Ye Fan followed Xiao Chen into the inner courtyard of Xuanhuang Sect. The spiritual energy here is more than twice as strong as before. The other people's faces were filled with excited smiles. Ye Fan noticed that the people Xiao Chen found were only seventeen or eighteen years old, but they all had the ninth level of Qi Refining Realm. The strongest among them is the cultivation level in the early stage of Qi Refining Realm. Baidu, more beautiful.

Xiao Chen brought them to a row of exquisite houses, which were about twenty square meters, and were bigger than the previous wooden house. Xiao Chen said: "This is the genius class of Xuanhuang Sect. The resources you get here are not as good as those outside, but there is more spiritual energy. Of course, this is only temporary. If you cannot break through the state of concentration in a short period of time, you will be driven out. I hope you can work harder!"

When he said this, his eyes fell on Ye Fan and Ye Quan, but he didn't say anything else and turned around and left.

Ye Fan and Ye Quan bowed respectfully behind him. Xiao Chen didn't know their strength, but he took them with him. He was arrogant and unreasonable in the eyes of others, but he was a person who valued kindness from beginning to end. Everything he did was to repay Ye Tianlong's kindness.

"That's great, this is the inner courtyard? So we are quasi-inner disciples of Xuanhuang Sect?"

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"Tsk, what's this? I'm only eighteen years old now, and I'm in the early stage of the Concentration Realm, and I'll definitely be even better than him!"

After Xiao Chen left, all the people he brought were excited. A disciple who was already in the early stage of the Concentration Realm looked even more arrogant and did not take Xiao Chen seriously at all.

"Hehehe, look, there are a few more idiots!" Several sarcasm sounded suddenly, and the boy looked in surprise and saw someone sitting under the big tree around the wooden house. Those people were sitting cross-legged under the big tree, and there were several small tents not far from the big tree.

Those people were only in their early twenties and looked at the most arrogant boy, who was the early stage of the Concentration Realm, and sneered: "Boy, what are you? Do you dare to compete with Senior Brother Xiao Chen?"

"Hehe, when Senior Brother Xiao Chen was at the ninth level of Qi Refining Realm, he dared to challenge the Concentration Realm. He dared to compete with the Concentration Realm in the early stage of the Concentration Realm. In less than a year, he became a famous disciple of Xuanhuang Sect. His status was even equivalent to that of the Innate Realm Elder of the Outer Sect. How dare you say you want to surpass him?"

"You should stop thinking about it. Hurry up and find a tree to sit down and practice. I came in with him back then. I was only seventeen years old at that time, but I was also in the state of concentration. I also thought of being the first, but now I can only live in a tent!"

The young man was completely confused and pointed to the rows of exquisite row houses and said, "Why do you need to set up a tent? Are these houses not occupied?"

Those people seemed to hear some shocking joke, and they raised their heads and laughed, looking at him mockingly. Baidu, more beautiful.

"Of course the house is for people, but it is not for you. Those who live here are all people in the late stage of the Concentration Realm, or even those above the small extreme position. If you want to move in, you must defeat one of them. For the challenger, the owner of the row house cannot refuse, but life and death are based on fate. If you don't have the fate, just go!"

"I advise you to be honest and don't think about any house or tent. The number is limited, not many, not a small number. People in the tent are in the late stage of the Concentration Realm. Although you are practicing under the tree, the spiritual energy here is several times better than other places. After breaking through the Concentration Realm, you can stay here, otherwise you will still dare to drive it out!"

"Okay, don't talk to these fools. In seven days, I'm afraid that the only one who can stay will be the idiot who breaks through the early stage of the Condensation Realm!"

After they finished speaking, the teenagers' faces looked extremely ugly and were completely stupid.

The only ones who can maintain their expressions are Ye Fan and Ye Quan. Ye Fan was disdainful. In his eyes, the realm of concentration is only slightly stronger than the realm of Qi Refining. Only the realm of innate is a watershed, while Ye Quan was not worried at all because he had already broken through the realm of concentration.

The two of them came to sit under a big tree with only one person. The young man had just recovered from his cultivation state and saw that one of them was carrying heavy swords and the other was carrying two bags. He was a little funny, "You two are new guys, aren't you?"

Ye Quan nodded, and the man sneered: "Then let me give you two a suggestion, don't sit here, I have a lot of trouble here, go to a remote tree, and what kind of spiritual medicine or magic core thing this kid should carry, right?" He glanced at Ye Fan's two bags. The fragrance of medicine and the smell of magic core in the bag could not be concealed at all. "You should find a place to hide it quickly, otherwise you will be forced to steal it by the people in the tent or terrace house and you will have nothing to say!"

As he said that, he suddenly covered his mouth and coughed violently. Ye Quan looked at him foolishly. When this guy coughed, his spiritual energy was leaked out uncontrollably. He actually had the strength of a small extreme position in the Concentration Realm. This could form a powerful force in Lingyun City. Who injured him?

"Senior brother, are you okay?" Ye Quan said caringly.

The young man waved his hand, "It's okay, you'd better leave quickly. If you break through the realm of concentration, I advise you not to stay in the genius class. It's better to go out and be an ordinary inner disciple than here."

Seeing Ye Quan confused, he explained to him helplessly: "Although the genius class has the best resources, the competition has always been strong, and the strong are strong. There are three courtyards behind the terrace house. Those three lofts are the best, and their spiritual energy is not inferior to the elders of the inner sect. However, among these three, except for Senior Brother Xiao Chen and Xiao, there are two people who are unreasonable. They like to win over power and plunder resources. These people have more resources than us, but they are still not satisfied. I just moved into the terrace house half a month ago, and they were seriously injured by them because they refused to hand over the elixir."

"But the sect doesn't care?" Ye Quan asked another stupid question, and Ye Fan shook his head helplessly.

The young man sneered: "It's very common for these things to happen in the genius class. We get the most resources and naturally suffer from cruel competition. But these bastards come to make trouble every few days and don't give me a chance to recover!"

During the conversation with the young people, they learned that the so-called tents, row houses, and attics behind the genius class were completely different. From the perspective of food, people under the tree could only take fasting pills every day, or go to find food for themselves. People in the tent could eat full spiritual rice, people in the tent could eat delicious foods made from flesh and blood of monsters, and they could also bring servants like housekeepers. People in the attic lived more luxuriously than them. As for how luxurious they were, the young people just envied that there could be three beautiful maids inside.

Then, a gorgeously dressed young man in the terraced house walked out, his eyes fell on Ye Fan and the others, pointing at the injured young man and sneered: "He Qintian, when did you accept these two little brothers?"

He Qintian frowned and snorted coldly: "Zhang He, come to me if you have any trouble. Please don't implicate them. They are all innocent."

The young man named Zhang He smiled contemptuously, "Come trouble for you? Are you worthy? Now I can kill you with just one finger!"

Then he swept to Ye Quan and Ye Fan, "You two, come and massage me for my back. If you are in a good mood, I can give you the leftover food tonight!"

Ye Fan's face turned cold and asked the Emperor to massage his back. He could also say this? However, Ye Fan looked at the terrace house behind the young man. The house was comfortable and warm, which was much better than the previous wooden house. "The house is good!"

Zhang He laughed proudly: "That's right, if you two serve me well, I can keep one of you as the butler. If you mess with me a little bit, I will kill you. Do you understand?" He paused, and his eyes turned into sharp swords, just like the master watching the servant who did something wrong.

Ye Fan looked at his sharp gaze without obstruction. How could he care about the ants' gaze?

He said softly: "I want your house, and the words you know the truth will disappear immediately!"

Zhang He smiled suddenly and stared at him with a sharp look, "Bastard, do you want to die, do you?"

"Hahaha, Zhang He took advantage of He Qintian's injury to challenge him half a month ago, and he was qualified for the terrace house. He had not lived in enough, but was actually challenged by a newcomer."

"It's over. Zhang He is narrow-minded. When he lived in a tent, he bullied us a lot. When he was still under a tree, he asked a freshman to wash his feet. The freshman refused and he directly crippled him. Now he has the late stage of the Concentration Realm, so this young man is probably dead."

"In the genius class, if you want to enter the row house, you have to challenge your original owner. This freshman is too crazy!"

When the people under the tree saw Ye Fan dared to have a tent when they saw that he was a newborn calf and was not afraid of a tiger. Even the people under the tree dared to have a tent because they couldn't afford to offend the people in the tent, and Zhang He was narrow-minded and angered him, he had no end.

But Ye Fan was not afraid. When Zhang He asked him to massage his back and massage his leftovers as a reward, he already regarded Zhang He as a dead person and gave the leftovers to the emperor. He treated him as a humble dog? If he did not kill him to establish his authority, how could he gain a foothold?

He raised his foot and walked towards the terrace house, and looked at Zhang He who was glaring at him at the door of the wooden house.

"Bastard, go to die!" Zhang He was furious and rushed towards Ye Fan like a tiger. His right hand was filled with spiritual energy, like a small sun, which was burning and dazzling, making people unable to open their eyes.

"Be careful!" He Qintian shouted.

"It seems that Zhang He really wants to kill that naughty Qing. He actually used Qingyang's hand. It seems that he has achieved a small success. Even the small extreme position in the Concentration Realm is no match."

"Yes, half a month ago, after He Qintian was injured, he was hit by Qingyang's hand. If he hadn't relied on his strong cultivation to resist, he would have been beaten to death by Zhang He long ago."

"Zhang He is a little over, he just beat a freshman to death, and it's nothing to him. Who asked him to live in a terrace house!"

The people living under the tree continued to watch the excitement and acted as the role of interpreting the emperor. In their eyes, Ye Fan was just a small ant that could be killed. Although the genius class had clear regulations, it was useless for their genius class.

The only person who is not worried is Ye Quan. He has seen Ye Fan's strength and is very confident in him. He is in the middle stage of the Concentration Realm. Ye Fan's cultivation must be above him. In his eyes, Zhang He opened his empty door and was easy to hide. He could break it with one sword and cut his hand, or take a step back and dodge. There was corresponding footwork in the sword technique given to him, so he was very confident in Ye Fan.

"Get aside and die!"

Ye Fan glanced at the fist that was coming, raised his hand disdainfully and blocked it on the other side. A trace of surprise flashed in Zhang He's eyes. Then he saw Ye Fan punching Zhang He's chest. This punch was dull, but when it hit him, it seemed that there were millions of waves rolling, and each weight hit his chest like a heavy hammer.

Zhang He flew out and rolled on the ground in a mess. Everyone who saw this scene was shocked and widened their eyes.

Zhang He was so angry that he wanted to get up from the ground, but the magnificent spiritual energy of his body kept beating the flesh and blood in his body. He spewed out a mouthful of blood on the ground, his eyes widened, and fell directly to the ground.
Chapter completed!