"Master Sun!"
The Xinghuo Academy tutor folded his hands and smiled.
"you are?"
Yang Fan frowned and asked.
"In the next Spark Academy, the tutor Bailey City."
Bailicheng said in a very respectful tone, afraid that he would neglect Yang Fan.
"Oh?"
When Yang Fan remembered, it seemed that before meeting two Mahayana ghosts, he also encountered a group of Spark Academy academies and a girl. Yang Fan was more impressed by her, as if she was called Ma Xiaoli.
"Xinghuo Academy, I have heard, I still remember there is a girl named Ma Xiaoli in your academy."
Bailey was overjoyed when he heard it.
"Master Sun, is there such a student, the master knows her?"
Bailicheng thought in her heart that Ma Xiaoli was the best hub for bringing the relationship between Starfire Academy and Excalibur Gate closer.
"I can't talk about acquaintance. Are you looking for me?"
Yang Fan was a little impatient and waved his hand.
Seeing the vague impatience on Yang Fan's face, Bailicheng's heart suddenly tightened.
"Master Sun! That's the case. Recently, my Spark Academy is looking for several high-level alchemists as guests. I think you are the best choice."
"What if I refuse?"
Yang Fan looked at Baili City indifferently, his eyes cold.
Jokes, no good, who will go?
In fact, being targeted by Yang Fan in this way can only blame Bailey City himself. If he says in advance the benefits of hiring, he won't be ignored by Yang Fan.
"Master Sun, don't rush to refuse. Naturally, Spark Academy will not let you become a guest in vain. The dean is willing to pay you as the deputy dean."
"this one?"
Yang Fan was a little angry, and wanted to tie me up in a position with no real power. Yang Fan would never agree.
"amount."
Bailey's forehead was sweating, and his heart became nervous.
"Master Sun, this is of course not. Not only that, you can also enjoy the treatment of the dean, and you can use cultivation resources, pills, exercises, medicinal materials, etc. at will. You also know that you are given the position of dean for no reason. The elders in the academy, the mentors of the older generation will not agree, and the deputy dean is already the highest position he can bear."
"Moreover, you don't need to teach every day. It doesn't matter once a year or once every five years. As long as you like it, Spark Academy will never interfere."
"Look, how is this?"
Bailey City said cautiously.
Yang Fan raised his eyebrows, his heart moved a little.
"I will think about it."
Bailey City was excited and his body trembled.
"All right."
Seeing what Baili Cheng wanted to say, Yang Fan interrupted directly.
"I still have things to go."
"Master Sun walk slowly,"
Bailey bowed ninety degrees and bowed his hands again.
This exaggerated move caused many monks who looked around to stare.
Soon, the five members of Yang Fan took a small teleportation array and left.
But at this moment, Bailicheng suddenly thought of something and slapped it violently, cursing himself for not thinking about it and forgot to give Yang Fan the token to enter the Spark Academy.
Seeing that Yang Fan had already left, Bailey City thought for a while and had to turn around and line up again.
What Bailicheng didn't expect was that it was precisely because he didn't give Yang Fan a token to directly enter the Starfire Academy today, he almost missed Yang Fan from the Starfire Academy.
"I heard that right."
A monk in the line squeezed his face, and the pain caused him to call out.
"A mentor from Spark Academy is so respectful to a kid, why is this?"
An old man was unwilling in his heart, thumping his feet and shouting.
"Do you think that kid seems familiar?"
A gorgeously dressed young monk opened his mouth, with sword brows and eyes, white clothes like snow, standing in a pavilion, dashing and heroic.
"Very familiar? Don't think so."
Many monks in line were puzzled.
"I remember."
A childish voice came from the front.
Everyone looked and found that it was a teenager who was only a teenager.
"Boy, tell me, who is that kid?"
The one who spoke was a middle-aged man with a square beard exclusive to a head of state in a European country, he said solemnly.
This person was named Citler, and he was once a core disciple of a huge force, but one day, that force was destroyed by the enemy, and he was fortunate to escape.
After tossing, he came to the country of fire source and became a casual repairer.
He has a dream.
That is to build a powerful empire, flatten the five great nations, unify the entire Five Source Continent, and become the head of that powerful empire.
Therefore, when he heard that Yang Fan was so capable, his first idea was to make Yang Fan good, and then use his charm to let Yang Fan use it for himself.
The child was a little frightened, but due to the strong pressure of Citler, he had to speak.
"He is an inner disciple of the Divine Sword Sect, and an eighth rank pharmacist. I once met him at an alchemy meeting held by the pharmacist union.
As soon as this remark came out, the scene exploded.
"Eight-Rank... Alchemist..."
"He is still an inner disciple of the Divine Sword Sect! How could he be an inner disciple? With his alchemy attainments, I am afraid this inner disciple is only a superficial disguise. I am afraid that his identity is already a core disciple."
Another old man covered his chest, his heart trembled.
If this were replaced by an ordinary old man on Earth, he would have died of myocardial infarction long ago.
At this time, the center teleportation array of Fengyuan City.
A medium-sized teleportation array lit up, emitting a dazzling light, the surrounding space was distorted, flashing, and five people appeared out of thin air.
It is the five people of Yang Fan.
Walking out of the teleportation array, Yang Fan closed his eyes and sensed the coordinates of the Divine Sword Gate.
However, it was discovered that although it could be sensed, the distance was too far, and the surrounding space law was too strong, and it was impossible to directly use Flying Thunder God to teleport to the Sword Gate, and the same was true of Shenwei.
"Let's go, there are still thousands of kilometers away, we need to fly over."
Just looking at the four of Jiang Jiamao, the strongest is only Jin Dan Qi.
With a distance of several thousand kilometers, it takes more than an hour to fly.
"Enter my divine space first."
The four of them were at a loss, and then their bodies twisted uncontrollably. When they recovered their eyesight, they appeared in a suspended space full of huge blocks of stones with a lion inside.
Jiang Jiamao looked around, his face suddenly pale.
"Demon beast in the Void Refining Period!"
The three Zhong Liyuan were shocked and couldn't afford the slightest strength to resist.
What made the four of them puzzled was that the lion only glanced at them for a while, then lay down again, changed its position, and took a nap.
Three minutes later.
An object breaking through four hundred times the speed of sound flew towards the direction of the Divine Sword Gate and stopped in front of the great formation of the Divine Sword Gate.
After about a few tens of seconds, a huge sonic boom came.
"Who came from?"
On the top of the mountain, several disciples in front of Zongmen shouted subconsciously.
Whoosh!
Yang Fan passed through the mountain protection formation without hindrance, and came to a few people.
