's response was very simple: "Yes."
Wang Fan is about to have a big head, why are there enemies everywhere.
Could it be that he was able to kill all the strong second generation of Huangtian Divine Institute?
With this thought in mind, a faint smile appeared on Wang Fan's face: "Senior brother, you're welcome."
Nangonglong was a little surprised when he saw that Wang Fan's attitude was not bad, but at the same time he felt a lot more comfortable.
He was about to speak when another person walked towards Wang Fan.