The Saint Ancestor of Destruction took out a white box and placed it in front of Zhao Fan.
The master and the disciple were at the door of the preaching hall.
Inside, the incarnation of the Saint Ancestor of Destruction was giving lectures to the students.
"Thank you Master, I have also prepared a small gift here." Zhao Fan said, after putting away the white box, he also took out a box.
This kind of box is a relatively common cave treasure. It is high quality, low price, has a large capacity, and is strong.
"Oh? A small gift?" Saint Ancestor of Destruction said jokingly: "Normally generous gifts cannot impress me. You smile so mysteriously. If I am not satisfied with your small gift, I will not accept it."
The next moment, she sensed the cavernous space inside the box.
"Um?"
The Saint Ancestor of Destruction was startled, and suddenly she laughed, "The main ingredients of these hundred dishes are all from the same kind of strange beast, right? One beast can be eaten by hundreds of animals, and it was cooked by you yourself within three days.
Made?"
Zhao Fan nodded and said: "Master has good eyesight, this is made from the flesh and bones of the giant winged sword beast."
"The giant winged sword beast, the last time I ate it was a long time ago." Saint Ancestor of Destruction smiled, put the box away, and said with a smile: "You are thoughtful, this gift is very useful to me.
like."
She liked receiving gifts like this, especially from juniors.
"As long as Master likes it." Zhao Fan smiled even brighter.
Immediately, he entered the preaching hall and listened to the lecture.
Although it has reached the peak of the ancestral realm, it has not yet reached the upper limit of reach.
Today, Zhao Fan will still benefit a lot from the content taught by the Saint Ancestor of Destruction.
Just like that, Zhao Fan listened quietly.
After all, the puppet Xiao Wu needs ten days to recover.
During this period, being idle is also idle.
At the same time, inside the Nine Domain Tower, the copper lamp became busy. It broke open the white box, put all the resources and materials in it in order, and then moved the puppet Xiao Wu who was in the "sleeping" state closer.
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"This lucky boy did all the hard work of swearing for me."
Bronze Lamp muttered something, then dug a pool with an invisible barrier in the void.
Let the puppet Xiaowu stand upright and go in.
The copper lamp begins to add resources and materials. This process is allocating, and the order is very particular, so that they can fully exert their effect without wastage.
Lasted for a day.
"It's finally done."
The copper lamp looked at the Void Pool with satisfaction.
The puppet's small five-piece body is wrapped in the solution, and surging energy rises and falls. The value of every drop of this solution is a huge sum of money to the ancestral realm!
Puppet Xiao Wu's damaged puppet body, stimulated by the core, crazily absorbed the energy contained in the solution.
The recovery speed is visible to the naked eye!
"According to this progress, it is expected that in nine days, we will be able to return to peak condition."
The copper lamp made an estimate and fell on the ground. I was too bored by myself, so luckily I turned off the light and fell asleep.
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over time.
Zhao Fan listened to the sermon in the preaching hall with fascination.
On the eighth day.
This missionary period is over.
The incarnation of the Saint Ancestor of Destruction left.
All the senior brothers and sisters were still digesting their thoughts.
The same is true for Zhao Fan, who also performs "Rule List Technique" from time to time.
Because, he found that what the master taught in the next three days seemed to be a kind of step-by-step guidance, which made Zhao Fan feel that there was probably a direction that he could explore in the direction of getting started with "Rule List Technique".
"Master really has good intentions. Although he preaches in public, he guides me without leaving any trace."
Zhao Fan felt warm in his heart when he thought of this.
Day nine.
Zhao Fan was still thinking about it when he heard the sound of the copper lamp, "Boy Good Fortune, come in and take a look."
"Come right away."
Zhao Fan knew that Tongdeng was looking for him in a hurry, and it was most likely that the puppet Xiao Wu had recovered.
Later, Zhao Fan escaped into the Nine Realms Tower.
The puppet Xiao Wu smiled and cast his gaze, "Master, thank you for allowing me to recover in advance."
Zhao Fan nodded and walked around it. Compared with the past, there was no difference in every aspect.
"Brother Deng is reliable. I can't help but accept him."
Zhao Fan looked at the bronze lamp floating in the void next to him.
"Leaving today?" Tong Leng asked expectantly.
"Okay, give me another hour. I'm still almost able to digest the teachings taught by Master."
Zhao Fan closed his eyes and finished the work.
Nearly an hour later, he opened his eyes and said with a smile: "Let's set off."
Zhao Fan moved out of the Nine Realms Tower and slipped out of the Holy Courtyard. With a thought, it was directly equivalent to being pushed out of the core realm against the force of gravity.
He exchanged places with the puppet Xiao Wu and sat in front of the light curtain in the tower, studying the next stop with the copper lamp.
"Boy Good Fortune, let's go to Peng Song Realm." Tong Deng suggested: "It's on the other side of the core realm, slightly further than Mo Shou Holy Mountain. There are basically no parallel imports in the ancestral realm."
"Peng Song Realm?" Zhao Fan couldn't help but ask: "Is it the realm where the Saint Ancestor is not in charge?"
"right."
Tong Leng introduced: "Saint Ancestor Peng Song, he is the most shameful one among the many realms. He was kicked out by a group of ancestral realms, and there was also his own daughter in those ancestral realms, haha. Then they
We have selected a powerful ancestral state as the boss and have taken refuge with a three-rule saint ancestor in the core domain. The other party does not usually stay there and only goes there once in a while."
"It stands to reason that a holy ancestor will never be expelled from the ancestral realm no matter what."
Zhao Fan was puzzled.
"I don't know the specific reason for this." Bronze Lamp shook the lamp body and said: "However, there are several ancestral realms there that are in the core domain, and their strength can be ranked in the top ten, and they all worship
The powerful Saint Ancestor is my master, maybe it has something to do with it, Saint Ancestor Peng Song didn't dare to be tough, so he could only give up his affiliation in a fit of anger."
"It's really miserable."
Zhao Fan sighed.
A domain was opened by the Holy Ancestor.
Usually, the owner will only change hands unless the previous saint ancestor has died.
As for Peng Song Realm, who was forced to leave by the ancestral realm, this is probably the only one.
"Xiaowu."
Zhao Fan shared the location of Peng Song's domain with the puppet Xiao Wu.
In this way, we headed to the Pengsong Realm where the ancestral realm is truly in charge.
On the way, Zhao Fan had become bored with the strange beasts of rules and was too lazy to watch them. He studied "The Rules of the List" whenever he had free time.
"Master, I'm here."
The puppet Xiao Wu's voice sounded.
Zhao Fan put away his thoughts and looked up at the light screen. The outline of a domain was reflected in front of him. The whole was light yellow in color with white edges.
The edge areas of Pengsong Domain are covered with ice and snow, while the middle areas are all plains of loess.
Zhao Fan escaped from the Nine Realms Tower and let the puppet Xiao Wu in.
Since there is no Saint Ancestor sitting in charge, it doesn't matter that he is in the ancestral realm and arrives in such a brazen manner.
The copper lamp turned into a ring and was put on Zhao Fan's hand.
After a while.
Zhao Fan then descended directly to Peng Song's domain.
at this time.
Among them, the most powerful one, the Supreme Ancestor, frowned.