I Really Want To Go Against The Sky Chapter 243: Virtual community, statue of Emperor Ling
Yang Fan came to Jin Wenze, smiled politely at him, and raised his hand gently before his eyes.
Jin Wenze feels a cool breath pouring into his eyes, very comfortable.
He closed his eyes unconsciously, letting this comfortable and gentle breath penetrate into the skin around his eyes.
After only a second or so, when he opened his eyes again, the redness and pain around his eyes disappeared.
Jin Wenze saw a trace of surprise and surprise in the eyes of Zhu Yuchen and Duan Xiaorui. Obviously, the bruise on his face may have been completely cured.
The psionic energy in the warrior's body already has the effect of moving qi and blood to restore the injury, but its effect will definitely not be as immediate as Yang Fan.
"Yang Fan, what is this means? It’s amazing!"
Duan Xiaorui asked Yang Fan curiously.
Yang Fan smiled slightly and said, "A special primary treatment technique is still effective for some traumas. In the competition, if anyone is injured accidentally, you can leave it to me for treatment."
Duan Xiaorui nodded his head lightly, Yang Fan said lightly, but whoever was present could not see it. This was not just some effect. It was able to restore Jin Wenze’s panda eyes as usual as soon as possible. Speed is at least ten times as fast as they can recover with psionic energy.
Ten times, how much time can he save for healing?
I just don’t know how effective it is on a knife wound or a torn wound. If it can be so immediate, it can almost be called a nanny skill.
The other side.
After staying close to An Sheng for about three minutes, Chu Feiyun released his right hand with satisfaction. At this moment, An Sheng’s palms had become a ball, and the joints had been completely deformed. Can't stretch anymore.
Seeing that Yang Fan had cured Jin Wenze’s panda eyes in a wave of his hand, An Sheng lighted up in the extremely painful pain, and swept to Yang Fan’s body with a swish, raising his right hand like a chicken claw, pitifully Looking at Yang Fan: "Brother Fan, help me!"
Jin Wenze turned his head to look at Yang Fan’s claws, which were red and swollen, his blood was cut off, the meridians were not smooth, and he couldn’t help himself. It was really a circulation of heavenly path, and his retribution was unhappy.
However, Chu Feiyun was really ruthless this time. This kind of injury, under normal circumstances, without three days of effort, don’t even want to recover completely.
It seems that Chu Feiyun wanted to keep Ansheng in a state of healing before the start of the competition.
Sure enough, you can’t do it forever if you don’t do it, because the tail horse is too high, and it’s easy to reveal your gout. There will always be someone who will poke your chrysanthemum.
Yang Fan saw An Sheng’s injury and couldn’t help but shook his head. Was Chu Feiyun so good at teasing? Lai Hao is also a former brother from South China, but it’s good to have real material.
Looking at the pitiful little face of the fat man, Yang Fan waved his hand again, contemplating the primary treatment, and then a pale white light that only Yang Fan could see slowly gathered on the right paw.
"You use primary healing techniques for apprentice Ansheng, the treatment is successful, the injury to the apprentice Ansheng's hands is strongly relieved, the sect loyalty is +1, and the skill proficiency is +2."
Oh!
Yang Fan raised her eyebrows, and actually added a little sect loyalty. It's rare.
Ansheng, the stingy guy, has increased the loyalty of the school.
Seeing that primary treatment seems to have the effect of increasing the loyalty of the martial arts, Yang Fan has even wondered whether he will injure the child a few more times in the future. Clicked.
An Sheng was unaware of this. He looked at his right hand happily, stretched and grasped, and was extremely flexible. The blinking kung fu was even better than ninety-nine. The master's treatment is a bit amazing!
I don’t know if I can learn?
Seeing this scene, Chu Feiyun couldn't help but reveal a trace of surprise.
Is it so fast?
Yang Fan's treatment seems to be very interesting.
The injury on An Sheng’s hand was intentionally left just now, and there were even two hidden energies hidden inside. Although it will not be disabled, it will be very painful, and it can be a good guarantee that such an injury will not be so easy. Healed.
But now, Yang Fan just waved it freely in An Sheng’s hands, such as the breeze blowing, and even within a second, An Sheng’s hands were all well, and the dark energy he concealed in it was also Clear them together.
This treatment is a bit too much.
At this time, Chen Guang and Wang Zhe walked slowly from the school's front yard and saw that the six students were all together, and the attitude between them seemed to be extremely harmonious. Chen Guang nodded with satisfaction.
"The old man will not talk more about the redundant words. I wish you all a victory here and can add luster to my South China Wushu School and strive for more teaching resources!"
After finishing, Chen Guang turned his head to look at Wang Zhe and motioned for Wang Zhe to say a few words.
"Cough cough!"
Wang Zhe coughed lightly, glanced at the six students with majestic eyes, waved his big hand, and only spit out two words in his mouth:
"Departure!"
Chen Guang couldn’t help but shake his head. The teacher Wang Zhe was direct and capable enough, but that’s fine, save trouble.
The hatch of the Yunlin Ⅰ airship opened as soon as possible. Wang Zhe said goodbye to Chen Guang and took the lead in boarding the boat. Later, Yang Fan, Chu Feiyun, and others entered the building one after another.
After a while, the airship slowly took off into the sky, and under Chen Guang’s gaze, he flew away.
In the airship.
Wang Zhe gathered all the people in the hall and whispered to the six people: "Yunlong Ⅰ airship is not enough for long-distance navigation and transportation. So, after three hours, we will Zheng City transfers to a large interprovincial airship, and the flight time is about one and a half days."
"At that time, we may meet with martial arts students in other cities. Remember not to have any conflicts with them. Our goal is to win the championship in the championship, and don’t focus on irrelevant temptations and intrigues. ."
Chu Feiyun said: "Teacher Wang, if someone mainly provokes us, should we also shrink our necks and ignore them?"
Wang Zhe glanced at Chu Feiyun, and said softly: "I asked you not to take the initiative to cause trouble, but also not to let you be a tortoise turtle. If someone really wants to be beaten, why should I endure?"
Yes!
Chu Feiyun grinned, such a leader teacher, he likes it.
"This time, your captain is Yang Fan. Does anyone have any comments? If you have any, you can come up with it now." Wang Zhe glanced at the remaining people and said: "I am very democratic, if there are two More than one classmate said that Yang Fan is not suitable. I can consider exempting him from being a captain."
Everyone shook their heads.
Just kidding, whoever doesn’t know the relationship between Wang Zhe and Yang Fan throughout the South China Wushu School, and they are not stupid, how could they dismantle Yang Fan’s stage in front of Wang Zhe.
Are you looking for a fight?
"Okay." Wang Zhe nodded in satisfaction, "It seems that everyone agrees with Yang Fan, I am very pleased."
After finishing, Wang Zhe waved his hand and said: "Now you can move freely for three hours, you can understand each other, or just practice and rest, I will inform you in advance when you arrive in Dazheng City."
After that, the six students dispersed as birds and beasts.
Yang Fan got rid of Ansheng’s entanglement and chose a rest room with a bed. He closed the cabin door and lay on the bed. He released his mental power and connected it with the virtual ring on his finger.
The next second, his thoughts startled, and he found that his spiritual body appeared in a magnificent palace.
The hall is about 100 meters high. The dome, square hall, and huge hall are more than 100 meters horizontally. The columns are gilded, and the decoration of the walls and the dome is extremely luxurious. Especially in the middle of the dome, a ball Such a large night pearl exudes a white and soft radiance, shining the entire hall extremely bright, just like the day.
In the very center of the main hall, there stands a statue, a divine female wearing a purple skirt and a black veil. Besides, there is nothing in the hall, and no iconic objects.
"Welcome to you, Yang Fan, a new member from the Xichu City Spiritual Teachers Branch, because you are entering the virtual community for the first time, and the system automatically starts the guidance service for you."
At this time, a white light suddenly flashed in the palm of the hall statue, and an elf with wings flew down in front of Yang Fan, his mouth slightly opened, and his voice was crisp.
"I am your guide elf grid, if you have any questions, you can ask me directly."
Yang Fan was startled.
How is this style somewhat similar to playing an online game? Is the virtual community exclusive to spiritual teachers not a semi-closed online game?
"Who is this statue?"
Yang Fan asked the elf grid curiously.
The little elf heard the words, his mouth slightly opened, and looked at Yang Fan unexpectedly and unbelievably.
"Yang Fan, are you really a spiritual teacher? Why don't you even recognize the greatest existence among spiritual teachers? After you awakened your spiritual power, has your teacher never taught you?"
Yang Fan is a little ignorant. The expression of this little thing can be so rich and smart.
Great.
"So, who is she?"
Not caring about the little elf's surprised tone, Yang Fan continued to ask.
"Lord Emperor Ling!" the elf shouted loudly: "The only emperor in the spiritual master~IndoMTL.com~ You wouldn't have never heard of it before?"
"Spirit Emperor, Ye Feiyan? I have some impressions."
Yang Fan nodded his head lightly, and just heard An Sheng gave him a popular science a few days ago, otherwise he wouldn’t really know who Ling Ling was.
After all, he was just a monk halfway, and it took him only three or five days to become a spiritual teacher. He hadn’t seen the statue of the Emperor Ling, and it seemed nothing strange.
"Yes, Lord Linghuang!"
Xiao Ge Ge looked at Yang Fan solemnly and reminded him loudly: "However, it is not polite that you call Master Ling Emperor's name so directly. You should call Master Ling Emperor like Ge Ge!"
Yang Fan consciously said nothing.
For the emperor of the human race, they should indeed retain the most basic and sincere respect and respect.
In the past few years, without them, they have formed a powerful balance and deterrence against the five demon emperors of the demon clan, and the human clan federation may have no place to stand on this planet.