Ye Lan was stunned for a while, and didn't know how to answer. But seeing that Wen Feng's face was like frost, he took out a green axe and floated in front of Ye Lan, staring at Yan Zhuoran with his eyes, and at the same time asked Ye Lan in a deep voice: "Silly boy, what do you think?

Ye Lan looked inward, only to feel that the true yuan in his body was surging as usual, and there was no trace of abnormality, he shook his head at the moment and said, "I'm fine." ”

Wen Feng nodded, his face relaxed, and said to Yan Zhuoran: "Brother Yan, what do you mean by this?" ”

Yan Zhuoran said: "I heard Brother Wen say that Brother Ye broke through the entrance within a month, and I was too curious to help but try it. Please don't be surprised. ”

Wen Feng's arm holding the green axe drooped slightly, oh, and asked lightly, "What can you try?"

Yan Zhuoran nodded slightly, and said in a deep voice: "Brother Ye only survived the tribulation of the Gathering Gang Wind last night, we all saw it with our own eyes, it is said that the Gangfeng is dangerous and abnormal, even if ordinary monks survive this catastrophe, it will consume a lot of True Yuan, and the meridians around the body will be damaged by the Gangfeng, and they will not be able to recover if they have to rest for more than a month." Brother Ke Ye was in full bloom at this time, and there was no trace of damage to the meridians. I was already very surprised by this matter, and I listened to Brother Wen's words, saying that Brother Ye had just reached the Turtle Breath realm a month ago, and I was even more curious in my heart, so I couldn't help but try it. Sure enough, after a try, he found that the meridians in Brother Ye's body were not only as stable as a rock, as solid as gold and iron, but also that the true yuan was incomparable, and he had reached the top realm of the Gathering True Realm, even if it was not difficult to immediately trigger the Great Tribulation of the Freedom Realm at this time. You are all people of insight, and I don't need to say much about the strangeness of this. ”

Wen Feng turned his body sideways, glanced at Ye Lan with slanted eyes, and said with a smile: "Has he reached the top cultivation level of the Gathering Truth Realm again?" ”

Yan Zhuoran nodded and said, "It's true!"

When everyone heard this, their eyes widened, and they looked at Ye Lan fixedly, as if they were looking at a monster. Ye Lan was uncomfortable by everyone, stunned on the spot, and was at a loss for a while. After a long while, I suddenly heard Zhu Wenchang sigh and said quietly: "Within a month, I almost broke through the three-layer realm in a row, and such a qualification is really unprecedented. It is the own heir of the primeval gods, and it is expected that he will not be able to improve so quickly, Brother Ye is a genius, and Zhu is blind. ”

Everyone nodded secretly after listening to Zhu Wenchang's words, but they heard Wen Feng sneer and said loudly: "This kid is stupid, if he is a genius, I won't believe anything." Hey, silly boy, how did you make such rapid progress in your cultivation, do you know why?"

Ye Lan listened to him ask, but he was at a loss in his heart, secretly thinking back to the encounters in the past month, and faintly felt that this matter should be related to the ebony fan, but he couldn't say why.

Everyone saw that his eyebrows were frowning, and he didn't answer at a loss, obviously he didn't know why. Yan Zhuoran thought for a moment and asked, "Brother Ye, did he have any adventures in this month?"

Ye Lan hadn't answered yet, but he heard Wen Feng rush to say: "He has been doing a lot of work with us these days, but it's just a few fights, where is there any adventure? Lao Tzu fought much harder than this stupid boy, but he didn't see his cultivation a point and a half higher!"

Yan Zhuoran shook his head and said: "In January, from the Tengyun Realm to the Gathering Truth Realm, if there is no adventure against the sky, there is no reason in the world!"

Everyone thought that this was a good word, and they all looked at Ye Lan with a look of inquiry in their eyes.

Ye Lan saw everyone like this, thinking that this matter was not easy to hide, although he had known everyone for a short time, he had lived and died with everyone for more than a month, and he didn't know how many dangers he had passed together, and he really didn't want to hide it from everyone in his heart. So he sacrificed the ebony fan, and said all the strange abilities that the ebony fan had absorbed the demonic fire for several days, and then transformed it into a stream of warm currents that merged into the meridians and boosted cultivation.

When everyone heard this, their eyes widened, and no one was speechless for a while. After a long while, I heard Sikong Duo sigh and say, "What kind of magic treasure are you looking for, this kid has a ready-made artifact in his hand!"

The disciples of Taixu looked at each other, and their faces were full of strange looks. Yan Zhuoran didn't know the origin of this fan, lowered his head and pondered for a long time, and said slowly: "As far as I know, among the ancient artifacts, there is only one fan that can absorb the power of fire and turn it into the true element of the monk himself. The handle in Brother Ye's hand, although it is eight or nine points similar to the artifact, is obviously not the divine fan. ”

Zhu Wenchang also said: "Yes, Brother Ye, we have all taken a closer look at this ebony fan, the back of this fan is plain white, empty, and there is no ink left, obviously not the legendary god fan." ”

Yan Zhuoran glanced at Zhu Wenchang meaningfully, nodded and said, "It turns out that Brother Zhu also knows the origin of that divine fan. ”

Wen Feng saw that the two of you were talking about the ancient god fan, but he didn't know what the two were talking about, but he didn't know what kind of dumb riddle the two were playing, so he asked: "You two don't want to play dumb riddles, what was that divine fan like in the primeval time, you can talk about it." ”

The rest of the Taixumen didn't know what the two were referring to, so they all looked at Zhu and Yan, hoping that they would elaborate. Seeing this, Zhu Wenchang gestured to Yan Zhuoran, Yan Zhuoran nodded, and said in a deep voice: "That fan, called Xuanbing Lihuo Fan, was forged by the Red Xuan Great God himself......"

"Chi Xuan, is that the Chi Xuan Divine Venerable who customizes the 'artifact spectrum' and ranks the seats for all the artifacts in the world?"

Yan Zhuoran nodded lightly and replied, "That's right! ”

The eldest grandson Wenquan was full of surprise and admiration, and he was speechless for a while. Wen Feng frowned and said, "What kind of red and red essence, and what 'artifact spectrum'? Lao Tzu has only heard that there is a group of Fang spectrum in Yicui Building, what is this artifact spectrum?"

The look of amazement on the face of the eldest grandson Wen Quan did not decrease, and he said to Wen Feng: "Senior Brother Wen, you must not be disrespectful when you speak, this Chixuan Divine Venerable is a great figure. According to legend, his cultivation has reached the shattered realm, and he is not inferior to the gods such as the Demon Emperor, the Beast Ancestor, the Green Spirit, the Yan Wing, and the Four Great Buddhas. It's just that most of those peerless figures are supreme members of a family, and they respond to every call. Although the cultivation of the Chixuan God is high, he is alone, alone, and has no subordinates, and there are no gods such as the Demon Emperor in his name. But the ability of this Chixuan Great God is so strong that even the ancestors of all clans dare not despise it. In his life, Chixuan Divine Venerable only loved to collect artifacts, and vowed to collect all the ten major artifacts in Shenzhou. Therefore, he set his own 'artifact spectrum' and ranked all the powerful artifacts in the world. Chixuan Shenzun loves treasure and is obsessed, and he is very knowledgeable, and the ranking he sets for the artifact is recognized by the leaders of all clans. Since then, the gods have distinguished the grade of artifacts based on the 'artifact spectrum'. ”

Wen Feng nodded and smiled: "No wonder Lao Tzu is so familiar with this artifact spectrum, it turns out that it is really the same as the Qunfang spectrum, but the Qunfang spectrum is for the girls in Yicui Building, but this artifact spectrum is for the artifact to rank the seats, far less elegant than the Qunfang spectrum." Compared with the old bustard in Yicuilou, this Chixuan Divine Venerable is a little cheesy and inferior. ”

Eldest Sun Wenquan rolled his eyes, ignored him, and said: "I think that Chixuan Divine Venerable's vision is so high, ordinary magic weapons can't enter his magic eyes." Since the Xuan Bing Separation Fire Fan was refined by his own hands, it was naturally not trivial. Listening to the words of Senior Brother Zhu and Yan Gongzi, Brother Ye's ebony fan is eight or nine points similar to the Xuanbing Separation Fire Fan, but I don't know how the two of them can conclude that this ebony fan is not the Xuanbing Separation Fire Fan?"

Yan Zhuoran stepped forward, gently unfolded the ebony fan in Ye Lan's hand, revealing the snow-white fan on his back, and said to everyone: "The front of the Xuanbing Fire Fan is also a thousand peaks show, a majestic picture, but the back is clearly written with the four big characters 'Xuanbing from the Fire'. The back of Brother Ye's ebony fan was blank, obviously not the legendary Xuanbing Separation Fire Fan. ”

Zhu Wenchang nodded, the gesture was good, everyone listened, and said in their hearts: "I see!"

Ye Lan heard Yan Zhuoran say that his ebony fan was not a legendary powerful artifact, and his chest was like a big stone falling to the ground, but there was a faint sense of disappointment in his heart.

Yan Zhuoran's fingertips gently swept over the snow-white fan surface of the ebony fan, and then brushed the black ebony fan handle, only to feel a trace of coolness mixed with a faint warmth coming from the fan. He couldn't help but flash a trace of admiration on his face: "Although this ebony fan is not a Xuanbing Fire Fan, except for the lack of words on the back, its appearance is not magical, and it is really like the Xuanbing Fire Fan." It is thought that the gods of later generations admired the methods of the Chixuan Divine Venerable, and imitated this ebony fan according to the Xuanbing Fire Fan Method. In my humble opinion, even if this fan is not as wonderful as the Xuan Bing Fire Fan, it is not much worse, and it is undoubtedly an artifact!"

The disciples of Taixu were born and died, and they worked hard for more than half a year, and finally found the treasure left by Yan Naizhen, thinking that they had gained a lot, but they didn't expect that the most precious treasure was taken by Ye Lan, an outsider, and their hearts were full of mixed tastes.

Mo Wencheng, Li Wenxing and the others all looked at Zhu Wenchang and Wen Feng, and thought in their hearts: "Although the magic weapons obtained by the disciples in the sect can be distributed by themselves, and the Taixu Sect is dignified, and there is no reason to ask others for the things sent out, but an artifact is too valuable, if Ye Lan, an outsider, is allowed to go, it is really unwilling." Everyone had no idea for a while, and they all hoped that Zhu and Wen would come forward to make a decision.

Zhu Wenchang saw everyone's eyes and knew everyone's intentions, he groaned slightly, and was about to speak, but he heard Wen Feng say loudly first: "Your kid's luck is really not bad, just make a move casually, and pick away one of our artifacts, it is really a fool to be a fool." ”

Ye Lan slowly closed the ebony fan, tightened his palm, felt the warmth from the handle of the ebony fan, and felt a strong sense of reluctance in his heart, suddenly bit his teeth, turned the fan handle upside down, handed the fan to Wen Feng, and said: "This thing is too valuable, I can't keep it, you take it back!"