Zhu Wenchang said, raised his eyes and looked at Ye Lan, his eyes were full of meaning. Everyone also looked at Ye Lan with Zhu Wenchang, and their eyes were full of concern, pity and pity. Ye Lan listened to Zhu Wenchang's words, his heart was greatly shaken, and his face was also full of fear.

Yan Zhuoran saw Ye Lan's expression, stepped forward, and comforted: "Brother Ye, what Brother Fang just said is that it is all the disadvantages of using the Xuan Bing Fire Fan to practice, the folding fan in your hand is not the Xuan Bing Fire Fan, although the functions are similar, there may not be such troubles, and it is not known." ”

When everyone heard Yan Zhuoran say this, they all knew that he was just empty words of comfort, so that Ye Lan could feel at ease, and this statement was inevitably untrue. Everyone knows that Chixuan's supernatural powers are superb, and he is one of the world's people in the magic weapon, otherwise, the "artifact spectrum" he revised cannot be approved by the gods and become the general outline of the world's artifacts. In Chi Xuan's vision, the artifact he practiced must be extraordinary. Xuan Bing is not far from being able to compete with all kinds of artifacts from outside the sky, and it is not far from it. The ebony fan in Ye Lan's hand, regardless of its appearance and function, is in the same vein as the Xuanbing Fire Fan, and it is imitated by the gods of later generations according to the Xuanbing Fire Fan. That person can refine artifacts, and his cultivation will be extraordinary, but of course, no matter how high he is, he will not be higher than Chixuan. There are still all kinds of drawbacks to quickly improve the realm with the Xuan Bing Fire Fan, and how can the imitations of later generations be free of trouble?

Ye Lan listened to Yan Zhuoran's words, although he knew that he was just reassuring himself by saying this, but his heart was still unconsciously relieved, and the look of horror on his face slowly faded. Suddenly, Wen Feng said: "Silly boy, don't take it lightly, this folding fan is so tight, you are advancing by leaps and bounds, the foundation must be a mess, and if you continue to cultivate in such a daze, it will never be possible to hit the big luck again and again, and you can survive the catastrophe every time." I think your kid is also a good material, the old man must like it, you don't die young in less than 20 years, and you won't be able to learn the same art with Wen Qi when the time comes, but it's not beautiful!" Speaking of this, he glanced at Zhu Wenchang with slanted eyes, and saw that his eyes flashed, and then his eyelids lowered, and his divine light disappeared, as usual. Wen Feng snorted lightly and said, "It's tempting to quickly improve the realm, but it's not worth it to put your life on the line for this. Ye boy, you are only using this fan for the first time, and the realm has only been improved by two layers, and when it is over, you will adjust it a little, and it will not be very harmful if you think about it. After that, if you can control this ebony fan and stop using it to blindly absorb the power of fire, you may as well continue to use this artifact, if you can't do it...... , Although the artifact is valuable, after all, it is more expensive than your own life, what do you say?"

Ye Lan has always been taught by few people in practice, when he was on Liuye Island, he didn't even understand the cultivation classics in the study, and he still needed Ye Bing's explanation to dare to cultivate, his knowledge in cultivation was really shallow, but relying on his talent and intelligence, and repeated adventures, he touched the threshold of the free realm at the age of less than twenty. At this time, after listening to Wen Feng's words, Fang knew that the situation was serious, if he was not careful, he was afraid that he would not have his life to go back to Liuye Island, so he nodded heavily at the moment, and secretly decided: "I must not abuse this fan again in the future, so as not to burn myself!"

Wen Feng saw Ye Lan's resolute expression, stared at the ebony fan in his hand, and wanted to throw away this artifact immediately, knowing that he had heard his words, he was slightly relieved, raised the wine jar, and drank all the residual wine in the jar.

The rest of the people suddenly found that there was someone around them holding an artifact, and the horror in their hearts could not be calmed down for a long time, and they had no intention of tasting the food again. After hastily eating and drinking, the wooden wine jar in the field was cleaned up, and they sat down and rested.

Everyone knows that there are many dangers after entering the mountain, and it is good to be able to take out the magic treasure safely, but otherwise, it is inevitable that there will be another fierce battle. In the next two days, everyone was pranayama and healing with injuries, and they were all preparing for the treasure hunt in the mountains. Only Sikong Duo cultivated to be sealed and had nothing to do. When he was extremely bored, he accused everyone of having an ugly posture, and the exercises must be poor, so it was better to learn his magic skills, which made everyone very irritable. Wen Feng endured it for two hours, jumped up, and was about to tie him up, and ordered Lin Wenyong to pick up a piece of bison dung to block this guy's stinky mouth, so Sikong Duo sat down honestly and stopped talking nonsense.

Two days passed by in a snap of his fingers, Zhu Wenchang lifted the ban on Sikong Duo, and everyone flew straight behind him towards the crater. In the blink of an eye, I flew near the crater, only to feel the hot air rushing to my face, which was full of sulfur smell, and everyone couldn't help but change color on their faces. The magma of earth and fire is the power of heaven and earth, and if you don't cultivate to the golden pill, you will definitely die if you fall into the magma. The three of Zhu, Yan, and Wen, who have cultivated to the highest level, are only the fourth layer of the realm of the Easy Realm, in case they enter the volcano, and the volcano happens to erupt, and the group will inevitably be wiped out.

Although everyone has made a lot of preparations in the past two days, they still can't help but feel worried when they go to the edge of the volcano. Sikong Duo took the lead, jumped onto the crater, sank, and disappeared, although everyone hated this man, but when they saw him enter such a dangerous place without hesitation, they all admired his bravery in their hearts. Wen Feng, Yan Zhuoran, and Zhu Wenchang followed Sikong Duo into the volcano, and the rest of them slowly followed. Ye Lan followed the eldest grandson Wenquan, and one turned over and fell into the crater, raising his eyes to see everyone hanging in the air, their eyes staring at the four walls of the crater. Ye Lan also followed everyone's gaze towards the inner wall of the volcano, and saw that in the crater with a radius of only a few tens of zhang, there were dense layers of bird's nests that were more than one person long and two feet thick. The bird's nest didn't know what to do, and the whole body was fiery red and dazzling.

Ye Lan knew that these nests were the nests of the fire feather cranes. A few days ago, Sikong Duo and his entourage came here, and when they saw these many nests, they coveted the eggs of the fire-feathered cranes and the nests of the fire-feathered cranes were valuable, so they drove away a group of fire-feathered cranes so that they could take their eggs and grab the nests. It happened that Ye Lan and the others met the people of the Senluo Hall at the bottom of the mountain, and the demons were invincible, so they sent a signal for help, and Sikong Duo and the others did not have time to collect the crane's nest, so they hurriedly went down the mountain. The flaming feather cranes that were driven away were frightened and did not dare to return again, and there were more than 100 feather crane nests left here, but none of them were left.

Everyone was stunned for a moment when they saw these many huge crane nests hanging on the volcanic wall, fiery red, as bright as the sunset. Seeing that everyone was silent, Wen Feng couldn't help but shout loudly: "What are you doing in a daze, don't let the windfall in vain." The group of cranes that this kid surnamed Sikong drove away, let's fall into a ready-made cheap. ”

As he spoke, he took the lead in dancing the green axe, picked a crane nest nearby, and struggled to cut it off and put it into the Qiankun bag. Seeing this, the rest of the people also sacrificed magic weapons to cut the crane's nest, Ye Lan also knew that the fire feather crane's nest was precious, and he was not polite to everyone, unfolded the ebony fan, swirled along the mountain wall, and gently cut off a crane's nest.

Yan Zhuoran watched everyone act, but didn't do it, Wen Feng cut two crane nests, and when he saw that Yan Zhuoran didn't step forward to make a move, he shouted to him: "Brother Yan, we have a share in the meeting, don't be embarrassed." I know that the poor people of your Mingde Academy do not take ill-gotten gains, and they are poorer than Lao Tzu, a beggar. But that group of unlucky stupid birds was not driven away by us, and it was not we who wanted to kill the cranes to take their nests out of wealth. Now the group of stupid birds don't dare to come back, let's let such a good baby put here is a bit of a tyrannical thing, it is better for everyone to make a fortune. If you don't make a move, this good thing will be snatched up by my poor junior brothers, and there is no speed in the hand!"

Yan Zhuoran listened to Wen Feng's words, smiled slightly, waved his right arm slightly, and everyone felt a flower in front of them, the white light was dazzling, and the silk threads crisscrossed and wound towards the mountain wall. The strands of silk thread were drawn on the mountain wall, rolled up along the pad, and quickly retracted.

When everyone saw that Yan Zhuoran's method of collecting the crane's nest was also fast, how could there be a share of others if it went on like this? Li Wenxing shouted in a hurry: "The surname Yan, you have to be the only one......

Before a swallowing word was spoken, the white light dissipated, and the mountain wall was still full of red light, piled up with crane nests. There are no less than hundreds of crane nests on the mountain wall, and there are nine people in total, and one person happens to be able to divide more than ten. Although Wen Feng shouted, 'Hands are fast, hands are slow', it is obvious that Yan Zhuoran is unwilling to take advantage of this ready-made advantage with the magic weapon, and only takes his share. Seeing this, Li Wenxing knew that he was living the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain, and his face couldn't help but flush.

Although Sikong Duo was fully reinstated, he couldn't hold the treasure in his hand, and even the Qiankun bag was taken away by everyone, so he could only watch everyone make a fortune, and the boss in his heart was not a good taste, so he said sourly: "A group of poor ghosts can be happy like this when they see this little thing." ”

Lin Wenyong, Mo Wencheng and others because of their lack of cultivation, rarely go down the mountain on weekdays, and now they still rely on the monthly money of one thousand taels of silver in the Golden Jade Hall in the door to live, this fire feather crane nest is enough to sell more than 20 crystal coins, although everyone has just taken Yan Naizhen's treasure on Dragon Scale Island, and each person has divided more than 1,000 crystal coins, but they are used to being poor, seeing such a huge wealth, they are so excited that they can't control it for a while, they are all collecting the crane nest while can't stop smiling, although they listen to Sikong Duo sneering on the side, but no one cares. Wen Feng also shook every crane nest in front of Sikong Duo's face before putting it into the Qiankun bag, a scoundrel spirit of "red eyes, angry with you!See what you can do with Lao Tzu!".

Yan Zhuoran stood beside Sikong Duo, watching everyone busy, and when he looked at those crane nests, he faintly felt that there was a faint purple meaning in the fiery red. At this time, Zhu Wen also received more than ten crane nests, so he stopped and came to Yan Zhuoran's side. Yan Zhuoran looked at the purple marks on the mountain wall, and glanced at Zhu Wenchang again, and the two nodded at the same time.

Both of them are ordinary thoughts, this fire feather crane nest has extraordinary spiritual power, far from being comparable to ordinary volcanic ash outside the volcano, since even these crane nests are contaminated with magic power, the magic power of the thing in the mountain is really rare and rare.