Next.
Zhao Fan's thoughts directly touched the void in front of him. At the same time, the void in the Ancestral Holy Mansion in the Luwu District also fluctuated.
The connection between ancestors and saints does not require the blessing of messenger tokens at all.
Just a thought and you can talk freely.
"Brother Huwu, let me ask you something." Zhao Fan explained the disappearance of the master of the Water Mansion.
"Either he died, or he was discovered by some ancestor saint and brought directly back to his mansion." The ancestor saint of Luwu judged: "However, since the mark of recognition is still there, it means that the possibility of his fall is not big."
"Not big? Does that mean it's still possible to fall?" Zhao Fan was greatly surprised.
"Um."
Ancestor Sage Wu Wu introduced: "There are two situations. After falling, it has no effect on the identification of the treasure's owner. The first one is that the time and space where the place of death is located is absolutely isolated from the outside world, but only Ancestor Sage can do this to this extent. Blockade, and there is no need for the Ancestor Saint to go to such trouble to target a junior."
"What about the other one?" Zhao Fan asked.
"Became a counterspirit and then died."
Lu Wu smiled and said: "This possibility is even smaller. Therefore, basically which ancestor saint brought the master of the water palace back to the ancestor saint palace. You can ask them."
"good."
Zhao Fan then contacted the leader of Yinming Kingdom, Bajue Ancestor Saint, and the dean himself, but they all said no.
I also asked other ancestral saints of the Chong sect, and the same was true.
Zhao Fan even went to the inner vein of the main vein of time and space to ask the twin ancestors.
The two heads of the twin ancestors looked at each other and seemed to be recalling, "No, absolutely not. The master of the water palace you mentioned did not enter the main line of time and space alone after leaving the main line of time and space with you, the upper saint ancestor. Time and space pass by, here, this is the old shadow of time and space during this period, you can tell it at a glance."
Zhao Fan's thoughts swept into the old shadows of time and space created by the twin ancestors.
The investigation was completed in one breath.
There is indeed no master of the Water Mansion.
"This is strange." Zhao Fan frowned. At that time, the master of the Water Mansion had indeed entered the cave of rules and never came out again!
And with the strength and experience of the owner of the water palace, how could something happen in the passage of the buffer zone?
Zhao Fan said goodbye to the Two Saints and Ancestors, and said to himself as he went back, "If there is no main line of time and space, it has nothing to do with the Ancestors of the An sect. There is no need to bother asking."
"good fortune!"
His front foot had just escaped from the inner channel and escaped into the ancestral holy city.
Then a surprised voice came from behind.
Zhao Fan knew who it was without any sense.
Ni Zhu!
Zhao Fan ignored Ni Zhu and went his own way.
However, Ni Zhu persevered and moved in front of him to block the way, "Zaifa, you are cold and heartless, it doesn't matter, but please stop and listen to me."
"Just say what you want to say." Zhao Fan asked calmly.
"Has my refiner ever come to see you?"
Ni Zhu asked expectantly.
"No, and I don't even know who your refiner is." Zhao Fan shook his head and said.
"No?!"
Ni Zhu was stunned.
"The ancestral saints here are divided into two factions." Zhao Fan said slowly: "The Chong faction and the An faction."
Then he told the names of the ancestors and saints one by one, "Who here refined you?"
"None of them." Ni Zhu said blankly.
"Then how did you get here?" Zhao Fan felt baffled.
Ni Zhu hesitated for a moment, then explained: "In my memory, the refiner was wearing a blood-red robe and did not show her face, but her breath fluctuations were definitely at the level of the ancestor saints. Not only that, she was also at the level of some ancestor saints. She moves around a lot. Although I have never seen her true face, I still remember her voice freshly. If I hear her again, I will definitely recognize her."
"A female ancestor?"
Zhao Fan closed his eyes and looked back.
Among all the ancestors and saints, there are only seven women
.
There is no one who wears blood-red robes without showing his face.
"Are you sure what you saw is true?" Zhao Fan asked suspiciously.
"Nonsense." Ni Zhu said in a condensed voice: "Just imagine, such a powerful ancestral holy weapon like mine can guide an ultimate holy ancestor. How can the refiner not be the ancestral saint? My memory in the ancestral holy city is also How could it be an illusion?"
"Then don't waste your time analyzing who your refiner is." Zhao Fan said calmly: "She will definitely come to me. If there is nothing else, I will leave."
"Uh..." Ni Zhu could only watch Zhao Fan walk away.
next moment.
Zhao Fan then returned to the Ancestral Saint Mansion in the Creation Area.
Quiet room.
He first released the power of the ancestral saint, forming a vague cover around him.
From a distance, it looks like a huge cocoon.
"During the dinner, the dean himself said that the incarnation of the protector is not condensed casually. It requires a trace of origin. However, in order to ensure that oneself is not affected, that trace of origin must be emptied in advance to achieve the effect of separating the form from the spirit."
A look of enlightenment flashed in Zhao Fan's eyes, and he began to prepare.
This went on for an unknown amount of time.
Zhao Fan finally regained his composure, and then he stood up and left the retreat.
"Changzhao, is it okay?"
The voice of Ancestor Wuwu sounded in the void beside his ears.
"That's it."
Zhao Fan said with relief: "After the incarnation of the protector is gathered, I can move out the intersections of cause and effect."
"Let's get going. Let's meet in the center of the Ancestral Holy City."
After the words of the Ancestor of Killing Dance fell, Zhao Fan took action.
Soon after.
When Zhao Fan arrived at the open square in the center of the Ancestral Saint City, not only the Ancestral Saints from the Chong sect came, but not even the An sect was left behind.
After all, gathering the Protector Avatars to start the next Epoch Era is a big deal.
"bring it on."
All the ancestors and saints focused on Zhao Fan with anticipation.
Zhao Fan looked around at those figures, but still couldn't pinpoint which pair represented the image of the refiner mentioned in the Shangni Pearl.
"I can only passively wait for her to come to me."
Zhao Fan thought.
Then he looked at the pillar standing in the center.
Smooth and round, without a single flaw.
"Just inject that trace of origin and enough power of the ancestral saint into it."
The dean himself said through a message.
Zhao Fan nodded slightly and did as the former said.
In an instant, the rich power of the ancestral saint, wrapped with a trace of its origin, was injected into the pillar.
Zhao Fan kept pouring.
But there was still no sign of the incarnation being condensed.
"Isn't this consumption too high?" Zhao Fan was stunned for a moment, and then continued to infuse, because once he stopped, he would have to start over again, which would consume even more.
Finally, when his ancestral saint body was about to be emptied.
The pillar buzzed.
Zhao Fan's figure was vaguely reflected on Zhu's body...
