Listening to Uncle Huo's advice, Lan Yang waved his hand disappreciably: "Don't worry, I promise I won't cause you trouble." For more up-to-date chapters, visit: ШЩЩ.(7)(9)XS.сОМ. ”

Looking at Lan Yang's disapproving appearance, Uncle Huo sighed secretly, what he said just now was in vain.

"Ahem, let's not talk about this for now, Uncle Huo, do you know why that Steward Fu suddenly arranged a flying mount for us to fly to Pishan?" Lan Yang's gaze fell on the beast tamer above the head of the mutant tiger eagle, and then suddenly changed the topic.

Hearing this, Uncle Huo's brows furrowed slightly, and he immediately shook his head and said, "I don't know about this." ”

Because he is often responsible for purchasing various materials for the Lan family, Uncle Huo has dealt with Steward Fu a lot of times, although the latter is polite to him every time, but he knows very well in his heart that this middle-aged man who holds the position of steward in the Treasure Pavilion is not afraid of himself, and even Lan Xin can't make Steward Fu jealous, after all, although the Lan family has a transcendent status in the Han Dynasty, there is still a huge gap compared with the Treasure Pavilion.

As one of the main industries operated by the Ten Thousand Instruments Pavilion, the branches of the Treasure Pavilion are spread all over the territory of countless countries and forces in the Qingzhou Continent, even if it is the smallest branch, such as the Treasure Pavilion in Red Stone City, it is not something that the Lan family can afford to provoke.

Steward Fu may not be a big man in the Treasure Pavilion, but outside, even if he is the emperor of the Han Dynasty, he does not dare to put the emperor's shelf in front of him.

"In my opinion, this guy probably wants to please my sister through this method. Lan Yang curled his mouth slightly in triumph.

In the eyes of the third young master of the Lan family, Lan Xin is undoubtedly an extremely powerful horn, even the royal Liu family, as well as the Tong family, there are very few people who dare not give Lan Xin face, and he often swaggers and deceives outside under the name of Lan Xin, and he has a very deep understanding of this.

And that Fu steward was obviously divided into the ranks of that group of people by him.

Although he also hoped that this was the case, Uncle Huo had to shake his head and said, "Third Young Master, don't underestimate this Fu Steward, although his energy is not very big, there is no need to please the eldest lady in this way...... In the future, if the third young master encounters this person again, he must not be rude. If you offend him, the consequences will be unimaginable!"

Looking at Uncle Huo's solemn appearance, Lan Yang was slightly stunned, and then said suspiciously: "Isn't it just a little steward? Uncle Huo can't think too highly of him, right?"

Uncle Huo smiled bitterly: "He is indeed in charge, but his status as a manager is no less than that of the patriarch of any family in the Lan family, the Tong family, and the royal Liu family!"

"Then why do you say he arranged a flying mount for us?" Lan Yang became more and more suspicious, and his eyes swept over Lan Feng's body casually, "You can't tell me that he is a flying mount arranged by the 'door' for that kid, right?"

"Uh......" Uncle Huo also looked at Lan Feng suspiciously, puzzled: "That little brother doesn't look like a big person...... It's weird......"

"Don't guess, in my opinion, the truth is just like I said, that Fu is in charge of things, just trying to please my sister. Lan Yang once again circled back to his initial conjecture, his face full of pride.

"Could it really be that the truth is as the third young master said?" Steward Fu 'touched' his head and muttered a little uncertainly.

Although this answer was a little more logical than other speculations, Steward Fu faintly felt that something was wrong, but after thinking about it again and again, he couldn't find a more suitable answer, so he had to accept Lan Yang's statement for the time being.

"It seems that some people are still stained with our light, otherwise, we will have to wait for the flying mount that will be fixed to the mountain tomorrow. Lan Yang smiled triumphantly, and his tone couldn't help but raise a little, as if he had deliberately said it to Lan Feng.

Not surprisingly, this sentence woke up a lot of people, including Lan Xin and Lan Feng, who all woke up from their cultivation state.

"Shut up or be quiet. There was a hint of anger on her fair face, and Lan Xin reprimanded mercilessly.

"Uh......" Lan Yang, who was full of smugness, suddenly closed his mouth in aggrievedness, shrunk his nose like a turtle, and lowered his head in fear.

Glancing at Lan Feng on the other side casually, seeing that he was still calm and did not react in the slightest, Lan Xin shook her head slightly, and immediately put her mind into cultivation again.

"Stained with their light?" The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and Lan Feng was slightly speechless.

Who is stained with whose light, but I can't say for sure!

"These people, they can't feel too good about themselves, right?" Shaking his head secretly, Lan Feng didn't even bother to open his eyes and reason with these guys.

Re-entering the cultivation state, the poisonous dantian once again ran wildly, and the invisible pulling force pulled the vitality free in the air into its body, and with the vitality circulating from the skin to the nostrils over and over again, the vitality in the dantian became more and more 'refined' and pure.

Vitality, hell cage, and the seal of creation, in the continuous 'alternation', Lan Feng is quietly growing.

After I don't know how long I have been cultivating, the wooden platform suddenly shook slightly, causing everyone on the wooden platform to wake up from their cultivation state.

"Has it finally arrived?" Opening his eyes, Lan Feng glanced up, and the surrounding scenery made him feel refreshed.

After about four days of cultivation, his cultivation has improved slightly, and the hell cage is gradually on the right track, but his biggest gain is the creation of the Qiankun Seal, after the sixth medium acupoint 'acupoint' was opened, he finally opened another acupoint, thirteen medium acupoint 'acupoints', and now only the last five acupoints are waiting for him to open up.

Unconsciously, he was getting closer and closer to the five-star refining master.

Slowly suppressing the faint joy that welled up in his heart, Lan Feng took a light breath, stood up, and stretched his muscles and bones in place, in the past four days, he had barely left his position, causing his muscles and flesh to stiffen slightly.

When he stretched his body, Lan Xin and his party jumped off the wooden platform one after another and hurried away.

When Lan Feng came back to his senses, the wooden platform was empty except for him.

The knees bent slightly, the soles of his feet suddenly released a force, Lan Feng's body, extremely elegant, swept into the air, and then slowly landed on the ground on the side, his eyes swept lightly, and then strode towards the exit not far away.

"Tsk, this so-called town is actually much more prosperous than Red Rock City......" Turning a few streets, looking at the traffic on the street and the crowded crowd, Lan Feng couldn't help but smash his mouth.

The neat and magnificent buildings around it are no longer a sign of the prosperity of the place at all times.

Even, the number of powerhouses in this place is more than ten times more than that of Red Rock City, and compared to Daye City, it is not much worse. Although he didn't deliberately sense it, the people who passed by Lan Feng, Lan Feng could barely feel that the strength of these guys was not weak.

"This place is next to the Qingtian Mansion and adjacent to the production area of the Blood Stone Mine, and it is not difficult to understand that it has developed to such a scale. A vague black shadow suddenly floated out of Lan Feng's body, his eyes looked around a few times, and the transparent old man smiled.

"Teacher, can you sense the location of the Qingtian Mansion for me?" Shifting his gaze to the old man, Lan Feng asked.

Hearing this, the transparent old man said lightly: "This kind of thing, the old man doesn't care, you better ask yourself." ”

With his almost terrifying soul, he could naturally easily sense the location of the Heavenly Mansion, but this was not a small drain on his soul power, if it didn't do any good, he wouldn't do it.

Rolling his eyes, Lan Feng pouted, "Pick the 'door'." ”

"What do you kid know, the old man is not trying to keep more strength now, it's not to ensure your safety in the future. Glaring at Lan Feng fiercely, the transparent old man snorted in a low voice, "It's really a dog biting Lu 'Dong' Bin, I don't know the hearts of good people!"

Looking at the transparent old man who was full of words, Lan Feng shook his head helplessly, searched around for a moment, and then walked towards the nearest inn, and in the smiling eyes of the innkeeper, he 'spent' and spent hundreds of white coins to rent a room.

After a while, Lan Feng changed into a large outfit in the inn room and began to prepare for the next action.

"Isn't this dress too big?" Looking down at the large clothes prepared in advance, Lan Feng muttered in his mouth, and immediately followed the old man's instructions, mobilized the vitality in his body, and stopped near the meridians where many bones bordered, and after just a few breaths, the places where the bones bordered would be stretched out by the meridians, and then the skeleton frame of his body would be stretched.

Pulling the clothes that fit just right, Lan Feng was slightly stunned and muttered to himself, "I didn't expect it to be so suitable." ”

Taking a step and walking towards a mirror, looking at the new image in the mirror, Lan Feng couldn't help but nod with satisfaction.

At this time, Lan Feng has already turned into a sturdy man, not only has his body swelled a circle, but his original delicate face has also become a resolute national character face, and even his age seems to have grown more than ten years out of thin air, looking like a middle-aged man in his thirties, not a young man less than twenty years old.

Casually removing a piece of cloth and wrapping the storage ring on his finger, Lan Feng turned around and strode towards the outside of the big 'door'.

"Shopkeeper, that room, keep it for me for the time being. When passing by the inn hall, Lan Feng paused slightly, and said a word to the shopkeeper who was full of astonishment, and without waiting for the latter to speak, he took another step and walked out of the inn.

Looking at the back that was so strange that he didn't have the slightest impression, the shopkeeper couldn't help but feel a little messy, and gently 'rubbed' and 'rubbed' the temples, and the shopkeeper muttered with a headache: "When did this guy live in my inn? Why don't I have any impression at all?"

A cold wind blew, and the shopkeeper's body suddenly trembled slightly, and a drop of cold sweat quietly flowed on his forehead.