Fantasy_ Taking on the son of destiny as a disciple and conquering the world forever

“Stop being such a mouthful!”

Jiang Chen shook his head slightly, flicked his fingers, and a white jade ring slowly flew towards Ye Hao.

“This is the entry-level benefit for the true disciples of Zixiao Holy Land, including identity tokens, true disciples’ clothing, sect rules and jade books, world abbreviations, etc., which can be taken out by identifying the master with a drop of blood. As for the residence, the unused courtyard of Qingxu Peak There are many, you can just pick one.”

Ye Hao put away the white jade ring, his eyes flashing with interest.

Ye Hao has been living in a small place like Qingyang City since he was a child, and he just started practicing three days ago.

Although the Heavenly Emperor’s Prison Suppression Sutra, the Holy Law of Fighting, the Dragon Emperor’s Reverse Scale, and the Chaos Green Lotus Roots he came into contact with were all rare treasures in the world, he didn’t know much about the entire world of cultivation.

These entry-level benefits of Zixiao Holy Land can give him a general understanding of the entire world of practice.

“By the way, as true disciples of Zixiao Holy Land, you need to complete a trial mission every year. You must pick it up from the Pepsi Hall on Zixiao’s main peak. Don’t forget it,” Jiang Chen warned.

Zixiao Holy Land does not have many restrictions on true disciples. One trial task per year is very easy.

For true disciples, they only need to focus on cultivation.

Of course, all magical powers, secret arts, magical weapons, secret treasures, panaceas, and other items in Zixiao Holy Land are now released.

If you want to get enough cultivation resources, you need to work hard to earn corresponding contribution points.

Han Yuyao bowed and reported: “Reporting to Master, a few days ago, the disciple went to the Pepsi Hall on the main peak of Zixiao to receive a mission to slay demons. He killed an ice scorpion that attacked the town 80,000 miles southeast. King, the mission has been handed over.”

Jiang Chen nodded slightly and said with satisfaction: “Since this year’s trial mission has been completed, there is no need to pay too much attention.”

“If the master has no other instructions, the disciple will prepare to go down the mountain to practice.”

Han Yuyao bid farewell to Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen said in astonishment: “Are you so anxious? Where are you going to practice?”

Although he had just promoted retreat for his two major disciples and it was better to go down the mountain to practice, Han Yuyao just left as soon as he said so. Wasn’t it too resolute?

Two cold gleams flashed in Han Yuyao’s eyes, and she said in a cold tone: “Master is right, if you fight, you must fight!”

“This disciple is going down the mountain, preparing to return to the Hanyue Holy Dynasty and take back everything that belongs to me!”

Jiang Chen’s expression moved slightly. It seemed that Han Yuyao had never forgotten the experience in his childhood and didn’t want to wait for a moment longer.

Jiang Chen understood that what Han Yuyao cared about was not the status and glory of Saint Han Yue, but her own strength and destiny, as well as the fate of her mother’s clan!

“If you want to return to Hanyue Holy Dynasty, I will not stop you.”

“But, are you sure you’ve thought about it?”

Jiang Chen looked directly into Han Yuyao’s eyes.

Han Yuyao met Jiang Chen’s gaze calmly, her eyes clear and clear, and her voice sounded like the sound of a sword: “Master, don’t worry, I have my own sense of discretion!”

“I know that the innate Tao fetus has been the Saintess of Hanyue for many years, and her influence in Hanyue Holy Dynasty has long been deeply rooted. Maybe there is support from the ancestors of the gods and even the holy realm behind her!”

“I won’t go out to die on purpose!”

“For me, this journey from Zixiao Holy Land to Hanyue Holy Land is my experience!”

“I will use the sword in my hand to cut through all obstacles and point my sword at Xingyue City!”

“I am confident that when I arrive at Star-Moon City, no matter how great the pressure is, I will be able to kill him!”

Listening to Han Yuyao’s words, Jiang Chen’s eyes were in a trance.

Is this the confidence of the Son of Destiny?

He dared to challenge the Hanyue Holy Dynasty just after he broke through to the True Spirit Realm. Let alone ordinary people, even a Saint Son-level figure would not dare to think about this!

Han Yuyao is going to make a last-ditch battle, taking all the disasters he encounters along the way as his own whetstone, and sharpening himself into a peerless sword!

The day this peerless sword is unsheathed is the day when the innate Taoist fetus gives birth to its head!

Ye Hao’s eyes shone when he heard this, and he shouted: “Sister, take me with you! I will help you!”

He had just learned that the senior sister was from the Hanyue Holy Dynasty, and had a deep hatred for the Hanyue Saint back then.

Although he knew that Hanyue Holy Dynasty was an unimaginable behemoth, he still wanted to do his part for his senior sister!

“Thank you, junior brother! But, no need! This is my own path, I can only walk it by myself!”

Han Yuyao declined and looked at Jiang Chen, waiting for Jiang Chen to nod.

Jiang Chen laughed heartily and said: “Good! You are courageous! You are worthy of being my disciple, Jiang Chen!”

At this point, Jiang Chen paused for a moment, and said earnestly: “Remember, if you encounter something you can’t handle, don’t show off! You still have to be a teacher in everything!”

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Yao felt warm in her heart and whispered: “Disciple, remember it.”

Ye Hao raised his eyes and looked at Jiang Chen, then lowered his head unconsciously, and said in a low voice: “Master, you can accompany the senior sister for a walk. The disciple can just look after the house at Qingxu Peak.”

Jiang Chen stretched out his hand and rubbed Ye Hao’s head, and said with a smile: “You can think so, I am very happy! However, if I follow your senior sister, how can your senior sister have any experience? Don’t worry, I promise , Nothing will happen to your senior sister!”

If Han Yuyao can break through all obstacles along the way, he will be able to forge an invincible momentum and go to Xingyue City with that overwhelming momentum to confront the innate Taoist fetus.

When the time comes, no matter how huge the power behind the innate Tao fetus is, they will not be able to stop it!

In this way, the influence of the forces behind the innate Tao fetus can be weakened to the extreme!

In addition, Jiang Chen’s guarantee is not empty talk.

Jiang Chen is now confident of killing the gods. As long as these two disciples can fight for more energy, Jiang Chen will not be afraid at all even if they face a saint!

Besides, Han Yuyao still has the five lotus leaves of Chaos Qinglian to protect her body. The attack may not be enough, but the body protection is definitely more than enough!

As for using such chaotic rare objects to ward off disasters, which will consume your luck, that is just Jiang Chen trying to scare the two disciples in order to prevent them from relying too much on this kind of treasure, and there is no need to take it seriously.

As a child of luck, do you still have to worry about running out of luck?

Ye Hao couldn’t think about that much, he just didn’t want Han Yuyao to die. Thinking of what the Dragon Emperor had just said, he quickly said: “Sister, don’t be in a hurry to go down the mountain!”

“When I entered the Zixiao Holy Land with my master, I received news from the Dragon King of Annihilation that there was a ruin of a god that had never been born above the Chaotic Cloud Sea about to appear.”

“Whether there is a cultivation limit or an age limit in this ruins, it should have no impact on the many young geniuses.”

“At that time, most of the young geniuses in the Eight Avenues near the Sea of ​​Clouds will probably go.”

“If you can become famous in the ruins of the gods, the resistance to your return to the Hanyue Holy Dynasty will be much smaller!”

“Sister, why don’t you wait until the ruins of the gods are over before going down the mountain!”

Jiang Chen looked at Ye Hao with interest, but did not stop him from speaking to comfort Han Yuyao.

“Relics of the gods?”

Han Yuyao raised her beautiful eyebrows lightly, then shook her head and said: “Thank you for taking care of me, junior brother! Although the relics of the gods are good, they are not my way! My way is under my feet!”