Fantasy: After ten thousand years of reading, I became an emperor

After Jiang Beixuan asked the little fat man about the Xingyue Palace assessment process, the two fell silent. After there was no topic to talk about, the little fat man chose to practice alone.

Seeing that the little fat man was not even willing to waste this little time, Jiang Beixuan couldn't help but nodded in appreciation, but he felt a pity.

If the little fat man's cultivation talent was better, he might really be able to enter the Xingyue Palace. It is a pity that cultivation talent is fixed when a person is born. Although it can be strengthened through later stages, the materials required It's not something that a monk at the level of Little Fatty can get.

After Jiang Beixuan sighed, he also began to practice.

The night passed quickly during practice. When the sun rose the next morning, the little fat man opened his eyes on time.

Looking at Jiang Beixuan, who was still in a state of cultivation, and feeling the speed and quality of Jiang Beixuan's breathing of spiritual energy, he couldn't help but sigh.

Jiang Beixuan woke up after hearing the little fat man sigh, so he looked at the little fat man standing in front of him staring at him with confusion.

"What's wrong? What happened?"

The little fat man shook his head after hearing Jiang Beixuan's words, and explained to Jiang Beixuan in a slightly envious tone.

"If I had your cultivation talent, I would probably be able to join the Xingyue Palace a long time ago, right? Maybe he has entered the inner sect now and become an inner sect disciple."

After the little fat man finished speaking, he turned around to pack his luggage. Before leaving, he did not forget to tell Jiang Beixuan

"Brother, you should get up and tidy up quickly. It's getting late now. If we are a little later, the registration site will be crowded with people. By the time it's our turn, it might already be the afternoon of the next day."

Jiang Beixuan didn't have anything to pack, so he simply sorted out his clothes and stood quietly waiting for the little fat man to pack his things. After the little fat man finished packing, he came to the next room and knocked gently. After knocking on the door, he took out a handful of spiritual stones from his arms, threw them to the ground, and then whispered to the people in the room.

"Brother Pan, my friends and I are going to Xingyue Palace to register. Have a good rest. I left you some things. Remember to put them away."

After the little fat man finished speaking, he immediately turned around and left with Jiang Beixuan, as fast as running away.

Jiang Beixuan looked at the little fat man in front of him very puzzled. They only stayed in a dilapidated house for one night, although it was still clean. But it is definitely not comfortable.

The little fat man has left a handful of spiritual stones for the middle-aged man, more than ten of them. Although the concentration of spiritual energy in those snacks is not pure and can only be regarded as low-level spiritual stones, It was a bit too much. Just when Jiang Beixuan was confused, the middle-aged man behind him suddenly ran out and shouted loudly at their backs

"Brother Yu, why did you leave so many spiritual stones for me? Didn't we already agree on one spiritual stone a night?"

Jiang Beixuan understood everything instantly after hearing the middle-aged man's words. It turned out that so many spirit stones were deliberately left for the middle-aged man, because this was the last time the little fat man came to Hongtian City to take the assessment.

So there were more spirit stones. The little fat man gave it to the middle-aged man as a parting gift.