As the top sect in the center of the Holy Land, the Temple Gate was built with great grandeur.
Because the temple gate is not built on the ground at all, but in the void.
This is a true city of void.
When Wang Fan saw the temple gate standing in the void, even though he was very knowledgeable, he couldn't help but be deeply shocked.
He even thought of the legendary fairy palace in the secular world, because it was really hard for him to imagine that such a magnificent city could be built in the void.
Not to mention anything else, if you want to build such a city in the void, it is simply impossible to do it without the help of a top immortal formation master.
"Junior brother Wang Fan, that is the gate of my temple. I will take you in now to meet the gate owner."
Xia Yuan said to Wang Fan, and the group flew into the temple door.
"Saint."
"Saint!"
When Xia Yuan flew over from high altitude, the temple disciples and even some elders all lowered their heads and said hello respectfully. This shows Xia Yuan's status in the temple gate.
Soon, under the leadership of Xia Yuan, the two came to a magnificent hall.
As for the other temple disciples who followed Xia Yuan, they all left.
"Come in." The two of them had just arrived and stood in front of the palace door when a vicissitude of voice came out. Then the palace door opened automatically, and Wang Fan saw a dying old man.
That's right, this old man gave him the feeling of incomparable age and vicissitudes, as if he had withstood the baptism of countless years.
Moreover, Wang Fan could not feel the slightest breath from this old man. The old man gave him the feeling that he was an ordinary person.
"Disciple Xia Yuan, please pay your respects to the sect master."
Xia Yuan walked in with Wang Fan and bowed slightly.
Wang Fan also clasped his fists and saluted, "Disciple Wang Fan, pay homage to the sect master."
The old man waved his hand and said, "No need to be polite."
As he spoke, his cloudy eyes fell on Wang Fan.
At this moment, Wang Fan only felt a heavy pressure coming towards his face, as if Mount Tai was pressing down on its top. For a moment, he even felt that he couldn't help it and was about to crawl to the ground.
Fortunately, that feeling was only fleeting, and Wang Fan was completely relaxed.
He looked at the old man in horror, feeling extremely shocked inside.
This is definitely an emperor-level existence, and it is also an extremely powerful emperor-level existence.
Even Murong Xian, who came out of Guishan to protect him and killed the Yun family's enemies, the Huo family and the Li family, was far less powerful than this old man.
"Yes, you are very good. Yuan'er, you go down first. I have something to discuss with him." The old man looked at Wang Fan, nodded with satisfaction, and then said to Xia Yuan.
"Yes, Master." Xia Yuan nodded and then exited the hall.
After Xia Yuan exited the hall, the old man looked at Wang Fan and said, "My name is Emperor. Are you willing to become my disciple?"
When Wang Fan heard this, his heart couldn't help but beat wildly, and he didn't quite understand what the old man meant.
Although he is excellent, he thinks he is not that good yet. Why does this old man accept him as his disciple?
After all, there are countless monsters in the center of the Holy Land. There is absolutely no need for the emperor to do this, right?
The emperor's eyes were deep, as if he had seen through Wang Fan's thoughts, and he smiled and said, "Don't worry, I have no ill intentions towards you. If I want to kill you, I can do it with a snap of my fingers. There is no need to play tricks."
When Wang Fan heard this, he suddenly woke up again.
Yes, if this old man wants to kill him or take something from him, does he have the ability to resist?
Thinking of this, Wang Fan hurriedly said, "The disciple pays homage to the master, but the disciple is confused. Why does the master like the disciple?"
The emperor nodded with satisfaction, "Because the Chaos Sword and the mixed pattern marks are all on you."
"Uh!" When Wang Fan heard this, he couldn't help but break out in cold sweat on his forehead, and his heart couldn't help but tremble wildly.
You can see all this? If everyone can see that he has a chaos treasure on his body, wouldn't he be very dangerous?
The emperor smiled and said, "Wang Fan, you don't need to worry. The reason why I can see these things is because I have seen the Chaos Sword before."
"And in the center of this holy land, there are very few people who have seen the Chaos Sword, and there are even fewer people who have seen the Chaos Sword and can tell that you have the Chaos Sword on your body."
As he spoke, he suddenly sighed, "Hey, the reason why this emperor chose you is because you are a person of great luck. Otherwise, you would not have been able to obtain these two chaos treasures."
"And my end is approaching, so I must find a successor. Otherwise, our temple gate will be in danger."
"What? The deadline is coming?" Wang Fan was shocked again. This was definitely explosive news.
If other top sects know this news, they will definitely attack the Temple Gate at all costs, and by then, the Temple Gate will really be doomed.
"Yes, this emperor does not have hundreds of years left to live, so I want to choose you to inherit our temple gate." The emperor said.
Wang Fan opened his mouth wide and was speechless. He still had hundreds of years to live, so he was in a hurry to find a successor?
But when he thought about these old antiques that had lived for who knows how many thousand or tens of thousands of years, he felt relieved.
Seeing Wang Fan's silence, the emperor added, "Since you agreed to become my disciple, I will announce this matter in three months."
"At that time, I will hold a coronation ceremony for you. Wearing the Holy Crown and Holy Robe, you will become the first Holy Son of our temple in thousands of years."
"Ah?" Wang Fan opened his mouth wide, "Well, this is a little bit bad, isn't it? Isn't it a little too high-profile?"
He couldn't help but said, "Master, I am a low-key person and don't like to be high-profile. And I don't know how to manage the sect. Also, when the time comes when the strong men in the sect challenge me and refuse to accept me, what should I do?
manage?"
Wang Fan was really confused.
He is just a casual cultivator, just a casual cultivator.
Even if he joins the Temple Sect, his purpose is just to find a backer to make others fearful and not to send out powerful Immortal Emperors to hunt him down at every turn.
But now, he has not only become the disciple of the master of the temple sect, but also the holy son of the temple sect and the first successor of the temple sect. This...
The emperor's eyes were deep and he said with a smile, "I believe in you, you can do it. What's more, if you want to wear the crown, you must bear its weight. Since you have become my disciple, shouldn't you be named a saint son and become a saint?
Is he the heir to the master of the Temple Gate?"
"This..." Wang Fan was stunned. For a moment, he was unable to refute.
"Okay, this is your core disciple status jade badge. Use it before the coronation ceremony. Don't reveal your identity as the Holy Son before the coronation ceremony, let alone reveal that you are a disciple.
It’s my business.”
The emperor smiled and took out a jade identity card and handed it to Wang Fan, and then said solemnly.
Wang Fan nodded, "I understand, Master."
At this moment, his heart felt extremely heavy.
Alexander!
However, if you want to become stronger and get more resources, what does this mean?
The reason why Wang Fan chose to agree was because he wanted to become stronger quickly.
If he becomes the Holy Son of the Temple Sect, although he will have huge responsibilities, he will also have many resources and opportunities, right?
Wang Fan left with a heavy heart.
However, he had just found his palace, opened the restrictions and walked in, and was stunned.