Who is the emperor Wa? Why hasn''t she heard of it? It''s the most powerful God in ancient legends. It''s said that he is still alive. Zhao Yuande got the palace of the congenital God!


    It seems that Dad''s eyes are really vicious. If he really marries such a person, his life will be worth it!


    "Come on, sister, see my brother''s palace!" Zhao Yuande waved to them and took them to the high steps of the palace.


    "Welcome master!" the old servant is still so old, and the little boy still looks so young.


    "You... You are... Horn! How did you untie the seal?" the remaining light of the old servant''s eyes swept the horn''s face and was immediately surprised.


    "Mo, you''re not dead yet!" the horn was surprised to see the old servant.


    "You will die, old man. I don''t know how natural and unrestrained I am!" the old servant blew his beard and glared. He didn''t like to listen to the horn.


    "Hum! Master, you seem to be a recidivist. You cheated me a lot of tears last time!" the little boy revealed the old servant''s shortcomings very untimely.


    "Little rabbit..." the old servant blew his beard and stared. He went up to grab the little boy''s collar.


    "Old man, you think I''m afraid you can''t!" the little boy also opened his posture.


    "Well, I''m in a hurry this time. A mysterious insect has been laid on the horn!" Zhao Yuande hurriedly stopped the master-student war.


    "What! Come with me quickly!" as soon as they entered the wa palace, the old servant suddenly remembered something and said to the children around him, "a drop of concentrate has just been produced in the dragon pool today. Go and get that drop of concentrate and give it to the master."


    "Yes, master!" the little boy hurried to get it.


    "What''s the matter?" Zhao Yuande asked curiously.


    "It''s the product of the dragon pool. It can produce three drops in about 100000 years. It has a very powerful effect on the human spirit. I guess if the master uses this drop of concentrate to practice, the spirit can be promoted to the early stage of immortal territory within a month!" the old servant touched the white beard under his jaw.


    "What, there''s such a thing against the sky?" Zhao Yuande almost jumped up excitedly. If his spirit can be strong enough to the immortal state, his combat effectiveness will rise. Maybe he can help the horn take out the bloody bug in a month.


    "I don''t know, how is the recovery of Wa palace recently?" Zhao Yuande is most concerned about this problem.


    "According to the current progress, it will take about 3.796 billion years to completely repair the wa palace!" the old servant answered the figure expressionless, almost choking Zhao Yuande to death.


    "Is there no way to hurry up?" Zhao Yuande didn''t give up.


    "Yes, find the materials I gave my master. As long as you find one, you can improve a lot of speed!" the old servant said.


    "Well, I haven''t heard any of the names of the materials you gave me. Where did you ask me to find them?" Zhao Yuande said helplessly.


    "There should be two or three kinds of fairyland, and there may be one on an island near the chaotic sea..." the old servant knew where these materials were, but Zhao Yuande shook his head. At least these places need more than Xianjun''s accomplishments. He can''t go now.


    "OK! Stop, now let''s discuss the problem of the lower corner..." Zhao Yuande carefully told the old servant about the corner.


    The old servant listened to the constant frowning.


    "It''s like a magic skill of the demon palace. How could it appear in the Eastern Emperor''s world? Was the demon Palace also born?" the old servant whispered.


    "Mo, can you take it out for me?" the horn looked at the old servant with some expectation.


    "Of course I can, but it''s easy to take it out, and it''s even harder to recover from the injury!" the old servant frowned. "This divine seed has eaten part of your divine soul. If you take it out now, your divine soul will be greatly damaged, your realm will fall again and again, and you may become a fool."


    "This......" the horn hesitated immediately, "or don''t take it!"


    "If you don''t take it, your spirit will be eaten by it within a year, and it will replace you into a new you!" the old servant said without surprise.


    "Hiss!" the people couldn''t help but take a breath of cold air. Only then did they understand this kind of divine skill. After understanding it, they were deeply afraid.


    Zhao Yuande shuddered at the thought of the deep hostility that the bloody insect had towards him when his spirit probed into the sea.


    "Can the concentrate help the horn recover its spirit?" Zhao Yuande suddenly grasped the key of the matter.


    "Of course! But..." the old servant hesitated.


    "There''s nothing but, take out the divine seed for the horn immediately and take the concentrate to him. I''m not in a hurry!" Zhao Yuande immediately weighed the pros and cons and made the decision!


    "But..." the old servant hesitated, "but this concentrate is too precious. If you take it, master, you can..."


    "My cultivation qualification. I will enter that realm sooner or later if I don''t take concentrate. Taking it can only be regarded as icing on the cake, and horn is a timely help! Am I the master or not? If so, hurry to do it according to my words. I still have a lot of things to wait for horn to help me." Zhao Yuande said sternly, "do you want to delay my big event?"


    "I don''t dare. I''ll help you get rid of the divine seed." although the old servant was frightened, he showed a touch of satisfaction in his eyes. Zhao Yuande''s ability to do so was completely beyond his expectation, but it''s reasonable to think carefully. It''s reassuring to be able to follow such a master.


    "Little family... No! Master, thank you!" the corner looked at Zhao Yuande. He knew that Zhao Yuande had given up the opportunity of promotion to help himself. He was originally a member of emperor Wa''s staff. Now it''s reasonable to call Zhao Yuande master.


    "Well! Horn, you''re not used to calling me fourteen, or you''ll call me Fourteen!" Zhao Yuande smiled at the horn. The big guy had a lot of luck with himself. From the first chance encounter to helping him get out of danger, to the later wilderness to save himself, and then this time, he regarded him as a friend.


    "OK! Fourteen!" Jiao is also a person who is not good at expression, but nods heavily.


    "Horn, you come into this pool of water, let many dragon families help you suppress the blood in your body, and I''ll help you take out the divine seed!" the old servant took the horn and stepped into the pool in the hall.


    "Zhao... Brother Zhao, is this really the wa palace?" Xie Nan still couldn''t believe it. He quietly grabbed Zhao Yuande''s sleeve and asked.


    "What do you think?" Zhao Yuande looked at her with a smile.


    "Then... Who the hell are you?" Xie Nan''s eyes were full of curiosity.


    "Guess?" Zhao Yuande just smiled.


    "I guess you''re an antique. You just like to pretend to be tender! It''s a bad taste for people to call you big brother. You''re afraid you''re older than the desert!" Xie Nan showed doubt in his eyes and looked up and down at Zhao Yuande. His eyes were like looking at an old man with white hair.