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In the palace, Long Aotian's figure suddenly appeared, he was the same as the man Shen Jie saw, but there was an extra dragon-patterned black robe on his body, and from the perspective of appearance, he was also a character at the same level as Pan Yuanjie. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Holy Lord. ”

"Yuan Jie, how did that little ghost of his become your subordinate boy? I didn't promise him on your behalf, I just want you to grasp all this yourself, the importance of the fifth holy son of the fiftieth generation, you should understand. ”

"The Great Dao is thirty, the Tianyan is forty-nine, and one of them has escaped, and the one of my Wufan Sect is the fifth holy son of this generation. So...... Aotian, you insist on not setting up the Fifth Holy Son, just for the sake of that little guy today, you gave him the Holy Son Order today?"

"The Five Holy Son Decrees, in fact, never existed. ”

"What?!"

Pan Yuanjie was shocked, there was no Holy Son Order?

"After the first generation of the Holy Lord reached the peak of the Dao, he disappeared into the depths of the demon vein, and only told the first generation of the Great Elder that he had to set up a holy son to inherit the position of the Immortal Holy Lord, and the fiftieth generation of the Immortal Holy Lord must be personally selected by him. After that, there were five Holy Son Decrees, which continue to this day. ”

"These are all recorded in the Immortal History Books, I know, but what does this real Holy Son Order mean?"

"The first Holy Lord had a piece of the Holy Son's Decree, and this token captured the heavens and the earth to create, and it was a treasure of Taoism, but if you can't cultivate it, you can't see its wonders. ”

"Could it be that the little guy got the first Holy Lord's piece of the Holy Son's Order!"

Pan Yuanjie was shocked, he originally thought that Shen Jie was just a slightly special saint son who might change the status quo of Wufan, but as far as he knew so far, Shen Jie could not only change the status quo of Wufan, but he would also lead the future of Wufan!

Asking Dao treasures are rare in the world, and each of them is a treasure that conquers heaven and earth, and it can raise the strength of the Daoist monk to a big step - invincible at the same level.

This is the horror of asking the treasure!

Once Shen Jie has really grown to that point, it is not too simple to purge Wufan by forceful means, and at that time, the scattered cultivators all over the world will not come to rush to Wufan, and reproduce the grand occasion when Wufan was first established!

"That's right, he is the Holy Son who was chosen by the First Holy Lord, and he has the ability to change the situation on the entire continent, so, Yuan Jie, don't give him convenience just because he is some of your subordinate boys, let him break through the sky by himself, as for the battle within the sect, don't let those old guys take action in person. ”

"Yes, Holy Lord. ”

"Okay, it's time to go back, let that little guy digest what happened these days, and then send him to the Great Zhou Dynasty...... Break the rudder. ”

"That's within the sphere of influence of the Ghost King Sect! It's even at the junction of the Great Zhou and Tianshu, where wars are frequent, and it's the most unpeaceful place in the entire continent, so you send him there......

"Only in the midst of blood and fire can we see whether this Son, who was chosen by the first Holy Lord, is really capable. If not, then it proves that the first Lord chose the wrong person. ”

Long Aotian said lightly, and then disappeared.

"Holy Lord......

Pan Yuanjie looked at the place where Long Aotian left in a daze, and his eyes showed a complicated look.

"Anyway, it's not an absolute Jedi there, but when you get there, you really speak with strength, and that little guy should also be polished. ”

Pan Yuanjie sighed, he couldn't get the treatment of Long Aotian's teleportation, and he could only slowly fly back to the main rudder.

Inside the Helmsman's Chamber.

"The day is not far off when the Divine Soul will break through to the late stage of the Birth Spring, if I absorb some of the power of the Angry Demon Spirit, I should be able to break through today. ”

Shen Jie felt the power of his little divine soul, and a steady stream of divine soul power flowed around it, endlessly.

Since entering the Shengquan realm, the cultivation progress of the Nine Swords Soul Alchemy Technique has accelerated a lot, the extremely strong recovery speed, coupled with the Hongmeng Yuan Qi that can continuously nourish the injuries of the Divine Soul, although his Divine Soul cultivation is not as exaggerated as a thousand miles a day, it is also quite terrifying.

Swish!

A sound of breaking wind passed, and Pan Yuanjie had already arrived in the conference hall.

"Little one, today is your last rest, I wonder if you have the time to listen to my old man's nagging?"

"Yes, old man. ”

Shen Jie heard the heaviness in Pan Yuanjie's tone, and immediately understood that he must have something important.

Although the two signed a soul contract, so far, Pan Yuanjie has never used the soul contract to blackmail him, and the past few days of getting along have made the two people with a huge age gap also have a feeling of sympathy for each other.

Only in front of Shen Jie will Pan Yuanjie show his old naughty side, and apart from Pan Yuanjie, Shen Jie will not call any high-ranking monk "old man".

"Come with me, this is not a place to chat. ”

Pan Yuanjie smiled, smiling happily, as if he hadn't laughed like this for a long time.

Following him, Shen Jie once again entered the secret room where he came, and was puzzled that Pan Yuanjie actually took him directly to the Desolate Rudder.

Walking out of the secret room, Shen Jie didn't know where this was, but the style of the palace was different from that of Mingfeng Mountain. Before he could get out of the secret room of the rudder hall, a faint smell of blood filled the air and rushed in.

"This is not Mingfeng Mountain. ”

"This is the Great Zhou Dynasty, the rudder is desolate, you will take root here in the future and strengthen the power of Wufan here. ”

"That's it...... Here?"

Shen Jie walked out of the secret room and came to the main hall, only the bluestone chair in the center of the hall sat a male cultivator with a gloomy expression, and he didn't make any other moves when he saw Pan Yuanjie coming.

The sound of fighting outside was endless, but the man in front of him showed a very enjoyable expression.

"It's another fight, this time there are also great elders watching the battle, it's really wonderful, wonderful, hahaha. ”

Seeing that this person was so rude, Pan Yuanjie rarely used his identity as a great elder to teach him a lesson, but instead ignored him, which in itself was a show of weakness.

"Little one, come with the old man. ”

Shen Jie was silent, he was not a fool, Pan Yuanjie, as an extraordinary elder, was far superior to the person in front of him in terms of identity and real strength, but he was still showing weakness, and I am afraid that things are a little troublesome.

With Pan Yuan's outstanding door, Shen Jie was taken into the air, overlooking this land from a high place.

"Little one, take a good look at the land below, and remember all of it, and each more you remember, the more chances you will have to save your life in the future. (To be continued.) )