Chapter 1810: The First Elder
Zhao Fan's suspicions are not unreasonable.
In today's Mixed Yuan Era, would a Nine Tribulation Extreme be so polite and enthusiastic to an Otherworldly Supreme? I'm afraid that when I see it, I feel that it is in the way of my eyes.
However, Zhao Fan didn't ask, if the Biyan Ancestral God and the Zixiao Ancestral God really had a plan, they would be exposed sooner or later.
If not, then everything will be fine.
For the time being, he regarded the Jade Purple Shrine as a place for him to settle in the Eternal World.
The next day.
The Biyan Ancestral God and the Zixiao Ancestral God left the Bizi Divine Palace and sent a disciple to deliver a divine decree.
The so-called divine decree is equivalent to a scroll.
Zhao Fan opened it and took a look, and on it was the elder clause that the Biyan Ancestor God had ordered overnight, and what he wanted to do was written on it, and it was clear at a glance. And said later that the two ancestral gods had something to do and would come back in about half a month, during which the Bizi Divine Palace would be fully handed over to Zhao Fan.
"Trust me so much?"
The more Zhao Fan thought about it, the more strange it became.
What exactly is it to figure yourself?
Zhao Fan's combat power is so powerful that it is far beyond the ability of ordinary ancestral gods, but the key is that the Biyan Ancestral God and the Zixiao Ancestral God know nothing, in their eyes, they are just a true god with good luck.
"Forget it, I don't want to."
Zhao Fan put away the divine decree, pushed open the door of the Hall of Elders, and looked at it, startled.
Because, the disciples of the entire Bizi Divine Palace were waiting on their knees in an orderly manner in the open space outside.
Seeing Zhao Fan appear, the 20,000 disciples shouted, "Meet the Great Elder." ”
"Ugh."
Zhao Fan was inexplicably troubled by this battle.
Immediately, he waved his hand and said, "No courtesy." ”
Many disciples got up one after another, and cast their eyes at him expectantly.
In terms of the elders, it means that they should teach their disciples to practice.
Obviously, the disciples also knew.
I finally looked forward to an elder, who didn't look forward to it?
But more than 20,000 disciples came to ask for advice at once, Zhao Fan was really a little overwhelmed, he cleared his throat, and said: "Cough, according to the level of life, come in batches, first of all, the priest of the Purple Mansion." The rest of the disciples went outside the Hall of Elders to listen to the summons. ”
"Yes!"
The disciples whose life level surpassed that of the Purple Mansion Priest turned around in unison and withdrew from Zhao Fan's sight.
And those left behind also reached 8,000.
Zhao Fan looked at the number of Purple Mansion priests, and his heart was covered with mist, this has passed more than ten mixed yuan eras, such a long time, plus there are two palace masters at the level of ancestral gods, even if it is a group of pigs, it will not stay at the bottom!
It's all edified!
Zhao Fan's gaze fell on the figure at the forefront, and he clearly sensed that the other party's life level was infinitely close to the extreme, in other words, it was the Great Perfection of the Purple Mansion Priest, "You, introduce yourself." ”
The Purple Mansion Priest said respectfully, "Great Elder Qiqi, the disciple is the chief of the Purple Mansion, and his name is Changyuwu. ”
"Long jade mist."
Zhao Fan asked casually: "Let me ask you, why are you still the lowest-level Purple Mansion Priest after more than ten Mixed Yuan Eras?" ”
Chang Yuwu's body trembled, and he said suspiciously: "Our longevity has been exhausted, so the life level has stopped. ”
"Huh?"
Zhao Fan was a little confused, Shouyuan was exhausted? Shouldn't it be dead!
But he is an elder, and if he continues this kind of question, he will be considered ignorant.
"I can't improve my life level, and you still come to me for advice?" Zhao Fan said.
"Great Elder, this is the palace master's notice."
Chang Yuwu looked at Zhao Fan cautiously and explained, "If you guide us, we will be able to improve our life level." ”
"And this?"
Zhao Fan was extremely puzzled, and then, with a move of his mind, on the table in the Hall of Elders, he picked out a dusty book that had existed when he came last night, and on it was the cultivation information of the Third Mixed Yuan Era, like an encyclopedia, and everything that should be introduced was in place.
It took Zhao Fan half an hour to integrate the entire book, and he had the ability to guide across the Chaos Era.
Although the systems are different, Zhao Fan, as the supreme, understands things that are comparable to the dollar class with a little care, and can give instructions casually.
Zhao Fan planned to try it with the long jade mist first.
He brought the other person in front of him.
Chang Yuwu raised his steps expectantly, walked up the steps in the envious eyes of the crowd, and then knelt down to listen.
Zhao Fan sensed it for a moment, and then said: "The Purple Mansion is an ethereal fog, and when the mist turns into Vientiane, it is the Vientiane Realm. ”
Chang Yuwu was depressed in his heart, isn't this common sense that everyone knows?
Could it be that this True God Elder is a parallel import?
The next moment.
He heard Zhao Fan say again: "The Purple Mansion leads to Vientiane, it is not a phenomenon that stacks up on top of each other, so it can become Vientiane, but it is time-consuming and labor-intensive, and it also stops at the beginning of reaching Vientiane." The real Vientiane is one, which can change any phenomenon at will. ”
again!
If Chang Yuwu hadn't been hindered by the other party's life level, he would have directly expressed his dissatisfaction, stacking to ten thousand images, it was something done by a priest with poor qualifications but different from ordinary people, not to mention a genius like him, those disciples of the Purple Mansion below, all the paths they took were as Zhao Fan said.
And at this time.
Zhao Fan's voice made Chang Yuwu stay in place, "Shouyuan is exhausted, which means that the normal way cannot improve the level of life, so we have to find another way, break it and stand up, and completely smash the source image that can be transformed into all things in the Purple Mansion now." ”
"Ahh
Chang Yuwu couldn't help but exclaim, and his face was so frightened that he retreated ten steps in a row, "Big ...... Great Elder, the disciple is afraid that he will not be able to stand up if it is broken. ”
He had the urge to escape from the Hall of Elders, because, in that way, he would be self-defeating.
"Trust me."
Zhao Fan smiled at Changyumist, and a look of encouragement appeared in his eyes.
And the supreme mystery, so that Changyuwu involuntarily raised his palm, used his divine power, and slapped heavily at his purple mansion.
"Stop!"
Zhao Fan's words followed, and Chang Yumist's movements froze.
Zhao Fan said correctively: "I asked you to shatter the source image, but I didn't let you shatter the Purple Mansion." ”
"Yes."
Chang Yuwu obediently changed his way, used his divine power in his body, smashed the Purple Mansion, and smashed the source image that had been fused with his life's work, without hesitation!
"Phew!"
Changyu Mist spurted blood from his mouth and fell to the ground softly.
Zhao Fan sensed it slightly, and the vitality in the other party's body began to show signs of recovery, so he said to the disciples of the Purple Mansion below: "Carry it away, the next one, ah no, it's all in place, I'll guide collectively." ”
Just now, he communicated with Chang Yuwu in the way of sound transmission, in order to test the water, and now it seems that it is really effective.
Many of the Purple Mansion disciples below looked at each other.
"What's going on?"
"Chief Chief, vomiting blood and coma?"
"Huh? I vaguely sensed the vitality in him, like a flame, but it burned more and more! ”
"Hurry up, carry the chief down, the great elder is going to preach collectively, after so long, we finally see the hope of impacting all things!"
All the Purple Mansion Priests fell into a boil.
In less than a breath, the fog was lifted and disappeared.
Zhao Fan stood up, his voice blended into a little Supreme Mystery, and he said straight to the point: "No nonsense, all the divine power is condensed and the source image in the Purple Mansion is destroyed, but remember to destroy the Purple Mansion in the slightest." ”
Under the action of the Supreme Mystery.
In the preaching area in front of the Hall of Elders, spectacular images of "self-harm" are staged......