"Oh... I am unfilial to my descendants and have not been able to bear the joy. Thank you, brother!"

Han Xiaotian and others blushed and bowed to Fang Yuan.

"Well, I'm here this time, just to see how my master's descendants are and take care of him. Now it seems that I'm doing well... I don't need to worry too much..."

Fang Yuan smiled slightly: "It's just that although I have also become a powerful person, Master made too many enemies at the beginning. For the sake of safety, it's better to continue hiding..."

"We know this!"

Han Xiaotian and others smiled bitterly, and then they seemed to remember something, and stood up: "We have retained the same relics from our uncle, please take a look!"

He immediately moved the wine table, lifted a stone slab, and took out a leather bag.

"Um?"

Fang Yuan was stunned.

As early as the beginning, his spiritual thoughts swept here no less than dozens of times, but he did not find the mechanism at all.

It seems that this leather is extraordinary and has a miraculous effect of concealing spiritual thoughts.

Han Xiaotian turned the leather bag over and poured out a bright yellow jade slip, and smiled bitterly: "Originally, this was a thought left by my uncle. He told us that if the descendants have the qualifications of a dream teacher and become a Void Saint, they can deliver this thing. However, we are not talented, and our family's bloodline is thin, and even spiritual scholars have never had it..."

"Um!"

Fang Yuan took it with some curiosity, swept his divine thoughts and immediately realized: "This is the inheritance of the Eight Sword Formation. If a dream master comes out, you can indeed embark on the road of the Dream Soldier Division... Huh?"

I have already had this inheritance, so naturally there is nothing.

But after Fang Yuan’s spiritual thoughts saw that there was another piece of information behind the Eight Gate Sword Formation. He couldn’t help but feel moved and remembered it directly.

"This thing has some effect on me..., so I will record it one or two!"

He generously threw the Ming Huangyu Slip back to Han Xiaotian. After thinking about it, he took out another blood-red jade Slip: "In this place, there is a set of martial arts called Qiankun Giant Spirit Art. It can open the eight veins and condense the true body of the giant spirit. It is also a good technique in Daqian. Moreover, the origin is very clean, so you don't have to be afraid of being discovered!"

When the Yang family was destroyed, the Qiankun Giant Spirit Technique had already been out of the way, but there were martial arts for sale in the dream world, so it was nothing.

"Thank you sir!"

Han Xiaotian was overjoyed. Although his thunderbolt hand was domineering, he did not have the method of condensing the holy body. At this time, he had this giant spirit skill, which was the foundation for the rise of a family.

"Well, after the matter is done, I should leave too!"

Fang Yuan gave a slight gift, and a layer of mist appeared around him, and the people present immediately looked confused.
Chapter completed!