Chapter 97 Asking the Heart Palace
"Vice President Ye, you said to help me operate the quota of Mingyue Building, I don't know when I will have to wait..."
Chen Fan was expecting but helpless.
Relying on his own current strength and progress, it may be difficult for Yuandan to break through in the Vientiane Void Realm.
He had to wait for a further breakthrough in his cultivation base, complete the fourth level or the fifth level, and release his true energy, so that he would have the confidence to win the battle with the sixth level monster!
And even if there were enough True Essence Pills, which were quite good at the True Essence stage, Chen Fan would have to spend three months before he could make a breakthrough.
As for whether he can enter the Mingyue Building with his own strength after breaking through the fifth level, Chen Fan is not sure at all.
After all, from three hundred to the top, they are basically the places for the sixth-level martial arts masters.
At the sixth level, the circulation of Qi and blood is endless, and all the masters accumulated by the martial arts school for many years who have failed to break through the master are all stuck at this stage, and the upper limit of strength is terrifying!
After registering and leaving, Chen Fan did not immediately return to the Qunxing Building to practice.
Instead, he went to the Hall of Asking the Heart.
The so-called Temple of Questioning Heart is also a special trial occasion connected to the Vientiane Pot, where the will is honed with illusions. If you perform well in this trial, you can also earn Yuan Points.
Disciples of Qunxinglou can go once a quarter, but disciples of Mingyuelou can go once a month, and the number of times can be added up.
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Asking the Heart Hall seems to be the same as arriving at the Vientiane Plaza for the Vientiane Virtual Realm assessment.
Entering it, Chen Fan instantly entered a special illusion.
But in front of Chen Fan, there were hundreds of steps that continued to spread upwards, and there was only deep darkness at the top of the steps.
But the surrounding area is white hazy mist.
Every step forward.
Various illusions appeared in front of Chen Fan.
All kinds of temptations and twists and turns in the world...
It was easy at the beginning, Chen Fan was strong-willed, and he was not so easily bewitched, but as he gradually went up, he felt more and more powerful in the Temple of Questioning Heart.
Even if I always tell myself in my heart that I am experiencing an illusion.
But when the illusion became more and more real, Chen Fan couldn't help feeling hesitant in his heart.
The pace also became slow, and it took a long time to take a step forward.
The so-called Zhuang Zhou dreamed of a butterfly dreaming of Zhuang Zhou.
When stepping on the thirteenth floor, the concept of truth and falsehood lost its exact boundary in the Hall of Questioning Heart.
Until suddenly, Chen Fan set foot on the ground again, the corners of his grinning mouth and moist eye sockets still made Chen Fan feel a little confused.
His cultivation base and realm have not improved, but he has a completely different feeling.
He only walked thirteen flights of stairs and got less than five hundred yuan points.
It took Chen Fan a long while to regain his composure: "The Hall of Asking the Heart... Asking the Heart... It really isn't easy..."
My own will is not as strong as I imagined.
And the tempering of self-will also made him more determined on the path he wanted to take.
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When Chen Fan was waiting for a place in the Hall of Illusions, the place he stayed most was the Qunxing Building!
It's a pity that although this place is good and has many training rooms, it has an effect on people like Chen Fan who practice on idle.
Even if he spends twelve hours a day in the practice room, it can't compare to one percent of his hang-ups!
It's just that the Qunxing Building has special equipment for testing strength and training props, which can allow Chen Fan to adapt to the progress of his own strength and cultivation base faster.
And when Chen Fan and other new entry disciples were proficient in the martial arts academy.
The president of the martial arts academy, Mao Wangchen, together with the vice president Ye Wuji and another confidant vice president, are having a secret talk with the nineteenth prince.
The nineteenth prince specially came to Lord Qinghe from the imperial capital this time to observe the Ritual Martial Academy assessment, so it is naturally impossible just because he has nothing to do.
He holds a gold bottle in his hand, with a solemn look on his face:
"Father's illness is getting more and more serious, and he is more and more worried about Daqian's future world. I came this time, and I have to give Father a gift of the Emperor Sword, which can kill the ninth-level master. This is only for... Qing python……"
He didn't go on.
At that time, the royal family surnamed Liu inherited a set of special skills, which condensed the spirit of the emperor as its essence. The more prosperous the work, the higher the emperor's cultivation level.
It's a pity that this special true skill has many restrictions, and only the direct heirs of the royal family can practice it.
In addition, this set of true skills has various wonderful uses. Not only is the cultivation base influenced by all beings in the world, but it can also condense special items such as the Son of Heaven Sword, which can be bestowed on people with royal blood...
The Tianzi Sword has unpredictable power, similar to the "Shangfang Sword" with real power, it can really cut down slanderous officials and monsters down.
"His Majesty's illness may still be the sequelae of that incident, otherwise it will not be a problem to be in power for another hundred years..." Mao Wangchen shook his head and sighed endlessly when he heard this.
Ye Wuji squinted his eyes: "Although Fan Lin's strength has not broken through the final limit and reached the tenth level, with the help of the Green Python Army, even the dean may..."
Mao Wangchen sighed deeply: "This matter can only be figured out slowly."
He is tenth level in martial arts, but how dare he face the Gangqing Python army head-on.
Even if one-third of the Green Mang Army is not under Fan Lin's command, it is scattered in various cities of Qinghe County.
The Nineteenth Prince nodded: "I'm ready to stay with Qinghe County Chief, and I hope that Director Mao can help me—"
Mao Wangchen looked solemn: "Qingming Wuyuan is under the jurisdiction of Dagan, so naturally everything is based on the request of the Holy One."
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After the banquet, the nineteenth prince left.
Ye Wuji, Mao Wangchen and others all changed their expressions.
Ye Wuji shook his head and sneered: "Then Fan Lin and Emperor Daqian are brothers-in-law, and they are related, so our Majesty is so cruel..."
Mao Wangchen narrowed his eyes, shook his head and said:
"Fan Lin's personal strength is okay. Even if he breaks through the tenth level, it may not make the court too scrupulous. The key is the Green Mang Army. The three thousand main troops of the Green Mang Army are all powerful warriors. They are unparalleled in battle and can kill Ten weights. Although Daqian is great, how many martial arts are ten weights."
"It is even said that the reserve army of the Green Mang Army has exceeded 100,000, and Fan Lin has never stopped recruiting troops. It is normal for the emperor to worry about the fact that he supports his own troops and guards important border areas..."
"However, our Son of Heaven is really seriously ill and is about to die. He dare not act in the face of it. He sent a little guy who is not even a master over here. Hmph, what can be done, even with the Son of Heaven Sword, it is impossible to kill Fan Lin! "
The little guy Mao Wangchen mentioned was the nineteenth prince.
The fact is indeed so, not to mention such a nineteenth prince, even if a master of the tenth level of martial arts came in person, he would not dare to say what he could do to the Qing Mang Army and Fan Lin.
Ye Wuji looked serious, and said: "Our son of heaven suppresses the world with various means... Even if he is seriously ill, he should not be underestimated. If there is no obvious action, there should be follow-up means, but this has little to do with our martial arts academy. Don't meddle in it!"
Mao Wangchen nodded: "Of course! Our martial arts academy is only a place to train disciples, there is no need to provoke the Qingmeng army, let them make trouble on their own..."
On the surface, they agreed to the nineteenth prince and said that they would cooperate fully, but in fact they also had their own thoughts, so they would not easily gamble on the martial arts academy and get involved in such things.
There are seventy or eighty counties in the sky, the sky is high and the emperor is far away, how can the court control it!
There are so many martial arts academies in various places, divide and rule, and there may not be many who are really completely loyal to the Dagan royal family.
This is also a point where the imperial court is far inferior to the hidden sect. The large size also leads to a bloated system. Even if they stand on the same side, it is difficult to maintain one mind on everything.
After a few brief chats, Ye Wuji rolled his eyes and changed the subject: "By the way, the dean still remembers my previous proposal about the improvement of the treatment of new entry disciples..."