Xuanhuan: So I am the ancestor of all weapons

Hongdie bit her lower lip tightly with her white teeth. At this moment, she felt a deep sense of self-blame. She has always been like an ignorant child, making many low-level mistakes, and repeatedly put her relatives in danger.

Although she was not responsible for Yan Pianiao's death, she couldn't do her best.

It can be said that she did nothing and watched her die.

Hearing Hongdie's voice, Ye Fan turned his head, his eyes were still a little confused. At this moment, he still couldn't recover from the shock of Yan Pianiao's death.

Hongdie suppressed the self-blame in her heart and asked, "Brother Ye, who are these people and why are they targeting you? And why is Feng Anxu still alive?"

Ye Fan shook his head: "I don't know, and I don't want to know. Right now, I just want to bring back Master Yan's body."

Staring at Yan Pianliao's body, he took a deep breath. In his eyes, Yan Pianliao's unruly smile was as clear as yesterday.

"Impossible!" Tightening her arms, she was hugged by the leaping red butterfly, "If you go out, it will be over. Master Yan will send you to the thatched cottage with all his might, how can you let her painstaking efforts be in vain?"

"Then what should I do!" shouted hysterically, and raised her hand fiercely to shake Hongdie away.

He took a step directly outside the thatched cottage, but when he was about to step out of the range of the formation, Ye Fan suddenly stopped.

"Move me!"

Ye Fan raised his foot fiercely, but no matter what, he couldn't take another step forward.

"Move me!"

Ye Fan was hysterical, his qi sank to his dantian, his whole body was filled with spiritual energy, and he wanted to fly.

But his body was like a thousand catties, and he couldn't move.

Ye Fan stared blankly at his feet: Could it be?I don't even have the courage to walk out of the hut?

"Ahhh!!" Hysterical, with self-blame in his throat, "Uncle Yan died for you, but you don't even have the courage to collect her body? Ye Fan! What kind of man are you!"

Behind him, Hongdie's voice was rare and severe: "Brother Ye, wake up! Even if you risk your life to collect the body, Uncle Yan will not be able to come back from the dead! Wasting Uncle Yan's kindness, how can she rest in peace!"

Ye Fan was stunned and said nothing, his heart was in a mess.

But unexpectedly, at this moment, behind him, from the direction of the thatched cottage, came an old voice:

"My lord, don't blame yourself, you can't move, it's actually because of me."

Ye Fan froze and turned around.

Is there someone in the hut?Still haven't heard the sound!

How is this possible?
If someone can enter the hut, what is the point of hiding here?
And, what about Ah Chou and Dabai?Shouldn't these two be guarding the nursing home here?How did you let outsiders in?
Seemingly sensing Ye Fan's question, the old voice said:
"My lord, don't get me wrong. I'm not an enemy. It's just that I haven't spoken a word all this time."

Have you ever spoken?Could it be one of Ah Chou or Dabai?
Ye Fan breathed a sigh of relief, but still didn't dare to enter the room: Who knows if the other party lied to him?
Ye Fan asked: "Since you are not an enemy, why don't you come out to see me?"

The old voice was silent for a long time before he said: "This old man is not made of flesh and blood, so he cannot move."

Make it up, you continue to make it up.

Ye Fan was slightly angry, the other party was obviously playing with him, and he opened his mouth to curse.

But Hongdie beside him seemed to think of something suddenly, and pulled Ye Fan: "Brother Ye, I remembered, I came to the thatched cottage to find a way to save you, it seems, I seem to hear..."

"What did you hear? Tell me! You came out of it just now, what's in it?"

But Hongdie hesitated to speak, can the furnace talk?This was too unbelievable, she wasn't sure if it was an auditory hallucination, not to mention she fell asleep later, who knew if it was a dream.

The old voice sighed again and again: "Hey~ I planned not to speak again, but my lord, you are going to die, and I can't help it. My lord, listen carefully, my name is Hongtian, and I am Hongzhen, the ancient craftsman god. Your natal spiritual weapon can smelt all things. It took a hundred thousand years to pass, and it was only through thousands of chances that I met you."

"Ancient Craftsman God? Native spirit weapon? One hundred thousand pieces?" Ye Fan was at a loss. Didn't he make all the things in the room himself?What to do with the ancient craftsman god?Where did the natal artifact come from?

However, the red butterfly next to her seemed to have finally settled on something, and said, "Brother Ye, in the room, there is a furnace with a dragon engraved on it, and it can speak."

It turned out to be a stove sent by the system!Ye Fan almost forgot about this.

Facing the thatched cottage, he cupped his hands: "It turned out to be Brother Furnace. In the past five years, I have been taken care of by you, but now that Uncle Yan's body is still outside the battle, I'm afraid I have no time for you to reminisce about the old days."

Hongtian's old voice approved: "That's right, my lord is much more courageous than that girl, but my lord don't have to worry, the place where the woman fell is not far from the formation, I can lead her into the formation."

"real!"

The surprise came so suddenly, Ye Fan was so moved that he wanted to give him a tongue kiss.

……

outside the thatched cottage,

Feng Anxu quietly looked at the formation, trying to find a way to break it, but he was helpless, even with his thousand-year vision, he couldn't see through the mystery.

Even if he is as talented as him, he can create a fourth-level formation like the Dingyunzong Mountain Protecting Formation, and he can also bless the formation with the power of the Dao to protect the Dingyunzong's peace for thousands of years.

But it is also impossible to find out the secrets of this mere thatched cottage.

Behind him, Men Yixiu was quite upset:
"That kid actually entered the house! It seems that with the protection of this large formation, he doesn't take us seriously at all."

Fu Wuwu, dressed in a Taoist robe, said: "I belong to the lineage of Zhongnan Mountain, and I have dabbled in the Dao. As a disciple of Zhongnan Mountain, I have been immersed in this Dao for decades, but even so, I can't see this big formation at all. Mysterious, I don’t know how this kid entered the formation.”

Hearing this, Long Yuan's eyes were worried:
"Able to enter the big formation without any hindrance, unless this big formation was created by his ancestors, or, it was inherited by a certain senior?"

Among them, Tu Shanxuan was the only one who had no interest in playing. She had peach blossom eyes and never left Ye Fan for a moment. It was not until Ye Fan turned around and entered the room that she finally came to her senses.

Covering his chest with his hands, he panted lightly: "Oh, my little heart, I thought Brother Feng from the Dingyun Sect was already a generation of talented people, and it was hard to find anyone who could match him, but I didn't expect this young master named Ye Fan, That's the real handsome guy!"

Men Yixiu looked contemptuous: "I haven't heard of being handsome and aging quickly? What time is it, and I'm still thinking about spring here."

Taoist Ghost Fire hunched his back: "After discussing for a long time, we couldn't come up with a reason. It seems that we have nothing to do with this kid?"

"That's not necessarily the way!" Men Yixiu's voice was full of anger, "No matter how mysterious this grand formation is, we are still masters at the Lingtai stage, and even the yin and yang kid from the Dingyun Sect has a cultivation base in the late stage of the Lingtai stage. , and Senior Long Yuan has broken through the Xuanji Realm! We have all used our housekeeping skills, can't we still break through this formation?"