Chapter 8 Do you want to offend the Son?

"Master, after this period of investigation, I have thought of a way to get close to Huo Ling'er."

As an outer disciple, Shi Fan has been practicing in the Taichu Holy Land step by step for nearly half a month.

Gradually, through the people around him, he collected some information about Huo Ling'er.

"What's the solution?"

The Hundred Beast Immortal Venerable hidden in Shi Fan's ring was a little confused.

He really couldn't understand why his disciple was so obsessed with Huo Ling'er for some reason.

Previously, he wanted to use the other party to enter the Primordial Holy Land.

But now they're all mixed in.

Isn't it good to cultivate steadily?

In fact, Shi Fan couldn't say why, the first time he saw Huo Ling'er, he had a fiery sense of conquest.

This woman was destined to belong to him.

"It is rumored that the Primal Holy Son had a period of time when he launched a crazy pursuit of the daughter of the Fire Country Emperor, and Huo Ling'er repeatedly refused to avail and was troubled."

"It is said that on that day, before Huo Ling'er came to the Vast Mountain Range, he went to the Holy Son Peak alone in a rage, and then left desolately, presumably it was for this reason that our plan failed that day."

"What does that have to do with your proximity to Fire Spirit?"

After listening to Shi Fan's analysis, the Hundred Beast Immortal Venerable became even more confused.

"Since Huo Ling'er is dissatisfied with the Primordial Holy Son, then if we can find a way to make this Holy Son lose face, we will definitely be able to gain Huo Ling'er's favor."

The corners of Shi Fan's mouth were slightly hooked, and his eyes also flashed with a different look.

“……”

In the ring, the mouth of the illusory spirit body of the Hundred Beast Immortal Venerable opened slightly, and it took a long time to come back to his senses.

"But have you ever wondered why this generation of the Primordial Son was given the title of Young Emperor."

"Twenty-year-old little saint, even if this talent is in the upper domain, he is also a god son, a figure of the Tianjiao level."

"What are you going to do to disgrace him?"

"To put it mildly, in the eyes of the other party, the monks of the same generation don't even have the qualifications to chase him."

"The old man doesn't dare to appear here, Saint Wang Feng, there are a few breaths, even I am afraid of it."

He only felt that his disciple was simply a rat licking a cat.

Idle and have nothing to do to find excitement.

This is the primordial holy land, can it be better to offend the Holy Son?

Shi Fan's mouth opened slightly, as if he wanted to refute a few words, but after thinking about it, these words were not unreasonable.

He is also twenty years old, and he is already the Holy Son of the No. 1 Holy Land in the cultivation world, and he still needs to work hard to become an outer disciple here.

That's what happened, and he couldn't argue with it.

The beast elder had already taken care of his face just now.

There is no beast elder, he only has the cultivation of Tongxuan and a heavy heaven, and he is far from the little saint, and he has crossed two great realms.

The other party wanted to crush him, it was no different from crushing an ant.

For a while, Shi Fan's expression was a little lost, a touch of self-deprecation appeared at the corner of his lips, and the clenched palm caused the slightly sharp nails to pierce deeply into the palm because of the force......

"Ahem."

The Hundred Beast Immortal Venerable also knew how hard the words he had just said had hit Shi Fan, and hurriedly comforted him.

"But you don't have to be downcast, it's just that a genius like the other party often can't go to the end."

"The old man was not the most talented among his contemporaries, but in the end, because he lived a long time, he became a powerful Beast Immortal."

"This primordial Son is too sharp, he doesn't know how to hide, and the calamities he will encounter in the future are unimaginable."

"Although you have mediocre qualifications, this is your advantage, there will not be too many eyes on you, you have enough time to rise and strengthen yourself."

In order to let Shi Fan calm his mind and not be hit.

The Hundred Beast Immortal Venerable did not hesitate to reveal some of the secrets of the Ten Domains.

He knew that Shi Fan was a pretentious person.

Although there are not too many advantages, it is the key to recasting one's body in the future.

"There is the gaze of a powerhouse in the upper domain, and he is paying attention to the lower domain all the time?"

Hearing this terrible truth, Shi Fan couldn't help but take a deep breath.

Needless to say, most of these eyes must have been focused on the bodies of the Primordial Saint King, the Primordial Saint Son, and the great powers of the cultivation realms of all parties.

And none of the monks born in the wilderness could detect it.

It's really creepy.

"I understand, old beast, this may be what the old saying goes, steel is too hard and easy to break, and people are too rigid and easy to hurt."

Shi Fan clenched his hands into fists, looking like he was being taught.

I have to say that as a strong man from the upper domain, the Hundred Beast Immortal Venerable still has a set of tricks in fooling people.

Obviously, he had to do it as a last resort and could only parasitize himself in Shi Fan's ring, but he brainwashed Shi Fan for the sake of the son of destiny destined by heaven.

In the previous life before Yang Xiu's rebirth, Shi Fan really relied on such an idea to pass all the way and complete a brilliant life.

Call.

Finally fooled this kid again.

The Hundred Beast Immortal Venerable in the ring let out a long breath.

Shi Fan's question sounded in his ears again.

"Beast Elder, if you had a choice, would you choose the Primordial Son or me."

Hearing this question, the Hundred Beast Immortal Venerable was about to scold his mother.

How come it is that from the moment he entered the Taichu Holy Land, his disciple suddenly became so ambitious, and first wanted to have a relationship with the daughter of the Fire Country Emperor.

Now he is still an outer disciple, so he wants to compare with the Holy Son of the Holy Land, the twenty-year-old Young Emperor.

And if you give him a choice, who will he choose?

Don't you have a little bit of a coercion in your heart?

Not to mention if, if there is a chance of this, he will not hesitate to choose to abandon Shi Fan and throw himself into Yang Xiu's arms.

As the Primordial Son, he controls the resources of the entire wasteland.

Then he doesn't have to wait for Shi Fan to grow, he can directly reshape his physical body, if it weren't for the fact that he was in this state, he would only have a remnant soul left.

It was easy to be discovered by those powerful master protectors behind the other party, between Yang Xiu and Shi Fan, the Hundred Beast Immortal Venerable Dan Fan had a little hesitation, it was all disrespectful to the title of Young Emperor.

What is the Young Emperor?

As long as you don't die halfway, you will become an emperor in the future.

The Great Emperor, even in his heyday, had to come forward and kneel and lick the existence.

As for the comforting words he just said.

What's sharp? What doesn't know how to hide?

What is coming from the gaze of the Upper Domain?

If those guys in the upper domain could really make a move on the lower domain at will, Yang Xiu, the young emperor, would not be alive at all, and would have died a long time ago.

No surprises.

Before touching the cultivation limit of this realm, the other party's life will be smooth sailing, and they will rise in a straight line without any waves.

"The old man is an immortal venerable, what a peerless heavenly pride, a person with extraordinary talent has never seen it, practice together, talent is really important, but more important is the heart."

"I think your heart is very unusual, and you will become a great weapon in the future."

The Hundred Beast Immortal Venerable smiled, and he didn't know how many times he had scolded Shi Fan's indiscretion.