The Strongest Medical Immortal in the City

"The time and space holy realm opens, enter it, find your own place, don't cross other people's space at will, otherwise, life or death will matter!

Fang Chuan took the token from the vice president of Casa, and went to the space-time building of Tianlong Academy. After receiving the qualifications, he entered a magnificent hall.

There is a whirlpool passage in the hall.

The person in charge said to Fang Chuan coldly, without any emotion.

"Yes."

Fang Chuan nodded, and saw that this instructor was different from the instructor in the mission building. He trained on his own.

Moreover, his cultivation has reached the half-step Mahayana state.

Such a person, with a wave of his hand, may be able to obliterate him now, so he will not mess around.

"Go." The person in charge waved his hand.

"Farewell."

As Fang Chuan said, he jumped directly into the entrance of the time and space holy realm.

"Fang Chuan? Nabu?"

The person in charge looked at where Fang Chuan had left and sighed: "Maybe one day, I will have a good chat with you, but first you have to live!"

Hum——

At the next moment, Fang Chuan had come to a strange space.

The Temporal Holy Land is an independent space, and Fang Chuan doesn't know how generous it is.

He glanced at it and saw the dojos similar to the vice-president of Casa, among the auspicious clouds that opened up temporary caves.

Every cave is filled with aura.

"New here? What date?"

As soon as he came in, he saw a man in a purple robe, looking at him with a grim look and asking.

What a scary atmosphere!

He couldn't help being surprised!

This person's breath is probably even higher in the Mahayana realm!

Fang Chuan suddenly understood that this person might be a person who stayed in this holy realm all year round.

If there is no Mahayana boundary, I am afraid that few people are willing to stay in it. After all, one day outside, here for a hundred years.

Of course, Fang Chuan also believes that few people will really stay in it for a long time, and most of them will be stationed alternately by high-level college officials.

However, he dare not care.

He arched his hands and said, "Senior, this is my token."

He handed the token to the man.

The man looked at it, raised his brow, and said, "Number eight?"

He looked up and down at Fang Chuan, then threw the token over, and said: "It's another guy who walks through the back door. I'll give you a piece of advice, don't walk out of your cave casually, otherwise, you will be miserable!"

He paused, and then said: "Oh, yes, since it is a hundred years, then it is impossible to withdraw halfway, do you understand?"

"understand."

Fang Chuan was stunned for a moment, some not quite clear.

Hum——

However, without waiting for him to ask more, he saw that the man made a handprint suddenly, and there was a buzzing, a flower in front of his eyes.

In the next moment, he came into a huge space.

This space, similar to the dojo of the Deputy Dean of Casa, is an independent space, a world of its own.

The aura in it was twice as rich as the dojo of Vice President Casa.

"In this hundred years, I will practice high-grade immortal art, great collapse art, great move art, great healing art, and great thunder and lightning art."

Fang Chuan smiled faintly, he had already planned.

Breaking through the realm is one thing, but after practicing these fairy techniques, his strength has been substantially improved.

Moreover, what kind of horror scene would it be when he blessed these immortals with sacrificial art?

He was irritated even thinking about it.

Sacrifice a low-grade immortal tool, add Shangchuan's own zhenqi, and a big collapse spell hits it, even if Yulong Changhong is prepared, he will definitely die.

but--

Is one hundred years really enough to practice these fairy skills?

Although he is re-cultivating, using his current cultivation base to practice immortality, there are some reluctances, and it will naturally take more time.

However, he believes he can do it.

"Then let's start."

Fang Chuan smiled slightly and sat up cross-legged.

First of all, he practiced the great collapse technique, because the great collapse technique was so powerful that he had practiced branch spells before, and he would definitely be able to practice it easily.

The cultivation mentality of the Great Disintegration Technique flows in his heart.

He began to enlighten.

When you have cultivated this kind of celestial technique, you are constantly comprehending the Tao, and you will be able to practice celestial arts when you understand the realm.

He enlightened Immortal Dao with the Divine Realm, and if he let others know, he would be shocked to death.

However, he is the reincarnation of Xianzun, which is different again.

Buzzing...

Around his body, the aura of destruction and disintegration soon appeared, and these auras were also contained in the Immortal Dao.

For a while, the entire space began to tremble slightly.

"Ok?"

In Space No. 7, a white-haired old man felt a little strange, frowned, and opened his eyes from comprehension.

Huh!

He shook his body and came to the outside world with a trace of divine light in his eyes, and then he saw Fangchuan's No. 8 space.

"Who is cultivating in the eighth space, why does it feel that his breath is weak, but it is a threat to me?"

The old man frowned, and then stepped forward to the place where Fang Chuan had come in before.

The man who was stationed came over and said, "Guo Lao, what is it for you?"

"Are you stationed?"

Old Guo raised his brows and said, "Are you here in Space 8? It's the kid from Casa, the breath doesn't look like!"

"It's his student." The man smiled.

"The back door?"

Old Guo nodded and said, "This kid is a bit interesting, I'll go to meet him for a while."

"Guo Lao!" The man quickly said: "The rules of the Time and Space Saint Realm..."

"Okay, I get it."

Old Guo waved his hand: "Don't worry, as long as he doesn't come out, I won't enter his space. Even if he comes out, I won't kill him."

"..." The man was speechless for a while.

Huh--

Guo Lao had already taken a step and once again came outside Fangchuan's No. 8 space.

Hum!

He looked at the eighth space, and suddenly a strong breath came out of his body, which enveloped the entire eighth space.

"Ok?"

The Guo Lao's breath didn't rush in, but it just enveloped this space, and it also made Fang Chuan break away from the state of comprehension.

He was startled, then frowned.

This approach is very rude!

Moreover, it is dangerous.

If Fang Chuan is affected in this way at a critical juncture, wouldn't he have to go crazy?

"Boy, I'm not convinced, come out and beat me!" At this time, Old Guo's voice reached Fang Chuan's ears.

"Neuropathy."

Fang Chuan knew that time was pressing, and he didn't want to bother with this person. Moreover, he still remembered the warning given to him by the garrison before.

People will not aimlessly.

There may be many weird people in this place.

He rarely paid attention.

As for the other party to come again, he is prepared and will not be affected again.

Therefore, he does not return to each other at all.

"This kid!"

Guo Lao's sound transmission was completely irritated, and he was ignored by others. Could it be that the person who came was a bastard?

"No, give him a boost again, he must be a very proud person who walks through the back door, and he will definitely come out!"

"Are you the bastard? I've hit the door, you are not coming out!"

"Turtle grandson!"

"Quickly let me come out!" Guo Lao thought for a while, then a breath of breath came out again, and then the voice passed.