"Brother Xiaolan, what are you doing in a daze?" Yan Lan felt his arm, was pulled by Yan Lingyu, and suddenly came to his senses, and said with a smile, "It's okay, it's okay!"

Yan Ling Yudai frowned and muttered, "It's nothing, why are you still in a daze?"

Yan Lan smiled at Yan Lingyu, turned his head, and saw that his father Yan Li was also full of wine, but his emotions were extremely full.

"Father, I'll help you go back!" Yan Lan stepped forward quickly and grabbed Yan Li's hand.

"Hehe, Lan'er, father is fine, you go play with your friends, rest early later, compete tomorrow, do your best, go!" Yan Li patted Yan Lan's shoulder, cast a look at Yan Lingyu, who was staring at Yan Lan from a distance, and then walked towards the gate.

"Father drank this little wine, it shouldn't be a big deal!" Turning around, Yan Lan saw Yan Lingyu looking at her with a smile on her face, the corners of her mouth raised, and she gave her a smile.

"Brother Xiaolan, tomorrow I will beat that Yan Lingyi, this meal, he glared at me fiercely several times, making me uncomfortable eating!" Yan Lingyu ran to Yan Lan's side, patted him on the shoulder and said.

"Uh......" Yan Lan was a little speechless, but after thinking about it, Yan Lingyu was quite cute, so a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and said, "Sister Lingyu, I will go all out, but if I can't really do it, you can't blame me!"

"Smack!" Yan Lan was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt Yan Lingyu hit him in the chest with a pink punch, and when he raised his eyes, he saw Yan Lingyu staring at her beautiful eyes, and said angrily: "Don't grow the morale of others and destroy your own prestige." You didn't see how majestic you were when you fought Yan Ling Mountain, the clansmen were stunned by you, and you had to show that majesty when you competed with Yan Ling Yi. Your roar is so powerful, I'm all suppressed by you, so ah, I believe you have that strength, hehe!"

The corners of his mouth raised, Yan Lan nodded heavily, revealing a confident look. Over the years, although I feel that my strength has been rising, I lack actual combat experience, especially if I haven't been able to cultivate someone stronger than myself, so I always feel that I have no bottom in my heart, so I am a little apprehensive. However, thinking that he had passed all the way and knocked down people who had cultivated to be higher than himself, coupled with Yan Lingyu's encouragement, the pride he had suppressed in his heart suddenly surged out.

"Brother Xiaolan, I won't bother you tonight, I'll walk back to the Eastern District with you, and then you can rest early!" Yan Lingyu said slowly.

"Oh, this, I still have some business, you can go back first. Don't worry, I will do my best tomorrow!" Yan Lan handed Yan Lingyu a confident smile.

"Stinky boy, mysterious and mysterious. Yan Lingyu pursed her mouth and said coquettishly, "Okay, then I'll go, see you tomorrow!" Yan Lingyu waved her hand, twisted her graceful body, and left.

Yan Lan looked around, only to see that the clansmen had left, and only a few waiters were left to clean up the tables and bowls, wondering what Yan Yaoji was looking for him, and as soon as his body moved, he walked towards the conference hall.

Walking to the front of the conference hall, Yan Lan found a figure, already standing in front of the hall, in the hazy night, there was a desolate and bleak smell. The power of the soul probed carefully and found that the person was the patriarch Yan Yaoji.

"Hehe, Lan'er, you're here!" Yan Yaoji said lightly.

Yan Lan only felt that Yan Yaoji's voice was blowing into his ears like the wind, and his eyes blinked, and he saw Yan Yaoji's figure floating in front of him like a ghost.

"Meet the patriarch!" was shocked by Yan Yaoji's strength in his heart, and Yan Lan immediately reacted and saluted respectfully.

"Lan'er, don't be polite, come with me!"

Yan Lan's brows furrowed slightly, and he heard a trace of desolation and lamentation from this voice, which seemed to be completely inconsistent with Yan Yaoji's usual temperament.

However, after thinking about it, in the blink of an eye, Yan Lan noticed that his body was shaking slightly, and when he opened his eyes again, he was no longer in front of the conference hall, and what caught his eye was a stone door, and behind him was darkness that could not be seen clearly.

Yan Lan carefully looked at the stone gate in front of him, above the stone gate, there was a luminous luminite stone, reflecting the simple and long-standing lines of Shimen Mountain, making him taste a taste of desolate antiquity, and his heart unnaturally rose with admiration.

"You must be very strange, where is this, and you must be very strange, why I brought you here now!"

Yan Lan noticed Yan Yaoji's deep breathing and the rather solemn emotions in his words, and couldn't help but be even more puzzled.

"Lan'er is indeed curious!" Yan Lan replied truthfully.

"Hehe, you'll know next!"

Yan Yaoji stretched out his right hand, Lingyuan moved, his fingers pinched, and in an instant, a mysterious light mark appeared on his hand, and this light mark was exactly the same as the print on the stone door.

Then, Yan Yaoji slowly approached the stone gate, and the light seal in his hand coincided with the stone gate pattern seal, and the stone gate made a muffled sound, and then the entire stone path shook slightly.

Yan Lan was startled, but when he saw Yan Yaoji's expression, his heart immediately quieted down, and when he turned his head, he saw that the stone door in front of him was slowly rising, making a sound of boulders rubbing. It only took a few breaths for the stone door to open.

"Come, come in with me!" Yan Yaoji said lightly, and his figure walked towards the stone gate.

Yan Lan looked curiously into the stone gate, and followed Yan Yaoji's steps to the stone room. When I looked up, I saw that the thickness of the stone door was actually up to one zhang. Judging by its color and hardness, it is even darker and harder than the dark iron stone used for daily cultivation.

Passing through a tunnel of dozens of feet, Yan Lan felt that this stone path was extremely oppressive. Seeing that Yan Yaoji stopped and opened another stone door in the same way, he was even more curious, quickened his pace, and followed in.

Raising his eyes, Yan Lan only felt that his eyes suddenly opened up, and the previous feeling of narrowness and depression completely dissipated. A shocking momentum like stepping into the gods, poured into his whole body, so that he could not give birth to a trace of blasphemy.

In front of me is a stone room 30 zhang square, as high as 6 zhang, which is much brighter than the hall you see on weekdays. On the surrounding walls, instead of glow-in-the-dark stones, they have been replaced by luminites that emit black glow. Although it is black, the entire stone room has no dark sense of oppression, but reflects a more mysterious temperament.

Yan Lan looked at this stone room and found that the surroundings were as smooth as a mirror, and there were no mysterious lines, but in the center of the stone room, there was a high platform, which was square and had nine steps on all sides. At the four corners of the high platform, four huge pillars were erected, and the stone pillars were as thick as several people, connecting the ground and the roof of the room, and there were lines such as dragons and beasts, but he couldn't understand the mysteries.

After carefully looking at this mysterious and simple building, and admiring it without hesitation in his heart, Yan Lan's gaze suddenly turned to the center of the high platform, and he had a hunch that the black glow in the center of the high platform was the protagonist of this stone room.

"What the hell is this, why did the patriarch bring me here?" Yan Lan's mind couldn't help but tremble.