However, after thinking about it for a while, Fang Nan still bowed his head slightly and said, "Yes." ”

For him, this Divine Condensation Pill does have a lot of effect, especially now that he intends to hit the second layer of the Condensing Essence after advanced foundation building, it will undoubtedly be much easier to obtain a Divine Condensing Pill that is not very common in the Fang Market.

"Very good, since Senior Brother Fang has agreed, then the rest of the things will be much easier. Seeing this, Yun Qiu stroked his beard, nodded at him with a smile, and then looked at the old man with black spots: "Senior Brother Lu, there are a few more things, let's explain them together." ”

Be. ”

After Lu Jiansheng answered in a deep voice, he turned around and briefly mentioned a few things that Red Flame Peak needed to deal with recently.

Among these few things, most of them are ordinary sect affairs, and the rest of the foundation building monks may have interests related to them, and they listen quite seriously, and they also talk about one or two things from time to time, but Fang Nan, a newcomer who has just built a foundation, sounds a little like falling into the clouds.

Of course, although he was not very interested in these mundane affairs, Fang Nan naturally did not show it in the face, so in the eyes of outsiders, Fang Nan's performance was no different from that of the rest of the monks, and he looked like he was listening quietly.

After about half an hour, Lu Jiansheng finally stopped talking, picked up the teacup on the side and took a sip, and nodded towards Yunqiu Daoren, which could be regarded as saying that he had finished what he should say.

The night was already dark, and the Yunqiu Dao people didn't seem to want to delay any longer, and after a brief summary of a few sentences, they left a sentence of dismissal lightly. Suddenly, there was a sound of farewell in the main hall, and most of the foundation building monks walked out of the door in groups of three or five, talking and laughing, and then the white stone platform not far away drove away and disappeared into the night.

Fang Nan had been sitting silently on the chair and had not left, and Yun Qiu naturally understood what he meant, and when everyone had dispersed, he greeted with a smile: "Senior Brother Fang, come with me, I will finish registering the change of identity as soon as possible, and I will go back to the cave to rest." ”

After saying this, he stood up with his beard in his hand, and walked unhurriedly towards the wall behind which the ancient paintings were hung.

Fang Nan was slightly stunned, but he reacted immediately, didn't dare to delay, and hurriedly followed.

The hall was silent and cold, except for the footsteps of the two people.

When he reached the wall, Yun Qiu stood still, stared at the person in the painting quietly for a moment, and then suddenly bowed his hand in front of him, bowing deeply to the ancient painting with a solemn face.

Fang Nan, who was standing a few feet behind him, frowned slightly when he saw this, and just when he was a little puzzled, a mysterious scene suddenly happened.

I saw that with the worship of Yunqiu Daoren, the ancient painting in front of him, which was several zhang long, quietly lit up with a pale cyan brilliance, which began to be extremely diluted and ethereal, and then gradually spread, like blowing spring water in front of the painting slightly rippling.

In the next moment, the brilliance gradually became dazzling, making Fang Nan subconsciously close his eyes, but when he opened his eyes again, he was surprised to find that at such an instant, the figure of the entire ancient painting actually became almost transparent, revealing a cave behind him.

A wooden platform several feet wide on one side, suspended in the low sky, surrounded by clear air and white mist, looks quite mysterious.

There are three layers of wooden platform, and the top layer is five bronze ancient lamps standing side by side, each of which has a faint blue flame swaying slightly. And the middle layer is also placed with ancient lamps that look like they, but they are much smaller, but they are densely placed in three rows, and they are roughly swept away, and it is estimated that there are as many as thirty or forty lights.

As for the bottom layer, there was no ancient lamp, but a milky white jade stone several feet long was displayed horizontally in front, covered with dense handwriting, and under the light of the lamp, it shimmered with pale cyan fluorescence.

"It's ......"

Glancing at the words on the jade, Fang Nan seemed to have discovered something, and sighed lightly, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

The words on this jade stone seem to be crowded, but they are all extremely orderly, and they are hundreds of names, and at this moment, he saw many familiar names from them, such as Sun Nu, Wang Suwan, Wang Qingling, and so on.

This made him guess a little, and suddenly he had some understanding of these objects on the stone platform in his heart.

On the other side, it was only at this time that Yun Qiu straightened up, looked at Fang Nan behind him, and saw that he was staring at the wooden platform in the cave, looking thoughtful, he smiled slightly, and did not explain anything, stretched out his hand, and took a simple brush from the edge of the wooden platform at the bottom, and then did not see him dip in ink, directly held the brush, and slowly wrote Fang Nan's name at the back end of the jade at the bottom of the wooden platform.

There was no trace of the pen, and there was no handwriting left on the jade, but at the moment when Yun Qiu finished writing all the strokes and raised the tip of the pen, the surface of the jade suddenly flashed, and then the two pale cyan characters of "Fang Nan" quietly appeared at the bottom of the jade.

Seeing this, Yun Qiu nodded with satisfaction, put the brush back in its place, and then took a half step back, and bowed deeply to the ancient painting.

This time the change was faster, Fang Nan only felt that the light was distorted, and before he could react, a soft sound of "whoosh" suddenly sounded in his ears, and this small cave disappeared without a trace in an instant, whether it was the ancient lamp stone platform or the jade handwriting, it was as if it had never existed, and all that was left was a lone ancient painting on this wall.

"Okay, the name of the junior brother has been registered by Yun, and from now on, the junior brother is one of the foundation building monks recorded by our Yuqing Sect. Yun Qiu seemed to have long been accustomed to this scene, turned around and saw Fang Nan a little stunned, and couldn't help but smile and said: "The treatment of the foundation building monk is not comparable to that of the qi refining disciple at all, I won't go into more detail here, just ask a little bit about it, but in addition, the sect also has an additional reward for each disciple who has just built the foundation, and it is quite generous, but this reward is naturally not good for the old man to carry on his body, the junior brother has recently found a vacancy, just go to Yun Ji Pavilion to get it." ”

"I understand that there is Senior Brother Lao. ”

Seeing that the registration had been completed, Fang Nan suddenly showed a smile on his face and bowed.

Now he is in a really good mood, after all, after solving the matter of name registration, his identity and status in the sect have also been officially announced to have undergone earth-shaking changes.

Not to mention the distance, as far as the proximity is concerned, not only can he receive a rich reward from Yun Ji Pavilion, but he finally has the qualifications to open up his own cave mansion.

The night was darker again, and the two of them had no interest in staying, and after a few casual greetings, Fang Nan said goodbye to Yun Qiu, and immediately drove the snow-white Shadow Boat to the two Qi Refining disciples at the door, turning into a white light and gradually disappearing in the night.