After hearing this, Zhao Fan was shocked and asked: "Your true self is in the Yuan Realm and your clone is in the Underworld. Is there any obstacle to the real-time synchronization of your memories?"
"It would be impossible if it were anyone else." The Oiran Pavilion Master said proudly: "You don't even know who I am. As the most beautiful man in the underworld, how can I not be different from ordinary people?"
Zhao Fan couldn't help but roll his eyes. There was no one with this level of narcissism. However, the other party did have the capital to be narcissistic.
Then, the leader of the Oiran Pavilion said: "Just like this, I will carry the Jiaxin with the clone, and the original body and the clone will be synchronized in real time, no different from when they were in the underworld."
"Okay, you are cruel, how about sharing this method of real-time synchronization with the clone across borders?" Zhao Fan was really excited. If he could be like the Oiran Pavilion Master, even if he ascended, he could still communicate with Yaoyao.
Contact us to understand the dynamics of the human world.
"shared?"
The leader of the Oiran Pavilion smiled and said: "In the words of your human race, this is nothing but a white wolf. However, even if I teach you, you can't learn it."
"Why?" Zhao Fan asked inexplicably.
"Because this is the exclusive racial magical power of our clan." The Oiran Pavilion Master explained: "It was only after I ascended that I discovered that the synchronization with the clone has no effect."
Zhao Fan sighed regretfully, "Okay."
"Stop thinking about these useless things. It's better to ascend quickly. Otherwise, by the time you come, I'm afraid I will already be a legendary heaven-level existence." The Oiran Pavilion Master said jokingly: "Speaking of which, I really have to.
Thank you Shi Qi. If her ascension hadn’t stimulated me so much, I’m afraid I would have been intoxicated with myself forever in the underworld like the bottom of a well.”
"Haha, after going to Yuanjie, you finally experienced what it feels like to be a frog in a well, right?" Zhao Fan was not angry and said with a smile: "Tell me where you are in Yuanjie. I will ascend in a few days. If you arrive,
When we are close, I will give you a plaque."
"Okay, I'm glad you asked for it." The Oiran Pavilion Master said cheerfully: "The Red Lotus Territory, Datang Prefecture, and the Luo Xing God's Palace in Beili Kingdom."
"..."
Zhao Fan was a little speechless after hearing this. He knew about the Red Lotus Territory from the inheritance message of the Beast God Order. It was a medium-sized territory located in the northern part of Yuanjie. But what the hell is Datang Prefecture? Not to mention the Northern Territory under its jurisdiction.
Beautiful country.
It is worth mentioning that Zhao Fan was a little surprised by the words "Luo Xing God Palace".
It's not that he knows the name of Luo Xing God King, but that anyone who is qualified to be called God King is a being of the Xuan level. Looking at a territory, they are all big shots with dignity.
"It seems that you are doing well. You have embraced the lap of a Xuan-level powerhouse so quickly." Zhao Fan said teasingly, but there was no ridicule or contempt.
"There is no way, it's hard to get along in the Yuan Realm." The Oiran Pavilion Master said in a rare complaint: "Only when I came here did I realize that the god of Hades, who covers the sky with one hand, is not even fucking good here, and he was placed in the same desolate state as entering the underworld.
I want to be a grandson everywhere, so take it
Let me tell you about my experience on the first day. I spoke a little harder and was beaten half to death by a beggar of a quasi-Xuan level. If a caravan of a big shot had not passed by at that time, I would have been killed by that beggar in the street. This is me
The most shameful day for Oiran Pavilion Master!"
"Calm down, calm down."
Zhao Fan understood his feelings. After all, he had done his homework on the Yuan Realm before ascending. He had basically passed through the labor pain period and was mentally prepared. However, the Oiran Pavilion Master ascended without knowing anything.
The initial gap was probably as unbearable as falling from the clouds overlooking all living beings into the abyss, so he said comfortingly: "It's over, haven't you survived it now? You've also joined the God King's Mansion, so at least you have security in a small place."
"Small place?"
The Oiran Pavilion Master said feebly: "Do you know how big this small place is?"
"Perhaps the Beili Country you are talking about is comparable to the underworld!" Zhao Fan speculated.
"Yes, it's too big..." Immediately, the Oiran Pavilion Master felt that something was wrong, and asked in surprise: "Zhao Fan, have you already ascended? You seem to know the Yuan Realm better than me?"
"
"Ahem, secret."
Zhao Fan changed the topic and said: "How does King Luo Xing treat you?"
"It's okay, he smiled at me." The Oiran Pavilion Master recalled like a treasure: "After my first year in Yuanjie, I finally accepted the fact that without strength and background, it would be difficult to move forward, so I tried every means
Holding my thighs, in the end, a craft saved me."
"Which craft?" Zhao Fan felt a little sad for him when he heard this. The Oiran Pavilion Master who stood at the pinnacle of the underworld was in the Yuan Realm...
At this time, the Oiran Pavilion Master's tone became arrogant again, "In the underworld, I have only two hobbies, one is drinking wine, and the other is music theory. It just so happened that the Luo Xing Palace was recruiting musicians that year, and I relied on my experience in the underworld.
The unique style has been chosen, coupled with the good wine brewed, the monthly income is not low, almost equivalent to the level of common people in the underworld who have enough to eat and drink and have enough money to spend two days."
"Ha ha."
Zhao Fan smiled unkindly.
"Don't laugh." The Oiran Pavilion Master said from the bottom of his heart: "Really, Zhao Fan, let me give you a suggestion. Just before he ascended to the Yuan Realm, he is just a scum that no one cares about. He must have a skill, maybe he can
If it can meet the taste of a certain big shot, it will be tenable."
"Thanks for the kind words."
Zhao Fan nodded and said: "Sure, if I have a chance, I will definitely go to the Luo Xing God's Palace to talk to you about old times."
"It's a deal." The Oiran Pavilion Master's voice suddenly started to weaken, "Damn it, it's too much consumption, we haven't even finished chatting, alas..."
Zhao Fan was stunned for a moment, and then he understood that the cost incurred by the Oiran Pavilion Master's real-time synchronization between his original body in the Yuan Realm and his clone in the Underworld was absolutely terrifying, so he replied: "That's all for this time, anyway, from now on.
We'll meet again, and when I get along well, I'll dig into that Luo Xing God King and hire you to be my musician."
"Dream big."
After the Master of the Oiran Pavilion finished speaking, he cut off the contact with Jia Xin.
Zhao Fan touched Jia Xin in his hand and couldn't help but sigh slightly: "Yuanjie is indeed a cruel place..."
The Oiran Pavilion Master can still contact the past intersections through his clones, but he himself has entered the Yuan Realm and has no chance to even look back.
Zhao Fan called the waiter over, ordered another pot of the strongest wine, and sat by the window drinking alone.
When the wine jar bottomed out, Zhao Fan picked up Jiaxin, hesitated for a moment and put it back into the Mingkong Ring. He originally wanted to contact his apprentice Hanshuang to fulfill his wish to have a fight with his master, but suddenly gave up the idea.
With Zhao Fan's current strength, especially the soul realm that is close to the peak of the divine realm and the several secret techniques that have reached their peak power in the Soul Tribulation Secret Book, he will definitely win easily.
But what happens after the fight is over?
Hanshuang's strong temper will definitely be a psychological blow. Therefore, Zhao Fan decided not to compete with his apprentice. In this way, Hanshuang will have a desire to rise in his heart. In time, if he is destined, he will be in the Yuanjie.
goodbye.
If there is no chance, then there is no chance.
Zhao Fan's heart was extremely peaceful, without even a ripple.
"To be objective, do you want more wine?" the waiter asked enthusiastically. This is a rare big customer. The price of the wine ordered is so expensive that on average one can't be sold a year. As a result, two bottles were sold today.
"No need."
When Zhao Fan flipped his hands, in addition to the money for the food and drinks, there was also an extra diamond that fell on the table, "I'll reward you if you like it."
The waiter picked up the diamond in shock and nodded his thanks repeatedly. When he came to his senses, he realized that he was thanking the air. He scratched his hair and said, "Strange, when did that distinguished guest leave?"
…
Zhao Fan's soul returns to the human world.
After putting away the God's Skull, he came to the ground.
"Brother Master, we are finally out!" Yaoyao smiled while lying in front of the window.
"I bet you've been waiting for me?" Zhao Fan shrugged and said, "Are you afraid that I'll run away with the God's Skull?"
"No way."
Yaoyao asked expectantly: "Did you win?"
"No." Zhao Fan shook his head.
Yaoyao asked in disbelief: "Lost?"
Zhao Fan shook his head again and said, "No."
"Is it a tie?" Yaoyao said in surprise: "There is someone in the underworld who is as good as master and brother. I must get to know him when I go there."
"The Oiran Pavilion Master has already ascended to the throne and has not fought at all."
After Zhao Fan finished speaking, he threw the crystal skull in his hand towards the window, "Now, it belongs to you."