All the six disciples were so excited that they were all excited, their eyes glowing red, staring at the soul refining pill in Yang Fan's hand.

Especially An Sheng and Mu Qianqian, they are spiritual thought masters, and their demand for soul refining pills is far greater than that of Chu Feiyun and others.

Originally, they had just obtained some soul refining pills from Yang Fan and even soul refining golden pills to improve their cultivation. After experiencing the promotion speed of using the soul refining pill, their desire for soul refining pills was extremely fierce, and they didn't know how to continue asking Yang Fan for it.

Now, Yang Fan started to clearly mark the price. As long as he hunted enough monsters, he could exchange it for the corresponding level of soul refining pill.

It's like a pie falling from the sky!

Although according to the current cultivation level of An Sheng and Mu Qianqian, if you want to change to the high-quality soul refining pill that is just suitable for them to take, all the monsters they need to hunt are monsters of the demon king and even monsters of the peak level of the demon king.

But as long as they think, these are nothing, okay?

The high-quality soul refining pills are now out of stock on the market. They are really priceless. Generally speaking, even if they have enough federal coins in their hands, they have nowhere to buy them.

Now Yang Fan is willing to take the initiative to provide them with soul refining pills, and only a certain number of demon cores can be exchanged for them. If it really comes down to the value, it would be a bargain. Is there any price?

Not to mention anything else, just this kind of sect benefits is enough to crush all the large gatekeepers and famous families in the Federation.

"Master is mighty!"

"We will obey the teacher's order!"

The six little disciples responded loudly, and they were ready to go out of the city to hunt monsters now and come back to taste it with a soul refining pill.

"When hunting monsters, you must act within your ability, and put your own safety first. The master does not want the disciple he just accepted, but in a blink of an eye it will become the Chinese food of the demons outside the city."

Yang Fan told him softly, fearing that these small trumpets would be fooled and that they would be greedy and give them to the monsters as snacks.

"Master, don't worry, we can save it! Even if you want to go out of the city to hunt monsters, you will go in groups and will never mess around."

Chu Feiyun and the other two nodded cautiously.

Compared with the two advanced spiritual masters An Sheng and Mu Qianqian, they are just level 3 and level 4 rookies who are just level 3 and level 4 of martial artists, the most important thing to pay attention to when hunting monsters out of the city.

After all, a spiritual minder can not only fly for a long time, but also be good at mental interference. Even if he encounters a strong enemy, even if he is a flying monster, he can still escape.

Unlike these qi and blood warriors, who can only stay in the air for a short time, and when they encounter monsters, it is difficult to run away if they encounter monsters.

"Cousin." Wang Zhe suddenly spoke out and looked at Yang Fan: "I never knew what the name of your sect is?"

After this journey, Yang Fan accepted seven or eight or nine disciples, but he never heard him mention the name of the sect, which was a bit strange.

"Yes, our sect doesn't seem to have a formal title." Yang Fan was stunned, slapped his hands and said loudly: "I just said it, I always feel that there is something missing. I have been making trouble for a long time, and it turns out that's it!"

Yang Fan had never thought about this problem before. After all, he didn't accept many apprentices, and there were only a few kittens, which was not worth a single hand in total. It was not worth thinking about a sect name.

But now, it seems a little different.

Because of accident, Yang Fan's apprentices had reached ten, and as a master, he had already had eleven people.

Although there are still not many eleven people, they are already considered small-scale. If there is no unified title, it seems to be somewhat detrimental to increase the sense of belonging and centripetal force of these disciples.

Yang Fan didn't care much about the sense of belonging, but the centripetal force of the sect is an excellent thing. Whether Yang Fan can lie down and upgrade in the future and whether he can reach the peak of his life is the centripetal force of the sect.

Hearing Yang Fan's words, everyone's mouth twitched.

You don’t even have the name of the sect, so you started to take apprentices here and even set the rules and benefits of the sect seriously?

Do you want to have such a joke?

Mu Tianqing and Zhu Huanan were both stunned and looked at Yang Fan in a little incredible way.

In recent times, Yang Fan has improved rapidly in his cultivation, and he has also possessed a series of extremely rare special abilities such as healing techniques, formation masters, beast trainers, etc.

They thought that behind Yang Fan, there would definitely be an extremely powerful sect or a powerful person to rely on. Yang Fan also obtained the corresponding inheritance skills, so he had such a magical encounter.

But, now it seems that this is not the case.

The inheritance of the sect is not a joke.

If Yang Fan really obtained the martial arts and martial arts inherited from other sects, then he would have formed a cause and effect with others.

It’s a bit unreasonable to start a self-created sect like the one who starts the business and creates it. If it’s not good, it will cause a huge disaster.

"Boy Yang Fan, you can accept disciples, but this is not a joke to start a sect."

Zhu Huanan frowned slightly and looked at Yang Fan.

"Tell me honestly, before this, have you received inheritance and favors from other sects, or have you received guidance from some secret masters?"

"If so, before you start a sect, it is best to seek other people's opinions first, so as not to end up being taboo and parting in a bad mood."

Mu Tianjing also nodded slightly beside him, which was very equivalent to Zhu Huanan's statement. At the same time, she was also very curious about who and what force was standing behind Yang Fan.

If an ordinary high school student in a remote small city is able to train an ordinary genius in a remote city to become a genius who is no less than that of the genius children in big cities such as Beijing and even the Federal Central City, such a force must not be underestimated.

"There is no power, and there is no old man." Yang Fan shook his head directly. All these in front of him were considered his own people, so there was no need to get any more tiger skin.

"I can achieve such a minor achievement today thanks to the hard training of all the teachers of the South China Martial Arts School, coupled with my personal little effort, and I woke up a little late, but it is still a good talent."

Yang Fan humbly put gilds on his face.

He didn't brag at all. There was indeed no messy hidden power behind him, nor was there any legendary mysterious master or the old man of White Beard.

In addition to the system's small help, the system is more important to achieve his own efforts.

Thinking about how to get more qi, blood and skill experience over the past period, he kept staying up late to watch the master performing martial arts, and kept hunting monsters of all levels. He was really hardworking.

But now it's fine.

Yang Fan looked at the precious apprentices standing in front of him with relief. With so many small trumpets, he finally became more relaxed in the future.

Especially the idea of ​​the master task he just thought of was simply amazing. Just pay a little soul refining pill that is nothing to him, so that these trumpets can continue to hunt monsters like chicken blood, and then continuously improve their qi and blood experience.

It’s absolutely possible to upgrade while sitting!

"Let's do it." Yang Fan thought for a moment, smacked his lips, glanced at the apprentice in front of him, and said, "Since our sect was established in Xichu City, and I am deeply taught by the South China Martial Arts School, and I cannot forget my roots."

"So I decided that our sect is called Demon Destroy Sect. The purpose of the sect is to kill all the demons in the world and give the human race a bright world!"

Demon Destruction Sect!

The murderous aura is very consistent with Yang Fan's usual hatred attitude towards the demon clan.

Kill all the demons in the world and give the human race a bright world!

The slogans were shouted loudly and very excited.

However, does the name of the Demon Destroy Sect have any causal relationship between Xichu City and the South China Martial Arts School that have been talking to you for a long time?

Zhu Huanan looked at Yang Fan speechlessly. Yang Fan said it very lively in the first few words, and even pushed Xichu City and the South China Martial Arts School to the position of rebirth of his parents.

As a result, the name of the sect has no connection with Xichu City and the South China Martial Arts School, which is really exciting.

"Demon Destroy Sect?!"

Mu Tianqing narrowed her eyes and thought for a long time, but she couldn't find any memory of the Demon-Destroying Sect. In other words, this is not the name of an ancient sect. He had never heard of such a sect in the federation before.

"Is this name really just taken out by Yang Fan casually? There is really no other hidden power or peerless power behind him?"

Mu Tianqing shook her head slightly. She didn't believe such inferences very much. Because it was hard for her to believe that since she was a child, she could not rely on herself and rise up without relying on her in a remote small town like Xichu City with a scarce resource.

Even if his talent is outstanding and without sufficient resources to support him, he will never reach the level of a master before he is eighteen years old.

Ansheng is a good example.

As the grandson of the first spiritual master of the Federation, Ansheng's talent for spiritual cultivation has been outstanding since childhood.

However, with Anle's accidental death and the An family gradually declined, Ansheng followed Andao from a young age, and finally had to hide in a remote area like Xichu City.

Without the resources of cultivation and the teachings of experts, and having only spiritual talents, isn’t you still stuck in the realm of first-level spiritual thoughts?

And Yang Fan's sudden rise was definitely not for no reason, but he didn't seem to want outsiders to know about it.

"Demon Destroy Sect! Demon Destroy Sect! This name is good, it sounds like a big boost!"

Wang Zhe recited the name of the sect twice in a row, clenched his fists vigorously, and looked a little excited, which seemed to be very consistent with Yang Fan's idea of ​​destroying demons.

He is worthy of being his cousin. No matter when, he never forgot the relatives they were destroyed in Yancheng. He always thought about hunting more monsters and avenging his relatives and friends!
Chapter completed!