The shopkeeper saw Ye Lan sitting on the ground in a daze, staring at an ordinary ebony fan in his hand, without saying a word, and without getting up, he just felt that this weak young man was weak, and he fell to the ground, so he was so shocked that he lost his soul, and leaned down at the moment and whispered: "Childe, childe!" You get up first, and Rong Xiaoxiao will change a chair for you. ”

Ye Lan still didn't say anything, the little second felt slightly impatient, and the boss in his heart looked down on him, thinking that this scholar was too pustuated, but he just fell down, could he have fallen stupidly? Seeing that he was twenty taels of gold as soon as he made a move, he should not be a scoundrel who took the opportunity to blackmail the money of the restaurant. Now stretch out your hand to lift him up. As soon as his hand touched his arm, he suddenly felt a strong flick, and his body involuntarily flew out diagonally, and slammed into the wall with great speed.

The wall was made of bricks and stones, and it was very hard, and if it hit it so quickly, wouldn't the skull shatter? The little two were so frightened that he couldn't help screaming loudly, and he only half of his mouth uttered a miserable cry, and suddenly felt a flower in front of him, and found himself standing on the ground again, and the whole deer roasted on the table beside him was fragrant, and the chairs on the ground that were split in half were scattered into a pile of broken wood, which was spread all over the ground, and the young man who was sitting on the ground stood in front of him, looking at himself apologetically, and asked softly: "I'm sorry! I lost my mind for a while, and I didn't hurt you, did I?"

The little er couldn't come back to his senses for a while, thinking of the danger that Shicai had experienced, he felt that his knees were weak, and he sat down on the ground with a plop, and said in a pale trembling voice: "What...... What's going on?"

The diners in the hall heard the half-scream of the little two, and they all turned their heads to look. It's just that Ye Lan moved too fast, from accidentally bouncing the little two to saving his life, but in the blink of an eye. Everyone saw that Ye Lan was sitting on the ground, Xiao Er was apologizing on the side, but after a miserable scream, it was changed and turned into Xiao Er sitting on the ground, and Ye Lan stood next to him with an apologetic face. All the diners were puzzled, but no one cared, and they turned their heads one after another, continued to drink and eat meat, and talked and laughed loudly.

The shopkeeper in the hall listened to Xiao Er's screams and walked out of the counter quickly. Seeing the broken chair on the ground, it was only Ye Lan who was angry that he was thrown for no reason, so he knocked Xiao Er down to vent his anger. This guy named Xiao Liuzi is smart-minded, diligent in his hands and feet, and does things quite according to his own heart, seeing him paralyzed on the ground, his face pale, I am afraid that he will be hit a few times. The shopkeeper couldn't help but be angry in his heart, but he thought that the chair was not strong and fell to the guest, after all, it was his own fault, and it was not good to deal with this young man, so it was better to apologize a few words, and then exempt the meal money, give the young man a step down, trivial matter, and make money with anger, if he gives a shameless face and continues to make trouble, don't say that the large amount of silver that Mianxiu Pavilion respects the yamen every month is a few guards in the backyard, and it is not the role of taking silver to eat rice.

Ye Lan saw Xiao Liuzi sitting on the ground, knowing that he was too frightened, the boss in his heart couldn't help it, and bent down and stretched out his hand to help him up. The shopkeeper only said that Ye Lan was going to beat people again, walked two steps quickly, blocked in front of Xiao Liuzi, and arched his hand: "This son, the small shop is not well entertained, and he neglects the distinguished guests. Childe wants to be punished, even if you look for me Liu Ling!"

Ye Lan knew that the shopkeeper Liu had a misunderstanding, so he smiled slightly, took a step back, and was about to explain to him, but saw that the shopkeeper Liu pulled over a well-conditioned chair and put it in front of the table, motioned for Ye Lan to sit down, and said in a low voice: "Son's meal is recorded in the account of the small shop, and it can be regarded as the store to apologize to the son." After speaking, looking at the roasted whole deer in the huge tray on the table, his heart felt a great pain, although there was still a faint smile on his face, but the corners of his mouth twitched twice very slightly.

Ye Lan saw the four big words "Xuan Bing Lihuo" appearing behind the ebony fan, only to know that this fan was really the artifact refined by Chi Xuan himself, and for a while, his heart was shocked, and Zhenyuan was abducted, and he accidentally collapsed the wooden chair under his hips and fell to the ground, which led to this little turmoil. He looked at the little six sons on the ground and smiled apologetically, but when he saw that the shopkeeper Liu looked guarded, he didn't know what to say, he couldn't say that your chair was actually very strong, but grandpa was a monk immortal, so he didn't have anything to shake down and show his ability to play, right? Eating and paying, it is a matter of course, there is no reason to eat and drink in vain, and the shopkeeper does not need to be polite. ”

Shopkeeper Liu heard him say this, secretly breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at the corner of the table and saw a small gold ingot, shining brightly, knowing that this young man was not short of a dozen taels of silver for wine and rice, so he no longer mentioned the free order, stretched out his foot and kicked lightly on Xiao Liuzi's buttocks, and said angrily: "Something that doesn't have long eyes! What kind of corpse is sitting here! Why don't you get up quickly and clean up the ground, don't put a pile of broken wood here to get an eyesore, and sweep the Yaxing who drank wine and roasted deer!"

Xiao Liuzi slowly came back to his senses, felt that his legs had strength again, and staggered to his feet, bending down to clean up the remnants of wood on the ground, while squinting his eyes from time to time to sneak a glance at Ye Lan. Just now, his body suddenly flew up, almost crashed to death, and suddenly he was down-to-earth, and experienced life and death in an instant. At this time, I only felt a nightmare, as if in a dream, and I didn't know if what I had just experienced was really illusory. Since Ye Lan didn't care anymore, he didn't dare to ask more, so he hurriedly put away the broken chair and carried it to the back kitchen to be used as firewood.

Shopkeeper Liu arched his hand towards Ye Lan again, and said, "Son, use it slowly." Then he turned and went back to the cupboard. Ye Lan saw him go away, raised his bowl and took a sip of wine, then unfolded the fan again, and looked at the four big characters of Xuan Bing and Lihuo in a daze, and his heart turned over the river and the sea, and he couldn't calm down for a long time.

The ability of the Red Xuan Treasure can be described as unparalleled, and the ancient people are alone. The artifact he tried his best to refine should have been wonderful, but Ye Lanqing clearly remembered Zhu Wenchang's words, knowing that Chi Xuan did not have any good intentions in refining Xuan Bing from the fire fan, but was in a hurry to use people, so he used such a tricky method to quickly cultivate a group of minions for him to drive. As for the disadvantages of using the Xuan Bing Fire Fan to quickly increase cultivation, and what kind of disasters would be buried on the path of cultivation, Chi Xuan naturally didn't bother to pay attention to it. Ye Lan got this fan by chance, and relied on this fan to pass through the two heavenly tribulations of Juzhen and God in January, and went straight to the realm of Xianyou, and the speed of entering the realm was really appalling. He knew that if he was so ignorant and absorbed the Yuan Power of Fire with an ebony fan, and forcibly improved his realm regardless of it, then it was really difficult to say whether he would be able to survive the next Heavenly Tribulation.

He looked at the snow-white fan, and remembered that the heavenly silk woven into the fan was condensed by a demon god of the Great Luo Realm with the mana of his whole body, and he couldn't help but reach out and gently brush it on the fan, and when his fingers passed, a chill surged up in his fingertips and heart at the same time. Staring at the four words Xuanbing Lihuo for a while, he sighed softly, and turned the fan over to see the mountains on the front. Suddenly, there was a sound on the ground, and I felt that the mountains seemed to have changed, but I didn't know where the change was for a while.

He raised the fan, looked from left to right, and walked to one-third of the fan, and saw that among the mountains and mountains, there was a mountain peak that seemed to be a few points shorter out of thin air, and there seemed to be a gate on the side of the peak, which was blocked by other peaks, and only half of the portal was exposed.

When he saw this portal, he secretly said, "It can't be the treasure place of Chixuan, right?"

The thought flashed through him, causing his heart to beat wildly, and his eyes shone with a strange brilliance. He didn't know where Chi Xuan was sacred, but after listening to Zhu Wenchang and Yan Zhuoran's words, he knew that he was the number one weapon master in Shenzhou, and this Xuan Bing Lihuo Fan was refined by his own hands, and if the picture on the fan was really a map, then the portal shown in the picture was the treasure place of Chi Xuan.

Chi Xuan Vows to collect the top ten artifacts on the artifact spectrum, although I don't know how many of them he finally succeeded, but the third-ranked Five Element Wheel is well known in his hands. Not to mention how many powerful artifacts there are in Chi Xuan's hands, this Five Element Wheel alone is already a rare treasure.

Thinking of this, Ye Lan's heart couldn't help but be hot, and he looked at the mountains on the fan carefully. Except for the peak, which seemed to be a little shorter, the rest was even more unusual. When Ye Lan first arrived in northern Xinjiang, he was unfamiliar with the place, so he naturally did not know where the mountains depicted in the picture were located, and he was stunned for a long time, and made up his mind that he would visit the famous mountains in the future, and he would find the peaks depicted in the picture no matter what.

He has lived in seclusion overseas since he was a child, his temperament is peaceful and diluted, and his treasures and treasures are far less important than those of ordinary monks, but since he is a monk, he can't help but pay attention to magic weapons. This matter is related to the life of his family, and he can't help but be unmoved.

Ever since Xuan Bing revealed his true body from the fire fan, Ye Lan's heart has been fluctuating, his mind does not belong, and he can't care about eating and drinking. At this time, my heart was a little calm, smelling the aroma of roast deer, and I felt hungry. He didn't bother to use a silver knife to cut the venison piece by piece to pretend to be a sven eater, so he stretched out his hand, tore off one of his hind legs, and opened his mouth to chew it. There was only one cup of tea, two deer legs and a jar of embroidered dragon syrup. Burp, wipe off the grease on your hands, pick up the fan again, and play with it over and over again.

He stared at the four words Xuan Bing and Lihuo for a while, and suddenly felt that his mind was in a trance, and the four big characters on the fan seemed to come out of the fan, turning into countless small characters and flying quickly in front of him, but he couldn't see what the words were in a hurry. He just thought that he had drunk too much, and he was a little nervous, and saw that there were still only four big characters clearly written on the fan.

He knew that something was wrong, and he carried a stream of true yuan that slowly flowed over the four words. Xuan Bing's fire fan was stimulated by the true yuan, trembling slightly, but the handwriting on the fan did not change. He shook his head slightly, secretly laughed at his suspicions, and suddenly his heart moved, put the fan into the dantian, and looked at the four characters with his heart and eyes. I saw the four characters come out of the fan, and in a flash, they became as big as a mountain, and then they collapsed, turning into countless small characters the size of fists floating in his consciousness.

Ye Lan saw that those small words were dense, chaotic and unwritten. He looked at it carefully, word by word, and saw that he recognized every word, and he didn't know what to say when the words were connected together.

This fan was refined by Chi Xuan himself, and at this time, the four characters of Xuan Bing and Fire turned into countless small characters in Ye Lan's divine consciousness, and it must be the cultivation method left by Chi Xuan. In the land of Liuye Island, although the Ye family's family practice meditation and psychic qi technique are quite mysterious, they are not superior exercises, and Ye Lan listened to his father Ye Dongming and his uncles in this section. At first, he only regarded it as a humble remark from the elders on the island, and he didn't care about it. But in the past month, he has experienced several battles before and after, not to mention that Yan Zhuoran and the disciples of Taixu have excellent Taoism, but the monsters encountered on the nameless island, such as Cang Lingyun and Sikong Duo of the Sen Luo Palace, are first-class, and in terms of exercises alone, they are also far higher than Liuye Island. Although Ye Lan's cultivation is low, compared with the exercises of the famous sects such as Taixu Gate, Mingde Academy, and Senluo Palace, his superiority and coarseness are too obvious, and he can't help but be unconvinced when he sees it.

At the beginning of Dragon Scale Island, Luo Wenqi, Wen Feng and others had invited him to worship in the Taixu Gate, but Ye Lan hesitated for a moment and missed the opportunity. Later, when I chatted with the eldest grandson Wenquan, I heard him say that the Zhaoxu God Fist could only be ranked second-rate among the many Taixu Peerless Schools, and he regretted it even more in his heart, and he couldn't wait to go to the Taixu Gate with everyone to apprentice. Although he made a 20-year covenant with Luo Wenqi and others, and it would not be difficult for him to think too much when the time comes, if he could practice all kinds of mystical methods 20 years earlier, wouldn't he have gained 20 years of benefits and avoided 20 years of detours?

Although the various divine skills of the Taixu Gate are said to have been accumulated by the Taixu Sect over the years, the root cause is the "Liuhe Void Dao Method" created by the Winning Heaven Divine Venerable. What kind of realm Yingtian is, Ye Lan has no way of knowing, but he thinks that no matter how high his cultivation is, he can't be as high as Chi Xuan, whose divine powers are only one line behind the Demon Emperor and others. If these golden characters in front of him were really the cultivation methods left by Chi Xuan, then these words alone would be far more precious than this Xuan Bing Separation Fire Fan.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel my heart beating wildly, and I focused more on "looking" at those words, and I looked at the incense again, but I was still confused. He refused to give up, his consciousness drifted back and forth in the sky, and suddenly a trace of golden light flashed away. Ye Lan's heart was overjoyed, his divine sense tightly locked the golden light, through the layers of words like ant colonies, and suddenly opened up in front of him, and there were five big golden characters connected into a line, lying in the sea of knowledge, carrying heavy loads and floating, and golden light bursting out.

Ye Lan opened his eyes suddenly, and a faint golden light flashed in his eyes, and then slowly faded. He lowered his gaze, quietly looked at the empty wine jar on the table, and muttered, "Xuantian Wuji Gong...... , this name is so cheesy, far less beautiful than my family's meditation trick, but I don't know how powerful it is......"