Wei San told himself that the latest trial of Xianzong's selection of disciples was about to begin.

Every large city in the Lower Heaven Realm has a place where you can sign up, and anyone can participate in the trial.

Of course, those who can pass smoothly in the end are naturally rare.

But this is not something Chen Fan needs to worry about. With his strength, if nothing unexpected happens, it will not be difficult to pass the trial.

So this trial, he is determined to win!

Let Wei San lead him to the nearest city nearby, and Wei San immediately gave a clear direction.

More than three thousand miles southwest, there is a city of Wangxian, where Chen Fan can wait for the trial registration.

After determining the direction, Wei San led Chen Fan forward quickly, looking at Xiancheng in the distance after a day and night.

After entering the city smoothly, Wei San took Chen Fan to a dilapidated mansion he once rented.

The mansion is small, with only two wing rooms, and it is still in disrepair for a long time, I am afraid it can blow down in a gust of wind.

Because of the scarcity of the fairy spirit stones in the Lower Heaven Realm, almost no one here uses the fairy spirit stones as currency transactions.

Those who can own the fairy stone are all cautiously hidden and used for cultivation.

Basically, the transaction method is still at the stage of bartering.

The rented mansion in Wangxiancheng was acquired by Wei San in the past when he robbed the road.

In this way, he temporarily settled down in Wangxiancheng. During this period, Wei San had been waiting cautiously, for fear of a slight omission, he did not dare to slacken his way.

Chen Fan once asked, he killed all of Wei San's companions, wouldn't he hate himself?

Wei San didn't dare to answer this question at first, but after a long time in contact with Chen Fan, he said for the first time: "In fact, he has always believed that to some extent, death is better than living in the lower heaven. a lot of."

At the very least, they don't have to open their eyes every day to think about how to live today.

You don't have to pin your head on the waistband every day to live.

This kind of life definitely makes people experience less than the slightest happiness, but very tired.

Therefore, in Wei San's heart, he didn't mean to resent Chen Fan at all, he even had a little gratitude, but gratitude was not pure.

On the one hand, he was afraid of death, on the other hand, he wanted to die, perhaps this is the entanglement that only human race has.

Perhaps for Chen Fan, Wei San was completely numb in an environment like the Lower Heaven Realm.

The change lost its direction, and also lost the flesh and blood.

It's just a walking dead.

Chen Fan kept admonishing himself in his heart that he should not become like this anyway.

That is definitely more desperate than death.

But ask yourself, if Chen Fan was also born in a desperate world like the Xiazhongtian realm from the beginning, would he become the Wei San of today?

Chen Fan himself could not answer.

In this way, slowly closing his eyes, Chen Fan was using all his time to practice continuously.

Now his cultivation has reached a new bottleneck.

To successfully break through to the fairyland, one must comprehend a complete Taoism.

It's just that Chen Fan doesn't know much about Dao Fa at present, how can he easily understand it?

You must know that many monks have spent their entire lives in this state. They can't comprehend the Dao Fa for a lifetime, and they can only die with regret.

Taoist Chen Fan doesn't need to worry too much about this, because he has passed on to the aisle and became immortal. It is only a matter of time.

However, what Chen Fan currently lacks most is time.

He has to race against time.

So starting from the two to the next great heaven, as long as Chen Fan has time, he will enter samādhi and think about what is Tao and what his own Tao is.

This situation fell into Wei San's eyes, and he naturally felt very admired.

Secretly sighed that everyone's strength is justified.

At the very least, letting him give up all his life and infuse all his spirits into his practice is definitely not enough.

This may be what makes Chen Fan different from everyone else.

Others practiced, but no one chased after them.

But Chen Fan was not. The sooner he was divided into immortals, the sooner he could comprehend the Great Path of Time, and the closer he was to defeating the Immortal Emperor.

With such obsession, how can he allow a bit of waste?