"The apprentice and the tutor have been dependent on each other for many years, although the tutor has not seen outsiders, but he is particularly fond of the apprentice.

The reason why the apprentice will go down the mountain is because the master once said that the apprentice's natal magic weapon is not on the mountain, but in the Ninggu Continent, so that the apprentice can only return to the ...... after finding the natal magic weapon in the Ninggu Continent."

Fang Yan said the words that she had thought of a long time ago, indicating that her master had said that his natal magic weapon was destined to be related to a Tongxuan monk, and if this Tongxuan monk asked for something, Fang Yan could agree.

Chen Xingwan was immediately overjoyed, he didn't care about the truth of what Fang Yan said, he only cared about whether his goal could be achieved.

Seeing that Fang Yan's words were almost equivalent to agreeing to him, Chen Xingwan was naturally overjoyed.

Of course, Chen Xingwan was not worried that Fang Yan would deceive him, after all, even if Fang Yan had an excellent talisman master as his master, he was always in Yuxin City on the Ninggu Continent, and within his territory, he was naturally not afraid of Fang Yan talking nonsense.

If Fang Yan really fainted and wanted to deceive him, he would naturally not have any mercy. After all, it was still to deceive him about the things of his son who cared about him the most.

As long as Fang Yan is not a madman, he will never do this.

And Chen Xingwan didn't think there was anything wrong with Fang Yan's head, on the contrary, he was very smart and cautious, so Chen Xingwan believed most of the things that Fang Yan's master had a way to refine the talismans he needed.

"Good, good, good!"

Chen Xingwan said three good words in a row, his heart was extremely happy, and his attitude towards Fang Yan became closer.

"It seems that what the little brother's master said is not bad, and the little brother's natal magic weapon should be Chen Mou's contribution. ”

Chen Xingwan looked at Fang Yan and smiled slightly.

"I don't know what the little brother is cultivating, what do you think about the natal magic weapon?"

Chen Xingwan's question was not unexpected by Fang Yan.

Therefore, Fang Yan gave a general description of the exercises he had cultivated, and he also said a little about his imagination of the natal magic weapon.

Of course, Fang Yan knew that his exercises seemed to be related to Wuxiang Temple, and he was afraid that it would arouse Chen Xingwan's vigilance, but if he didn't tell the truth, I was afraid that the other party would not be able to give suitable advice at all.

Sure enough, after listening to Fang Yan's narration, Chen Xingwan frowned slightly, as if he had thought of something but didn't say it.

Although the Guan Qing Sect was the main force of the Extinction Alliance, a high-ranking monk like Chen Xingwan did not join in.

Moreover, if Chen Xingwan didn't help himself, he wouldn't even want to see the Wuxiang Temple perish.

In fact, he still has a good impression of Wuxiang Temple, and even more than 100 years ago, he had a very good relationship with a certain monk of the Xuanzi generation of Wuxiang Temple.

It's just that after the destruction of the Wuxiang Temple, the monk of the Wuxiang Temple called Xuanzheng is unknown in his life and death.

Thinking of this, Chen Xingwan couldn't help but have some memories in his heart.

"Little friend, if you don't mind, can you use a trace of spiritual power and let the old man check one or two?"

After Chen Xingwan stopped recalling, he looked at Fang Yan with a complicated gaze, but his words were not mixed with any commanding tone, just a suggestion.

Fang Yan's eyes flickered slightly, and after thinking about it, even if the other party wanted to be unfavorable to the people of Wuxiang Temple, I am afraid that he would not hurt himself for the time being, after all, he still had something to ask for.

On the contrary, if you can get the personal guidance of a Tongxuan senior, it is indeed an unavoidable thing.

Moreover, after all, this is a monk of the Tongxuan Period, and compared with those middle-level monks of the Extinction Alliance, he may not be able to see the difference between the exercises he cultivates and the Wuxiang Temple.

Therefore, Fang Yan slowly operated his mana and leaked a trace in front of the other party.

Chen Xingwan could guess a few points, the other party's hesitation, after all, the main member of the Annihilation Alliance was from the Guanqing Sect where he was located, and the other party's hesitation was also understandable.

Chen Xingwan was still thinking just now, if the other party is really a person from Wuxiang Temple, then his master is probably a certain senior monk of Wuxiang Temple.

Although Chen Xingwan could not stop the general trend of the destruction of the Wuxiang Temple, it was difficult for him to interfere in the actions of the Wuxiang Alliance.

But if Fang Yan, a disciple of Wuxiang Temple who might help him, when he was not noticed by the outside world, Chen Xingwan would not only not arrest the other party, but would help the other party, and he could be regarded as secretly doing his best for the former Wuxiang Temple.

Therefore, Fang Yan's previous worries were actually superfluous.

"Huh?"

After Chen Xingwan felt Fang Yan's spiritual power, he couldn't help but have a question in his mouth, that is, it seemed that the exercises that Fang Yan was practicing were not the exercises of Wuxiang Temple?

This slight difference, if it weren't for Chen Xingwan's knowledge of Wuxiang Temple, it would be difficult to notice.

Then, Chen Xingwan looked shocked.

Because, although Fang Yan's cultivation was only in the Hongguang Great Perfection, the depth and solemnity of his mana were almost equal to those of the Jindan stage monks.

Even, it is a little purer than some Jindan stage monks.

The exercises she practiced were even more mysterious and indescribable, three points more clever than the exercises of the Wuxiang Temple.

Such a mysterious and indescribable exercise is still only seen in Chen Xingwan's life.

Chen Xingwan was shocked in his heart, and he even eliminated most of his doubts about what Fang Yan said before. After all, Chen Xingwan can be regarded as a person above the pyramid of the Ninggu Continent, and his knowledge is naturally extraordinary.

He knew that he was afraid that there was no exercise in the Ninggu Continent that could be compared to the exercises that Fang Yan was practicing, even the exercises of the Wuxiang Temple!

Therefore, Chen Xingwan's attitude towards Fang Yan also faintly added a hint of respect, he knew that as long as this little monk grew up, the future was limitless!

Because of this, Chen Xingwan was even more convinced of the fact that the other party was a disciple of a certain hidden talisman master.

Chen Xingwan was very happy about this, which showed that Fang Yan's master was definitely extraordinary, and he definitely had a way to make the talisman that his son needed.

Therefore, Chen Xingwan analyzed it carefully, constantly thinking about whether the magic weapons in his hands were suitable for the other party.

Then, Chen Xingwan's eyes flickered slightly, and he thought of something, and when he was about to say something, the last monk had already finished the exchange.

"Little brother, the auction is over. After that, you can take this token to find the old man, and the old man will definitely choose a suitable magic weapon for you. ”

After Chen Xingwan's words fell, Fang Yan noticed that he had left his place. At the same time, there was a small token in his hand.

After putting it away quietly, Fang Yan heard Chen Xingwan's voice coming from the auction table.

"Fellow Daoists, this is the end of this auction in Yuxin City, thank you for your participation......"

After Chen Xingwan finished speaking, Hu Daoyou, who had been silent, took the stage again: "Fellow Daoists, I hope that after you go out, you won't embarrass the people of my Tiger King Gang, I wonder if you can sell a thin noodle for you?"

After these words were spoken, everyone who had already wanted to leave here suddenly felt a pang in their hearts, and some high-ranking monks pursed their lips disapprovingly.