"Fifth brother, what are you looking at?" Fan Chen also walked over, glanced at the small hammer on his apprentice's neck, and asked knowingly. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Hehe, the pendant around my nephew's neck is very exquisite, and it looks like it is from the hands of a skilled craftsman, I couldn't help it, and I looked at it twice. ”

Lan Feng's eyes were still on the small hammer, and he thought in his heart that if he could find this artist and make a pendant for his sister with a spirit stone, it would be very beautiful.

The spirit stone is a kind of spiritual energy essence formed by gathering the rich aura of heaven and earth, and after a long period of precipitation in a certain place on the earth, it has changed from a gaseous state to a solid state.

Because of this, the material of the spirit stone is very different from ordinary ore, it is extremely hard, even if it is a waste stone that has been sucked out of spiritual power, it will not be easily broken.

Therefore, under normal circumstances, waste stones without aura are of no use and will only be collected and discarded in the waste rock pile.

Lan Feng felt that his idea was too naïve, and chuckled.

"Fifth brother, thank you for your recognition of the eldest brother's skills, just the four words of your skilled craftsman today, what the eldest brother says will make you a work of art!" Fan Chen triumphantly took out a carving knife from his chest pocket and said seriously.

"Big brother, are you saying that this pendant is from you?" Lan Feng's eyes widened in disbelief.

"Uncle Shi, this is the little magic weapon that Master just made for me today, how about it, beautiful!" Zheng Xuan proudly touched the small hammer on his chest, he originally liked this pendant very much, but he was just praised by Lan Feng like this, and he cherished it more and more, and put it into the placket.

Lan Feng nodded suspiciously, and said to himself inwardly: "This pendant is indeed beautiful, but there is no trace of spiritual power fluctuations on it, and I don't look like a magic weapon." My eldest brother who picked it up halfway may really have a hand, so why not let him try it?"

"Hehe, the eldest brother is kind, but the younger brother is disrespectful. He took out the only remaining high-grade spirit stone from the storage bag and handed it to Fan Chen with a smile.

This eldest brother is not a monk, even if he recognizes this as a high-grade spirit stone, he must not think about it so much.

Retreat requires a large number of spirit stones, and before retreating, be sure to visit the Black Wind Tomb again. Lan Feng thought so in his heart, but his eyes remained motionless, carefully observing Fan Chen's every move.

Sure enough, Fan Chen took the spirit stone without a trace of surprise on his face.

"If you can, big brother will make it in the shape of a butterfly. Lan Feng said with a grin.

"Butterfly, why do I think it's so cheesy?" Fan Chen pursed his lips and suddenly smiled evilly: "Does the fifth brother already have a Taoist couple?"

"What kind of Taoist couple, big brother, you talk about Taoist couples all day long, why haven't you found one for yourself?" Lan Feng glared at Fan Chen dissatisfiedly and said, "This is the gift I plan to give to my sister!"

"Sister, fifth brother, you don't have a sister!" Fan Chen's eyes rolled around, making a look of contemplation.

"Alas, big brother, if you don't, don't do it, give it back to me!" Lan Feng said, stretching out his hand.

"Who said I wouldn't? Before the retreat tomorrow, the eldest brother promises to satisfy you!" Fan Chen finished speaking, pulling Zheng Xuan and running away.

Lan Feng shook his head helplessly and walked forward slowly.

Along the way, he was extremely vigilant, his divine sense was all over the surroundings, and when he found that no one was following, his spiritual power concentrated his legs, quickly turned around, and galloped towards the depths of the mountain behind Chu Yun Peak.

Soon, he came to an eerie cemetery, and his mind swept around and slipped into it.

Shortly after he left, a tombstone at the very edge of the cemetery exploded with a "pop!"

Immediately, a stream of purple gas slowly floated out of the fragments, forming a void figure on the ground, and the figure slowly condensed, turning into a septuagenarian old man.

The old man coughed lightly, looked at Lan Feng's disappearing figure, and said leisurely: "You are not dead? It seems that this prophecy will not be wrong! Although the new sect has already been established in another dimension, it still can't forget the shame of the past. More than 200 years have passed, and there have been dozens of failures. If you can make a fool of yourself this time, as a reward, you will become one of the candidates for the next Sect Master of your faction. ”

At this moment, there was another purple mist on the ground, and the purple mist slowly faded, revealing a woman with a grub collar.

"Grandpa, I've packed up, I'm ready to go!" the woman spoke, her voice like a hollow valley orchid, and she couldn't hear a trace of emotion.

"No, let's not go!" the old man touched his beard and smiled mysteriously.

The woman frowned slightly and said, "The thing is lost, and Chu Yunfeng has no meaning to stay." ”

"No, he's still alive. Good granddaughter, you just wait a few more years, and you can fulfill a little wish of your grandfather, okay?"

"Not dead?" The woman's eyes flickered, paused slightly, and muttered, "It seems that he is really a tall man." ”

"Alas, if it weren't for the restrictions, I would have done it myself, where is it so troublesome. Good granddaughter, go quickly, lest others suspect you!" The old man swept around and said cautiously.