Wen Xuan pinched a stealth trick, and walked to the reception hall when he went out, but saw a little girl walking towards the reception hall with the young man, so he couldn't help but be suspicious and followed the young man.

The boy seemed to notice something, and nodded back slightly.

Wen Xuan was a little surprised, he didn't want this young man's mana to be so strong, he didn't dare to say other spells, in order to save his life, his father and uncle forced him to practice stealth to the realm of perfection.

The three of them entered the reception hall with their front and back feet, but saw Meng Yi sitting upright in the position of a guest.

The young man lowered his eyelashes slightly, and gave a slight equalization salute, and Meng Yi got up slightly to return the salute.

When Wen Xuan saw Meng Yi, he was still unhappy in his heart, and he wanted to go up and kill him, but he had to stand behind the young man angrily, since he was invisible, there was no need to hide his anger, so he kept looking at Meng Yi angrily.

I only heard Lu Zi'an say: "Brother Huaimin, this is the young man who walked out of the ancient painting." ”

Meng Yi said: "The name is well deserved, quite ancient." ”

The boy gave a slight salute in response.

Lu Ziyu said with a smile: "It's just that he doesn't practice ancient rituals now, doesn't write ancient characters, and doesn't wear ancient costumes, so it doesn't look as fun as when he first came." ”

Lu Zi'an gestured to Lu Ziyu with his eyes, and Lu Ziyu shut up stupidly.

Meng Yi said: "Really, is it really someone who came out of an ancient painting?"

Lu Zi'an smiled: "No, it's just that this son has no memory and doesn't know where he came from, so he is called a young man who came out of ancient paintings." ”

Meng Jia stared at the young man for a long time before he spoke: "This son, I seem to have seen it somewhere." ”

Although the voice was not loud, everyone could hear it clearly, Lu Zi'an, Lu Ziyu, and Wen Xuan, who was invisible, were all shocked. This is the fourth person who said that he had seen the boy, and everyone suddenly focused their eyes on Meng Jia, waiting for him to say where he had seen it.

Meng Jia was a little flustered all of a sudden, and hurriedly said, "But I can't remember where I saw him." ”

Lu Zi'an, Lu Ziyu, and Wen Xuan were shocked again, how could it be the same, the four of them all felt that they had seen this son somewhere, but they couldn't remember where they had seen it.

Meng Yi coughed lightly and said, "Jing Yao, don't talk nonsense. ”

Meng Jia closed his mouth, but his eyes kept looking at the young man's body intentionally or unintentionally.

Meng Yi said: "This son is indeed outstanding. ”

Wen Xuan thought to himself, "Let's just say that there are traces of Linghua." “

Lu Zi'an nodded, and Meng Yi said again: "Please step back and go, I want to ask Zi'an and this son something." “

The servants in the house withdrew together, leaving only the Lu brothers, the Meng brothers, the young man and the invisible Wen Xuan.

Meng Yi said: "My Huayin Meng clan has a heavy weapon, everyone knows it. “

Lu Ziyu said: "I know, Fuxi furnace." “

Meng Yi nodded and said, "The use of this Fuxi furnace is only passed down from generation to generation by my Meng family, and it is a secret that is not passed on. ”

Lu Zi'an said: "Brother Huaimin has encountered a tricky matter?"

Meng Yi sighed, and continued: "It is indeed as Brother Zi'an Xian said. Thousands of years ago, my ancestor of the Meng clan didn't know what the exchange conditions were at that time, and lent the Fuxi furnace to others for use. ”

Lu Zi'an asked in surprise: "Fuxi furnace is no longer in the mansion?"

Meng Yi said: "Yes, it's just that it has been burning for thousands of years, and Zu Xun must spare his life to ensure the safety of the Fuxi furnace and not extinguish it." ”

Lu Ziyu asked, "Who borrowed it, and what did it burn?"

Meng Yi said: "I don't know who used it, but the heads of the Meng family in the past generations have the responsibility of guarding the Fuxi furnace, and they can also see the things burned in the Fuxi furnace. ”

Immediately, his eyes looked straight at the young man, "The thing that burns is Linghua." ”

Everyone was shocked, the Fuxi furnace was an ancient artifact, and Linghua was a rare treasure for cultivators, and they were actually together.

Lu Zi'an was the first to calm down and said, "Ling Zun is crazy, can it have something to do with this burning Fuxi furnace?"

Meng Yi didn't answer directly, paused for a moment and said, "The Linghua in that furnace will inevitably make people greedy. “

Lu Zi was relieved, and asked again: "This secret that is not passed on, why did Brother Huaimin tell my generation today." ”

"Because," Meng Yi continued to stare at the young man, "the fire in the furnace is extinguished." ”

The Lu brothers were even more shocked, the fire that had been burning for thousands of years had been extinguished? Who started this fire in the furnace, and why did it go out after a thousand years?

Lu Zi'an also looked at the young man, who still lowered his eyes and couldn't see any emotional fluctuations.

Lu Zi'an asked: "Dare to ask Brother Huaimin, when will this furnace be extinguished?" ”

Meng Yi said: "Cold Food Festival." On that day, when I left the customs, someone came to report in a hurry that there was such a big mistake in the thousand-year-old inheritance to me, so how could I have the face to meet the ancestors of the Meng family. ”

Wen Xuan counted the time and looked down at the young man.

"The breath of Linghua in that furnace", Meng Yi said word by word, "It is completely consistent with the traces of Linghua on this son's body."

The third wave of horror swept like a wave, and Lu Zi'an felt that he could hardly sit still. Lu Ziyu directly dropped the white jade teacup in his hand, and the crisp sound of jade shattering spread.

Wen Xuan's heart was also like a wave rolling, when he first saw this young man, he knew that it was extraordinary, but he never thought that it would be related to the Fuxi furnace of the four seas, and the Linghua that burned for thousands of years.

The young man kept his head slightly down, no matter how Meng Jia's eyes looked, no matter how Meng Yi's gaze stabbed like a sharp sword, no matter the frightened gaze of the Lu brothers, or the meaningful gaze of Wen Xuan behind him, he always sat like a mountain.

But at this moment, his heart was already chaotic like a storm transiting.

Fuxi furnace, in the book "Ancient and Modern Heavy Weapons" of Lu's library, ranked second, according to legend, it was made by Fuxi in ancient times, can forge mountains and rivers, refine the sea, and is a treasure in the world.

This treasure burned for a thousand years, but it was extinguished on the day he left with the little baby, and Meng Yi must be very familiar with the aura of Linghua that had burned for thousands of years, so he was sure that it was completely consistent with the aura of Linghua on his body.

Who is it, and why, what does it have to do with oneself to burn Linghua in that Fuxi furnace?

When the young man thought of the Linghua that had been burning for thousands of years, he didn't feel a huge sorrow in his heart, but he met that Meng Yi for the first time, and he didn't know who he was, so he held back and didn't show it.

Lu Zi'an let out a long breath, then turned his head and said in a gentle tone: "Childe, do you know about this?"

The boy shook his head silently.

Meng Yi's hostility shot like swords, guns, and halberds, "Say, did you steal Linghua and extinguish the holy fire in my clan's Fuxi furnace?"

The boy shook his head silently.