Master is reciting the mantra

Canghai City was crowded with people, monks with magic weapons were passing by, chatting and laughing in groups and walking towards the northeast, as if they were going somewhere together.

Shen Feng'an, who had read countless articles, rolled his eyes, guessing that there was something exciting to watch, and felt itchy in his heart.

But he was still a little afraid that Ling Chen would scold him, so he could only stop a passing cultivator while the other party was not paying attention.

"Fellow Taoist, what's the matter? I'm in a hurry." The monk was a little annoyed at being stopped, but when he saw that it was a beautiful white-haired beauty, his brows and eyes were tainted with a smile.

"I just want to ask, where are you all going?" Shen Feng'an asked in a low voice, afraid that Ling Chen would find out and scold him.

"Today, the Wushuang Association held an auction in Canghai City, did fellow Taoists not know?" the monk asked in surprise.

"Auction?!" Shen Feng'an's eyes lit up, his amber eyes were full of curiosity and anticipation, and he forgot to lower his voice.

Ling Chen had heard Shen Feng'an mumbling a long time ago, thinking that since he lowered his voice, he would turn a blind eye.

Seeing that he didn't hide at all now, Ling Chen couldn't pretend he didn't hear him anymore.

"Shen Feng'an." Ling Chen called out to Shen Feng'an, his face darkened, obviously a bit displeased with the way he only knew how to play.

"Sword Broken Jade! This is Mrs. Jian... Ah no, fellow Taoist Shen Feng'an?" The cultivator saw Ling Chen's face clearly, his eyes widened in shock, he looked at Ling Chen in disbelief, and then Look at Shen Fengan.

What the hell is Mrs. Jian? !

Shen Fengan said with confidence, don't think I didn't hear you changed your words so quickly.

"What sword sister?" Shen Feng'an keenly caught this strange address, and put on a straight face and reached out to grab the monk.

"I still have something urgent to do, let's take a step first." Seeing this, the monk quickly avoided Shen Feng'an's hand, and left the place quickly, even using spells to make himself run faster.

Shen Fengan: ...

As for?

"Come back." Ling Chen clasped Shen Feng'an's wrist, squeezed the thin wrist that could be wrapped around with two fingers, his heart moved slightly.

"Master, let's go to the auction too?" Shen Feng'an was dragged by Ling Chen, and bumped into his arms, stepped back quickly and touched his sore nose, wondering why the surroundings suddenly became noisy.

Ling Chen heard the sound of gasping for air from the monks around him, felt the vague gazes on him, and frowned slightly.

Seeing that Ling Chen was unhappy, the people around quickly turned their eyes away, and talked to their companions in a concealed manner, pretending that nothing happened.

"Did you go down the mountain to practice, or to play?" Ling Chen's expression darkened, obviously disapproving.

"But I haven't seen it, I want to see it." Of course, Shen Feng'an couldn't say that he just wanted to play around, he only said that he wanted to learn more.

But that's what Shen Feng'an said, and Ling Chen understood what he meant.

After all, Ling Chen understood this apprentice.

It was because of understanding that Ling Chen would not indulge him.

"No." Ling Chen knew that Shen Feng'an was a person who wanted to open a dyeing workshop for some color, so he didn't dare to give him a good face, so he just darkened his face and objected sharply.

"Why not? Seeing the world is part of the experience!" Shen Feng'an's eyes turned red, he had recently figured out Ling Chen's attitude towards him, and now that he had the confidence in his mind, he acted like a baby without any scruple.

Just like now, not only was Shen Feng'an not frightened by Ling Chen's stern look, but he even tugged at his sleeve with red eyes, as if I would cry for you if you don't agree.

Ling Chen choked for breath, narrowed his eyes and looked at Shen Fengan in front of him, somewhat puzzled how the other party became like this.

But he thought about it again, Shen Feng'an in the past seemed to be able to act like a baby like this.

It's just that Shen Feng'an in the past didn't take the initiative to act like a baby to him very often.

Most of the time it is unconscious.

At that time, Ling Chen felt that he was acting like a baby. How could he be swayed by such a child's tricks as a monk whose heart is all about swords.

But now I find that the conclusion at that time was still too early.

"Shen Feng'an, did my teacher tell you that it's useless to act like a baby." Ling Chen coughed lightly, suppressing that moment of softening and turning cold.

"Whether it's useful or not, what Master said doesn't count." Shen Feng'an raised his eyes, his eyelashes trembling slightly, and there were a few clear teardrops hanging on them, falling one after another, looking pitiful and cute.

Ling Chen's pupils shrank, panic flashed across his black eyes, he hurriedly turned away, not daring to look at Shen Feng'an.

Seeing this, Shen Fengan knew in his heart that there must be something wrong, and tugged at Ling Chen's sleeve, his voice softened a bit, "Master..."

Hearing such a voice, Ling Chen's heart trembled, and he quickly lowered his eyes to hide the shaking in his eyes. Before he could say anything, the white-haired beauty in front of him hugged his arms.

The surrounding audience let out another exclamation, and many of them pretended to be passing by, and they had pretended countless times.

And every time they were quite close, as if they just wanted to see what happened between the two of them.

Sure enough, gossip does not distinguish between men, women and children.

"Shen Feng'an!" Ling Chen gritted his teeth and scolded angrily.

"What are you doing!" Shen Feng'an yelled fearlessly, curled his lips and looked at Ling Chen aggrievedly.

Ling Chen managed to build up a fierce force, but it fell apart under the gaze of the other party.

"Just go and have a look, it will give you a lot of insight." Ling Chen said coldly, without waiting for Shen Feng'an, he just raised his feet and walked towards the auction.

"Okay!" Shen Feng'an became happy, and trotted to follow, his whole face was filled with joy.

-

When the two arrived at the auction site, the hall on the first floor was already full of people, leaving only the expensive private room on the second floor empty.

As a sword repairman, Ling Chen was already frugal, so when he saw this, he wanted to say that he didn't want to watch the auction.

But the lowered eyes touched Shen Feng'an's expectant gaze, and the words of leaving could not be uttered for a while.

Seeing Ling Chen's hesitation and Shen Feng'an's expression of wanting to go to the private room, the steward of the Wushuang Society rolled his eyes, and immediately persuaded him: "My fellow Taoist, since you want to book a private room to watch the auction, don't Be stingy with this little money!"

Ling Chen's eyelashes trembled, and his eyelids lifted to look at the steward, who felt goosebumps all over his body, so he sneered, "This is my apprentice."

After hearing this, the steward of Wushuanghui realized that he was blind, and quickly said with a smile: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, seeing you pampering this white-haired fellow Taoist, you still treat it like...you treat it as a pampering way." companion."

Shen Feng'an was terrified when he heard it, seeing that Ling Chen was getting angry, he quickly grabbed his hand and walked to one of the private rooms, "Master, let's go!"

Seeing the two of them walking away, the steward was slightly taken aback, thinking that the master hasn't spoken yet, can he agree to this?

But Shen Feng'an was not afraid at all, he knew that since Ling Chen didn't object immediately, he was willing to agree.

It's just that Ling Chen is a boring person, maybe he is still thinking about how to agree awkwardly.

After he finished thinking, the auction started.

Shen Feng'an dragged Ling Chen into the private room, trotted to the seat closest to the auction platform, and stared down curiously.

He hasn't seen an auction in the realm of comprehension yet. He usually reads books, but now that he sees the real thing, the feeling is completely different.

"We'll see if there are any suitable for you later." Ling Chen just said that he only wanted to see, but when he really arrived at the auction site, he still wanted to choose some gifts for Shen Feng'an.

Thinking about gifts, it seems that since meeting this little apprentice, he has never given a greeting gift.

Thinking of this, Ling Chen turned his thoughts, but he couldn't think of any gift that could please the other party.

No, why did he want to please Shen Feng'an?

As a master, shouldn't it be the gift that is most beneficial to practice?

Ling Chen had doubts in his heart, but that guess... that guess, he didn't want to believe it.

Hearing Ling Chen's words, Shen Feng'an's eyes lit up, and he stared at the auction items carefully, trying to find something he liked.

But if he doesn't know the function of these magic weapons, he doesn't know whether they are good or not, and he is also afraid of being taken advantage of and being scolded by Ling Chen.

Although he knew that it would be easy for Ling Chen to forget him once he acted like a spoiled child, but if he thought about it, he would still be scolded miserably if he thought about it.

Thinking in this way, Shen Feng'an even focused on the auction items at the bottom, trying to pick out the best magic weapon with his poor eyesight.

At this time, a blood-red stone came up, with weak spiritual power, and it was impossible to tell what kind of spiritual stone it was.

It looks like a vase, but it is beautiful, and... and Shen Feng'an seems to have a sense of it, and he wants it from the bottom of his heart.

"Master, I...I want this." Shen Feng'an knew that the stone's spiritual power was weak, and it looked like a vase at first glance, but since he felt it, he felt that he should take it.

But he didn't have any money, so he had to borrow it from Ling Chen.

"Reason." Ling Chen glanced at the blood-red spirit stone, narrowed his eyes and looked at Shen Fengan, but did not directly refuse.

"I...I feel that I have to buy it." Shen Fengan said in a softer voice, he knew that what he said was like a brat who lied to his parents to buy him toys, but he...he actually didn't lie.

"Okay." Ling Chen pondered for a while, but actually agreed.

Due to the weak spiritual power, not many people bid for this spiritual stone.

But in the end they bought it at a very low price, and they still heard some discordant voices when they went out.

"I don't know who took advantage of it, but even bought such a thin spirit stone."

"I think he's sitting in a private room. He can't be a mortal who doesn't know the goods?"

"I think it is, no monk would buy this thing, it's an idiot who bought this useless stone!"

Shen Feng'an's face was red, it didn't matter how many times he was called a fool by Ling Chen, but he couldn't stand being called a fool like this by outsiders.

Ling Chen also kept these words in his ears, but he didn't get angry when he walked out of the auction venue, but after he went out, he cast a small spell casually, making these people unlucky for a day.

Shen Feng'an didn't know anything, but after returning to the inn, he heard that a group of monks were shitted by birds while walking on the road, and were chased and bitten by monsters when they left the city, even their pants were bitten off.

As for the others, Shen Feng'an didn't listen any more.

It's not that he didn't listen, but Ling Chen called him, saying that a secret realm suddenly opened outside Canghai City.

"Since we met, it's your chance." Ling Chen lowered his eyes to look at Shen Feng'an, and looked into those eyes full of confusion.

"Then let's go and have a look." Shen Feng'an nodded heavily, he knew that following Ling Chen, he was the one who would win, and he was not afraid of entering any secret realm or secret realm.

-

This time the secret realm is unknown, and no one knows where it came from.

The entrance is a forest, and passing through the enchantment like a water mirror, there is a forest that can't be seen at a glance.

There are vines all over the forest, and they will attack you when passing by, and they may even give you a dance.

There are quite a few sand sculptures, and for Shen Feng'an who has only seen vines dancing, he even let go of his few guards because of this.

Plus with Ling Chen by his side, Shen Feng'an only thought that he was here for a trip.

"Concentrate." Ling Chen reminded with disapproval.

"Okay." Shen Fengan replied very perfunctorily.

While talking, the two of them barely walked to a waterfall in the forest.

Based on Shen Feng'an's countless experiences in reading articles, there must be a cave behind this waterfall, and there may even be some treasure.

But whether it is treasure or not is not important to Shen Fengan at this time.

When he stepped forward, he accidentally stepped on something, and layers of fog enveloped the two of them in an instant.

"Shen Feng'an!"

Seeing the mist appear, Ling Chen's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly reached out to grab Shen Feng'an, but it was in vain.

His heart skipped a beat, and the ice-attribute spiritual power spread rapidly around him, freezing the mist to a noticeable pause.

He lost the little fox...