Master Xuantian carried his hands on his back, and a confident smile appeared on his young face.

In the mansion, Ye Fan, who was refining the alchemy, saw a light talisman floating, and his sword eyebrows flickered slightly. Before he could bounce it, a familiar voice came from it: "Little guy, I want to see you!"

Ye Fan immediately heard the voice, and it was the Venerable Xuantian who had cheated them over four million contribution points.

Ye Fan's face immediately became cold and he sneered: "Little guy? The little Tongxuan realm is worthy of being called this emperor? If I hadn't been practicing now, I would have gone out to remove the skin of you, a black-hearted man!"

"Want to see this emperor? Wait slowly!"

Ye Fan despised him and devoted himself to the alchemy. The red flames were beating in his palms. Each flame emitted a rich fragrance of pills that could be seen by the naked eye, which was the fifth grade pill.

Moreover, the elixir fragrance is of different colors and colorful. I don’t know how many elixirs he has refined?

Even if the ninth-grade alchemist sees his alchemy technique, he will be stunned and wish you could arrest him and study it.

One-minded and two-minded use is not a difficult task for alchemists with strong mental power. However, Ye Fan each has seven colors in his hands. Even if each color is a kind of elixir, the total number of elixirs is fourteen. If you want to refine elixirs at the same time, it is not possible. If you are not careful, you will be refined into a pile of elixirs.

Moreover, those monks must use alchemy furnaces to refine them. After all, how can they not refine so many elixirs? But Ye Fan did not have an alchemy furnace, but used his hands as the furnace. If it was spread, no one would believe it.

After Master Xuantian sent his message in, he stood with his hands behind his back, with a confident smile on his lips.

He believed that in less than a moment, Ye Fan would come out to greet him immediately. Although he could play a few moves with himself who had compressed his strength, his realm was here and his status was so precious. Even a disciple of the Great Perfect Yuandan Realm would be respectful when he saw him!

So he waited, and at this time the sky was originally You hour. When he waited until the Xu hour, it was soon Hai hour.

His eyes were staring at the closed door, his face getting ugly because he had not waited for the person he was waiting for.

And behind him, the disciples of the church who had lost their confidence and were about to leave were also waiting, waiting, waiting from You to Hai.

"Teacher, senior brother, what are the Venerables doing here?"

"Senior Brother, we have been waiting for almost three hours. What is the Venerable going to do?"

"Senior brother, why is the Lord standing there all the time?"

...

A disciple couldn't help but whisper. They had been waiting for a long time and were about to leave, but the Venerable was here, but they dared not leave. At the same time, they felt itchy and could only wait here!

"Yunjing, there must be his reason for the Venerable here. Let's continue to wait here!"

"The Venerable is a powerful man in the legendary realm. His cultivation is unfathomable. It is difficult for us to meet him on weekdays. What are you still dissatisfied with?"

"Shut up, the Venerable is a top-notch master who has refined the Taoist rhyme. Just looking at him, you can feel that he is connected to the breath of heaven and earth. We all look at it, but I don't know that it will be beneficial to us. If you are annoyed, leave first!"

...

People from other halls scolded them, in addition to the four halls of Bai Zhan Hall, Zhu Ri Hall, Wuji Hall, and Chi Yan Hall, there were three disciples of the hall. Some of them wanted to win over Ye Fan, and some wanted to catch the attention of the mansion, but the appearance of the venerable suddenly made them feel awe-inspiring, and they all stared at him and observed the breath around him.

The strong man in the legendary realm can communicate with the world with every move. With a slight wave, he can launch an attack comparable to a spiritual-level martial arts. With a blink of an eye, he can shatter a mountain. With such a strong man in front of him, how can they give up this opportunity to observe?

The other disciples also reacted and immediately stared at the Venerable. They saw that the spiritual energy around him formed a special cycle, floating out of his body, and drilling into his body. It was really mysterious and benefited them a lot in one go, so they simply sat down and watched him seriously.

The face of Master Xuantian was as gloomy as water. Although he had a young face, he had been practicing Taoism for more than fifty years, refining qi at the age of three, concentrating his mind at the age of ten, fifteen innate, twenty golden elixirs, and fifty innate, and fifty innate, and could be said to be a genius among geniuses.

No matter where you go, you are not respectful? Even if you have a better cultivation than you or have a grudge against you, you will greet you politely and not dare to neglect at all, but the mere innate realm of the innate realm dares to leave yourself here.

Do you really think that he is young and can take a few moves with him in the innate realm and his path will be further than him?

Innocence, he is so naive. He has been practicing Taoism for such a long time, and I don’t know how many geniuses have fallen. He kindly wanted to accept him as his disciple, but he dared not come out to like him? It’s so unreasonable!

"Is it possible that he is in seclusion?"

The more you think about it, the less you feel. Finally, I thought of a good excuse that I could accept.

It is not incredible for a monk to retreat. Some practitioners may go into retreat for three to five years. If Ye Fan is in retreat and does not worry about himself for a while, it is not unforgivable.

Thinking of this, he immediately calmed down and pondered: "Forget it, since you are in seclusion, then wait until you come out of seclusion!"

So he wrote another ball of light talisman and sent it in, which meant that Ye Fan would come out of seclusion and then look for him. Then his figure swayed like a big roc, with a breeze entrusted to him, and disappeared into the vast night in a blink of an eye.

"This, the Venerable is gone?"

"I finally mastered the flow rules of the elemental flow on the Venerable. If I give me a while, I will be sure to make a breakthrough, but why did the Venerable leave?"

"Senior brother, why did the venerable stand here all night?"

...

The strong men around were all confused. The dignified venerable stood here for three hours, and then left without a fight. What's the point of making a fuss?

Some people are both confused and regretful. What they regret is that when the Venerable was there, they were unable to grasp anything from him.

The Venerable is a powerful man in the legendary realm. He does not need to be taught by words. Just observing the flow of spiritual energy around his body can benefit them a lot, but they have wasted this opportunity in vain.

"The Venerable acts, I'm afraid we can't even understand even if we want to break our heads. Let's go first!"

The representative of the surrounding hall shook his head, then looked at the mansion deeply, and left slowly.

They all had a guess in their minds, would it be that the Venerable wanted to accept Ye Fan as his disciple? After all, Ye Fan's strength and qualifications were all there, but why did he not accept disciples, but sent a message talisman and stood outside? Could it be that he was hesitating about something?
Chapter completed!