1238: C1238 Yuan Fang Was Eliminated

C1238 Yuan Fang Was Eliminated

Because someone's blocking the hole, we can't see what's going on inside.

Ye Fan could only activate his Fiery Golden Eyes.

Qin Zhuo started to enter the cave at a very fast speed, and his position was also very close to the front.

When Ye Fan fixed his gaze on him, Qin Zhuo frowned. On the contrary, a strange divine sense also locked onto Ye Fan.

En?

What did this mean?

Using this Dao to return the favor?

Logically speaking, using divine sense to stare at others was a very rude thing.

But Ye Fan did not care that much.

He just stared and kept staring.

He stared at it until his hair stood on end.

He thought about how it felt like his every move was being monitored.

It could be described as pain.

"Ye Fan, are you done yet?"

Qin Zhuo bellowed.

The surrounding people were dumbfounded.

What happened?

Ye Fan was so far away from him.

What could he do to him?

Everyone looked back at Ye Fan, and he innocently waved his hands.

"I don't understand why he called me. Maybe he's sick."

Everyone sent a message to the front and looked at Qin Zhuo strangely.

He was indeed sick.

He suddenly shouted, and it had nothing to do with a person he had nothing to do with.

Could it be that he was afraid that the Weapon Tomb would not recognize him, so he was nervous?

It was very likely.

Qin Zhuo gritted his teeth in anger.

He could detect that Ye Fan was monitoring him, but he could not break it.

That was why he was so passive.

The surrounding people didn't even know what divine sense was, so they naturally didn't know what he was doing.

He had to suffer this grievance.

Fortunately, the people in front of him failed to test their fate, and the opportunity came to Qin Zhuo.

He took a deep breath and silently walked towards the formation in front of him.

This formation would randomly flash with light. Once the light ended and there were no weapons flying over, it meant that the test of fate had failed and would be sent outside by the formation.

The moment Qin Zhuo stood still.

The entire Weapon Tomb let out a buzzing sound. All the weapons were restless as if they couldn't help but shoot over.

"Why is the Weapon Tomb reacting so strongly?"

"Could it be that he is the legendary fated person?"

"No, we can't let him succeed. We have to stop him."

"How can we stop him? Didn't you see how the Blood Sword Sect treated him just now? I can't afford to offend him. "

" Hmph, that weapon that flew over should be able to do it! "

The people behind narrowed their eyes, staring at the weapons around them.

In the next moment.

"Whoosh."

A huge sword flew over.

However, the other disciples were quick to react and tried to knock it to the ground.

He revealed a proud expression.

"See, I told you the method would work."

"Haha, that's great! As long as he leaves, the chances of us becoming fated people will increase."

However, they thought too simply.

The next scene.

They were faced with countless weapons flying towards them.

Sabers, spears, staffs, axes and hooks. Everything was there.

Not to mention hitting the ground, even the numbers could not be counted.

Qin Zhuo smiled coldly. "I'm a proud son of heaven, an outstanding talent among people. Opportunities are greater than the heavens. How can it be cut down by you all? What a joke."

As soon as he finished speaking.

Weapons broke through the sky and rushed into the light.

The buzzing sound was filled with joy, as if they had been looking for Qin Zhuo for a long time.

He was the one recognized by the Weapon Tomb.

"Which sect is he from? Why is fate so great?"

"He is a rogue cultivator, his name seems to be Qin Zhuo."

"He's too strong. It has been a hundred years. I have never seen the Weapon Tomb so excited before."

Qin Zhuo smiled and chose a weapon that he liked to enter the second stage.

The other weapons were disappointed and flew back to where they were.

"Did you succeed?"

Ye Fan was a little angry.

This kid's luck was really too good.

He had to pretend again.

"The one in front, hurry up. I think you guys look like an old man holding a cane - - - taking half a day at a time, I've never seen you guys so slow" Ye Fan kept urging them, making many people in front of him anxious.

Qin Zhuo left.

A few more people passed.

Hou Qun stood on the formation again.

Once again, he attracted the attention of many people.

The previous fated man was a rogue cultivator. No one knew what would happen to the rogue cultivators this time.

Light flowed.

The buzzing sound was heard again.

"What?"

Everyone was shocked.

Although some of them couldn't see the scene, they could still hear the sound.

It was obvious that another fated person had appeared.

What was going on today?

Was a fated person so worthless?

"Another rogue cultivator?"

"That's right, this batch of rogue cultivators is too outstanding."

"F * ck, this makes me want to become a rogue cultivator."

Hou Qun revealed a proud smile and disappeared from the crowd.

Next was Yuanfang.

Ye Fan suddenly felt bored.

Without a doubt, he could pass the test as well.

But he did not expect it.

When Yuanfang stood in the battle formation, there was no sound at all.0

The whole place was silent.

Ye Fan was startled for a second, then he burst into laughter.

"Hahaha, to think you're from the Western Sect, you're too weak."

"You can't even pass such a small weapon tomb."

Yuanfang was neither arrogant nor impatient. He said in a clear voice.

"Benefactor Ye, the Weapon Tomb is about fate. This poor monk only has no fate with it."

Ye Fan curled his lips.

"Don't lie to yourself here."

"Qin Zhuo and Hou Qun can go in, but why can't you?"

"Do you believe me? Yue Er and I can go in later. It seems like the Western Church is not very popular."

"That's true. You have always been hypocritical and hypocritical, so it is normal that you are not popular."

"Almsgiver Ye, please do not insult this poor monk's faith, alright?"

"Uh... Trying to force me?"

Ye Fan's face was full of disdain. "I am insulting you. What's wrong?"

"You..."

He had not finished his words.

Yuanfang was sent out by the formation like a stray dog.

"This is too much! He was in a good mood." Ye Fan said lightly.

Yue Er was curious. "Ye Fan, you seem to have a lot of hostility towards Yuanfang."

"It's not hostility, it's just that you look down on him from the bottom of your heart."

Ye Fan said lightly, "In chaotic times, Daoist priests descended the mountain to save the world. Golden Age Monk opened the door to collect money."

"Have you heard of this? This is not baseless."

"There was a donation activity in the Jiang City a while ago. At that time, our company acted as a medium for the higher-ups and the people below to control the list of donations from all the institutions and companies in the Jiang City."

"If I remember correctly, there are five Taoist temples in Jiang City. They are so poor that they have to pee their blood to contribute a part of their strength."

"But none of the seven temples donated. I say, it's fine if you don't have money to contribute. Not even a single one of them came to recite the scriptures. Don't you feel angry?"

Yue Er nodded silently, but she still opened her mouth to speak.

"Donating money doesn't mean that you are doing good, right? This is only one way."

Ye Fan continued, "That's because you didn't see their financial report. As far as I know, the annual income of the temple is very little, but the temple is full of money."

"Comparing the two, the difference is like the difference between clouds and mud. Faced with such a huge gap, the temple still contributes, which means that there is a problem."

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