About half an hour later, Yang Fan got up and after absorbing Ouyang Ke's soul origin, Yang Fan had completely controlled this top-grade immortal artifact resembling a pagoda.

From Ouyang Ke's memory, I know that it also has a nice name, called the Purple Thunder Reincarnation Tower, a top-grade magic weapon.

Walking out of the tomb, the old man came to face him and said respectfully.

"Congratulations, master for winning the house."

The old man Qi Ling lowered his head and did not look at Yang Fan's face.

"I'm sorry to disappoint you, your master has been absorbed by me."

"what!!!"

The old man's face changed drastically, and he realized that he wanted to control this tower-shaped magic weapon to attack Yang Fan.

however.

As soon as the thought of the old man with the spirit of weapons appeared, he was shocked to find that he had lost control of the tower-shaped magic weapon, and the real core had already been controlled by Yang Fan in advance.

Even as long as Yang Fan is willing, he can erase the old man's wisdom at any time.

"Surrender to me, otherwise, die!"

After that, Yang Fan directly used the highest authority to control the magic weapon against the old man.

Puff!

Even if the Qi Ling old man is just an illusory shadow, he is still pressed to his knees by that powerful breath, trying to struggle to get up, but he can't do it.

"Impossible, I only recognize Ouyang Ke as the master in my life."

The old man Qi Ling had an ugly face, and his old face was covered with gloomy killing intent.

"If you don't surrender, then erase your intelligence and cultivate a new spirit."

A trace of murderous intent appeared in Yang Fan's indifferent eyes, causing the Qi Ling old man to tremble, and his heart of fear gradually increased.

"I...surrender!"

After about five minutes, the old man of Qi Ling finally chose to surrender.

Compared to being killed, he was more afraid of being forcibly erased of his spiritual wisdom, which was even more terrifying than killing him.

"Very well, open your mind and let me imprint."

With Ouyang Ke being swallowed by Yang Fan, the original imprint in the old Qi Ling Chi Xing Lingzhi has also shown that if the old Qi Ling runs out, Yang Fan really has no way to control him.

Chi Ling old man Chi Xing's face sank, then disappeared, opening his mind.

It didn't take long for Yang Fan's soul imprint to be imprinted in Scarlet Star's spiritual wisdom. It only took a single thought to destroy Scarlet Star's spiritual wisdom and completely disappear from this world.

Unlike a monk, it is not a creature, so if it is killed, unless it has the means to reverse time, it is impossible to resurrect it.

This is like artificial intelligence. Once it is formatted and re-encoded, it will not create the same thing. There is no exactly the same thing in the world, even artificial intelligence.

"You will follow me in the future. In fact, you can be an opportunity to follow me. It has only been seven years since I started practicing, and I am only 23 years old this year."

Yang Fan did say that, but from Chi Xing's point of view, Yang Fan was complimenting himself.

"You do not believe?"

"Master, it's not that I don't believe it, it's that I can't believe it. Since I was born 600,000 years ago, I have seen the most talented woman who has spent five thousand years on promotion from the Qi Refining Period to the Wonderland."

"But the master, you said that you are only 23 years old now, and after seven years of cultivation, you have reached a level that the gods can't be reborn. How does this make the old slave believe?!"

"Oh, who is that person who reached the human wonderland from the bottom in five thousand years?"

"The 18th saint Lagerstroemia in the Yaochi Lake of the Upper Xianyu Island."

"Ziwei... the name is interesting."

This reminded Yang Fan of Huan Zhuge.

"Master, Ziwei is not her name. It is similar to the Buddhist monk's name. The real name of the saintess of Ziwei is only known by the Virgin of Yaochi."

"Is this jade pond very powerful?"

Hearing these two words, Yang Fan subconsciously thought of the Yaochi in the Heavenly Court in Journey to the West.

"Formidable? Master, the foundation of Yaochi cannot be expressed as formidable, but terrible."

"What is the strength of the Virgin of Yaochi? What is the strength of the saint of Ziwei now?"

"Master, I really don't know this, like the old master..."

As soon as the three words for the old master came out, Chi Ling, the old man Chi Xing, felt a strong killing intent.

"How could an ant like Ouyang Ke at the bottom of the Immortal Territory know the information about the sacred place located in the Yaochi Lake on the Upper Continent. However, according to reliable sources, the old slave and Ouyang Ke were hunted down by their enemies. After 100,000 years of cultivation, his strength has reached the terrifying Taiyi Golden Immortal level."

"It took one hundred thousand years to cultivate to the Taiyi Golden Immortal, not to mention Monkey King, Erlang God and the like, even Zhu Bajie is better than her."

The corners of Chi Xing's mouth twitched fiercely. What does it mean to cultivate to the Taiyi Golden Immortal in 100,000 years? As for the Monkey King and God Erlang, they must be cultivators with unusual talents.

"Forget it, wait until you go to Xianyu and start to understand."

Ten minutes later, Yang Fan appeared in the depths of the sea. In front of him was a tower-shaped high-grade immortal tool shrouded in formations. With a big wave of his hand, it shrank directly into a small tower ten centimeters high with only three floors.

"It's actually been a month, it's time to go back, and then find a chance to break into the human fairyland."

Yang Fan muttered to himself, then turned into a golden light and flew towards the location of the Divine Sword Gate.

Seven days later, in the discussion hall of the inner court of Shenjianmen.

"Disciple, have you decided?"

In the hall, Jian Wudi received the news, hurried to the hall, looked at Yang Fan, and said in a deep voice.

Coming with Jian Wudi, there were the Ten Great Elders, Jian Shisan, and Jian Yi.

The current Divine Sword Sect has begun to take Yang Fan as the mainstay, and every move affects the Divine Sword Sect, so they dare not sloppy.

"It has been decided, Master, your deity has spent at least 30,000 years in Xianyu, thirty thousand years, enough to improve a lot of strength, I still want to catch up with you, Xianyu is my stage."

What gives Yang Fan such motivation is his desire to quickly increase his strength, and then return to the Earth Star to completely settle the cause and effect, otherwise the hurdle in his heart will never pass, which is a big trouble for Yang Fan.

Jian Wudi showed a satisfied expression, stroked his beard, said.

"That's right, the mortal world is too small to tolerate you, and the immortal realm can inspire your talent. Take this well. As long as the deity is on the same continent as you, you can perceive it within tens of thousands of kilometers and will find you ."

Jian Wudi took out a special token with a talisman on it, and Jian Wudi's breath was attached to it.

"Take it on your body, it can also automatically sense the position of the deity, or you can detonate it. Within half of the continent, the deity can sense it, but it's like that. I can meet by luck."