Fan Bin looked very embarrassed.

Although he relied on his body's strong defensive power and the protection of his body's protective qi, he successfully isolated the power of the explosion.

But the aftermath of the explosion still manifested itself on him.

Fan Bin's face was pitch black, and his clothes were torn into strips, draped over his body in a messy manner.

The area around Fan Bin's body turned into ruins.

When Fan Xian saw Fan Bin like this, he didn't even have time to show concern for him and just shouted, "Oh no!"

"What? Your Majesty has fallen out with me and detained the old man?"

Fan Bin thought about it, but couldn't think of any other reason that could make Fan Xian so anxious?

"Uncle Wuzhu just came here, and he found the trace of the temple messenger."

"Temple messenger?"

Fan Bin's heart was calm.

Before he advanced to the Grandmaster level, he was still somewhat wary of the temple messenger.

Ever since Fan Bin broke through and became a master, he didn't think that the temple messengers had any means that could do anything to him.

In this case, the temple messenger was no longer a big threat to him.

"Don't worry, I'm just a temple messenger, I can't do anything to Uncle Wuzhu."

Fan Bin said this with great certainty.

Although they are all temple messengers, their strengths are not the same.

Wuzhu is the most exquisitely crafted of all the temple messengers and the only one who retains a super trump card.

Even though Wuzhu has lost his memory now and his fighting power is greatly reduced, the temple messenger can't do anything to him.

In fact, except for Emperor Qing, the other three grand masters are no match for Wuzhu.

If the two sides really fight for their lives, the three great masters will definitely be the losers in the end.

Someone once said that Wuzhu was the strongest fighter in this world. From Fan Bin's current perspective, this statement was extremely reliable.

Even if we don't consider Wuzhu's ultimate killer move, Wuzhu's own combat power is terrifyingly strong.

“不，情况不一样。”

Fan Xian said anxiously.

"Why is it different?"

"Uncle Wuzhu said that he saw more than one temple messenger. Uncle Wuzhu originally had some questions and wanted to ask the temple messenger and negotiate with him. But this time, he saw three temple messengers. Uncle Wuzhu felt that there was no chance of winning, so he asked me to come to you for help."

"What did you say?"

At this time, Fan Bin even wondered if there was something wrong with his ears?
"I said Uncle Wuzhu saw three temple messengers, so he asked me to come to you for help."

Fan Xian was a little confused.

At this moment, a storm was brewing in Fan Bin's mind.

How could there be three temple messengers?
Where did the three temple messengers come from?
Although Fan Bin’s impression of this passage was not particularly deep.

But he still clearly remembered that the energy of the temple was almost exhausted at this time. The number of temple messengers should be only two or three at most.

This also includes the great sacrifice in the temple.

Leaving aside the high priest, there should only be one or two temple messengers who can act besides Wu Zhu.

How come there are three?

How could there be three?
"Something must have happened at the temple..."

This was what surprised Fan Bin the most.

In addition, there was another point that was beyond Fan Bin's expectations.

That is, when facing the three temple messengers, Wu Zhu did not choose to act rashly, but instead asked Fan Xian to run to seek help from Fan Bin.

This behavior is obviously not something an intelligent robot can do. Compared to Wu Zhu's previous performances, his current performance is obviously more like a human.

This means that Wuzhu's evolution speed seems to have increased.

He has learned to think like a human.

"Are you sure it's three?"

"Of course I am sure. Uncle Wuzhu saw it with his own eyes."

Besides Fan Bin, the only people Fan Xian can trust wholeheartedly are Wu Zhu and Fan Ruoruo.

"This is a big trouble!"

Fan Bin muttered subconsciously.

"Brother, don't scare me..."

Fan Xian became very uneasy.

You know, his current backing is incredibly powerful.

His eldest brother is the fifth grandmaster, and the strength he has shown before is even stronger than the other grandmasters.

Wu Zhu, the servant his mother left him, also helped him wholeheartedly. Wu Zhu's strength was also comparable to that of a grandmaster.

Behind him stood two great masters, one bright and one dark.

This gave Fan Xian more confidence than ever before.

Even when facing the princes born to Emperor Qing, Fan Xian felt that they were nothing special.

He just had no interest in that chair. Otherwise, he could kick aside the Crown Prince and the Second Prince.

Fan Xian is definitely not wishful thinking.

Before, the head of their Fan family, that is, his eldest brother Fan Bin, had specifically asked him this question.

Do you want to sit in that chair?

Fan Xian refused without hesitation.

It was true that he liked money and power, but Fan Xian intuitively felt that it would not be easy to sit on that chair.

The four words "alone and helpless" have clearly described the owner of the chair.

At this stage, Fan Xian doesn't want to be that kind of person.

Fan Bin did not raise any objection to this.

In his words, Fan Xian chose his own path, and as long as Fan Xian doesn't regret it, that's all.

Now, Fan Xian’s two strongest backers both showed solemn expressions when facing the sudden appearance of the temple messenger.

This made Fan Xian clearly realize that his biggest crisis might be coming.

"Is the matter very troublesome? If it cannot be resolved, can we make peace with the other party?"

Fan Xian suggested.

He obviously didn't know what the real goal of the temple messenger was?
"It would be nice if we could make peace, but I'm afraid we can't..."

Fan Bin was more panicked than ever before.

Others don’t know the truth about this world, nor do they know what the temple is.

So although they have reverence and fear for the temple, they may not really know what the power hidden in the temple means?
But Fan Bin is clear about it.

The so-called temple is a military museum left by previous humans.

There are machine guns and tanks, there are rockets and missiles...

Fan Bin even suspected that there might be a powerful weapon hidden inside.

If the temple is really used by humans, then the grand master will be nothing but a joke in their eyes.

The key question is, who can use the temple's force?
Ye Qingmei should be the last person with a Tianmai, that is, the last frozen person or bionic person in the temple.

It was because she felt lonely in this world and no other Tianmai appeared to keep her company.

Ye Qingmei used Fan Xian's memory and the seeds stolen from Emperor Qing to create the present Fan Xian.

He is also the only survivor of the temple's memory preservation experiment.

The Tianmai person is gone, and the only one who retains his previous memories is Fan Xian.

Fan Xian is a liberal arts student, and he cannot use those modern weapons, let alone use the resources of the temple to create new temple messengers.

"Who resurrected or created a new temple messenger?"

Countless thoughts flashed through Fan Bin's mind.

"Big brother!"

Fan Xian looked at him worriedly. "The purpose of the temple messenger is to either bring Wu Zhu back or to kill or bring you back. Do you want to go to the temple?"

Hearing Fan Bin's words, Fan Xian's face turned pale.

He never doubted his elder brother's words.

This has been verified countless times.

"You mean, the temple has already found out our identities?"

"Uncle Wuzhu is the most powerful temple messenger. Your mother and you both come from the temple. Haven't you opened the box your mother left for you? You should know all this!"

"Of course I know. The problem is that I only mentioned it briefly at the time. How did you know it, brother?"

The secret in the box is too complicated.

Although Fan Xian did not hide it from Fan Bin, he did not explain it in such detail.

But now, looking at Fan Bin's expression, Fan Xian knew that his elder brother knew everything about this matter.

Just like when they were in Northern Qi.

When they were about to leave Northern Qi, Sean told Fan Xian all the secrets he had been hiding.

At the same time, Sean also told Fan Xian that his elder brother had known this for a long time.

"Brother, you are not from the temple as well? Or do you have the ability to predict the future?"

Facing Fan Xian's question, Fan Bin shook his head decisively.

"I don't know either. But it doesn't matter anymore, unless you want to go back to the temple with me and are willing to be imprisoned for life. Otherwise, there is no possibility of peace between us and the temple."

Hearing this, Fan Xian's expression turned serious, "Let's do it! Brother, what do you think we should do?"

"First, we need to figure out how many things the temple can call upon."

Fan Bin narrowed his eyes.

If the temple could really mobilize those cross-era equipment, he would be ready to hide.

This world is not just the East, there is also a Western world. The Western world is not good at martial arts, but good at magic.

Fan Bin also studied some of their spell scrolls.

To put it bluntly, those Western magic spells also use radiation energy.

It's just that they combined the radiation energy with the elements of nature, so they unleashed a power similar to magic.

It looks magical.

In fact, its power is very limited. It is said that there is only one magician who can reach the ninth level in the entire Western world.

However, even the strongest magician could not defeat a ninth-grade warrior, let alone those who were stronger than the ninth grade.

The only advantage of Western magic is its incredible destructive power.

To destroy a forest, even if a ninth-grade master put all his efforts into it, it would take several days to accomplish the task.

If we change the wizard, maybe a fire magic can solve the problem.

Of course, that is without any external help.

Otherwise, an ordinary person can do the same.

If he can't stay in the Eastern world, Fan Bin plans to hide in the Western world.

If all else fails, he will hide on an island.

With his current strength, he still has a chance to survive the destruction of the temple.

Of course, another possibility cannot be ruled out.

That is, the temple at this time was still subject to certain constraints and restrictions.

It cannot activate those epoch-making equipment and can only create temple messengers to destroy the world.

This is bad news though.

But if that is the case, Fan Bin will still be able to fight back.

The Temple Messenger is powerful, but not invincible.

Those epoch-making equipment are different.

No matter how powerful the grandmasters are, they cannot contend with missiles, laser cannons, and other weapons.

Even without those heavy equipment, a sniper rifle of the Barrett level alone is enough to give the grandmaster a hard time.

“We have to figure this out first.”

"Brother, do you want to go to the temple?"

Fan Xian asked.

If you want to find out whether something unusual has happened in the temple, the best way is to go and take a look on site.

But Fan Bin obviously could not agree to Fan Xian's suggestion.

He shook his head decisively.

"no!"

If he rashly went to the temple at this time, and something drastic happened in the temple, Fan Bin would not even have the chance to escape.

"It's a blessing, not a disaster. If it's a disaster, it can't be avoided. Let's go meet the three temple messengers first..."

Fan Bin must go to the temple.

But before going to the temple, Fan Bin first had to figure out who the enemy he was going to deal with was?
Going there without any clear purpose is no different from committing suicide.

In addition, Fan Bin also has to settle his family.

The current stability of the Fan family is largely due to the existence of Grandmaster Fan Bin.

If he encounters an accident in the temple, will the Fan family still be able to live peacefully in Kyoto?

This is hard to say.

"Brother, why don't you wash up first."

Speaking of going to see Wu Zhu, Fan Xian kindly reminded him.

At this time, Fan Bin was still wearing tattered clothes and his face was dark.

Fan Bin nodded.

After Fan Xian's reminder, Fan Bin calmed down.

He was so busy worrying about the temple that he had no time to share his joy.

Through the battle with Emperor Qing and through Fan Bin’s own continuous experiments.

Fan Bin has already figured out a way to break through to a level above Grand Master.

This also means that his strength may be able to reach a higher level.

If he could really succeed, then being a temple messenger or a grandmaster would make no difference to Fan Bin.

Even if the temple called upon those epoch-making equipment, Fan Bin was not completely powerless to fight.

While taking a bath, Fan Bin also made some guesses about his enemy.

Three temple messengers suddenly appeared, and the probability of something happening at the temple was almost 100%.

According to Fan Bin, there are probably three possibilities that could have caused such changes in the temple.

The first is the awakening of the temple’s intelligent consciousness.

Because of the appearance of the little butterfly Fan Bin, two grand masters suddenly appeared.

This may have stimulated the temple priests and ascetics, and in turn stimulated the temple.

The second type is the abandoned Tianmai people who took control of the temple.

Relatively speaking, this possibility is even greater.

The third one is also the worst one.

Those were the group of people who originally left Blue Star, and some of them returned on a spaceship.

And those who came back, with the help of high technology, regained control of the temple.

This is also the scene that Fan Bin is most reluctant to face.

He originally planned to start his journey to the stars and the sea after a few decades, when all the important relatives around him had passed away.

If it was the third case, then all his plans would have gone to waste.

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(End of this chapter)