The old man on the high platform suddenly opened his eyes, looked at the black-clothed disciple with a deep gaze, and said, "Are you sure you're not mistaken?"

"The gatekeeper disciple who came to report said that his junior brother had seen Lan Feng, and originally thought that he was just looking similar, but immediately after, the young man said that he was Lan Feng, and he also took out Chu Yunfeng's waist card, and because of this, he came to report it!" Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"How did he come out? In this way, you go and tell the gatekeeper to let Lan Feng go in first, and I will ask him about this matter later. Let's go!" the cloth leader narrowed his eyes and closed them again.

"One more thing......" Seeing that the old man was about to leave, the black-clothed disciple hurriedly spoke.

"You get up and speak first. ”

"Yes!" The black-clothed disciple got up, took a half step back, and said respectfully: "I heard that Lan Feng came with him, and there are two others. ”

"Oh, and then!" said Cloth Chief didn't seem very interested.

The black-clothed disciple groaned a little and hesitated, "They said they wanted to stay in the sect for a few days!"

"That's it, since Lan Feng is my disciple of Chu Yunfeng, those who come with him are naturally Chu Yunfeng's guests, and the sect has always respected guests, so I ordered to go down and let the logistics disciples arrange a guest room for them. The cloth chief smiled maliciously and waved his hand.

"Master, I heard that the middle-aged man gave the name on the blue maple waist card to ...... Changed. The black-clothed disciple looked a little nervous, and cold sweat flowed down his face.

The old man frowned, his eyes suddenly opened, he stood up, waved his sleeves, and disappeared in place.

The black-clothed disciple was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly walked to the gossip aperture, and disappeared.

On the steps of Chu Yunfeng's gate, Lan Feng was holding his waist card, waiting with a sad face.

And Fan Chen also stared strangely at the two psychic pillars at the main entrance, and continued to gesture with his hands.

Zheng Xuan was really a little bored, so he jumped up and down beside Lan Feng, sat down with him, looked at the mountains covered by white clouds and mist, and said melancholy: "Uncle Shi, I've been out for almost three years, and I don't know how my father and mother are doing." At the beginning, I always thought that my mother cared about me, and fantasized about how good it would be without my mother one day, but now, after being away from home for a long time, I feel that I was really ignorant before. ”

Lan Feng looked at Zheng Xuan's serious appearance, he didn't know how to continue, thought for a while, and reluctantly smiled: "Man, you should be strong, when you have a chance in the future, you will definitely be very happy when you go back to your father and your mother! However, my eldest brother doesn't seem to have taught you any spells, or you will follow your uncle to cultivate?"

"Uncle Shi, you're wrong, Master is actually quite powerful!" Zheng Xuan came back to his senses and said seriously.

"Yes, but I never ......."

"I want to see which fellow Daoist actually broke my Bu Yi's divine sense!" Before Lan Feng finished speaking, a deep voice suddenly appeared out of thin air, and as soon as the words fell, a long rainbow flew out from not far away and landed in the middle of the two psychic pillars!

Fan Chen was thinking in circles on the ground with a wooden stick, and when he heard this, he paused and slowly raised his head. At first glance, there was a murderous aura in his eyebrows, and this look was really different from what Lan Feng saw on weekdays. However, this expression did not stay on his face for a long time, and the moment Changhong appeared, it was replaced by a frightened look.

Changhong turned into an old man in a black robe, and on his two sleeves, a gossip map was drawn in white ink, which was symmetrically distributed with each other.

This old man is the twenty-fifth generation head of Chu Yunfeng, Bu Yi.

Bu Yi's cold eyes swept around, stayed on Lan Feng for a moment, turned his gaze, directly skipped Zheng Xuan, stared directly at Fan Chen, his tone was a little provocative, and said, "Is it you?"

Fan Chen's frightened color thickened, shook his head, and said in a trembling voice: "I...... I don't know, immortal, please don't kill me......! Admit your mistakes......"

Bu Yi frowned, and wondered in his heart: I am already in the Jindan Stage Great Perfection Realm, this person is so crazy, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a person who has broken my divine sense!

His divine sense quietly probed in the direction where Fan Chen was, hum, but he was just an ordinary person, he sneered, saw the package that Fan Chen was carrying, suddenly narrowed his eyes, and shouted: "Take out the contents of the package!"

Fan Chen didn't say a word, took off the package, and with the sound of "Ding Ling's clanging", a bunch of tools appeared scattered on the ground.

Lan Feng was instantly disappointed when he saw Fan Chen's panicked appearance. Although this eldest brother didn't have any strength before, he still admired the temperament of being the only one in the world, but now, ......

Zheng Xuan's eyes widened in surprise, looking at his master's dejected expression in disbelief.

Bu Yi pointed lightly at the tool, and the tool pile began to vibrate slowly, and after the sword light, a small knife flew out of it and landed directly on his hand.

His divine sense turned into a thin line and probed into the knife, and to his surprise, there was a mist inside, blocking his divine sense. The middle stage of cultivation is divided into six stages: metamorphosis, Jindan, Yuanying, transformation, out-of-body, and distraction, which can block the penetration of the divine consciousness in the Jindan period, which can only show that this knife is refined by monks above the Jindan stage.

"Where did you get this knife?" Bu Yi's eyes flashed, staring at Fan Chen seriously.