Shushan signed in for 3000 years, leaving the land sword fairy

"Pity."

"It's only half a step away from the completion of the Nascent Soul Stage, but I still can't step into it."

Zhao Fan opened his eyes, his eyes were deep and calm, and his demeanor became more unpretentious than a few years ago.

"It's still a little off."

"It takes time to polish."

Zhao Fan muttered to himself, without any impetuousness, practice is a natural process, as long as one accumulates enough, sooner or later he can break through to the next small realm, now it is only a matter of time.

With the help of the system, Zhao Fan is very confident, as long as he maintains enough diligence, it may take a few years or half a year, and he may be able to break through the shackles and break into it.

So Zhao Fan was not in a hurry, calm and determined.

"Dong dong..."

Just when Zhao Fan had just finished practicing, there was a drumbeat resounding through the sky outside the Demon Locking Tower.

"Shushan Tiangu!"

Zhao Fan raised his eyebrows, recognizing the sound of the drum.

"The heavenly drum is beating, and the new suzerain of Shushan has succeeded."

"It should be that kid Zhao Cheng."

Zhao Fan looked in the direction of the sound of the drum, not feeling any surprise.

He remembered what Zhang Qian mentioned when delivering meals a few days ago.

According to my junior sister Zhang Qian, in the past five years, my cheap suzerain father has retreated to the second line, and his younger brother Zhao Cheng has taken over the affairs of Shushan Mountain one after another, and Zhao Cheng's suzerain succession ceremony is held today.

"What's the fun of being the suzerain?"

"I have to worry about so many things up and down Mount Shu. It's not as good as me, staying quietly in the Demon Locking Tower and becoming stronger through the system."

Zhao Fan shook his head and laughed at himself.

"Do you want to start signing in?"

At this time, in Zhao Fan's mind, as usual, a system notification sounded.

"Sign in."

"Ding, the sign-in is successful, and the golden-armored puppet will be rewarded."

As the system's voice fell, in front of Zhao Fan, a tall and burly golden-armored statue appeared out of thin air.

"Golden Armored Puppet... What is this?"

Zhao Fan was a little surprised. In the past five years, he had obtained elixirs, martial arts, weapons, treasures, natural treasures, etc. through the system check-in, but he had not signed in to obtain such things.

"The golden-armored puppet has the combat power comparable to that of a cultivator in the out-of-body stage."

"After recognizing the Lord with a drop of blood, you can drive it with your mind."

Facing Zhao Fan's confusion, the introduction of the system was concise and straightforward.

"What...comparable to the combat power of the out-of-body stage?"

Zhao Fan smiled, and the golden armored puppet in front of him actually had such powerful combat power.

It is worthy of being a must-have product produced by the system.

With this golden-armored puppet, is it equivalent to having a thug in the out-of-body period?

Moreover, he is a thug who doesn't know pain and is not afraid of death!

Chapter 14 The troubles of the new suzerain

Getting the golden-armored puppet made Zhao Fan feel good.

Although I haven't broken through to the out-of-body stage, at least I have a thug of this level.

In the following days, Zhao Fan still stayed in the Demon Suo Tower and practiced silently.

Until one day, the gate of the Demon Suo Tower was slowly opened, and Zhao Cheng, the younger brother who had just become the new suzerain of Shushan Mountain, came here with good wine and food.

"Meet the new suzerain!"

Zhao Fan stepped forward and saluted his younger brother Zhao Cheng.

"Brother, you are out of touch. There is no need to be polite between us brothers." Seeing Zhao Fan like this, the new suzerain Zhao Cheng said with a wry smile.

Although he had only been the suzerain of Shushan Mountain for a few days, Zhao Cheng not only did not look radiant, but had a tired look on his face.

Only after he actually took the position of suzerain of Shushan Mountain did he realize how much pressure was on his shoulders.

Shushan Nuoda has tens of thousands of disciples who cultivate immortals, and there are countless vassal forces under his command.

The most important thing is that it is not easy to take charge of Shushan, and it can even be said to be very difficult.

In the past few days, Zhao Cheng had just come to power, and he wanted to rectify Shushan, trying to revive the sect, but there were many obstacles, which made people exhausted.

"what's wrong with you?"

"Just a few days after becoming suzerain, why do you have such a haggard look?"

"Shouldn't the new suzerain of Shushan be full of energy and demeanor?"

Zhao Fan noticed his state and couldn't help joking with a smile.

"Brother, don't mention it." Zhao Cheng sighed, and said in a deep voice: "I thought that as the suzerain of Shushan, I would be able to show my strengths and lead the sect to glory."

"However, within a few days, I found that there are many internal and external resistances. I am so worried that my hair is almost graying."

While complaining, Zhao Cheng arranged the food and drinks, and said: "I have nowhere to display my ambitions, so I can only ask my elder brother to drink."

"What resistance?"

Zhao Fan asked casually.

Fortunately, his predecessor trespassed in the forbidden area, otherwise these troubles would have fallen on his head.

"Outside of Mount Shu, all the sects and tribes of the Demonic Dao are ready to move, causing bloody storms."

"People in Shushan are not in harmony, like a mess of sand, fighting openly and secretly without thinking about making progress. The vassal forces under his command, such as the six sword gates and several dynasties that belonged to our Shushan before, are about to move, and they all have wolfish ambitions to set up another sect."

"Even a few days ago, at my succession ceremony, the Six Great Sword Sects didn't send a single envoy to congratulate me."

"Father was so angry that he was furious. If I hadn't dissuaded him in time, he would have even summoned several elders to kill him."

Having said that, Zhao Cheng sighed heavily, and drank a glass of dull wine alone.

"Brother, I really envy you."

"Although you are locked in the Demon Locking Tower, you don't need to worry about these troublesome things."

"In the past, I saw my father sitting in the position of suzerain, and I was surrounded by majesty. It was only after I actually sat in this position that I realized how heavy the burden was."

After finishing the wine in one gulp, Zhao Cheng said again: "I really hate that I am not strong enough. I have used up so many resources in Shushan, and even spent several years, but I can only be promoted to the golden elixir stage."

"If only I had the strength to kill Senior Heitu Sword Cultivator back then."

"There is no need to be as restrained as you are now."

Hearing this, Zhao Fan smiled and comforted him, "Don't worry, take your time."

"You are the youngest suzerain of Shushan in all dynasties, and there is still a lot of time for you to revive Shushan."

"Furthermore, Mount Shu has accumulated evils for a long time, and has been declining for nearly ten thousand years. It needs more preparations to rise."

"Brother, that's what it says."

"But, I don't have much time."

Zhao Cheng took a deep breath, seemed to remember something, gritted his teeth and said, "Did you know? The Six Great Sword Sects stopped providing cultivation resources to us on Mount Shu two days ago."

"Besides, when Hei Tuo went to Mount Shu, if he killed his father, the Six Great Sword Sects would immediately rebel and annex Shu Mountain."

"If it weren't for the senior swordsman five years ago, who suppressed and killed the devil to resolve the crisis, Shushan might have ceased to exist."

"But now, the wolf ambitions of the Six Great Sword Sects are clearly revealed. It won't take long for them to establish themselves."

"How is the strength of the six sword gates?" Zhao Fan asked suddenly.

"Unfathomable." Zhao Cheng said with a solemn face, "Thousands of years ago, the Six Great Sword Gates were just weak vassal forces split from our Shu Mountain."

"However, in the past thousands of years, our Shu Mountain has followed the old ways, and the main kendo inheritance has undergone major changes. The number and quality of disciples are far superior to ours in Shushan."

"As for the top immortal cultivators of the six sword gates, the combined number is more than several times that of our Shu Mountain."

Hearing this, Zhao Fan suddenly came over.

Judging from what his younger brother Zhao Cheng said, it is understandable for these six sword sects to establish their own sect.

After all, people are not inferior to Shushan, whether they are low-end disciples or high-end cultivators, so why should they be a vassal of Shushan and be willing to be a vassal force?

Those vassal forces want to seek the protection of Shushan, but when they are stronger than Shushan, why should they act according to Shushan's face?

"Since they are so strong, can't they be allowed to stand on their own?"

Zhao Fan was very calm, Chi asked.

"Absolutely not."

Zhao Cheng frowned and explained: "Brother, let them establish themselves smoothly, not only the prestige of Shushan will be damaged, but also the resources for cultivation will be huge."

"Many of our Shu Mountain's resources are provided by those vassal forces. Once the six sword gates succeed in establishing themselves, if other vassal forces follow suit, the foundation of Shu Mountain will be unstable, let alone re-emerge, and it will not be far from extinction."

"It turns out that there is still this relationship here."

"Is there no other way?"

Zhao Fan raised his eyebrows and said.

"Other ways?" Zhao Cheng smiled wryly, and said helplessly, "Unless that senior swordsman shows up to support me in person, I can turn the situation around."

"Otherwise, the consequences of Shushan are unpredictable."

"Don't worry, there will be a solution in the end." Zhao Fan comforted softly.

"I hope so."

Zhao Cheng shook his head, knowing that his elder brother was kind enough to comfort him.

"That's right, big brother."

"You have stayed in the Demon Locking Tower for so long, do you want to go out?" Zhao Cheng asked suddenly.

"Do not want to."

Contrary to Zhao Cheng's expectation, Zhao Fan refused very simply.

"Brother, don't be joking."

"I am now the new Suzerain of Shushan, and I can help you leave the Demon Locking Tower."

"You don't have to worry about dragging me down."

Zhao Cheng persuaded him well, and mistakenly thought that his elder brother Zhao Fan was worried about dragging himself down, so he simply refused.

Zhao Fan knew that his younger brother Zhao Cheng had misunderstood him, and explained: "I'm not joking with you, there's a lot of disturbance outside, it's better to stay here comfortably."

"I really don't want to go out yet."

After a pause, Zhao Fan smiled confidently, and added: "Besides, I want to leave the Demon Locking Tower, and I can leave at any time."

"All right……"

Feeling the firmness in his elder brother's tone, Zhao Cheng didn't persuade him much, but he felt a little confused in his heart. Is it really so comfortable to stay in this demon lock tower that never sees the light of day?

Chapter 15 Zhao Fan's Gift

Zhao Cheng couldn't understand Zhao Fan's happiness, because he didn't know that the latter stayed in the Demon Locking Tower and was getting stronger every day through the system check-in.

Although the days are a bit boring, Zhao Fan is very satisfied with the feeling of improving his strength all the time.

"Brother, I've run out of wine."

"I'll see you next time."

Putting down his wine glass, Zhao Cheng was about to leave. He is the suzerain of Shushan now, and he has a lot of things to do every day. To be able to find time to come here today is already a time he squeezed out.