"Master."
Zhao Fan saluted respectfully.
As his life level reached the peak of the ancestral realm, he became more and more aware of how terrifying it was to reach the pinnacle of a single rule, and Master was the undisputed leader in the rule of destruction! ! !
Therefore, the broader his understanding, the more Zhao Fan admires his master.
The incarnation of the Saint Ancestor of Destruction nodded slightly and led Zhao Fan to the door of the Retreat Hall. After opening the door, he said: "Go in."
"OK."
Zhao Fan immediately entered the retreat hall.
He looked around.
I couldn't help but feel shocked.
Because, there are countless clouds floating in the entire retreat hall.
Those clouds are all gray and black, and they are all transformed by the rules of destruction.
not only that.
The beds and furniture in the hall are all solidified by the rules of destruction.
Even if the compatibility of the rules of destruction reaches the extreme, even if the level of contact reaches the peak of the ancestral realm, Zhao Fan feels thrilling at this moment!
"Master's rules of destruction, what I understand and what I touch, is just like ordinary people looking up to gods."
Zhao Fan couldn't help but his throat trembled.
No wonder, the Saint Ancestor of Destruction can be compared to the higher Saint Ancestors with a single rule of destruction.
While watching, Zhao Fan came to the middle position, and with a thought, he put the huge seat into the Nine Domain Tower.
"Hey, Master, I'm quite comfortable here. Why did you take me away?"
The spirit of the huge chair is inexplicable.
"I asked for it!" Tong Leng's voice sounded, "Have you forgotten what we are going to do? Humph!"
A cold snort made the spirit in the huge chair feel uneasy.
When Bronze Lamp gets angry, the consequences will be serious!
The giant chair quickly explained: "I didn't forget. I didn't forget. I just noticed that the owner has reached the peak of the ancestral realm. Brother Deng, please calm down. I know I was wrong."
"I won't be acquainted with you for the time being. If your performance disappoints me later, I won't mind erasing your spirit."
Tong Leng said calmly.
"Okay, okay, I would rather be broken into pieces to complete my mission!" The giant seat obeyed obediently.
"Is it that serious in nature?"
Zhao Fan heard the conversation between the two holy ancestral weapons and said doubtfully: "Has it reached the point where a holy ancestral weapon was shattered?"
"That's not the case."
Bronze Lamp said disdainfully: "This chair is very oily, so don't worry about it."
"..."
But the huge seat was trembling, and he didn't dare to interrupt at all.
Subsequently.
Zhao Fan turned around and left the master's retreat hall.
"How do you feel?" the incarnation of the Saint Ancestor of Destruction asked with a smile.
"Awesome, shocking."
Zhao Fan simply and straightforwardly expressed his feelings during the short period of entering and exiting.
"Um."
The incarnation of the Saint Ancestor of Destruction said slowly: "That is not a rule of destruction that you can touch. However, it can have a very good auxiliary effect when you enter the Saint Ancestor level at the peak of the ancestral realm. I have decided that you can do it here Three retreats, each time cannot exceed ten thousand years at most. And the interval between two retreats must be at least one million years."
Zhao Fan was startled.
"Because if a single retreat exceeds ten thousand years and the interval between two retreats is less than a million years, your rules of destruction will be irreversibly affected by the rules of destruction of the quiet hall."
The incarnation of the Saint Ancestor of Destruction said solemnly: "When the time comes, you can only abandon the rule of death and embark on the path of becoming a teacher. And on this path, it is destined that there can only be one person who ends. I have already arrived first, understand."
Zhao Fan nodded and said: "Thank you Master for giving me three opportunities to retreat. I will cherish it."
"Go ahead."
The incarnation of the Saint Ancestor of Destruction waved his hand.
Zhao Fan retreated.
Students of the Holy Academy, even the very few who worshiped the Saint Ancestor of Rules as their teacher, had never gone to the master's retreat hall for retreat in the past.
It can be seen from this.
How much the Saint Ancestor of Destruction dotes on Zhao Fan.
Zhao Fan left the Saint Ancestor of Destruction directly and walked towards the gate of the Holy Court when he happened to meet Senior Brother Mo who came to "accompany him to study".
"Junior Brother Jie, I haven't seen you for a short time, but you have reached the peak of the ancestral realm!"
Senior Brother Mo said incredulously.
The last time I saw Zhao Fan was before the retreat.
I thought I would only reach the critical point before the peak of the ancestral realm, but unexpectedly, I reached it directly.
Zhao Fan said with a smile: "I came out of seclusion before, then I wandered around for a while and got lucky and gained some insights, and then I came back and stayed in seclusion for more than 1,700 years, haha."
"admire."
Senior Brother Mo nodded.
"Speaking of which, you are quite diligent in accompanying Senior Sister Tao." Zhao Fan said with a smile.
Senior Brother Mo gritted his teeth and said, "I get angry when I mention this. What can I do if I don't come here often? That stick ancestor is just staring at the corner and trying to dig."
Zhao Fan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Then go and fix him. I have something else to do, so I'll get out of the way first."
"Well, see you later."
Senior Brother Mo nodded and escaped into the Temple of Death.
Zhao Fan walked out of the gate of the holy courtyard, and with a thought, he performed Ancestral Realm Advent.
next moment.
He then appeared in front of the Benlei River between Luozu City and Minggu City.
Jump into the river bottom.
"The last time I came here, I was still at the peak of my realm."
Zhao Fan looked at the gate of Shui Mansion, shook the finger where the bronze lamp was, and said: "This time the ancestral realm is at its peak."
"Isn't it all due to my contribution?" The copper lamp fell off proudly and restored its body.
Shine a little light.
The gate of Shuifu opened.
Then, he entered the dark area where perception limits exist.
"Um?"
Zhao Fan asked with some surprise: "Don't you go directly to the dojo?"
"Go back later and I'll get you something."
As the copper lamp spoke, the light on the wick rose in vain.
Illuminating the entire dark space like clear daylight.
Zhao Fan looked around in shock. Unexpectedly, this dark area that he had always thought was empty was actually filled with all kinds of things.
Like a huge storage warehouse.
Zhao Fan asked blankly: "Brother Lamp, what's going on? Before you illuminated it, there was nothing."
"Who told you there's nothing left?" Tong Leng said with a smile.
"I used to travel from one direction to another in the Nine Realms Tower, wandering around for who knows how long without touching a single obstacle."
Zhao Fan was puzzled.
"Just touch any of the items and try it." The copper lamp was mysterious.
After Zhao Fan heard this, he tentatively stretched out his hand to grab a purple crystal ball floating next to him.
As a result, he and it were like two magnets repelling each other. As soon as he passed his hand, the purple crystal ball got out of the way.
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