Supreme Jianming looked embarrassed and said: "I... can't say it, for fear of her rejection."

"If you're afraid of this or that, you won't be able to win. Are you waiting for others to take the initiative to throw themselves into your arms?" Zhao Fan was like a master preaching to his disciples. He said matter-of-factly: "You have to be thick-skinned, as thick as a city wall.

Rejected? Continue, and if you are rejected, continue until you succeed."

"Well."

Supreme Jianming asked thoughtfully: "Is this how your wives came to be?"

"That's not the case." Zhao Fan shook his head and said, "The main thing is, I'm so charming. They all come to me by myself, and I'm not picky."

"Pooh!"

Supreme Jianming said disdainfully: "You're the only one who still doesn't choose? I heard from Po Sua that all of your wives are men's best choices. Alas, especially today's goddesses, they are not so much for you.

Cutting off the frontier in my home world, it would be better to say that my real purpose is to become a goddess for you, how uncomfortable it must be during the choice."

Zhao Fan nodded and said solemnly: "I will take her home."

"I believe you can do it."

Supreme Jianming patted Zhao Fan on the shoulder and said: "Since you entered the Origin Cave Treasure, I have been waiting here except for the road to Taoism. Now that I can finally breathe a sigh of relief, I will go to retreat first."

"good."

Zhao Fan said with a smile.

Afterwards, he went to the Ming Zhizun and chatted for a while, and then let the original Tao body practice.

As for Zhao Fan himself, he returned to his bedroom to sleep. It must be said that being lost in the world for five years and synchronized all the time was really tiring.

He slept for thirteen days.

When I woke up, I planned to go to my parents' place to sit, but as soon as I opened the door, I saw the lazy Lord Whispering, drinking tea in the hall of Daoxin Pavilion, as if he had been waiting for a long time.

"Have a rest?"

The Whispering Lord put down the tea cup in his hand.

"How long have you been waiting?" Zhao Fan asked with an embarrassed smile.

"Not long ago, I've only been here for half a day."

The Lord of Whirlpool stood up and said: "Let's go to the Holy Mountain of Origin."

Zhao Fan felt a sense of expectation in his heart. He knew what he was going to do this time. There were only two things. First, to have the Hunyuan Ancestral Stone appraised from the unused items obtained from the Forbidden Secret Realm. Second, to enter the source treasure house!

He and the Lord of Whirlpool joined forces and killed three lost demigods.

Demigod of the Lion Face Clan, demigod of the Mountain Clan, Lord of the Ninth Heaven City.

However, it is calculated as four.

Because the Lord of the City of Destruction, and Zhao Fan's appearance, caused a series of chain reactions in the City of Destruction. The Lord of the City of Destruction, whose combat power multiplier was close to 90, plummeted even further, slipping to the extreme level of the ordinary Nine Tribulations without any threat.

.

Not only that, in a sense, this is a greater achievement than the killing.

After all, after the death of the demigod creatures in the Lost Realm, they will be transformed into energy under the guidance of the rules of destruction, and will imbue other creatures, just like a cycle, treating the symptoms but not the root cause.

However, with the emergence of the Purification God Tree, the demigod background possessed by the Lord of Destruction City was directly and completely resolved. In this way, the Lost World lost one demigod and at the same time, it also lost a wave of infusion to other living beings. Moreover,

It is still an energy with a combat power multiplier close to 90, which is a huge weakening for the Lost World!

The other one is the City of Destruction, which is equivalent to one-fifteenth of the Lost World. It is the prosperous place in the Central Territory. The void of heaven and earth has been purified. The same is true for the Nine Tribulations. That is more than 90% of the powerful people in the Central Territory of Destruction.

!

If the Lost World were conscious, they would definitely feel heartbroken!

As a result, the original rules directly allow Zhao Fan and the Lord of Whirlpool to each choose three original secret treasures, which is equivalent to killing six lost demigods!

But unfortunately, whether it is to solve the problem of the Lord of Destruction City or to prevent him from obtaining the flowers of the Destruction Sacred Tree, Zhao Fan is an indirect factor. If it directly plays a decisive role, then the original rules will be unlimited as promised at the time.

Zhao Fan opens the source treasure house.

And Zhao Fan didn't feel it was a pity, so what if there were more treasures?

There are only a few items that can really be used in a battle, and they have no other use than giving them away. Besides, the many relatives and friends around him have no use for treasures of that level, and will attract jealous people.

Zhao Fan himself has the title of Broken Sword Emperor and three Eternal Ancestral Weapons, plus the newly obtained Ring of Time. All monks have the desire for foreign objects, but he is not that strong. Although he doesn't mind the more the better, there is not much to add.

It doesn't matter.

Not long after.

Zhao Fan left the Island Heart Pavilion, stepped on the island master-level law clouds, and floated in the air with the Whispering Lord. Wherever he passed, the disciples of the Origin Island looked up in admiration.

After crossing the Law Bridge, you will point directly to the Holy Mountain of Origin.

What he didn't expect was that when he arrived, he unexpectedly saw an acquaintance.

With a bald head and big ears, and a very deceptive and harmless attitude, who else could it be if he wasn't a divine show?

"Tianshi after 90!"

Shenxiu rushed forward and gave him a bear hug, "I said goodbye to my hometown and the world last time. I haven't seen each other for decades."

"Sacred monk born in the 1980s, you are well."

Zhao Fan punched the other person on the forehead, and then they both burst into laughter at the same time.

These two met in their twilight years and lived and died together. If either of them was in trouble, the other would fight to the death without hesitation.

Today, we gather together on the highest stage of Hunyuan Void.

That feeling is the rarest.

"My Majesty Shenxiu, I have met the master of Whispering." Shenxiu bowed to the master of Whispering.

The Lord of Whirlpool smiled lightly and said: "Just like him, just call me sister. Although you are the disciple of the Supreme King, you are Zhao Fan's life and death friend."

"good."

Shenxiu nodded immediately.

"By the way, why are you here?" Zhao Fan looked at the former and asked doubtfully.

"I was too lazy to make this trip at first." Shenxiu said helplessly: "Master forced me to come. He also said that when I come, I can choose five treasures from any source treasure house and they will all be mine."

"So that's it."

Zhao Fan was astonished. The Supreme King had the qualifications to choose treasures five times. He was not surprised. The Devouring Emperor and the Demigod of the Twin Life Tribe counted as two. The one with a combat power multiplier of ninety-two was the first one in history that exceeded the standard.

Demigods, it’s natural to count them as three.

But I didn't expect that the Supreme King would directly give it to Shenxiu, who was his direct descendant. You know, those were five original secret treasures!

The Lord of Whirlpool thought for a moment, then smiled and said through the message: "This is indeed something that only the Supreme King can do. He has visited the Origin Treasure House so many times and got everything he wanted, so he is killing the lost ones later.

The demigod started paddling on the water. However, you brother is so lucky. With the Enlightenment Monument, the Supreme King came to collect it in person. Judging from this posture, he has been recognized by the other party and has been cultivated without reservation.

.”

Zhao Fan nodded, feeling deeply happy for Shenxiu.

at this time.

Four more figures came to the Holy Mountain of Origin.

They are the four origin gods headed by Wu Dutian who have condensed the original Tao body.

Wu Dutian and his party looked at Zhao Fan and the Whispering Lord, feeling embarrassed, and nodded symbolically as a greeting.

"Sister Posuo, what are they here for?"

Zhao Fan asked in confusion: "If we haven't killed anyone in the Lost World, is there still a participation award?"

"no."

The Lord of Whirlpool shook his head and said: "Even if the Origin God was created by the Origin Rules himself, he would not open a backdoor in such a major matter. They are here to repair the Origin Dao body. Although they can recover in the realm of the gods, the speed is extremely slow.

.”

"oh."

After Zhao Fan heard this, he realized that he had misunderstood.

After chatting for a while, he and Shenxiu, the Lord of Whirlpool, headed towards the top of the Origin Holy Mountain.

Wu Dutian and the other four origin gods followed quietly, keeping a distance.

soon.

Standing on the top of the Holy Mountain of Origin.

The next moment.

Four light groups descended from the void, covering the four origin gods. They closed their eyes one after another and fell into a deep sleep, while their respective origins manifested themselves, sucking in the light groups like babies drinking milk.

However, looking at the situation, it cannot be restored to the original state without time in years.

Later.
To be continued...