The surface of the box is entangled with several criss-crossing black lines, like intertwined old tree roots.

Sikong Yueling looked at the box and asked:

"The magic weapon you said is inside?"

When Uncle Luo heard the immortal master's question, he bowed his head and replied respectfully.

The girl bowed her head slightly, and after staring at the lines on the box for a long time, her eyes flickered slightly, and she raised her head and said to Uncle Luo:

"The lines on this box should be the sealing formation arranged by your Luo family, do you know how to open it."

Uncle Luo nodded and said, "This is natural, Immortal Master, please wait for a while." ”

After speaking, the old man took a deep breath and bit his little finger.

Holding back the pain, he dripped the blood in the center of the box.

With a flash of white light, the box clicked and the lid slowly opened.

After taking a look inside, Uncle Luo bowed his head and respectfully handed the box to Sikong Yueling, and then said, "Please take a look at the immortal master." ”

The girl nodded slightly, took the box with both hands, glanced inside, then closed her eyes and began to use her spiritual sense to observe.

Jiang Fan stretched out his neck curiously and looked over as well.

I saw a layer of soft white silk cloth lined with a palm-sized circular metal plate quietly placed on the silk cloth.

I don't know what material to use to refine the metal plate, and it exudes a blue-gray luster, with layers of lines on it, overlapping and overlapping, dense, and extremely complex.

Uncle Luo looked at the girl with her eyes closed, looking nervous.

He was now very frightened in his heart, afraid that the girl-like immortal master in front of him would snatch away his ancestral magic weapon if he didn't agree with him.

Luo Wenwen stood aside, and he seemed to feel his grandfather's nervousness, and subconsciously hugged the old man's right leg.

After about half a pillar of incense, Sikong Yueling finally opened her eyes, she took a deep breath and closed the lid of the box.

With her cultivation, she could feel that there was indeed a consciousness sleeping in this magic weapon.

The girl was a little reluctant to return the box to the old man in front of her with a nervous expression.

Uncle Luo took back the family heirloom magic weapon, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, just now, he thought that this thing would never return to his hands.

However, before he could completely relax his breath, Sikong Yueling spoke:

"Luo Yuanwai, how about making a deal?"

The old man's body stiffened for a moment.

Although he had a premonition of what the girl was going to say next, at this time, he could only sigh helplessly.

"Immortal Master, please speak."

The girl heard the other party's helpless tone, but her gaze did not wave, and she looked directly into the old man's eyes.

She didn't directly ask for the things in Uncle Luo's hand, but looked at his granddaughter Luo Wenwen first.

"I wonder if the old man knows that your granddaughter has the qualifications to become a monk?"

"What?"

The old man's expression was a little dazed.

He's old, and he hasn't reacted for a while.

After a while, he suddenly shook his whole body, looked at his granddaughter, and stammered:

"You—you mean...... Wenwen She can be ...... Immortal Master? ”

Sikong Yueling snorted and continued: "I want to talk to the old man about a deal......

"I can take your granddaughter under my sect and make her my disciple, and you ...... You need to rent this ancestral magic weapon of your family for me to use for five years. ”

"As soon as the five-year period expires, I will return it to your Luo family on time."

The corners of the girl's mouth turned up slightly: "Look at this...... How is it? ”

Wow rub!

After Jiang Fan stood aside and listened, he called the insider.

With Luo Wenwen's qualifications, when she awakens the spiritual root in a few years, she will definitely become a fragrant bait that attracts people from all walks of life.

But now the senior sister wants to take the lead in snatching people in this way, and she also took the opportunity to exchange this magic weapon with a machine spirit for five years at the expense of it.

Okay, you are a commonplace moon spirit, I didn't expect that you have bright eyes and bright teeth on the outside, but you are so dark on the inside.

Of course, Jiang Fan only dared to say a few words in his heart, and didn't dare to really say it for his senior sister to hear.

He looked at Uncle Luo, and saw that the old man stayed where he was on the spot after listening to his senior sister's words.

After coming back to his senses, Uncle Luo's eyes became extremely entangled, he looked at his granddaughter for a while, the box in his hand for a while, and Sikong Yueling for a while.

The slightly trembling body showed that the old man's heart was not at peace at this moment, and now he must be at war between heaven and man in his heart.

The girl was not in a hurry to urge, she just stood quietly in place, her eyes fixed on the old man's face, waiting for the latter's decision.

After a cup of tea, Uncle Luo finally finished thinking about it in his heart.

He took a silent breath, his gaze became firm, and his body no longer trembled.

He held the square box in both hands, handed it to the girl, and said solemnly: "After Wenwen, I will ask the immortal master......"

The little girl who had been hugging his thigh seemed to feel something, grabbed the old man's trouser leg tightly, and whispered timidly:

"Wenwen don't leave grandpa, Wenwen won't go anywhere......"

Uncle Luo lowered his head, with a doting smile on his face, and gently patted the little girl's brain.

"Wenwen is good."

His eyes were full of reluctance.

"Grandpa......" Luo Wenwen hugged the old man's legs, shrank back a few steps, and hid behind the old man's trouser legs.

When the girl saw this scene, she said softly: "If Luo Yuanwai doesn't dislike it, you can also go with me, and live with Wenwen in the future, which is just convenient to take care of him." ”

The old man's body shook violently and raised his head in surprise.

"Immortal Master, are you—are you telling the truth?"

"Nature."

The old man bowed respectfully and thanked him from the bottom of his heart: "Thank you, Immortal Master......"

Jiang Fan came out at the right time and said to the old man:

"Luo Yuanwai, while there is still some time, you can hurry up and arrange it."

"Okay, good ......" The old man walked briskly, leaving the outhouse with a smile on his face, leaving Luo Wenwen here.

Sikong Yueling lowered her head, looked at the little girl, and said softly: "Wenwen, call the teacher." ”

……

Half an hour later, Uncle Luo finished explaining the trivial matters to the housekeeper at home, took Luo Wenwen, and boarded Sikong Yueling's flying boat together.

As for the luggage, it was all received by the girl in the storage jade bracelet.

Usually, Jiang Fan takes his senior sister's flying boat, and he sits cross-legged on the deck, grabbing the edge of the flying boat with both hands.

Now there are two more people, one old and one young, these two have no flying experience, so they can only sit like Jiang Fan did before.

The four of them were crammed into a flying boat, even if this was a high-level flying boat that only a disciple of the Spirit Heart Valley Sequence had, it seemed a little crowded.

Jiang Fan couldn't let either of the two stand up, and went to sit down by himself, and in desperation, he could only stand tightly behind his senior sister.

When the flying boat flew together, Jiang Fan subconsciously hugged his senior sister's waist.

Feeling the temperature from her waist, the girl's brows furrowed, she turned to look at Jiang Fan, and when she saw that his face was pale, she swallowed back the words in her mouth.

The four of them took a boat, and under the control of the girl, they flew steadily towards Yueling Island.

At this time, on Yueling Island, a figure wrapped in a whole body, wearing a mask and a hat, sneaky, probed his brain and wandered on the edge of the small wooden building where Jiang Fan lived before.

He spied for a long time, and saw no signs of activity in the wooden building, so he tiptoed in.

It was a long time before he came out of the wooden building.

The mysterious figure looked around, saw that no one noticed him, he

In the distance, Sikong Yueling and Jiang Fan, who were rushing back, were unaware of this.