Chapter 4: The inner armor of the sky silkworm

"It turned out to be a talented totem..."

Fan Yiran handed the Netherworld Sword back to Ling Qingyan, and couldn't help but sigh, "In the past, although I knew that talented totems were extremely rare in Chongwu Continent, I didn't have much understanding of it. It seems that when the Murong family members were about to touch Yanran's girl before, I felt that the sudden tyrannical power that suddenly appeared on you!"

Ling Qingyan took the Netherworld Sword and nodded. Indeed, the bloody and violent force that suddenly appeared on his body that time was the bloody aura on the totem of the evil blood python.

"It seems that my concern for you is unnecessary, haha!"

Fan Yiran came to the stone table again and sat down, picked up the teapot and poured the tea, "Tsk tsk! Eighteen years old, the peak blue-level attack! Even in the Chongwu Continent, there has never been a monster like you in the thousands of years of history! Not to mention the thousands of years of history of my Tianjian Sect! You can definitely call it the first genius since the founding of the Tianjian Sect!"

At the same time, Fan Yiran also knew it at this time. No wonder his master wanted to personally take in the young man in front of him as his disciple! Such uncensored jade is indeed not something he can carve. The better uncensored jade, only in the better sculptor, can he get a more perfect discovery!

No wonder!

No wonder the Chongwu Continent still has the saying that has been passed down from ancient times to this day: The talented totem is the darling of heaven and earth!

"monster……"

Ling Qingyan had just sat down and heard Fan Yiran’s evaluation of him, and couldn’t help but curl his lips, “Senior Brother, is there anyone who praises you so much?”

Pour a cup of tea for Ling Qingyan, Fan Yiran put down the teapot and picked up the tea cup in front of him, "Then the Wen family, unless that old guy takes action, he will definitely not threaten you. Humph! With your true power through the explosive power generated on this long sword, even if you attack several blue-level warriors, you can escape unscathed!"

Ling Qingyan nodded. Although he knew that his Netherworld Long Sword had become much stronger with the blood evil energy of the evil blood python totem, he also thought that his explosive power was around the middle level of the blue level through the Netherworld Long Sword... Unexpectedly, after previous experiments with Fan Yiran, this true power had fully exploded through the Netherworld Long Sword, but he had reached the peak of the blue level!

Of course, Ling Qingyan also knew that the peak of the blue level is still blue level after all, and the shackles of the true power level cannot be broken by accumulation of quantity! When encountering a purple-level warrior, he still cannot fight head-on!

Perhaps knowing that Ling Qingyan was leaving, Fan Yiran told Ling Qingyan a few words about what happened when he was in Chongwu Continent decades ago, teaching Ling Qingyan what he should be guarded against, what to pay attention to, what people's hearts are unpredictable, but it made Ling Qingyan feel overwhelmed.

You know, Ling Qingyan was the leader of underground forces in the city in his previous life. He had a deeper understanding of people's hearts and the so-called "jianghu"! He felt bored when he heard Fan Yiran's words teaching "Xiaobai".

"Senior brother, look, it's noon soon, I'm going back! I'll go to say goodbye to Hou Jin and them after dinner..."

After looking at the sky, Ling Qingyan suddenly interrupted Fan Yiran. After saying that, without waiting for Fan Yiran to react, he stood up and wanted to leave.

"Wait!"

Fan Yiran seemed to feel Ling Qingyan's impatience, and couldn't help but shake his head. Then a small box was added to the palm of his left hand, "You can take this box back."

Ling Qingyan looked at the small box handed over by Fan Yiran and couldn't help but ask, "Senior Brother, what is it in it?"

"You will know when you go back and take a look," Fan Yiran seemed not to want to say more on this topic, saying: "This thing is useless to me, but it is still useful to you..."

Seeing that Fan Yiran had a puzzle, Ling Qingyan stopped talking, and took the box and said goodbye.

………

Ling Qingyan lives in the courtyard.

"Come on! It's done!"

Ling Qingyan, who was sitting next to the stone table, picked up a glass of wine on the table, signaled to Hou Jin opposite him, and said.

"Damn!" Hou Jin also raised his glass and said.

Originally, Ling Qingyan planned to go to Hou Jin to explain his departure from the Tianjian Sect after lunch, but unexpectedly, he just stepped out of the yard and saw Hou Jin walking towards the trial site and called him in.

Kill a glass of wine in his hand, Hou Jin put the empty glass on the stone table, let Ling Qingyan fill it up, and said, "What's wrong with you kid today? I remember that you were not happy to ask you to drink with you before, but today I personally invited me to drink!"

Hearing this, Ling Qingyan was stunned and then smiled and said, "I'm going down the mountain tomorrow, I'll only ask you for a few drinks! I don't know when I will come back. Usually, you also know that I rarely drink wine, after all, the strong wine still has some impact on my current body."

When Hou Jin heard Ling Qingyan's words, he nodded, and then thought of the words in front of Ling Qingyan, staring at Ling Qingyan, "Are you going down the mountain?"

"Well," Ling Qingyan nodded with a faint smile. He said that in the Tianjian Sect, there were close contacts, and even the few people he could chat with, and among the few, Hou Jin and Liu Yanran were the most.

"Does the junior sister understand?"

Without saying much, Hou Jin picked up the wine glass on the stone table and took a sip, and asked.

"Uh," Ling Qingyan's face suddenly became strange, "Forget it, if you really tell her, I don't know when I will nag... I'd better just hide it from her."

"Ha ha!"

Seeing the expression on Ling Qingyan's face, Hou Jin laughed rare. He also knew that his junior sister was indeed very entangled, and he was also a victim in the past.

The two of them chatted like this for nearly half an hour, discussing each other's insights on the eighth style of the Nine Sword...

I was able to chat with Hou Jinzheng when I suddenly heard him mention the sword-holding elder Fan Yiran. Ling Qingyan was stunned at first, and then I remembered the small box that Fan Yiran gave him in the morning. He had put it in the hundred-na ring before, but he had completely forgotten it!

call!

In the hot eyes of Hou Jin staring at Baina Ring, an exquisite small box also appeared in Ling Qingyan's left hand. Ling Qingyan placed the small box on the stone table, then gently unbuttoned the small button on it and opened it.

In the box, a roll of off-white silky objects is placed tightly inside.

When he reached out to take out the off-white silky object, he felt the soft feeling coming from his hand, Ling Qingyan spread it out, but unexpectedly it was a sleeveless closet made of a off-white silky object. Ling Qingyan moved his hand slightly and easily felt the flexibility and softness uploaded from the silky closet in his hand.

"The inner armor of the sky silkworm!"

However, Hou Jin, who was beside him, saw the silky tights in Ling Qingyan's hand and exclaimed.

Hearing the sound, Ling Qingyan also looked at Hou Jin and asked, "Do you know this thing? Is it any special purpose?"

"Don't you know the inner armor of the silkworm this day?"

Hou Jin looked at Ling Qingyan like a monster, and then slowly explained: "Although the Tian Silkworm is a low-level monster, it is not even considered a monster in some aspects! However, the number of Tian Silkworms is very small on the Chongwu Continent. The silk that Tian Silkworms spit out once a year is very flexible. A Tian Silkworm can even pull up an object weighing thousands of pounds!"

When Ling Qingyan heard this, he couldn't help but feel incredible. A piece of silk in the sky pulled a thousand pounds of object?

Is it possible?
Chapter completed!