Fighting the Martial Universe

King Yan indeed has collected ten ancient sacred fruits, these ancient sacred fruits, he himself has been useless.

Although he is King Yan, his own strength is only at the peak of a saint, he has not reached the great saint, and may even never break through the saint.

He took five ancient sacred fruits very early, which was already the ultimate, so almost all the ancient sacred fruits rewarded by the Qin Dynasty were hidden by himself.

In addition to occasionally rewarding the subordinates, there is also a gift to Mengmeng, and this ancient sacred fruit is hardly used.

"What are you talking about? Let me give ten ancient sacred fruits to that Zhang Mofan?"

King Yan was slightly startled, and said, "Do you know the value of the ancient sacred fruit? Even the great sage, for an ancient sacred fruit, can be put down to fight for it. It can be said that I am holding an ancient sacred fruit. It is even possible to hire a strong man of the great saint level."

The ancient sacred fruit is too important for warriors above the saint realm.

If the ten ancient sacred fruits were given to Zhang Mofan, it would be rewarded, and it was worth it. If they were not rewarded, it would be a real blood loss.

"King Yan, think about it, Zhang Mofan was able to defeat Yuan Heng with one move before. If Zhang Mofan took ten ancient sacred fruits, he would get the same promotion as Yuan Heng. Zhang Mofan could still defeat Yuan Heng."

Meng Fengjiao continued to persuade: "As long as Zhang Mofan's strength is stronger than Yuan Heng, at least, Zhang Mofan will be higher than Yuan Heng's ranking on the Tianjiao Sheng list."

Hearing that, King Yan's eyes lit up. What he was worried about was that Yuan Heng's performance was too outstanding? As long as Zhang Mofan, his future son-in-law, can beat Yuan Heng, then the Yuan Palace has nothing to fear.

The ten ancient sacred fruits are of great value, but they are of little use on him. They were originally intended to be left to the alarm.

However, Jingming is only one year old, and when he truly grows up to become a saint, he still doesn't know when he will wait.

"Okay, then all the ten ancient sacred fruits will be given to Zhang Mofan. You must handle this matter well."

Yan Wangdao.

Meng Fengjiao smiled and said: "King Yan, don't worry, if you let Huan'er know, she will definitely be very happy. She had been worried that you would betroth her to Yuan Heng."

King Yan rubbed his garlic nose and laughed: "My father, I must love my children the most."

Although King Yan had many women, he only had one daughter and one son, and this son was Yan Jingsheng who was born with Meng Fengjiao.

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Naturally, Zhang Mofan didn't know anything about this.

Zhang Mofan originally planned to cultivate in the Holy Palace of Guixu, not going anywhere, and strive to cultivate the origins of the first form of "The Halberd Punishment" to the extreme, and then start to create the second form.

In fact, the origin of the first formula is really not powerful, but if Zhang Mofan wants to cultivate, he must cultivate the first formula.

"Junior Brother Zhang Mofan, are you there?"

At this moment, a voice came from outside the attic, it was Tuobalan.

Zhang Mofan moved directly out of the Baiqian Pavilion, and immediately saw Tuobalan standing outside the attic, holding a red post in his hand.

"This post is for you."

After Tuobalan handed the post to Zhang Mofan, she stood by and waited.

Because he could see that this post was sent from the Great Holy Land in Zhongzhou.

Zhang Mofan opened it and looked at the content on the post, his face also showed joy, and he muttered: "Father and Aunt Qing are finally getting married."

This is an invitation to invite him to the wedding banquet. The adoptive father is about to get married, so naturally his adopted son will attend.

"Calculating the time, it should be three months later. It will take two months to depart from here to the Great Holy Land in Zhongzhou."

Zhang Mofan secretly thought.

Seeing that Zhang Mofan was so happy, Tuobalan couldn't help asking curiously: "Junior Brother Zhang Mofan, what is it? What makes you so happy?"

Zhang Mofan always had a smile on his face and said, "My father is getting married."

"Huh? Your father is getting married? Are you still happy? Isn't your mother angry?"

Tuobalan asked strangely.

Zhang Mofan waved his hand and smiled: "I was so happy just now, I didn't make it clear that it was my adoptive father who is getting married."

"Aren't you from the Holy Land of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty? Why is your adoptive father from the Great Holy Land of the Central Zhou Dynasty?"

Tuobalan asked.

Zhang Mofan said, "I can't explain this to you clearly. If there is nothing wrong, I will go in first."

Zhang Mofan went directly into the Baiqian Pavilion and came to a room where the old sage Baiqian was submerged.

Bai Qiansheng was sitting on a futon, running the breathing method of Daguixu, and was practicing.

Zhang Mofan didn't bother. After a full half day passed, Old Sage Bai Qian opened his eyes and asked, "Xiao Fan, what do you want to do with me again? Could it be that you have cultivated the second formula of "The Halberd Punishment"? "

Zhang Mofan shook his head and said, "Master, you should have heard me say before, I have an adoptive father? He is the young patriarch of the Sword Soul clan. Three months later, he is going to get married and invited me to the wedding banquet. "

Bai Qiansheng said: "You mean, you want to go to the Great Holy Land in Zhongzhou?"

Zhang Mofan nodded.

For the Great Holy Land of Zhongzhou, he could not wait long ago, and that is where the martial artist should be.

The Great Holy Land in Zhongzhou is the most prosperous place of martial arts.

Although, soon after the Tianjiao Holy War begins, he will also go to the Great Holy Land of Zhongzhou, and now he has passed in advance to attend Zhang Feng's wedding banquet.

Old Sage Bai Qian frowned, and said: "The Great Sacred Land of the Middle Zhou Dynasty is the center of the Holy Land of the Middle Zhou Dynasty. It is much more dangerous than the three sacred realms. If you go alone, I am not relieved, and I am in It’s inconvenient to go with you at the critical juncture of cultivation, so how about I let Senior Honglian go with you?"

Zhang Mofan smiled and said, "Master, if you let the Red Lotus Sage Elder follow me, I have no sense of crisis at all. Going to the Great Holy Land of Zhongzhou is also a practice for me. Perhaps, before the Tianjiao Holy War, My practice can become stronger."

"OK then!"

The old sage Bai Qian nodded and stopped stopping. Now Zhang Mofan is already a strong man, and the strength of the saint level is not too weak in the Great Sacred Land of the Middle Zhou Dynasty.

Moreover, as long as Zhang Mofan does not take the initiative to cause trouble, he should not encounter any danger.

"Then when will you leave?"

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Zhang Mofan said.

Bai Qiansheng stood up slowly, and his palms continued to gather together, unexpectedly forming a white lotus.

After that, the group of white lotus slowly flew to Zhang Mofan's palm and melted into it.

"This is a holy white lotus that I spent a month condensing. It can exist in your palm for a month. If you encounter danger, you can urge your own soul to communicate. This holy energy Bailian is enough to obliterate the first-order great sage."

Bai Qiansheng veteran said: "No matter what happens in the Great Holy Land of Zhongzhou, remember not to cause trouble. Also, Tianjiao Holy War, be sure to participate."

"Yes!"

Zhang Mofan nodded and left directly.

Zhongzhou Great Holy Land, I am here!