Fantasy: I, The Longevity Body, Have Survived Ten Generations Of Geniuses

"Brother, what are you doing?"

Shen Qin'er glanced at Bai Chao, who was following Ye Fan, and took a few steps back while holding her nose.

"Well, he will stay with me from now on and be a follower."

Ye Fan thought for a while, turned around and said to Bai Chao: "I will arrange a room for you, you go take a bath!

"good!"

Bai Chao nodded numbly.

Ye Fan prepared a room for him in the shop and burned some laundry.

After a lot of busy work, the stench from Bai Chao's body was finally eliminated, and he seemed to be much more energetic.

"Work hard from now on, and this wine will be enough for you.

"Good 1

"Um."

Ye Fan nodded, it would be nice to have such a follower who doesn't like to talk but only does things.

However, when he came to the door of the store again, his face turned dark.

The young man who had been chasing after him to become his disciple actually came again.

"Are you a dog?"

Ye Fan glared at him angrily.

"Dog?"

The young man didn't know what Ye Fan meant, but he also knew it was not a good thing.

He was thick-skinned and smiled casually.

"Actually, my swordsmanship is average and far inferior to this dear friend's."

Ye Fan rolled his eyes and immediately came up with a good idea.

He pulled the young man aside and quietly pointed in Bai Chao's direction.

"Have you heard about the Red Fire Sect?"

"I heard a little bit." The young man nodded.

"It's good that you heard about it. Do you know who killed the ancestor of the Undead Sect?"

Ye Fan gave the young man a pretentious look.

"Hiss! Could it be that this senior killed him?"

The young man took a breath. You must know that the ancestor of the Red Fire Sect, who was at least in the middle stage of Soul Formation, was actually killed by a Nascent Soul monk.

This kind of strength is simply shocking.

The young man looked at Bai Chao with intense eyes.

"You guessed it right, it does have something to do with him! His swordsmanship is much better than mine.

Ye Fan succeeded in moving the disaster eastward, and his mood became happy, and he smiled and nodded to the young man.

"Junior understands, thank you senior for your guidance!"

The young man's eyes lit up, and his gaze gradually became more focused on Bai Chao.

He must worship Bai Chao as his master, learn supreme swordsmanship, and avenge his master's sect!

"Yes, children can be taught!"

Ye Fan glanced at the young man with admiration.

As for Bai Chao's future troubles, what does it have to do with him?

"Qin'er, let's live in Hongye City for a few more years!"

Ye Fan came to Shen Qin'er again.

He had seen Bai Chao's swordsmanship before and gained some understanding. He planned to stay in Hongye City for a while to further polish his swordsmanship.

"Oh, okay." Shen Qin'er didn't have any objections. She also liked Hongye City quite a lot.

The incident at the Red Fire Sect stopped happening after a period of turmoil.

Because the Red Fire Sect fell apart not long after, the Supreme Elders left without saying goodbye one by one, and the disciples in the sect also dispersed in a rush, and the huge mountain gate soon became deserted.

It won't take long for the area occupied by the Red Fire Sect to be occupied by others, and the sect will disappear.

Ye Fan doesn't care about this. As long as others don't mess with him, he doesn't bother to meddle in other people's business.

"Hey, time is like running water."

Three months passed by, and Ye Fan came out of her room to retreat.

Seeing the trees in the city all decorated in bright red, I couldn't help but sigh.

After three months of seclusion, he gained something, and the obstacles in the way of swordsmanship were finally broken again.

"I'm afraid I still need to learn more swordsmanship. Only by integrating the strengths of hundreds of schools of thought can I hope to create the 'Ten Thousand Sword Techniques'

Standing at the door of his shop, Ye Fan was thoughtful.

“It seems like we have to go to the White Emperor Sword Pavilion as soon as possible!”

At the beginning, Zui Jian Patriarch and Nangong Xue Fu had placed their hopes on him, hoping that Ye Fan could create the "Ten Thousand Swords Technique"

However, Ye Fan knew that it would be extremely difficult to create the "Ten Thousand Sword Art".

Even with the White Emperor's Transcendent posture, he was unable to create a similar swordsmanship...

However, no matter how difficult it is, he plans to give it a try.

"If I can really create the 'Ten Thousand Sword Art', I will be truly invincible in the same realm!"

When the time comes, supplemented by the Jiu Yuan Dao Technique and the "Cloud Sea Breaking Curse", as well as the increase in combat power brought by system points, Ye Fan's combat power will reach a terrifying level.

At that time, it would be no problem to fight across two or three major realms.

"As long as I can create the 'Ten Thousand Sword Art', I will take the initiative to launch an attack on Demon Race with the 'Dao Integration Army'.

Ye Fan clenched his fist.

The Demon Race incident has been weighing on his mind these years, making him feel very heavy.

Only by completely annihilating the Demon Race can he truly open up his mind.

"Strength! Everything ultimately depends on strength!"

After a long time, Ye Fan slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air from his mouth.

"Are you here again?"

Sun Peng and Qin Shao appeared at the door of the shop again, and Ye Fan couldn't help but glance at them.

Qin Shao was the young man who had been clamoring to become his disciple.

Now, Jing has shifted his goal of apprenticeship to Bai Chao.

As for Sun Peng, he was still infatuated with Shen Qin'er as always and came here almost every day.

3.9"He hasn't agreed to teach you swordsmanship yet?"

Ye Fan raised his eyebrows, it has been three months, has Qin Shao not succeeded yet?

"He ignored me at all!"

Qin Shao was on the verge of tears. Although Ye Fan refused to accept him as his disciple, he could at least talk to him.

Bai Chao, on the other hand, completely ignored him and refused to even say a word to him.

She even refused to look at him.

"Poor young man!"

Ye Fan couldn't help but sigh slightly, feeling speechless towards these two brainless young people.

"Keep up the good work! I'm optimistic about you!"

Ye Fan patted Qin Shao on the shoulder and turned to leave the shop. He planned to go for a walk outside the city.

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