"This is good!"
The dog-headed snake smiled from ear to ear.
Half-Ancestor Niu Chaos also breathed a sigh of relief.
Only the illusion doesn't care...
Because the rules he touched have been integrated to the extreme.
In other words, it is the end of the peak of the ancestral realm.
The special nature of life means that it is impossible for him to aspire to the realm of the Saint Ancestor.
"The impact of the things I came into contact with today was too great. I will rest for a while. You can do whatever you want."
Zhao Fan waved his hand and escaped into his bedroom.
After waking up, it's the next day.
Zhao Fan calculated the time and found that there was still about an hour before the sermon started.
He was going to go out for a while.
As for Huanmen and the others, they stayed in the dormitory.
soon.
Zhao Fan walked out of the Temple of Destruction alone.
He first arrived at the meditation pool.
Looking at the liquid in it up close, it looks very magical.
Those liquids seemed to be the fusion of the four major rules, but they did not conflict with each other and were extremely gentle.
Even before he made contact, he felt his whole body calm down.
Zhao Fan held back his desire and did not go for a dip.
Although I have 1010 rule points on hand, plus a free opportunity, I don't want to waste it pointlessly.
Subsequently.
Zhao Fan came to the experience center again.
One million rule values to experience once...
Zhao Fan felt simply intimidated!
Suddenly I felt that my rule value was too little!
no way.
The luxurious experience hall is probably rarely used by senior students.
Just as the hour was coming, Zhao Fan was about to turn around and return to the Temple of Destruction.
suddenly.
The door to the experience center is opened.
A slovenly and elegant figure carrying a blue sword came out, with the word "enjoy" written all over his face.
The fluctuations exuding from his body were only at the elementary level of the Ancestral Realm, which was the lowest level in the Holy Courtyard.
"Who is this?"
Zhao Fan was secretly confused.
Yesterday, whether they went to the four major temples one by one for testing, or finally gathered collectively at the Altar of Destruction.
He has never seen the other party's existence.
but.
The Holy Academy is currently fully staffed. So far, I have only seen eighty-six students, and thirteen have yet to show up.
The figure in front of me is among the thirteen.
"Huh?"
The other party also noticed Zhao Fan at the same time, "The peak of the extreme realm?"
He stepped forward curiously and asked, "Are you the new junior brother?"
Zhao Fan nodded, "Exactly, I'm so good at creation, what do you call me, senior brother?"
"Xiaoyao."
He smiled casually, "The Holy Temple is full now... By the way, Junior Brother Creation, which temple did you choose to worship in?"
"Destroy the Temple."
As Zhao Fan was talking, he felt that he had never heard of the title Xiaoyao before.
"It's time for me to preach here. Let's chat when we meet him later." A carefree figure swished forward and escaped into the Temple of Destiny.
"Xiaoyao...Xiaoyao?!"
Zhao Fan suddenly remembered!
Senior Sister Siya mentioned something yesterday.
There is a person named Xiaoyao in the Temple of Destiny, who is currently the oldest student, bar none!
Not only that!
The other party seems to have a "unique skill" at the card level!
Other students can no longer suppress themselves if they are suppressed, and their life levels will naturally increase.
However.
This Senior Brother Xiaoyao, as the oldest student currently, is still hanging around at the elementary level of the Ancestral Realm!
"It turns out to be that ruthless man, um...if I have the chance, I'd better make friends with him."
Zhao Fan smiled.
If you can learn how to suppress levels, it will be comfortable. You can stay in the Holy Court as long as you want, and you don't have to worry about your life level being forced to reach the peak of the ancestral realm.
Zhao Fan immediately rushed back to the Temple of Destruction.
Go straight up to the tenth floor.
In the preaching hall.
Twenty students from the Temple of Destruction, except Zhao Fan, have gathered.
Each sat in a ball of floating black nothingness, closing their eyes and waiting for the arrival of the Saint Ancestor of Destruction.
Zhao Fan wanted to open a small stove, so he chose the farthest position.
Black nothingness is present.
Zhao Fan was going to imitate his brothers and sisters and sit in it at a glance.
However, after the body floated up, as soon as he fell in, he was directly pushed out. He even lost control of his balance and fell heavily to the ground.
thump!
A muffled sound appeared.
All the destruction students opened their eyes one after another and cast smiling glances at Zhao Fan.
"Junior Brother Creation, you haven't touched the rules of destruction, so you can't sit in." A senior brother joked.
"Huh? That's right."
Zhao Fan smiled bitterly and said, "Thank you, Brother Chuanji, for reminding me."
The first time I came to listen to a sermon, I made a joke, which was really embarrassing.
"Calm down, everyone here is like this when you first come here, haha."
Brother Chuanji laughed,
Just at this time.
An enchanting figure in black walked into the preaching hall.
In an instant, all the destruction students fell into a deathly silence.
What came was the Saint Ancestor of Destruction.
It was completely different from the easy-going attitude when facing Zhao Fan yesterday, and his demeanor was full of majesty.
Coupled with the aura of rules of destruction.
Zhao Fan couldn't help but squirm when he saw it, it was too scary!
It's as if everything is about to be destroyed...
"Now, the sermon begins."
The Saint Ancestor of Destruction sat in the largest black void above, and his voice struck the hearts of all the students like a mysterious sound from heaven.
But Zhao Fan couldn't hear anything.
next moment.
He felt that the length, width and height around him were a hundred meters apart, and he was completely isolated from the outside world.
And the figure of the Saint Ancestor of Destruction appeared in it.
It is the incarnation of her condensed, "Cao Cao, let's start here too."
"Yes! Master."
Zhao Fan bowed respectfully, then sat cross-legged on the ground, looking intently at the incarnation of the Saint Ancestor of Destruction.
"In your eyes, what do you think the rules of destruction look like?"
The tone of the Saint Ancestor of Destruction was like chatting with friends, which formed a sharp contrast with the deity in the preaching hall outside.
"Um……"
Zhao Fan thought for a while.
"There's no rush, just think about it slowly." The Saint Ancestor of Destruction smiled patiently.
a long time.
Zhao Fan then said: "The rule of destruction in my opinion is the process and result of transforming everything from existence to nothing."
"oh?"
The Saint Ancestor of Destruction asked with a smile: "Process and result? Is the process also included?"
Zhao Fan followed his own thoughts and said: "I think if it is in the process of destruction, it seems that we should pay more attention to it than the result."
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