With the sixth-level strength of Guanhun, Ba Zun's strength is second to none, and of course he is very confident.
The power of his mind covered it and he began to refine it.
"Elders, refining the monument will not happen overnight. Bashan and I have given up, so we will leave now. You can refine it slowly!"
Zhuo Yifan patted Bashan on the shoulder and said with a smile.
"Master Divine Envoy, why don't you wait any longer?" Second Elder Tyrannosaurus said: "What if we can't refine the stone tablet?"
Zhuo Yifan smiled dryly and said: "If you really can't refine the stone tablet, it doesn't matter if I try again, but now, I really have no interest. You go ahead and say goodbye."
This time, no one could save him.
Everyone's attention was focused on the stone tablet.
Refining the monument is equivalent to controlling the entire Qingtian City, which is a god-like existence.
Almost no one can resist this kind of temptation.
The two walked out of the temple.
Zhuo Yifan looked at Bashan with some surprise: "Bashan, I didn't let you participate in the divine training, don't you blame me?"
"Brother Yuan, I believe you. You must have your reasons for letting me go. Besides, so many elders can't do it, and I can't do it either."
Bashan is indeed honest and honest.
Zhuo Yifan chuckled and said: "You are right, I think the elders still have a while, let's go back!"
"Brother Yuan, Xian'er is waiting for us." Bashan said excitedly waving his arms in the distance.
When Ba Xian saw the two of them, he was so happy that he flew over like a butterfly.
"Brother Yuan, Brother Shan, why did you come out?"
Xian'er originally wanted to throw herself into Zhuo Yifan's arms, but when she saw Ba Shan's eyes that looked like a smile but not a smile, she immediately stopped and glared at him, but instead looked at Zhuo Yifan and smiled brightly.
Zhuo Yifan spread his hands and said: "It's nothing. Those old men are not as cute as my fairy sister. Of course I will come to accompany you."
"Brother Yuan is so awesome, no wonder he can make this little girl fall in love at first sight." Bashan gave a thumbs up.
"My lord, please wait a moment."
The three of them were chatting and laughing and were rushing home when suddenly a man came running from the corner, it was Bacheng.
Zhuo Yifan said in surprise: "Brother Bacheng, why are you so anxious?"
"Where are the elders? Why didn't they come out?"
Ba Cheng looked at the door and asked.
The soldiers guarding there are like stone statues, angry and motionless, but full of majesty.
They have guarded the temple for generations, fulfilled their duties loyally, and are not merciful. No one can let them show favoritism.
No one dares to break into the temple without the orders of the elders.
"The elders will probably be busy for some time. What's wrong, brother Bacheng? Did something happen?"
Seeing Ba Cheng being so anxious, Zhuo Yifan asked with excitement in his heart.
"What should we do? An envoy from the Fairy Clan came to discuss the final sacrificial event, but the elders are not here. What should we do now?" Bacheng became anxious: "If there is no big shot to receive him, he will definitely let the Fairy Clan envoy
Criticized."
"The Fairy Tribe? Is it the number one race among the six major tribes?" Zhuo Yifan became interested: "The elders have very important things to do now. I'm afraid we don't have time to take care of these small things. Why don't we work together?"
Go and have a look.”
"That's what I had in mind. I will be received by the Divine Envoy. I believe that the envoy will not be able to find any faults." Bacheng smiled so happily that Zhuo Yifan instantly felt that he had been tricked.
The four of them walked towards the Overlord's meeting hall together.
This meeting hall was also dug out of a huge cave.
It is a hundred feet high and dozens of feet wide, making it look very majestic and simple.
Of course, it also seems very simple.
The Fairy Clan envoy looked at the primitive cave with disdain. His gaze was similar to that of a modern noble who traveled back to the ancient times of primitive people, full of disgust and disdain.
As for the uncivilized primitive people, he obviously had enough sense of superiority. Even his breathing seemed to carry an air of nobility.
"Hmph, a race as backward as the Overlords can actually produce spiritual masters. It's really unfair to the Ancestral God."
The envoy was young and handsome, he looked less than thirty years old, with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes. Judging from Zhuo Yifan's eyes, he was considered a handsome guy.
Wearing an ancient silk costume, he looked like a prince and aristocrat, with an imposing manner.
At this moment, he was sitting on the stone chair in the hall, his face full of impatience and disgust, as if his noble butt had been contaminated, and he almost did not dare to sit down.
Seeing such a pretentious messenger, Zhuo Yifan frowned on the spot.
Even the Prince Long whom he met before was not as pretentious as him!
Seeing Zhuo Yifan and his entourage come in, the envoy's eyes almost stared up to the sky. He finally glanced sideways at everyone, snorted coldly, and continued to look up at the top of the cave.
This clearly shows that Zhuo Yifan and others are not taken seriously.
Ba Shan was furious: "This bastard, how dare you be rude to the Lord God Envoy, it's incredible."
As he said that, he was about to have a seizure. He was so frightened that Ba Cheng quickly grabbed him and said with a wry smile: "Ba Shan, calm down, this is the messenger of the Fairy Spirit Clan."
Bashan snorted coldly: "So what about the Fairy Spirit Clan? If you dare to be disrespectful to the Divine Envoy, it is also a death penalty."
This kid Ba Shan is so cute and innocent.
Zhuo Yifan's status in his mind now is probably almost that of a god.
Anyone who dares to provoke Zhuo Yifan is tantamount to touching his reverse scale.
Although the crowd's voices were not loud, the messenger's ears were very sharp, so he obviously heard it.
He suddenly found a point to vent his anger, stood up angrily, and shouted arrogantly: "You bastard, how dare you be rude to me? Kneel down and apologize, otherwise, God will not be able to save you."
Ba Shan was trembling with anger. Now that he had Zhuo Yifan as his backing, he was extremely bold.
Humph, even the ancestor gods can't bear the kneeling ceremony of the divine envoy. How can you, a mere envoy of the fairy clan, be nothing?
Zhuo Yifan, however, grabbed Ba Shan who was having an attack and narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Are you the messenger of the Fairy Clan?"
"Yes, I am Xuanyuan Feng, the messenger of the Fairy Spirit Clan. Who are you? Looking at the staff you are holding, could it be that you are a spiritual master?"
"Xuanyuan Feng? The royal surname of your fairy clan?"
Zhuo Yifan was suddenly startled and looked at Xuanyuan Feng in surprise.
Anyone with the surname Xuanyuan seems to have some royal ancestry.
"You are knowledgeable, I am a disciple of the royal family." Xuanyuan Feng smiled proudly, with his long gown and long hair flying, and he brought his own fan, making him look very chic.
It's a pity that this pretentious style of trying everything in the fairy clan is not welcomed here. No one of the maids around him looked at him. Some even snorted from their nostrils and looked at him.
There was contempt and disdain in it.
Wochao, what's going on?
Wherever I go, flowers are blooming and young girls are in love. Are these women from the hegemonic tribe primitive people?
Xuanyuan Feng was secretly depressed, but he looked at Zhuo Yifan provocatively and said: "You are dressed strangely, you don't look like a member of the Overlord Clan. Could it be that you are from a lowly human race? When will a lowly human race be able to be in the Overlord Clan?"
Chapter completed!