The huge seat was falling like a dead object.
After all, it was a sacred ancestral weapon, and the movement caused by its whereabouts was felt by the entire Sword Pan Sect monks.
boom!
When it landed, a huge deep pit was created.
The movement caused caused most of the Sword Pan Palace to tremble.
"what happens?"
"Is the enemy attacking?"
"You're kidding, who dares to kill our Sword Pan Sect?"
"Huh? The noise came from the library in the northwest corner."
"Let's go take a look."
In an instant.
One by one, the ancestral realm elders and the three deputy sect masters of the Holy Ancestor gathered at the edge of the huge pit.
Everyone looked at it.
It turned out to be... a huge chair? !
Not only that, the texture of the huge seat is that of a holy ancestral weapon!
"The sect leader is here."
The elders of the Ancestral Realm turned around and saw the figure of the Sword Pan Saint Ancestor, and they all saluted respectfully.
"metropolitan."
The three deputy sect leaders also saluted.
"Seat?"
The Lord of Jianpan Palace was stunned for a moment, "A chair with the quality of a holy ancestral artifact? Who is so extravagant?"
He looked around and saw no sign of any beings outside the sect.
"Ownerless thing?!"
The Lord of Jianpan Palace was stunned again. Could it be that... a pie really fell from the sky?
It was probably due to a fight between two unknown Saint Ancestors, and it flew over.
The Lord of Jianpan Palace smiled and said to himself: "Since you have offered it to me, how can you not accept it?"
With a thought, he locked the huge seat under the pit.
Directly forming a mark of recognition like a brand!
"Congratulations, sect master, congratulations, sect master, for adding another sacred ancestral weapon."
The deputy sect leaders and a group of elders cast envious looks.
The next moment.
They were all dumbfounded.
"Owner."
The giant chair said respectfully.
"This Holy Ancestral Artifact Seat has a spirit born?!"
"This this……"
Everyone stared at the huge seat with their mouths open.
A smile appeared on the face of the Sword Pan Saint Ancestor, "Come up."
The huge chair emerged from the deep pit and landed directly in front of the Sword Pan Saint Ancestor. He shouted again: "Master."
"Let me ask you, why are you here?"
The Sword Pan Saint Ancestor is particularly curious about the origin of the huge chair.
"Master, I don't know either..." The huge chair said in a confused tone: "I have been in a deep sleep state, and I was awakened just after you recognized me as the master."
"Then what are you capable of?"
The Sword Pan Saint Ancestor asked expectantly.
After he recognized the Lord, no information details emerged.
"I can make you, Master, more comfortable and comfortable when you need to rest, especially when the retreat ends and your consciousness has negative effects."
The huge seats sell themselves hard.
"That's it?"
The Sword Pan Saint Ancestor looked at the huge seat with disgust.
"Master, my feeble words cannot describe that feeling. You can experience it by sitting down for a moment." The huge seat invited.
It was also the first time for the elders and deputy sect leaders to see the sacred ancestral weapon that gave birth to a spirit, and they watched quietly in wonder.
"Okay, then I'll give it a try. If it's not as comfortable as you said, I'll dismantle you and refine it into a useful ancestral weapon."
The Sword Pan Saint Ancestor, without any hesitation, stood in front of the huge chair and began to sit down...
Not far away in the void.
Nine Domain Tower Particles.
Zhao Fan and Bronze Lantern were staring at the light screen with bated breath.
After they received the message from the huge seat that the Jianpan Saint Ancestor appeared, they went deep into the edge of the Jianpan Sect to hibernate here.
At this time, we are waiting for the Sword Pan Saint Ancestor to take his seat!
