Chapter 3933: Enter the temple gate!

The Temple Gate is the top sect in the center of the Holy Land, and it is also very magnificent.
Because the temple gate is not built on the ground at all, but built in the void.
This is a real void city.
When Wang Fan saw the temple gate standing in the void, he was very knowledgeable, and he couldn't help being deeply shocked.
He even thought of the fairy palace in the secular world, because it was really hard for him to imagine that such a magnificent city could be built in the void.
Not to mention anything else, it would be impossible to build such a city in the void without a top-level immortal formation master.
"Junior Brother Wang Fan, that is the gate of my temple, I will take you in now to see the master of the gate."
Xia Yuan said to Wang Fan, and the group flew into the gate of the temple.
"Saint."
"Holy Woman!"
When Xia Yuan flew high above the sky, the disciples of the temple gate, and even some elders, all bowed their heads and greeted respectfully. This shows Xia Yuan's position in the temple gate.
Soon, under the leadership of Xia Yuan, the two came to a magnificent hall.
As for the other temple disciples who followed Xia Yuan, they all left.
"Come in." The two talented people just stood in front of the gate of the palace, a voice of vicissitudes of life came out, and then the gate of the palace opened automatically, and Wang Fan saw an old man who was about to die.
That's right, the old man gave him the feeling of incomparably old age and vicissitudes, as if he had been baptized for countless years.
Moreover, Wang Fan still had no way to feel the slightest breath in the old man, and the old man felt like an ordinary person.
"Disciple Xia Yuan, pay homage to the master."
Xia Yuan walked in with Wang Fan and bowed slightly.
Wang Fan also clasped his fists in salute, "Disciple Wang Fan, pay homage to the master."
The old man waved his hand, "No need to be polite."
As he said, his muddy eyes fell on Wang Fan.
At this moment, Wang Fan only felt a heavy pressure on his face, as if Mount Tai was pressing on the top. For a moment, he even felt that he couldn't help it, he was about to crawl on the ground.
Fortunately, that feeling was only fleeting, and Wang Fan was completely relaxed.
He looked at the old man in horror, his heart was extremely shocked.
This is definitely a great emperor-level existence, and it is still that kind of extremely strong emperor-level existence.
Even if it was Murongxian who came out of the wicked mountain to protect him and kill the Huo family and Li family enemies of the Yun family, it is far less powerful than this old man.
"Yes, you are very good, Yuan'er, you go down first. I have something to discuss with him." The old man looked at Wang Fan, nodded in satisfaction, and then said to Xia Yuan.
"Yes, the master." Xia Yuan nodded, and then withdrew from the hall.
After Xia Yuan exited the hall, the old man looked at Wang Fan and said, "This seat is called the Emperor. Would you like to become a disciple of the Emperor?"
When Wang Fan heard this, his heart couldn't help beating frantically, and he didn't quite understand what the old man meant.
Although he is good, he thinks he is not so good yet. Why should this old man accept him as a disciple?
After all, there are countless evildoers in the center of the Holy Land. There is absolutely no need for this emperor to do this, right?
The emperor’s eyes were deep, as if he could see through what Wang Fan thought, he smiled and said,
Don’t worry, this emperor has no malice against you. If this emperor wants to kill you, he can do it with his fingers, without having to play with his mind.

When Wang Fan heard this, he woke up suddenly.
Yes, if this old man wants to kill him, or want to take things from him, does he have the ability to resist?
Thinking of this, Wang Fan hurriedly said, "The disciple saw Master, but the disciple was puzzled. Why would Master favor the disciple?"
The emperor nodded in satisfaction, "Because the Chaos Sword and the Dao Mark of Mixed Patterns are all on you."
"Uh!" When Wang Fan heard this, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his heart couldn't help but shake wildly.
Can you see it all? If everyone can see that he has chaotic treasures, wouldn't he be very dangerous?
The emperor smiled, "Wang Fan, you don't need to worry, the reason why this emperor can see these things is because the Chaos Sword has been seen by the emperor."
"In the center of this holy land, there are very few people who have seen the Chaos Sword, and there are even fewer people who have seen the Chaos Sword and can see that you have it."
As he said, he suddenly sighed, "Hey, the reason why this emperor chose you is because you are a man of great fortune. Otherwise, you will not be able to get these two chaotic treasures."
"And this emperor, the time limit is approaching, so we must look for descendants. Otherwise, the gate of my temple will be in danger."
"What? The end is coming?" Wang Fan was shocked again, this is definitely an explosive news.
If other top sects knew about this news, they would definitely attack the temple door desperately, and at that time, the temple door would really be over.
"Yes, this emperor does not have a few hundred years to live, so this emperor has to choose you and inherit the gate of my temple." said the emperor.
Wang Fan opened his mouth wide, a little speechless, and still had a life span of several hundred years, so he was eager to find a descendant?
But thinking of these old antiques, he didn't know how many years or tens of thousands of years he had lived, and he was relieved.
The emperor saw that Wang Fan was silent, and said, "Since you have promised to worship the emperor, the emperor will announce this in three months."
"At that time, the emperor will hold a coronation ceremony for you. Wearing a holy crown and a holy robe, you will become the first saint son of my temple gate for thousands of years."
"Huh?" Wang Fan opened his mouth wide, "Well, isn't this a bit bad? Isn't it a bit too high-profile?"
He couldn’t help saying,
Master, I’m a low-key person, I don’t like high-profile people. And I don’t know how to manage the sect. Also, when the time comes, those strong people in the sect will challenge me and refuse to accept me, what should I do? manage?"
Wang Fan was really confused.
He is just one casual cultivator, one casual cultivator.
Even if he joined the gate of the temple, his purpose was just to find a backer, so that others would be jealous, and don't send out some powerful immortal emperor to chase him down.
But now, he has not only become a disciple of the Temple Sect Master, but also the Sacred Son of the Temple Sect and the first heir to the Temple Sect. This...
The emperor's eyes were deep, and he smiled and said, "I believe you, you can definitely do it. What's more, if you want to wear the crown, you must bear its weight. Since you have become a disciple of this seat, shouldn't you be canonized as a saint son? The heir to the master of the temple gate?"
"This..." Wang Fan was stunned. For a moment, he was actually somewhat unable to refute it.
"Okay, this is your core disciple identity jade card. Before the coronation ceremony, use it first. Don't, before the coronation ceremony, you must never reveal your identity as a saint child, let alone reveal your apprenticeship. This is something about this seat."
Dijun smiled and took out an identity jade card and handed it to Wang Fan, then said solemnly.
Wang Fan nodded, "I see, Master."
At this moment, his heart is extremely heavy.
Alexander!
However, if you want to become stronger and want to get more resources, what's the point?
The reason why Wang Fan chose to agree was also because he wanted to become stronger quickly.
If he becomes the saint son of the temple gate, although he has a huge responsibility, he has many resources and many opportunities, right?
Wang Fan left, leaving with a heavy heart.
It's just that he just found his palace, opened the restriction and walked in, and was stunned.