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"According to what I just said, any warrior who has passed the preliminary review and is not a demon spirit, a puppet, or a foreigner can come into my door."

Yang Fan swept his gaze to the other 96 northwest native warriors standing on the high platform, and asked them softly:

"Now, you can make your own choice. If you are willing to become my disciple of Yang Fan's disciple, you can already worship the teacher."

All of the ninety-six people in front of them have been screened by Yang Fan's charm skills, and there will be no more problems with their talents.

After hearing Yang Fan's clear instructions, the ninety-six people bowed to the ground at the same time and said loudly:

"Disciple Yu Yang, meet the master!"

"Disciple Li Xin, meet the master!"

"..."

None of the ninety-six martial artists left, all of them bowed willingly and bowed to Yang Fan's door.

Under the high platform.

Thousands of warriors all looked at them with envy, and at the same time they were eager to try, and couldn't wait to jump onto the high platform to accept Yang Fan's test.

The apprenticeship ceremony is on the right track again.

Every disciple who apprentices to get started will get a reward of soul refining pill and spiritual liquid or elixir corresponding to their cultivation level, and then the chief master brother An Sheng will issue a disciple order to inform them of the purpose of the establishment of the demon sect. With various door regulations.

Soon, the first batch of more than a hundred disciples who climbed the high platform have all started. Under the leadership of An Sheng, they gathered in the open space behind the high platform and handed them over to 61 half-step emperors in the sky. Bless together.

After that, the second batch of a hundred-member team came on stage and accepted Yang Fan's screening and inspection.

Although ten human puppets and three demon spirits have been exposed before, no one can guarantee that they are all the spies in the crowd.

Moreover, Yang Fan also needs a reasonable excuse to turn all these prospective disciples into his own, so that he can directly gain at least 50 points of sect loyalty experience after apprenticeship.

And screening to identify monster spies is undoubtedly the best and most appropriate excuse.

The second batch of a hundred-member team took the stage and stood under the rostrum respectfully, looking at Yang Fan with enthusiasm and excitement.

Yang Fan smiled and nodded at them, and then his mental energy spread out, directly enshrouding everyone.

"You used the charm skill to the peak Wuzong Zhao Jingren, and the charm was successful. The peak Wuzong Zhao Jingren's favorability for you was greatly increased, mental power +5, spiritual will +10, and skill proficiency +2."

"You used your charm skills to the second-level martial king Chen Yide, and the charm was successful. The second-level martial king Chen Yide's favorability for you has greatly increased..."

"You used the charm skills to the ninth-level spiritual teacher Zhu Dandan, and the charm was successful. The ninth-level spiritual teacher Zhu Dandan's favorability for you has greatly increased..."

"..."

Two minutes later.

Yang Fan raised his hand a little, and controlled and removed a middle-aged martial artist with a cultivation base in the ninth-level Wuzong realm from the team of hundred people. Without saying anything, he directly used a spirit of detention to take the demon living in the sea of ​​knowledge. The spirits were dragged out forcibly.

"Another possessed demon spirit." Yang Fan looked unhappy, and said quietly: "It seems that there are still many fish that slip through the net hidden in the dark."

"But it's okay. Today, someone from Yang Fan, Yang Fan, has kung fu. I have to pick them all out one by one!"

With endless murderous intent in Yang Fan's eyes, he gently swept towards the thousands of people in the audience.

Perhaps it was because Tang Chengcheng, Wu Dao and the half-step emperors were sitting on the high platform, or perhaps the 61 half-step emperors' imperial coercion passed down from time to time in the mid-air above their heads.

None of the demon spirits or puppets among the thousands of warriors dared to move.

no way.

The half-emperor puppets who have the ability to challenge so many half-step emperors have been wiped out. They are just little monsters who come to join in the fun and fight soy sauce. How can they fight so many human half-emperors?

At this time, even if there is a slight abnormality, these half-step emperors can destroy them in the first time without Yang Fan.

"Brother Pig, what should we do next? I can't escape. It's even more deadly when I'm on stage. Then Yang Fan seems to be able to see through everything, so I can't escape."

"Yeah, what should I do next? How do I know what to do? I said I won't come, Long Jiao's old miscellaneous hair directly killed Lao Tzu's body, forcing Lao Tzu to choose to become a possessed demon. spirit."

"It's okay now. It's not safe to become a demon spirit. In the end, I won't be able to escape death. I had known this. My special mother might as well go directly against the demon sacred mountain!"

"..."

Among the crowd, a few demon spirits who knew each other's details began to whisper in the dark, completely unable to see the hope of being able to survive a level.

They cannot advance, cannot retreat, and if they explode, they will not have that courage, and under the supervision of so many human race half-step emperors, they may not have that opportunity.

It now seems that they have no second way to go except waiting obediently for death.

On the high platform, after picking out another possessed demon spirit, Yang Fan successfully brought all the remaining ninety-nine warriors back to the door.

There are as many rewards as the apprenticeship ceremony. There is no way, holding the two holy land treasures of Ten Thousand Monster Mountain and Black Wind Valley in his hand, he has money and is so capricious.

Anyway, if these resources are not brought by birth or taken away by death, he himself can't use so much. It's better to give these disciples and let them digest and share for himself.

Next, after the second batch of newly enrolled disciples were taken away by An Sheng, there were third and fourth batches...

A total of more than 2,500 people, a total of 25 batches.

Rao is that Yang Fan's screening is fast enough, and it takes at least ten minutes for each batch to complete the process of collecting apprentices.

Twenty-five batches are down, and it is almost one morning.

Next to Yang Fan, Zhu Huanan and Zhu Yiping saw that Yang Fan was almost always willing to come. Any warrior who came to apprentice, as long as they were sure that they were not the spies of the monster clan, they were all brought back to the door, and they couldn't help but look worried.

"This kid has received so many disciples at once, can he teach it?"

"Even if he can teach him over, he spends all his time teaching his disciples, what should he do with his own cultivation level?"

"He is now the pinnacle of the king rank. Even if he wants to recruit disciples and benefit the entire Human Federation, he should at least wait until his own cultivation reaches the peak emperor or half-step imperial state. Thinking about it!"

Zhu Yiping started to feel sorry for her dear grandson.

I thought that Yang Fan would choose the best among the two thousand and five hundred qualified martial artists this time, so he would just accept dozens or hundreds of them.

But now, looking at Yang Fan's style, he is so crazy that he wants to take all the two hundred warriors into his own sect!

Isn't this a nonsense?

After all, a person's energy is limited. Even if Yang Fan has the ability no matter how awesome he is, he is still just one person after all, how could he teach so many disciples at the same time?

Among the major sects in the federal realm, one is counted as one, and there has never been a sect that dares to recruit disciples like this regardless of cost.

"Yes, it is indeed a bit too much." Zhu Huanan also nodded and said: "And every disciple actually gave such a generous apprenticeship. This kid is a prodigal son. It's really not at all. You know frugality!"

If it's one, two, or ten or eight, it's fine. If you have money, you can afford it.

But now that Yang Fan has accepted thousands of apprentices, Zhu Huanan dare not calculate such a large amount of resources. He is afraid that his heart and blood pressure will not be able to stand it.

"Master, do you want to persuade you?" Fu Zhengqing suggested softly from the side: "The junior is kind, but we can't just watch him slow down his own cultivation level because of these apprentices."

Although Fu Zhengqing hopes that Yang Fan can recruit more apprentices in the northwest, he can help the Northwest Guard Mansion cultivate a group of talented children.

However, he had never thought that Yang Fan would have such a big heart, and he wanted to receive all the more than 2,500 people who came to apprentice.

This is too crazy. As the Northwest Territory master and as Yang Fan's cheap brother, Fu Zhengqing was really frightened by Yang Fan's crazy behavior.

I received more than 2,500 disciples at a time. No one has ever done this before.

Not to mention the sects or aristocratic families in the Federation, even those martial arts schools such as Shenglindao, the Federation Wuhan University, and the Jinghua University of Wuhan would not dare to recruit so many students in one quarter!

Not to mention the consumption of resources, they can't afford it, but they can't keep up with the teachers alone.

Isn’t it just a foolish act to recruit students but not enough teachers to teach?

"Should I persuade?"

Zhu Huanan couldn't help but give Fu Zhengqing a white look. UU reading www.uukānshu.com had an urge to kick this kid severely.

Look at the eagerly hopeful gazes of the two thousand warriors under the high platform. If he dares to persuade Yang Fan to accept fewer disciples at this time, he will surely be given to Yanzi by these people's spitting stars, do you believe it?

Besides, Yang Fan's idea is very correct. Yang Fan might not listen to him if he starts to persuade him.

"I'll try it, this kid should be able to listen to me, this old woman."

At this time, Zhu Yiping took the initiative to speak, and at the same time secretly persuaded Yang Fan next to him:

"My dear grandson, you have been busy for so long, do you want to stop for a drink and rest?"

When Yang Fan heard the words, he couldn't help but look back at Zhu Yiping and Zhu Huanan and Fu Zhengqing next to him, and he instantly understood the worries of the old men.

"Ancestor, don't worry, I have a sense of measure." Yang Fan chuckled and comforted a few people by voice transmission: "If I hadn't been certain, I wouldn't have accepted so many disciples at once."

"Don’t forget the old ancestors. The second emperor death vision will be opened here soon. I will take them to the door in advance. When the emperor death vision is opened, I can use my empowerment to help them quickly Promoting allows them to improve their cultivation and strength in a very short period of time."

"In this way, this rare imperial death vision will not be wasted, and at the same time, we will be able to cultivate more and stronger high-level warriors for the rise of our Northwest and Human Federation!"

After listening to Yang Fan's explanation, Zhu Huanan, Zhu Yiping and Fu Zhengqing couldn't help but stand in awe of Yang Fan.

Seeing Yang Fan's expression when he said these words, it was sacred, solemn, and selfless, and his whole body seemed to radiate the radiance of the mother!

At this moment, the image of Yang Fan left in the minds of the three is unprecedentedly tall, holy, and insurmountable!