Lan Feng was already surprised by this kind of scene, he thought carefully for a moment, and said respectfully: "Back to my predecessors, Master has only accepted me as an apprentice for less than half a month, and he has not really taught me spells during this period, so I am also ambiguous about his cultivation." Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

"Ambiguous?" Xuan Mu sneered, but in this smile, it seemed that there was a sharp knife hidden, which could take people's lives at any time.

Speaking of this, everyone's attention shifted to Lan Feng.

The red-clothed disciple was naturally disdainful, and secretly mocked in his heart: "A small sect with a small name that is not well known, how strong can the head of the sect be." The best result, I'm afraid, is the middle of Jindan?"

Zhou Yueting didn't have long since she started, and her understanding of Lan Feng was still insufficient, at this time, although she didn't raise her head, she had already quietly pricked up her ears, Lan Feng's answer was related to the development of her future cultivation path.

Lan Feng's afterglow swept over everyone around him, and he could roughly guess the true thoughts of these people, and he didn't feel a little funny, and after a moment of silence, his eyes flashed and said: "Our former head of the sect was in the middle of Jindan, but he was fatal by his move. ”

At this moment, the red-clothed disciple's mocking expression suddenly froze, raised his head, and stared at Lan Feng in surprise.

At this time, Wei Jue's eyes also flashed with a hint of surprise, after all, he had heard of the new head of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, and he could shoot the monks in the middle stage of Jindan to death with one palm, then his cultivation should at least be in the late stage of Jindan, or it is not impossible to enter the state of false infants.

Seeing the change in the expressions of these people, for some reason, Lan Feng felt a little happy in his heart, he pulled the corners of his mouth, and said with a slight smile: "The head of the Yufu Palace attacked the Ten Thousand Swords Sect for no reason, and he was also killed by my master, and his cultivation has entered the realm of false infants. ”

As soon as these words came out, the red-clothed disciple actually stood up directly, swallowed and foamed hard, revealing an expression of disbelief.

And the dwarf middle-aged Si Long frowned slightly, knowing that his cultivation was only in the realm of false babies.

Although Wei Jue didn't react much, his eyes suddenly brightened a lot.

Lan Feng's approach was very clever, he didn't directly say his true cultivation, and even if he said it, no one would necessarily believe it. Therefore, he simply came up with a general range by laying out the facts, so that others could guess, so that it would be even more mysterious, including the two heads of the Heavenly Demon Sect, who would more or less have scruples.

He was right, although Xuan Mu didn't act too direct, his attitude towards him began to change, including the tone of his speech, which instantly eased a lot.

"Go back and tell your master, this last three-flavor fruit, I won't change it for anyone for the time being, half a month later, the Heavenly Demon Sect will hold a special auction, and let him come over in person at that time, if he can really bring the corpse spirit, this matter will be discussed separately." ”

After speaking, he turned around and walked slowly towards the side door that he had just come out, and when he passed by the table, he put the ghost ten thousand bone banners in his hand upwards at will, and glanced at Si Long with slanted eyes, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a black mist and dissipated.

"What do you mean? Could it be that we are here for nothing?" Seeing the cooked duck fly away in front of him, Si Long frowned, and looked at Lan Feng's gaze, full of resentment.

Wei Jue walked to the table with his beard, carefully took back the green jade spirit, snorted coldly, and said disdainfully: "Burning Immortal Valley is a treacherous place, the desperate situation of Nameless Island, the old man feels frightened when he passes by here, even if it is a Xuanchuan senior, he will not boast that he can enter." ”

After speaking, his unstoppable gaze stayed on Lan Feng for a while, his white eyebrows were slightly raised, and he left in a hurry with a wave of his big sleeves.

The red-clothed disciple frowned, then picked up the cyan flying sword on the table, and walked towards the door with a heavy heart, after all, this mission was related to his promotion, and now because of the sudden intrusion of the disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, he was very worried.

"Then wait and see, young man, speak responsibly. For me, if I can't get the three-flavor fruit, I will have to wait another year at most, but if your head doesn't bring the corpse spirit over that day, what awaits the Ten Thousand Swords Sect may be a tragedy. When Si Long walked up to Lan Feng's side, he smiled weirdly.

This place was suddenly quiet, in addition to Zhou Yueting, there was also another head of the Tiansha Ghost Sect, Xuanchuan.

Xuanchuan was not in a hurry, he slowly walked to the chair and sat down, holding his chin in his hand and chuckling: "Your name is Qiu Mo?"

Lan Feng took a deep breath and nodded.

"You're smart. Although Xuanchuan said the words of praise in his mouth, his tone was extremely calm, and he was silent for a long time, his eyes suddenly flashed, and he said, "Have you ever thought about entering the devil?"

Zhou Yueting, who was standing on the side, had a somewhat complicated expression, others didn't know, but didn't she know yet? Qiu Mo was not a disciple at all, he was the master, if he entered the Demon Dao under Xuanchuan's persuasion, wouldn't everything he wanted be in vain?

Her afterglow quickly swept over Lan Feng's face, and then she lowered her head, and even the sound of breathing became much quieter.

"Senior Xie's appreciation for Zaixia, I have some understanding of the Demon Dao in the past, so I haven't considered becoming a Demon Cultivator, I'm sorry. Lan Feng bowed his head respectfully.

Xuanchuan was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly, raised his dry old hand, and said: "You go back, see you at the auction in half a month, if you can't see the corpse, then your Ten Thousand Swords Sect can also be disbanded." After speaking, he slowly closed his eyes and ignored Lan Feng and the others.

Zhou Yueting's tense nerves suddenly relaxed, pulled Lan Feng's sleeve, and motioned for him to leave quickly.

Lan Feng chuckled, shrugged his shoulders, and walked out of the main hall quickly.

Not long after they left, Xuanchuan, who was closing his eyes and recuperating, opened his eyes violently and said in a deep voice: "Shenmu, you come out." ”

As he spoke, a dark shadow appeared from behind the screen in the corner, turning into a red-haired boy in his sight.

The red-haired young man's expression was cold, as if he had just walked out of the ice cellar, and there was a kind of cold aura exuding from his body, his eyes were slightly dull, and he said coldly: "What's the matter?"

Xuan Chuan seemed to have long been accustomed to his rudeness, he pointed in the direction where Lan Feng disappeared, and ordered: "Those two people, you follow them, and after you find anything abnormal, immediately report to me through the Elephant Magic Mirror." ”

Seeing that Shen Mu didn't react, Xuanchuan's eyes became cold, and he said with a smile: "Work hard, and I will take you to the Flail Demon Cave Mansion when the time comes." ”

Shen Mu's expression moved slightly, his eyes showed a hint of imperceptible tenderness, he groaned for a moment, turned around and was about to leave.

"Wait a minute. ”

Xuanchuan suddenly stopped him, then got up and came to his side, looked him up and down a few times, frowned, and said, "Are you going to follow people like this?"