On the main peak of the Holy Sect, there is a holy palace, and the tart marquis has his bedroom, Lin Fan followed the god monarch and entered the tart marquis's dormitory.

"Sect Master, he's here," the Divine Monarch powerhouse said respectfully to the empty palace.

As soon as the words fell, Tart Bahou appeared, with a handsome face and a fluttering temperament, looking at the Divine Monarch and the strong man and saying, "Okay, you go out."

"Yes, Sect Master," the Divine Monarch powerhouse replied, and then walked out.

Lin Fan looked at the tart and said, "I don't know what the sect master is looking for me."

Tart Bahou looked at Lin Fan and said: "You have a good talent, you can be promoted to the god realm in the immortal realm where there are no laws, and you have also condensed the divine soul giant, this kind of talent, even if it is placed in the holy land, the transcendent power such as the temple, it is extremely outstanding."

Lin Fan didn't speak, and quietly listened to the words of the tart marquis.

Tart Pahou continued: "So, I will make you a Holy Son, you can use all the resources of our Holy Sect to cultivate, and you will not be wronged."

Lin Fan said respectfully: "Thank you for the cultivation of the sect master."

On the surface, he was respectful, but in his heart he didn't believe that there were such good things in the world, like pie in the sky.

Tart Marquis smiled and said, "Holy Sect, after all, it is the world of your young people, okay, let's go down."

Tart Bahou waved his hand at Lin Fan.

Lin Fan said goodbye to the tart marquis, and then left.

When Lin Fan left, the originally soft smile of the tart Marquis suddenly slowly turned cold, and he said to himself: "The golden soul sea, the golden divine soul giant, even if it is the entire divine domain, there are not many, if I can devour it..."

Thinking of this, Tart Bahou's heart beat wildly, and then an extremely sharp greedy gaze bloomed.

The god general or the god monarch powerhouse, maybe you can't see the god soul battle between Lin Fan and Qing Yunzi, but as a god king-level tart marquis, he can naturally see it clearly.

When he saw the appearance of the golden soul giant, Tart Bahou had a careful thought in his heart, this golden soul must be devoured by himself.

However, the other party's level is too low, and he is only in the early stage of the God Realm, so Tart Bahou let Lin Fan become the Holy Son and cultivate with the help of the Holy Sect's resources.

When he breaks through to the god general, the other party's golden divine soul should grow a lot again, and at that time, it is time to harvest it himself.

In addition to the other party's divine soul, Tart Bahou also coveted Lin Fan's cultivation technique, what kind of anti-heaven technique actually made the early stage of the god realm actually have the power of the peak of the god general.

Roar~

Suddenly, a dragon roar came from the palace, and I saw a black dragon suddenly appear, condensed with a divine soul, revolving around the body of Tart Bahou.

This black dragon is hundreds of meters long, and on the dragon's head, a pair of dragon eyes are full of greedy looks.

"I know you're hungry, but the other party's current divine soul is not enough for you to stuff your teeth, and when the other party is promoted to the late stage of the god realm, or a god general, I will let you devour him" Tart Bahou said with a smile.

This black dragon is the soul of Tart Bahou.

Tart Bahou does not belong to the human race, but belongs to the half-human and half-dragon, the mother is a human race, and the father is a powerful black dragon.

Inside the body of Tart Bahou, the blood of the black dragon flows.

The condensed divine soul is naturally a black dragon.

The black dragon roared wildly when he heard the words of the tart marquis, and then scattered and disappeared.

Lin Fan, who left the palace of Tart Batmar, appeared in a cold sweat, and his back was wet with cold sweat, I don't know why, although Tart Bathou had a smiling face.

But Lin Fan always felt that behind the other party's smiling face, there was a stinging bloody mouth.

"This place can't stay," Lin Fan's expression was quite solemn.

However, with his strength at the moment, it was very difficult to leave, after all, Tart Bahou sent two Divine Monarch powerhouses to protect him.

said it was to protect him, but in fact it should be to spy on him.

If he leaves now, it is estimated that he will provoke the tart to do it in advance.

Lin Fan had a headache, how could he get out of here.

After pondering and meditating for half an hour, Lin Fan didn't think of any good way, since he couldn't leave it, then he had to stay for the time being.

On this day, Lin Fan summoned the Divine Monarch and asked, "Excuse me, as a Holy Son, what rights do I have now?"

The Divine Monarch powerhouse replied: "If you have 10,000 Divine Stones to cultivate every month, you can enter the Weapon Pavilion and choose a monarch-level weapon, and you can go to the Martial Arts Pavilion and choose a monarch-level martial art."

Lin Fan rubbed his hands and said, "I don't even have a decent weapon yet, so I decided to choose one."

Divine Monarch: 'This is naturally possible'.

So, Lin Fan got up and left the peak, went to the main peak, and came to the Weapon Pavilion, because accompanied by the Divine Monarch and the strongman, Lin Fan easily walked in.

Circling around in the Weapon Pavilion, Lin Fan finally chose a monarch-level artifact that he could take advantage of.

Generally speaking, a monarch-level artifact can only be obtained or used by a strong person of the Divine Monarch, but Lin Fan got one by virtue of his identity.

Next, Lin Fan went to the martial arts attic and selected a book of monarch-level martial arts.

After choosing, Lin Fan returned to his place of residence and cultivated quietly.

"Recently, what has he moved?" Tart Bahou quietly came to the vicinity and asked the Divine Monarch in front of him.

The Divine Monarch powerhouse said respectfully: "He has chosen a monarch-level weapon, and there is also a monarch-level martial art, and the rest of the time is spent cultivating."

Tart Bahou said, "Let him practice."

The Divine Monarch powerhouse said: "The martial art he chose is not ordinary, it is the Shattered Sky Finger."

Tart Bahou narrowed his eyes, then waved his hand, and sneered: "Let him cultivate, even if he cultivates to reach the level of a god general, he is still under my control."

Then, the tart Bahou floated away.

With the divine stone resources sent by the Marquis of Tart every month, Lin Fan's state at the moment has reached a saturated state, but Lin Fan suppressed his cultivation and did not break through.

For half a year, Lin Fan's cultivation still made no progress.

Not far away, a cold look appeared on the face of the Marquis of Tart: "Isn't he already in the early stage of the Divine Realm, why hasn't he broken through the middle stage yet?"

The Divine Monarch said, "I don't know."

"Forget it" Tart Bahou snorted coldly and turned to leave.

On this day, Lin Fan summoned the Divine Monarch powerhouse, and said distressedly: "I have absorbed so many divine stones, I feel that I am about to break through, but I have never been able to break through."

"I think I may have to go outside and conduct actual combat, and I will be able to break through under the experience of life and death."

The Divine Monarch said, "If you want to go out to practice, I'll go and ask the sect master."

Perhaps he felt that it was a bit inappropriate to say this, so he couldn't help but treat Lin Fan as a prisoner, and smiled awkwardly: "As a holy son, your status is noble, and the sect master said that you can go out to practice, but you must bring a few guards to protect your safety."

The Divine Monarch powerhouse left, and Lin Fan's eyes narrowed.

Sure enough, this Divine Monarch powerhouse was sent by the Marquis of Tart to spy on him.

(End of chapter)