"yes."
After the Lord of Despair heard the words, he immediately nodded and accepted the order. As an extremely mysterious existence in the eyes of many supreme beings, he was obedient to the goddess' orders without the slightest hint of disobedience.
next moment.
The God of Despair left the Hunyuan Temple.
"It's time to end it. After all, it's better to end it as soon as possible." The goddess whispered to herself. After knowing that the man appeared, there was no wave in her heart. As she waved her sleeves, the palace door was closed, and she closed her eyes again, indifferently. His temperament is characterized by having no desires and no demands.
…
Xia Zhongtian, the alliance headquarters of Nanyuan Province.
After Zhao Fan entered the Bing Dao Pavilion, he did not pick and choose, and began to read the technical books of other weapons one by one, and then read them one by one and put them down without any interest.
"Now, my name has spread to all parts of the Hunyuan God Realm."
Zhao Fan closed the skill book in his hand and sighed in his heart, "If Qianqian is here, she should have heard something."
The clothes he was wearing were still the ones with blood written on them.
"Huh? This book on swordsmanship skills..." When Zhao Fan saw the second page, his eyes lit up. It was actually similar to "Nine Jue Slashes of Destruction". Except for the different weapons, there were only slight differences. The difference is called "Nine Sword of Nirvana"!
Zhao Fan flipped through the pages with great interest, and the more he looked, the more similar he felt.
The signature of this classic is "Fa Tian Supreme."
"Could it be that Supreme Fa Tian and Supreme Ming come from the same Hunyuan world and have a good friendship?" Zhao Fan put down the classics thoughtfully. If it is imitation, it is impossible to reach this level. The only way is to talk to each other. Only by studying together will the secret skills that are similar but comparable to each other emerge.
"I must meet the Supreme Being of Dharma Heaven."
Zhao Fan did not continue to browse other technical books. In order to verify his guess, he immediately returned to the alliance hall, took out the list of alliance members, and looked for the name of "Supreme Fatian" in it.
It took a stick of incense to finally find it.
Fatian Supreme, before joining the Nanyuan Alliance, was the deputy sect leader of the original "Knocking Heart Sect". Not only that, his ranking in the previous divine meetings has basically remained at more than 900. During the previous power conference, the leader of the Guoxin Sect came alone, so Zhao Fan had never seen him.
"Elder Qianling, check where the Supreme Fatian is and summon him."
Zhao Fan turned his head and looked at the figure sitting quietly in front of the palace door. The other person was the internal affairs elder established by Supreme Gu Jia to manage matters such as the transfer of alliance members.
"Yes, Alliance Leader."
The Supreme Leader Qianling took out the book recording the transfer of members and said: "The Supreme Master Fatian is located in the southeastern region of the state."
"Um."
Zhao Fan nodded slightly.
The Supreme Leader Qianling wrote a letter and went to Fei Shu Tang, and was carried to the destination by a flying bird and beast. It was expected that the flying bird and beast would be able to carry Supreme Fa Tian to the alliance headquarters in half a day.
"Elder Qianling, when Supreme Fa Tian arrives, go to the Bingdao Pavilion and notify me."
Zhao Fan said a word and left the palace gate.
However, on the way to the Bing Dao Pavilion, a voice suddenly came to his ears, which seemed out of reach and yet very close at hand: "Zhao Fan."
"who?"
Zhao Fan looked around inexplicably, but except for the supreme figure traveling to and from the many sub-pavilions of Yilan Pavilion, there was nothing unusual. However, that voice was obviously in the form of sound transmission. Such a method cannot be used in the Hunyuan God Realm!
Immediately, he remembered Lingxing Supreme's introduction to the Lord of Despair.
This is the only possibility!
The question is, this is not the meeting of gods. What is the reason why the God of Despair sends a message to him alone?
Zhao Fan stood on the ground in confusion and lowered his voice to the point where only he could hear clearly, "I have seen the Lord of Despair."
"First go to a place where no one will see you. Then follow me to the heaven. The goddess wants to see you."
The voice of the God of Despair came again.
"Um."
Zhao Fan nodded. He did not refuse. After all, he was sealed in a mortal state. Facing the only existence that was not restricted by rules, he had no right to choose at all. Following the other party's wishes, he turned around and returned to the Alliance Hall, analyzing the words of the God of Despair as he walked.
The goddess sees herself?
Who is this unheard-of goddess!
And the upper heaven, where is it?
Could it be that uniting the scattered sands of Namwonju into one body violated an unknown taboo?
"Alliance leader?"
Qian Ling Zhizun looked at Zhao Fan who had left and returned with confusion.
"Just now I suddenly had a feeling. I have to strike while the iron is hot and go back to the bedroom to retreat." Zhao Fan made up a reason and ordered: "If Supreme Fa Tian arrives, just ask him to wait for me to come out of seclusion at the alliance headquarters."
"good."
The Supreme Qian Ling was extremely envious. The alliance leader was already extremely dazzling. As a result, he was inspired in his skills. Looking back at himself, he was really full to death and hungry to death!
Subsequently.
Zhao Fan entered the bedroom upstairs.
As soon as the door closes.
The voice of the Lord of Despair appeared, "Close your eyes."
Zhao Fan did as he was told.
In an instant, he felt that his body was light, and he was swept up by the breeze like a feather, as if he was constantly rising!
Zhao Fan couldn't help but want to open his eyes, but found that the upper and lower eyelids seemed to be sewn together, and not even a gap could be opened.
"It's a seal again..."
Zhao Fan sighed helplessly and allowed the God of Despair to take him to the so-called upper heaven.
Unknowingly.
The invisible mortal seal on his body seemed to disappear without a trace in an instant, and the long-lost feeling of power came back!
And, it’s not an illusion, it’s real!
Zhao Fan jumped from the ordinary world and returned to the realm of the pinnacle great master, using various methods and the treasures on his body!
The seal on the eyes no longer exists.
Zhao Fan subconsciously opened his eyes, and in his sight, he saw a hall that was completely black. Above the door of the hall, there were four big characters that he didn't recognize but could understand, "Hunyuan Temple" was engraved on it!
Just a glance.
Zhao Fan couldn't help but shudder. Facing the Hunyuan Temple, it was like facing an iceberg. It wasn't really cold, but it made people shiver down their spines.
Zhao Fan released his perception, and the entire upper heaven, except for the Hunyuan Temple in front, fell into his consciousness clearly. There was no second building and no living beings.
Even the God of Despair who brought him here has disappeared.
"Enter the Hunyuan Temple, the goddess is waiting for you."
The unknown source of the voice of the Lord of Despair penetrated into Zhao Fan's mind.
"good."
Zhao Fan hesitated for a moment and then opened the door of Hunyuan Temple.
After entering, everything was foggy and hazy, with extremely low visibility. Even with Zhao Fan's vision, he could only vaguely see a looming figure sitting quietly in the middle of the hall. Judging from its outline, it was still a figure. female.
"That must be the goddess, right? She gave me two contradictory feelings at the same time. One is a sense of familiarity, and the other is a sense of strangeness like a different road?"
Zhao Fan was full of questions.
He did not associate it with Lin Qianqian. Firstly, it was this hazy goddess who had a higher status than the Lord of Despair. Secondly, if it were her, the familiarity would not be deja vu but unforgettable.
"I'm the leader of Nanyuan Province, Zhao Fan."
Zhao Fan saluted symbolically and said, "I wonder why the goddess suddenly called me here."
"Namwonju Zhao Fan?"
The goddess' voice penetrated the mist, neither cold nor warm, as if she was talking to an unrelated person, "Why not talk about Zhao Fan, the Great Master of Creation, Zhao Fan from the Yuan Realm, and Zhao Fan from the North Star District?"
Her voice fell into Zhao Fan's ears.
boom!
Zhao Fan instantly felt as if the entire Tianling Cap had collapsed. His eyes were stunned, unbelievable, and unbelievable!
The voice of the other party was so familiar that it was exactly the same as Lin Qianqian.
"How could the goddess know so much? No, it's Qianqian!"
At this moment, Zhao Fan was extremely sure. He couldn't help but rush into the mist, arrived in front of the goddess's exquisite figure, looked at each other at close range, and the pure, quiet and beautiful face in his memory reappeared.
He had been worrying about her for so long that he didn't notice the change in his temperament. He habitually opened his arms and wanted to pour her into his arms.
Available in the next second.
Lin Qianqian's cold and ruthless eyes showed no signs of emotion. She raised her palm and shook Zhao Fan away by one meter.
Zhao Fan froze on the spot, and then he realized that she had undergone great changes from the wife in his memory. Her appearance was the same as before, but she was completely different, as indifferent as if she had no feelings for him.
"flourishing?"
Zhao Fan was a little unsure. Maybe the goddess just looked exactly like his wife.
"it's me."
The goddess nodded and did not deny it.
"this……"
Zhao Fan really couldn't understand. If it was Qianqian, how could she be like a stranger to him?
He sensed it carefully and found that the aura was indeed Lin Qianqian's. However, the realm was like a mirror, like a flower in the mirror, a mirror in the water, and a system that was completely different from the one he knew and even the worlds. He couldn't tell whether he was strong or weak. .
"Zhao Fan."
The goddess, who is Lin Qianqian, said calmly: "I didn't expect that you would appear in the Hunyuan God Realm. Originally, I planned to return to the Hunyuan World soon and end things with you. After all, we are married and have children. There is an heir. Now, if you are here just in time, you will save me the trouble of that trip."
"Finish it?"
Zhao Fan couldn't believe his ears, let alone his eyes.
Listening to what the other party meant, Lin Qianqian's memory was normal, but she had no emotions.
"Yes, end it."
Lin Qianqian nodded again and said: "I understand your character. You will not accept material compensation such as treasures, secret techniques, etc. But there is one thing you cannot refuse."
"What nonsense are you talking about?"
Zhao Fan shook his head violently, unable to accept this fact. He asked with pain in his heart: "What has happened since you disappeared in the Yuan Realm?"
