"Hey, they're all here."

The Saint Ancestor Destruction took out a white box and placed it in front of Zhao Fan.

The master and the disciple were at the entrance of the mission hall.

And inside, the incarnation of the Holy Ancestor Destruction is teaching the students.

"Thank you, Master, I have prepared a small gift here." Zhao Fan said while putting away the white box and taking out a box.

This kind of box is a relatively common treasure of the cave, which is affordable, has a large capacity and is strong.

"Oh? Boli?" The Saint of Destruction joked: "Average generous gifts cannot impress the teacher. You smile so mysteriously. If your little gifts make me dissatisfied with you, you won't accept them."

The next moment, she sensed the cave space inside the box.

"Um?"

The Saint Ancestor of Destruction was stunned, and suddenly she laughed, "The main ingredients of these hundred dishes are all from the same kind of strange beast, right? One beast is eaten, and it is cooked within three days, it is your own hand.

Did it?"

Zhao Fan nodded and said, "Master has good eyesight. This is made by the flesh and bones of the winged sword beast."

"The Winged Sword Giant Beast, I ate it last time, but it happened a long time ago." The Saint Ancestor Destruction smiled and put away the box, laughed and said, "You have the heart. This gift is very good for the teacher."

like."

She likes to accept such gifts, especially given by her younger generations.

"Just master likes it." Zhao Fan's smile became even stronger.

Immediately, he entered the mission hall and listened to the class.

Although it has reached the peak of the ancestral realm, it has not yet reached the upper limit of reach.

Nowadays, the content taught by the Saint Ancestor of Destruction will still benefit Zhao Fan a lot.

Just like that, Zhao Fan listened quietly.

After all, it takes ten days for the puppet Xiaowu to recover.

I was idle during this period.

At the same time, the copper lamp became busy in the Nine Domain Tower. It broke the white box and placed all the resources and materials in it in sequence, and moved the puppet Xiaowu, who was in the "dormant" state, closer.

.

"This fortune boy has done all the tiring work of swearing."

The copper lamp muttered, and dug a pool with invisible barriers in the void.

Stand in with the puppet Xiaowu.

The copper lamps start to add resources and materials. This process is arranging process. The order is particular, so that they can fully exert their effects without wasting.

It lasted for a day.

"It's finally over."

The copper lamp looked at the Void Pool with satisfaction.

The puppet Xiao Wu was wrapped in the solution, and the surging energy was rising one after another. The value of every drop of this solution was a huge sum of money for the ancestor realm!

The damaged puppet body of the puppet Xiao Wu is crazily absorbing the energy contained in the solution under the stimulation of the core.

The recovery speed is visible to the naked eye!

"According to this progress, it is expected that in nine days, you will be able to return to your peak state."

After estimating the copper lamp, it fell on the ground. I was so bored that I turned off the lights and got up sleep.

...

over time.

Zhao Fan listened in the preaching hall intoxicatedly.

On the eighth day.

The missionary period ends.

The incarnation of the Destruction Saint Ancestor left.

The senior brothers and sisters were still immersed in their feelings.

The same is true for Zhao Fan, and he also deduces the "Rules and Techniques" from time to time.

Because, he found that what Master said in the next three days seemed to be a kind of guidance of guidance, which made Zhao Fan feel that there was probably a way forward to get started with the "Rules and Techniques".

"Master has really made good efforts. Although he is publicly preaching, he guides me without any trace."

When Zhao Fan thought of this, his heart felt warm.

Day 9.

Zhao Fan was still worried about it, so he heard the sound of the copper lamp, "Boy of Creation, come in and take a look."

“Come now.”

Zhao Fan knew that the copper lamp was in a hurry to find him, and it was very likely that the puppet Xiaowu had recovered.

Then, Zhao Fan escaped into the Nine Domain Tower.

Puppet Xiaowu smiled and looked at him, "Master, thank you for letting me recover in advance."

Zhao Fan nodded and circled around it, and there was no difference in every aspect compared to the past.

"Brother Deng is just reliable, you can't accept it."

Zhao Fan looked at the copper lamp floating in the void next to him.

"Let's go today?" Tong Deng asked expectantly.

"Success, give me another hour. I almost digest the teachings taught by Master."

Zhao Fan closed his eyes and finished.

Nearly an hour later, he opened his eyes and smiled and said, "Let's go, set off."

Zhao Fan moved out of the Nine Domain Tower and slipped out of the Holy Academy. With his thoughts, he was directly equivalent to being rejected from the core domain by repelling gravity.

He and the puppet Xiaowu exchanged positions, sat in front of the light curtain in the tower, and studied the next stop with the copper lamp.

"Boy of Creation, go to the Pengsong Realm." Tongdeng suggested: "It is on the other side of the core realm, slightly further than Mo Shou Holy Mountain. There is basically no parallel product in the ancestral realm."

"Peng Song Domain Realm?" Zhao Fan couldn't help asking, "It's the Domain Realm where there is no Saint Ancestor?"

"right."

The bronze lamp introduced: "Saint Ancestor Peng Song is the most embarrassing among the many domains. He was driven away by a group of ancestral realms, and he also had his own daughter in those ancestral realms, haha. Then they

A powerful ancestral realm was selected as the boss and defected to a three-rule saint in the core domain. The other party would only go there once a while if he didn't stay there."

"In theory, a saint ancestor will never be driven away by the ancestral realm."

Zhao Fan was puzzled.

"I don't know the specific reason for this." The copper lamp shook the lamp body and said, "However, there are a few of the ancestral realms there in the core domain, and their strengths are all in the top ten, and they all worship each other.

The powerful Saint Ancestor may have something to do with this. Saint Ancestor Peng Song dared not be too tough, so he could only give up his belonging in anger."

"It's really miserable."

Zhao Fan sighed.

A domain was opened up by the Holy Ancestor.

Usually, the owner will change unless the previous saint's ancestor dies.

And this is probably the only thing that is forced to leave by the Ancestral Realm, like Peng Song Realm.

"Little Five."

Zhao Fan shared the position of Peng Song's domain with the puppet Xiaowu.

In this way, he went to the Peng Song Realm, where the ancestral realm was truly in charge.

On the way, Zhao Fan was already bored with rules and was too lazy to watch them, so he studied "Rules and Techniques" whenever he had time.

"Master, I'm here."

The voice of the puppet Xiaowu sounded.

Zhao Fan put away his thoughts and looked up at the light curtain. A contour of the domain boundary appeared in front of him. The overall color was pale yellow and the edges were white.

The edges of the Pengsong Realm are filled with ice and snow, and in the middle are plains of loess.

Zhao Fan escaped from the Nine Domain Tower and let the puppet Xiaowu enter.

Because there is no saint's ancestor in charge, it doesn't matter if he is a ancestral realm.

The copper lamp turned into a ring and was put on Zhao Fan's hand.

A moment later.

Zhao Fan then came directly to the Peng Song Realm.

at this time.
Chapter completed!