The Twenty-eighth Palms of the Holy Door Children First Update

The carriage was parked at the door of the Hesai family, and a young person from the Hesai family came to ask questions.

When Wang Fan jumped out of the carriage, a young man in blue came forward and said respectfully, "Do you dare to ask the prince where he came from?"

Xiaoyan stepped forward and said, "My son is the champion of this martial arts competition. Go and report to your parents and come out quickly to meet him."

The little man was shocked and asked, "But Mr. Colin, the son of the Holy Gate?"

Wang Fan was also stunned, "Shengmen's children, how did you get this name?" It is estimated that this is the reason why the legendary strong man has the title of saint and calls himself the holy gate himself, but it sounds quite cool.

Wang Fan smiled and nodded without saying a word.

But in the eyes of the little man, there was supreme dignity. The little man was surprised and said, "It's really the son of the Holy Family. That's great. A Luo, you come to lead the prince in, and I'll report it to the owner." With that, he ran inside as if flying.

Another doorman, the little hat in blue called A Luo, said respectfully, "Sir, please come in."

Wang Fan nodded and stepped in.

Xiaoyan in the back went in with Wang Fan, and his face was full of pride. He thought it was really good to follow the prince. Even the Hesai family of the largest family was polite and respectful to the prince. He also called the prince the son of the holy sect. There is a saying: Follow the prince, you will be rich and noble.

Entering the gate building, there is a straight water-colored blue stone road, as bright as a mirror. When a person walks on it, he can show his shadow. The road is 100 meters wide, and two rows of towering trees are planted on both sides, which are lush. It covers the hot sun. People will also feel cool on the road. Next to the avenue are endless gardens and bamboo forests. The purple and red flowers are blooming, sending wisps of fragrance. In this garden, you can occasionally see exquisite houses dotted in it. Between the shadows, it is only in the secluded place of the flower path.

Walking on the road, it feels like swimming in a painting.

"It's really the head of the eight families on the Central Island. It's not without reason that Rivalen chose to live here." Wang Fan sighed.

Wang Fan didn't go far when he saw the patriarch of the Hesai family leading a group of people out of it.

"Hahaha, it's a great honor for the children of the Holy Door to come to the cold house. Please come in quickly. Your Excellency Rivalen has been talking about you since yesterday. Now I'm chatting with Mr. Xianyu in the raccoon room. You came at the right time!" First, a big man warmly put his arms around Wang Fan's shoulder and said with a laugh.

Wang Fan blocked the hand of the Hesai patriarch without a trace and said with a smile, "The Hesai patriarch greeted him in person, and Colin was flattered. How is Mr. Rivalen?

The patriarch Bihai was blocked by Wang Fan, but he didn't feel embarrassed at all. He grabbed Wang Fan's hand again, took Wang Fan's hand affectionately and walked in. At the same time, he said, "Mr. Livaren is very good, but he always mentions you to me that you are a genius. He had just become a fighter when he was your age, and you already have the fourth level of strength. Speaking of this, Lord Rivalen always laments that he is old. In a blink of an eye, it's the world of you young people.

Wang Fan was stopped by the patriarch of Bihai again. It was really difficult to get rid of him again, so he could only be held by him.

At the same time, Wang Fan felt a powerful energy fluctuation in the Bihai patriarch. This fluctuation did not lead, just like a volcano. Under the refreshing appearance of the Bihai patriarch, there seemed to be a warcraft hidden. No, it was much more powerful than the Warcraft. This reminds him of the mother of the little hairy ball. The terrible fluctuation is only weaker than the mother of the Little Mao team.

"I didn't expect that this Bihai patriarch turned out to be the peak strength of the eighth level. It's so strong!"

Soon, the patriarch Bihai led Wang Fan to the front of a huge palace-style building. Under the steps, Lord Rivalen also had a thin old man waiting there. Seeing Wang Fan coming, he greeted him with a smile.

"Little brother, you are here." Rivalen said with a smile.

Everyone entered the raccoon hall and said a few words. Li Warren asked, "Little Colin, come to me today. Have you made up your mind that you want to go to the college with me?"

He asked this question, but it was just a joke, because Wang Fan refused to enter the college last time. So I thought I would definitely stay for a few days.

Wang Fan nodded and said, "Yes, I came to Lord Rivalen to enter the college in advance."

Rivalen was a little surprised, "What, aren't you staying for a few days?"

Wang Fan said bleakly, "No, before I come, my master told me to do something, so I want to enter the college in advance." With that, he asked again, "That's right, Mr. Rivalen, I'm going to enter this time with the four people. All right?"

Rivalen smiled and said, "Of course, they are already on the way, and it's okay to enter in advance!"

"That's all I can do."

"Oh, I haven't introduced it yet. This is Xianyu Mage. Xianyu Mage is a master of scroll making, and he is also proficient in charm and magic weapon production. But he is a great master. You should be as close as possible in the future.

"Ha ha, I can't afford it. If you say that, I will blush. I can't be called a master, I just know a little about it. You should know that saints have a lifespan of more than a thousand years, and every saint is an excellent craftsman, whether it is refining medicine, training, refining tools or scroll charms. They are all at the master level. In front of the saint, I can't afford to be called a master.

"Master Xianyu, don't be modest. Maybe you are not as good as the skills of the saint, but for others, you are stable. Colin, you should communicate more with Master Xianyu in the future.

The thin old man who was become a master by Rivalen smiled, twisted a white beard on his chin, and said to Wang Fan with a smile, "Friend, we can have more contact in the future. I am very interested in the production of the lightning magic weapons of the Holy Mage of Terence!"

Wang Fan smiled and said rudely, "Master Xianyu is polite. I dare not boast about other things, but the master has handed it all over to me about the refinery. As long as Master Xianyu is interested, we might as well communicate privately."

Master Xianyu's eyes lit up and nodded repeatedly: "Okay, that's great. Why don't we hit the sun? Why don't we have an exchange today?

"This..."

Wang Fan is a little embarrassed. Today, he wants to discuss about entering the college as soon as possible. He doesn't want to spend more time with this old man. Although it is valuable to win over this old man, it also depends on the time.

"Xian Yu, why be in a hurry? I plan to take Colin into the college tomorrow. If you want, can you come to the college to communicate with Colin for a long time? At that time, our Holy Magic College will not treat you badly. Rivalen said with a smile.

The old man pointed to Valen and scolded with a smile, "You old man, you know how to pay attention to me. I live a good life on the island. I study something every day, and no one disturbs me. But you always want to take me to your college as a teacher. What's good about being a teacher? You have to face those stupid students every day. I'm so angry. Last time, the student also asked me why the mithril can't be poured on the magic weapon made of cold iron. I said he was a pig. I don't even know the impact of cold iron and mithril. Come to my class. It's really pissed me off. I won't be a teacher this time anyway.

Rivalen quickly comforted, "Okay, okay, okay! If you don't become a teacher, you won't be a teacher. I won't force you this time, but it's always okay to live in the college. Otherwise, you won't see Colin Xiaoyou in the future.

Xianyu's face stagnated and said dementedly, "Okay. But don't think I will teach those idiots.