Chapter 1152: Old acquaintance Jack Ma

"Dian Master Lin, it's been a long time since I said goodbye. Three hundred years have passed."
Yang Fan clasped his fists in return and nodded, without the slightest impression of the immortal emperor.
"Yes, it is more than 300 years for you, and less than 50 years for me."
Lin Xuantian laughed. The time velocity difference between the upstream continent and the downstream continent was about fifteen times, and Yang Fan basically spent the time in the upstream continent.
"Well, Brother Yang, why can't I see through your realm, is it possible that you have already broken through to the Golden Immortal of Da Luo?"
Lin Xuantian was no more than the Taiyi Golden Immortal, so naturally he couldn't see through Yang Fan's cultivation.
Yang Fan smiled slightly and didn't intend to explain, but in this way, he was tacitly acquiescing what Lin Xuantian had said.
"Congratulations, I actually took the lead in reaching Daluo, but I'm fast too, thanks to the pill that Brother Yang gave me."
"What benefit did you get?"
At the beginning, Yang Fan wanted to collect the materials for refining the Boundary Breaking Talisman and the Void Junction Talisman, but he didn't have any contacts, and he didn't know how much time it would take to collect it. So forced to return to the earth soon, Yang Fan ventured to find Lin Xuantian and asked him to hand over the red pill pill that could poison the saint to the lord of the alchemist temple, that is, the old monarch.
Now that the Boundary Breaking Talisman and the Void Junction Talisman have been refined, Yang Fan is lying quietly in the system package, leaving Yang Fan to find the weak place in the Celestial Immortal Realm to use.
"Thanks to you, I have obtained a lot of cultivation resources. That time I went to the Upper Continent, and I was promoted to become an eighth grade alchemist."
Speaking of this, Lin Xuantian also pointed to the black 8-Rank Alchemist badge on his chest.
"Not only that, I am already an elder in the main hall of the temple, but I temporarily turned it off."
When Yang Fan heard it, his expression was slightly shocked, and he asked.
"Why do you want to push it away, in the main hall, it will be of great benefit to your alchemy level."
"It's not because of you. I know that you are going to represent the Murong family to participate in the conference in a hundred years' time, and specifically apply to the main hall to serve after the conference is over. Let me tell you one more thing. Originally, the venue of the conference was not here. Because I am the only 8-rank alchemist in the entire Lower Continent, those people deliberately chose to be in Beizhou City in order to curry favor with me."
Yang Fan smiled slightly, he heard a sigh from Lin Xuantian's tone.
"Let's go, it's about to start."
Yang Fan glanced at the sun and found that there was only less than an hour left before noon.
"Oh, I almost forgot, come with me."
The group followed Lin Xuantian to enter. In addition to Yang Fan's moving, there was also a man with an ordinary appearance in the crowd. He was a clone of Yang Fan, a pharmacist who represented Xian Wuzong at the pharmacist conference.
Entering the branch hall, the huge platform in the square is printed in front of everyone's eyes. There are neatly arranged tables on the platform, and this table represents the position of an alchemist.
At these tables, except for a few, there are alchemists, either standing or sitting cross-legged, closing their eyes and meditating, or watching with pills in hand, and holding Buddha's feet temporarily.
Obviously, this place has been remodeled not long ago. In addition to the platform, there are seats around the circle. These are the seats of spectators. Now they are full of people, and some are standing in empty places.
It is conservatively estimated that at least four to five million people came to watch the game.
With the arrival of Yang Fan and his party, most of the people's gazes swept over everyone unscrupulously. Most of them stayed on Sun Yunzhu and Chen Shuyue, their gazes were extremely aggressive.
Hum!
Yang Fan frowned, and a trace of the coercion of the Immortal Emperor Realm was released, directly pressing those people to kneel on the ground, and then quickly converged.
The sudden change caught everyone off guard, and after realizing that he might have offended the strong, he hurriedly withdrew his attention.
"It looks like it's us."
Lu Ye looked around and found that there were only two empty seats on the platform, and the location was relatively remote, belonging to the edge of the platform.
Generally speaking, the first place that everyone can see is the center and the edge area. If there is no high-level performance, it is difficult to be observed.
"This is normal. You Murong Family and Xian Wuzong are the last to arrive. It's already a good place to have a place. If it is not due to the rules of the conference, you can't start without complete people. It started half a day ago."
Lin Xuantian shrugged. As the main judge of this conference, he could not even use his relationship to change the positions of Yang Fan and the clone.
"It's okay, it's the same everywhere."
Yang Fan waved his hand and was about to go up to the platform, but a familiar voice came from the judge seat.
Turning his head to look, Yang Fan saw a familiar person, Ma Yun of the Ma family, the super rich second generation he had met at the auction near the secret realm of the Fairy God Battlefield in the Lower Continent.
"Brother Ma, long time no see, your strength has improved."
Yang Fan greeted Ma Yun while walking towards the competition platform.
"Yeah, the last time I left in the secret space, I haven't seen you for decades. I heard that you went to the Upper Continent?"
Ma Yun was wearing a dark green dress and a red cloak on his tie, with fluffy monster fur on it.
"It seems that your news is quite well-informed."
These words of Ma Yun revealed the powerful intelligence gathering ability of the Ma family.
"Not only these, at this conference, you have to be careful of the black hands of the Ren family."
Ma Yun intentionally or unintentionally counted on a gorgeously dressed woman with thick makeup not far away.
The woman's appearance in her thirties, her sharp eyes, swept over all the alchemists on the platform one by one, and when she saw Yang Fan, she paused specially.
"Ren's family? Never heard of it."
Yang Fan and the avatar arrived at their respective positions, and they didn't rush or slow down.
"The power of the Ren family is not weaker than that of my Ma family, and even to a certain level, my Ma family is still under the Ren family. In this pharmacist conference, the Ren family has already released bold words, saying that it will take the first place in the conference. First, for this reason, Ren Jia also bought out the person in charge of this conference, and he wants to do some tricks at the conference."
When saying these words, Jack Ma used the voice of divine consciousness.
"It's okay."
During the conversation between the two, Lin Xuantian gave a speech about the beginning of the conference, and with an order, the conference officially began.
There are a total of three levels in the conference. There are a total of three hundred participants. Each force can send up to three people to participate. There are no restrictions on the level of the alchemist and your own strength. Even if you have the ability, please use the holy alchemist. .