While chatting, we came to the corridor outside the house.

When Mei'er opened her courtyard door, she turned back and smiled at Zhao Fan: "People's hearts are sinister, so don't let down your guard just because you heard other people's stories."

Zhao Fan smiled and nodded, then waved and entered his house.

"Well, Mei'er, I really misunderstood him." Taitan Baoxiong listened to Mei'er's story word for word. The misunderstanding was solved. He said with shame: "Young master, it is fate that we met. When we leave,

Sometimes, if you can help me, I'd better help. The opponent's talent is not low, but because of the constraints of Charming Kung Fu, he doesn't want to break the pot. If he changes to a good Kung Fu, he might have hope of reaching the Earth Level."

"Well, I'll think about it later and help."

Zhao Fan said something in agreement. He had just sensed through Meier's soul fluctuations that everything the latter said was true, including the emotions she revealed, without any pretense.

Not only that, but Meier unilaterally and unconditionally took care of her on the battlefield just because she looked like her brother. Although, with Zhao Fan's strength, this kind of care was like the flesh between his teeth.

Not as good, but the affection contained in it was priceless. After knowing the real reason, Zhao Fan was deeply moved.

Therefore, those who come to the wasteland outside the territory are not necessarily the most vicious ones. There are many people who are forced into desperation.

…

Zhao Fan lay on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to calm down for a long time.

This was not because of Meier's incident, but because it was the first time since my ascension that I had witnessed a large-scale fight.

There are those at the late stage of the Earth Level above, and those at the peak of the Xuan Level below. Hundreds of monks are killing and being killed. Those who have fallen down... those who are standing, the kind of fear and relief when they are about to die, the kind of feeling after a massacre in all directions.

The excitement, all like pictures, clearly appeared in Zhao Fan's mind.

The feeling is very complicated.

"Life and death, stance..."

Zhao Fan suddenly felt as if a muscle had been opened. He sat up abruptly and took out the nameless technique and "Creation". He did not deliberately think about merging them, but simply followed his own feelings and sketched them naturally.

In fact, his consciousness was still experiencing the ups and downs of the battle he was aiming for!

When Zhao Fan came to his senses, his eyes widened in surprise.

In such an inexplicable state, the progress of integrating the skills has been perfected to the late Xuan level!

All of a sudden, he jumped two small steps and reached the level of his own level...

As the saying goes, if you plant flowers intentionally, they will not bloom, but if you plant willows unintentionally, they will create shade. This should be the case!

Zhao Fan looked down at the two techniques with some excitement. He was greedy and wanted to fuse more while the iron was hot. As a result, no matter how hard he tried, he could not enter the state where he could not feel the passage of time.

"The feeling of enlightenment is great. Unfortunately, it is rare to find it."

Zhao Fan sighed and put away his skills with contentment. He leaned on the bed and crossed his legs. "Now the rating of "Chen Xuan" has reached the late Xuan level, and my first Dantian is also in the process of integrating the skills.

In the true sense, it has been promoted to this level. From today on, many spells from the Great Creation lineage can officially join the battle!"

Before that, the First Dantian and the Second Dantian were both rising with the advancement of the soul. They were false ranks. They had no appearance but were very weak. If used alone, they might be one level lower than themselves.

The best of the rank can be crushed easily.

Now, things are no longer what they used to be.

It can be said that if Zhao Fan declares that he is Yuan Xiu, there will be no flaws in the Longyang Golden Pill of the First Dantian. He even has the qualification to be classified as a genius among the same level. After all, good fortune

The exercises and the various exclusive techniques in the "Gongshu Book" are not just for free.

Zhao Fan deduced for a while, and now those spells can have a substantial impact on the early and middle stages of the earth level. Although it is small, it is not a drop in the bucket. It can be used as an unexpected auxiliary means while the soul is the main output!

"Master, you are a cruel person."

Huoyan Suanni said with admiration: "Just watching the excitement, I suddenly improved the progress of the fusion of skills to the late Xuan level."

And Qingluan said proudly: "I have never doubted the young master's understanding and talent. At the same time, he is hardworking and courageous. If even this cannot make our Beast Temple stand at the top of the Yuan Realm again, I am afraid,

No one can achieve it anymore.”

Titan Tyrant Bear laughed and said: "Today we don't have to do anything, just blow the young master, blow hard!"

Zhao Fan was a little embarrassed by the praise, so he smiled awkwardly and said: "That's alright. If I really had talent, how could I have been troubled for so long before? I suddenly realized it today because I had accumulated enough before. Otherwise, I would have been troubled for so long.

Give me that wonderful state ten times, and it will be difficult to continue the fusion."

"Hahaha."

Titan Tyrannosaurus couldn't stop laughing, "The fusion of skills and the difficulty of creating one's own skills on the original basis are almost the same. Maybe one day the young master will see another excitement and skip the big steps."

, it’s perfected to the level of the earth.”

"Cough, cough."

Zhao Fan almost choked, he waved his hand and said: "Besides, I'm already swollen, so hold it back."

The three bodyguards don't care about this, because they have followed Zhao Fan for so long and watched him grow up, so they already have a thorough understanding of him.

No matter how talented you are, your young master will not be able to do so.

After blowing three incense sticks in a row, Zhao Fan saw Qingluan and Huoyan Suanni, and the titan violent bear had no intention of stopping, so he simply cut off the two-way consciousness transmission, lay on the bed and fell into a beautiful sleep!

…

When I woke up, it was already evening.

Zhao Fan opened the door refreshed, looked at the bloody flowers and plants in the garden, and said to the air: "Damn, the biological clock is reversed, day is not day, and night is not black."

Then, he sat on the stone chair, took out the communication magic weapon, and shared the joy of improving the rating of "Creation" with his four wives far away in the realm of annihilation.

What made Zhao Fan feel double happiness was that Ning Xiyu actually stepped into the earthly realm with the "Long Moon Yuan Jing"!

Not only that, her rank is not frivolous at all, it is extremely solid, as if it has been established for hundreds of years and does not need time to stabilize at all.

As a result, the Great Horror Saint, one of the two Saints of the Ghost Clan, personally accepted Ning Xiyu as his direct disciple. Although he could not teach her the exercises, he could give her guidance. To say the least, even if he could not help her with her practice,

Yes, it is also a good thing to have the identity of a direct descendant of a heaven-level saint.

But when Zhao Fan calmed down, he was always uneasy about Ning Xiyu's fate.

"Maybe I think too much." Zhao Fan shrugged and muttered to himself: "If it were someone else, like me, who had mid-earth level combat power after ascending for more than a year, I'm afraid my reaction after hearing about it would be different.

More exaggerated.”

It is worth mentioning that General Seventeen made drastic changes to the training plan he designated for the girls. It is more in line with the concept of teaching students in accordance with their aptitude than the previous one, and the results are quite good. Everyone has made more or less progress.

Chatted for half an hour.

Zhao Fan put away the communication magic weapon and wanted to go out for a walk.

After he left the house and was walking towards the big bloody monument in the middle, he met Meier who was walking back.

They looked at each other, smiled, nodded, and passed by.

Not long after, Zhao Fan arrived at the middle of Little World. Under the large blood-colored monument, there were many blood-robed monks gathered. Some were talking nonsense, some were gambling, and some had not yet calmed down their excitement after receiving a lot of credit.

However, the entire Bloodbath Pavilion is much emptier than yesterday. After all, more than half of the members were killed in the battle, and many figures will never appear again.

And in a short time, there will be a supply of fresh blood.

The monks in the Bloodbath Pavilion have long been accustomed to it and have no special mood swings. They are brothers when they are alive. Who cares who you are after you die?

What's more, when they come to the wasteland outside the territory, they are all people who are ready to realize their demise at any time. They even take their own life and death lightly, so why would they care about people who have nothing to do with them?

Zhao Fan also joined the bullshit bandwagon and got acquainted with some monks who chatted quite speculatively.

After that, Zhao Fan went to the Blood Wash Building again. With 210 merit points, he could indeed get some good things for ordinary monks. However, he already had a lot of money and no hope for water. There was nothing he could like.

.

I would rather let the credit points moldy and rot when I leave than let new garbage take up space in the storage magic weapon.

Zhao Fan walked around and then returned to the living area. After returning to the house, he was bored again and escaped into the Quicksand Pagoda. He ran to the exclusive area for the pavilion master and other high-level officials and wandered around.

During this trip, I also discovered a special quirk of the fair-faced handsome man.

The other party was actually playing with mud in the yard, squeezing and rubbing it with joy. His expression was completely different from the dead face he usually wore, as if he was possessed by a three-year-old child!

"More than a ruthless person, he is a werewolf." Zhao Fan was teasing, but he did not make fun of the deputy pavilion master. He looked at it for a while and then left.

"Master, what are your plans regarding Mei'er?" Titan Tyrannosaurus asked curiously.

"I'm hesitant about this."

Zhao Fan responded thoughtfully: "There are two options now. One is to simply give her the skills, and the other is to take her away from this land of right and wrong. Of course, it is impossible to take her with her. The only way

Let her destroy the territory, so that there will be a transitional period for the restoration of San Gong."

"Well..." Huoyan Suanni nodded and said: "Then let's see how she chooses when leaving. However, I have a more secure method here, which will not conflict with the young master's current personality, but in that case

, she received the opportunity you gave her, and she still doesn’t know anything about it.”

"Oh? Tell me about it?"

Zhao Fan said with great interest: "I just like to do good deeds without leaving my name."

"..."

Qingluan and Titan Tyrant Bear were immediately speechless, and they complained in unison in their hearts, I believe you!

At this time, Huoyan Suanni suggested: "Sneak into her house through the Quicksand Pagoda, and send her a copy of the earth-grade skills suitable for her, but do not show her face, only use her soul to communicate, pretending to be a powerful existence
To be continued...