637: C637 Talk

C637 Talk

Who is he?

This question appeared in the minds of all the new disciples.

Some even couldn't help but ask.

In these two years, Senior Brother Helian, who had always kept a low profile, finally revealed his true strength today. The demeanor of a super first rate genius was fully displayed by Senior Brother Helian.

Especially when he broke through to the Innate Stage in the middle of a battle, and immediately grasped the Domain of Laws, his utilization of the Domain of Laws had reached perfection.

Such talent and talent was truly amazing, but at the same time, it was also extremely enviable.

However, it was precisely this outstanding Senior Brother Helian who was defeated by this unfamiliar young man.

In the current Nineteen Prefectures, who else had such strength?

Five Young Sovereigns?

Finally, a disciple from the previous generation spoke.

"He is... Yang Fan!"

Yang Fan!

When these two words fell into the ears of everyone, even the hearts of the new disciples couldn't help but tremble.

Three years of silence and the rise of countless geniuses in these three years had made many people forget about such a terrifying existence. They had forgotten the name that resounded throughout the Nineteen Prefectures!

"The number one genius of the Nineteen Prefectures!" Someone couldn't help but sigh.

Three years ago, Yang Fan was called the number one genius of Nineteen Prefectures. At the beginning, his strength was not as strong as Jiang Ke and the others.

However, whether it was Blood-eye Bodhi Pagoda, Rainbow Bridge, or the land of inheritance, he had killed the master of Grand Xia Dynasty.

Yang Fan's strength had increased rapidly during this process. In the end, he had become the strongest and most invincible existence amongst all Nirvana Stage warriors!

Now, after three years, Yang Fan had reappeared in the eyes of the world. The strength that he had displayed was still as shocking and terrifying as before!

In the crowd, Ma Qi's facial expression kept changing, but in the end, it turned into a bitter smile.

Even though the Nineteen Prefectures had changed tremendously during these three years, when he found out that the person he had provoked and scolded was Yang Fan... He also realized that he was the one who caused trouble for himself by humiliating himself.

Hertz Lianxu had already sheathed his sword. Although there were still traces of blood at the corner of his mouth, the Qi on his body was also very weak.

However, his eyes were very bright, as if there was a sword light flickering within them.

"Yang Fan, thank you for this battle!" Hertz Lianxu walked up to Yang Fan and thanked him sincerely.

After the battle just now, he knew Yang Fan better than anyone else. Even after breaking through to the Xiantian Realm, Yang Fan still hadn't used his full strength.

If Yang Fan had used all of his strength from the beginning, he would have been defeated in a single strike.

Not to mention, with the help of the pressure that Yang Fan gave him, he would be able to break through.

"If you want to say thank you, I have to thank you. You have been in seclusion for three years, and your bones are almost rusty. Competing with you makes me feel comfortable and refreshing that I haven't felt for a long time." Yang Fan said with a smile.

At this moment, an Innate Stage elder walked out and interrupted their conversation.

"Yang Fan, Bodhi Holy Lord has been waiting for you for three years. Since you have come out of your seclusion, follow me and meet him." What this Innate Stage elder said surprised Yang Fan.

Yem Nuo had been waiting for him in Great Profound Holy Land for three years. Could it be that there was something urgent?

Hertz Lianxu quickly said, "Yang Fan, you should hurry up and go. I have already broken through, so I need to go back and polish myself, so that I can exert my strength to the fullest extent."

Yang Fan nodded and followed the Innate Stage elder out of the place.

Looking at Yang Fan's back, the disciples who were left behind immediately burst into an uproar.

"Wah! He's Yang Fan! He's so handsome!" Some infatuated girls held their faces with both hands as they looked at Yang Fan's back. Their eyes seemed to be sparkling.

There were also hot-blooded teenagers who clenched their fists and waved them around. "From now on, Senior Brother Yang will be my role model. I must work hard to cultivate and fight with all the geniuses in the future!"

There were also teenagers who admired Yang Fan. They said excitedly, "Senior Brother Yang is our role model. I will follow Senior Brother Yang's footsteps and strive to step onto the extraordinary road with him in the future!"

After seeing Yang Fan's strength, no one present doubted that Yang Fan would be able to step onto the extraordinary path in the future.

At this moment.

Yang Fan stood outside a large hall. The door of the hall was closed.

The Innate Stage elder who was leading the way said with a smile, "Bodhi Holy Lord, stay here and meditate. You can go in by yourself. I won't disturb you any longer."

After saying that, the Innate Stage elder turned around and left.

Yang Fan stretched out his hand and was about to knock on the door.

However, a voice came from the main hall before him.

"Come in."

Yang Fan was stunned for a moment. He retracted his palm and pushed open the door. Then, he saw the young man sitting cross-legged on the ground.

At this time, Bodhi Holy Lord, who was revered by all the warriors of Nineteen Prefectures, was holding a drumstick in his left hand and a wine pot in his right hand. He was eating a chicken drumstick and drinking wine. He was very satisfied.

There was oil stains on his mouth, and he had a look of enjoyment on his face. He looked very lazy.

Yang Fan coughed lightly and said, "Didn't you say you were meditating?"

Yem Nuo quickly finished the drumstick in a few bites and drank a big mouthful of wine. She smiled contentedly and said, "That's right. I was meditating. Don't look at me as I was eating. Actually, I was thinking about the problem of martial arts."

En, it was a very good reason. Yang Fan simply could not find any words to refute.

However, Yang Fan did not dwell on this problem. He walked into the main hall and directly asked, "You have waited for me in Great Profound Holy Land for three years. What exactly is the matter?"

Yem Nuo waved her hand and the main door of the main hall closed. At the same time, a praying mat appeared in front of him.

"Sit down and talk. It will take a long time to tell me about this. It will take some time." Yem Nuo didn't answer Yang Fan's question immediately.

Sitting on the hassock, Yang Fan said, "You can speak. I will listen slowly."

Yem Nuo took advantage of her knees and supported her chin with her palm. After thinking for a moment, she asked a question, "How much do you know about Bodhi Holy Land?"

Yang Fan shook his head. "Not much."

Yang Fan could guess that the Bodhi Holy Land must be extraordinary. It was totally incomparable to the Great Profound Holy Land, the Ten Thousand Demons Holy Land, and the Great Yan Holly Land.

However, Yang Fan had no idea what kind of existence the Bodhi Holy Land was.

Just like the master of the Grand Xia Dynasty, Zuo Qiuyunye was the same. He was very mysterious in Yang Fan's eyes. The former and Yem Nuo's origins were a complete mystery.

Yem Nuo let out a long breath. She said helplessly, "Looks like I have to say something."2

After that, Yem Nuo sat up a little and said, "Before we talk about proper business, I will tell you some common sense. These questions of common sense might have become legends in Nineteen Prefectures."

"Nineteen Prefectures is called the Jiuzhou World by us, but there are actually many worlds like Nineteen Prefectures, so many that it is hard to count."

"The Ten Thousand Martial Tao Realm is the total name we call all the worlds."

Yem Nuo paused for a moment and gave Yang Fan some time to digest.

However, seeing Yang Fan's calm expression, Yem Nuo continued.

"I am not from the Nineteen Prefectures. The Bodhi Holy Land was created by myself after my arrival. Of course, the Bodhi Holy Land is real, but the real Bodhi Holy Land isn't here."

"By the way, Zuo Qiuyunye isn't from this world, and so is Ji Xiaoyou. En, I almost forgot that Mi Qiao, who is following you, isn't the same."

Yang Fan already knew all of this, even though it was his guess.

The only thing he was curious about was why the Nineteen Prefectures was called the Nine Province World. However, he was not in a hurry to ask. He was a little puzzled. When Yem Nuo finished speaking, he would slowly ask.

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