Huang Xiaowu is afraid that he will not die of Rong Yunhe.

The most sassy is still behind, and the subordinates who moved the alchemy furnace with Huang Xiaowu are actually worried in their hearts.

Although the main thing was that Huang Xiaowu's feet slipped, it caused the alchemy furnace to roll down the cliff.

But several of them were also involved in this matter, and they were afraid that they would be punished if they turned back.

A few of them hurriedly said: "Xiao Wu is right, the alchemy furnace is more of a formality, as long as we have an ancestor in our hearts, he can always understand." ”

"Yes, yes, in my opinion, it is better to build a bronze statue of the master, the head of the family has a high merit and is a rare outstanding head of our Cangjian faction."

"Boss!"

As the saying goes, a thousand wear it, and a sycophant doesn't wear it.

What's more, Rong Yunhe is a person who likes to listen to sycophants.

He reprimanded with a serious face: "Hmph, you boys, don't you know what calculations are in your heart?" ”

Seeing the serious reprimand on the face of the boss, everyone bowed their heads.

"Melt the alchemy furnace and build a bronze statue for me, it's a shame that you can think of it." Rong Yunhe hated that iron could not become steel, and scolded: "Our Cangjian Sect built a bronze statue, is there still a lack of this copper?" ”

Lin Fan knew Rong Yunhe, and Rong Yunhe had talked about this, and he was obviously a little tempted to build a bronze statue.

Just like the emperors of all dynasties, after having world-class merits, they will go to Mount Tai to seal Zen.

Although Rong Yunhe is the head of the family, he also wants to be famous for thousands of years, at least in the Cangjian Sect, just like Fuxu.

Rong Yunhe couldn't help muttering in his heart, why didn't he think about building a bronze statue before, but ordinary people really don't have the cheekiness to take the initiative to build their own bronze statue.

"Of course, our Cangjian Sect is not short of this bit of copper." Lin Fan said, glaring at Huang Xiaowu.

Rong Yunhe postponed it with a false face: "However, I don't think it's necessary to build a bronze statue, and I will mention it again in the future." ”

Lin Fan naturally knew what Rong Yunhe was thinking, and said very cooperatively: "Master, this is your modesty, not to mention anything else, just by solving the situation of the five great families controlling the Cangjian Sect, you will have great merits." ”

Rong Yunhe pondered for a moment and said, "Just toss it, I don't bother to care about this matter." ”

This is already a disguised consent, he shook his hand and prepared to leave, and finally added: "I remember that the bronze statue of the founder of the mountain and the head of Fuxu was also built together." ”

With that, he walked away slowly.

In the eyes of those ordinary disciples, Rong Yunhe's image was a little more glorious and majestic.

The bronze statues do not forget the ancestors, and do not eat alone.

"This old fellow." Lin Fan smiled and shook his head slightly, his master, everything is good, he just likes Se.

Go back and build a bronze statue, this guy doesn't know how to do it.

"Xiao Wu, recently you have personally supervised the production of bronze statues, portraits of Fuxu's predecessors and the founding patriarch, you go to your master to ask for it, this matter can't be messed up." Lin Fan said.

"Yes." Huang Xiaowu also understood that he was in trouble, and nodded.

Those ordinary disciples knew Lin Fan.

After stepping forward to salute Lin Fan one by one, he turned around and left.

When Lin Fan took Huang Xiaowu to the house, he said: "Xiao Wu, the portraits of the founding patriarch and the predecessors of Fuxu are easy to handle, but the bronze statue of your master can put a little more effort." ”

Huang Xiaowu became curious and asked, "Master, what do you mean by this, isn't it just to find a craftsman to make it?" ”

"When you make a bronze statue, you will make how handsome your master is, you know?" Lin Fan made a look: "Think about it, the founding patriarch and the predecessors of Fuxu, in the portrait, how ethereal and ethereal it is, if you want to be immortal, you will have a fairy flavor, your master doesn't have that temperament, you can only win by appearance." ”

Huang Xiaowu looked stunned, and then seemed to understand, nodded again and again, and secretly said in his heart, his master, seems to be a master of sycophancy.

Back at the house, Huang Xiaowu urgently contacted the craftsman, and then ran out and got busy.

Lin Fan stood in front of a piece of scorched earth-like withered grass and smiled helplessly.

He shook his head slightly, but fortunately the gazebo in the backyard was still maintained, slightly intact.

He walked into the gazebo, sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and cast a spell to check the situation inside his body.

At this time, Lin Fan couldn't tell what his situation was.

Ever since Wang Bojin accidentally stimulated the dragon heart, the dragon heart in his body has been constantly exuding demonic energy.

And Lin Fan used mana all the time to suppress this demonic energy in his body.

He didn't know what it would be like if he completely let go of the demonic energy.

Anyway, it shouldn't be much better.

Lin Fan shook his head slightly, sighed in his heart, and got this dragon heart, and he cherished the blessings and misfortunes.

If there was no dragon heart, he would have been forced to death by Wang Jin, but now, the dragon heart has an abnormal situation.

Lin Fan contacted Rong Yunhe again, and Rong Yunhe asked people to send a batch of swords over, and Lin Fan began to cultivate quietly.

In the past few days, Lin Fan has never left the courtyard, eating, cultivating, or chatting with Wang Guocai every day.

During this period, Wang Guo wanted to pick up Huang Xiaoqin, but Lin Fan stopped him.

It was not for nothing that he took the kingdom to enter the Cangjian Sect to meditate.

Wang Bojin's kind of behemoth, although the tree is scattered, but a person of Wang Bojin's level, doesn't there be a real henchman in his hands?

No one knows what that group of people will do to get revenge on themselves.

Without a certain guarantee, Lin Fan would not leave the Cangjian Sect easily.

About half a month later.

In the past half a month, Huang Xiaowu returned late at sunrise, and when asked, he said that he was worried about the bronze statue.

And Lin Fan, although he has improved the mana cultivation in his body a lot during this period of time, he is still a long way from reaching the four-rank real person realm.

With each level, the difficulty multiplies exponentially.

Early that morning, a ray of sunlight from outside shone into the courtyard.

Lin Fan walked out of the courtyard and saw Wang Guocai sitting in a daze in the gazebo.

This is actually a habit of Wang Guocai, as long as he is free, he will be in a daze.

Lin Fan also asked Wang Guocai, isn't it boring to be in such a daze.

Wang Guocai said that it was precisely because of boredom that he was in a daze.

However, Wang Guocai is also used to it, although he seems young, he is actually seventy or eighty years old.

As an immortal zombie, the kingdom is often bored to the point of wanting to commit suicide.

But zombies commit suicide, even if they jump from tall buildings, they will not die, at most their bones will be shattered.

Then it will slowly recover.

This pain is endless.

Lin Fan slowly sat down beside Wang Guocai and asked, "Third child, what do you want?" ”

Only then did Wang Guo come back to his senses and said, "It's okay, it's just a daze." ”