In the evening, while immersing in the fear of being dominated by carrots, Lianyin asked whether He Nanfeng knew about the Ziyang Ding without any grudges.

Given the joke that He Nanfeng made her during the day, Lianyin decided to fight quickly and successfully help the Jindan practice as soon as possible, so she no longer had to worry.

However, because the system could not find the whereabouts of Ziyang Ding, even Yin could only ask He Nanfeng if he had heard of it as a dead horse.

But hesitated after hearing this, He Nanfeng showed some hesitation, and did not answer Lianyin as soon as possible.

Seeing this, Lian Yin immediately confirmed that He Nanfeng must have known something and stopped gnawing the carrot. He quickly asked He Nanfeng tentatively: "Has Master heard of it? Or, Master knows where the Ziyang Cauldron is?"

When Lian Yin looked at He Nanfeng with a serious expression, He Nanfeng couldn't help but raise his hand to cover his chest. It's been an afternoon, so why is the abnormality still not going well?

He Nanfeng grabbed his eyebrows and thoughtful. Lianyin didn't know what he was thinking and did not dare to urge him.

It was not until a long time later that He Nanfeng didn't speak, but Lianyin wanted to ask again. He Nanfeng finally came back to his senses from the question he couldn't understand, recalling the question that Lianyin asked him just now.

Then before Lianyin asked again, "Is the Ziyang Cauldron? I have seen it several times." After all, he is an old man, and he has many knowledge of various treasures.

He Nanfeng's words immediately made Lianyin and the system come together to be interested.

The system even said: "Look, listen, I haven't seen it once, but I have seen it a few times." This answer is really much awesome than the news he found.

Lian Yin hurriedly followed up and asked him: "Does the master know where it is?"

To this question, He Nanfeng quickly answered: "I don't know."

This answer made Lianyin, who was somewhat expectant, suddenly feel a little disappointed.

"But..." The standard He Nanfeng style breathed again when he spoke, "It should be in the remains of a monk. I remember that when the monk who owned the Ziyang Cauldron fell, no one else took him away." The Ziyang Cauldron was also an immortal weapon after all. If someone got it, he would definitely not hide it.

If Lian Yin hadn't suddenly mentioned the Ziyang Cauldron to him today, he wouldn't have remembered this treasure. No one outside the room would have become its new owner.

However, thinking of this, He Nanfeng was also curious: "How did you know about the Ziyang Ding?" His apprentice is young, how could he know so many things? He was too lazy to think about this problem before. Now he thought about it and felt that it was still mysterious.

Lianyin didn't expect that He Nanfeng would suddenly become sensitive today and did not prepare a perfect answer for the moment. Now he could only say something casually: "I saw it when I was reading a book."

"Oh." He Nanfeng responded, and accepted it so easily.

This is the correct way to open He Nanfeng!

Lian Yin's thoughts were all on the monk mentioned by He Nanfeng, and he chased him and asked, "Do you still remember that monk? It's the monk who owns the Ziyang Cauldron. Is the Ziyang Cauldron in his ruins? Does the Master know where the monk's ruins are?"

She knew that in the world of immortal cultivation, after the cultivator fell, as long as the cultivator had a strong cultivator, he could go to the caves of the fallen cultivators to search for treasures. Anyone who found them and finally got them can become the owner of the treasure accordingly. No one would blame the cultivator for picking up dead things, and no one would say that he would hand over the goods to the country.

After asking several questions, even if He Nanfeng was stupid, he could guess what Lianyin might have to do.

He asked Lianyin directly: "You ask these questions, may you want to go to the monk's ruins to explore?"

Always, even the pronunciation and He Nanfeng's speech have not turned a lot. Because she is not used to the hidden way of speaking, He Nanfeng's intestines are straight and he can't understand it even if he turns around too much. Therefore, she did not hide it this time and nodded according to his words.

"Yes, the disciple wants to explore the remains of the monk."

"For the Purple Yang Cauldron?" He Nanfeng asked again.

Lian Yin continued to nod: "Yes, the disciple wants the Ziyang Cauldron."

After hearing her answer, He Nanfeng did not continue to ask questions, but his brows frowned again, and his eyes fell on Lianyin's face.

Lianyin couldn't understand the meaning in his eyes, and could only vaguely see that he suddenly seemed a little unhappy and sad.

Because he really couldn't see through He Nanfeng's emotions, and he didn't speak, Lian Yin had no choice but to ask himself: "Master, what's wrong with you?"

He Nanfeng's eyes slowly showed a little sadness. After a long time, he slowly asked, "Don't you want to throw yourself into his door?"

"What?" Lianyin was stunned, feeling that she had heard the word wrong.

After He Nanfeng repeated the question quietly, he continued: "You want Ziyang Ding, do you want to learn alchemy with the fifth junior brother?"

Only then did Lianyin understand He Nanfeng's thoughts and his sudden change of emotions, and directly made her laugh and cry.

After controlling his helplessness, Lian Yin sighed silently, looked at He Nanfeng and said seriously: "Master, the disciple does not intend to learn alchemy with the fifth uncle, nor has he ever thought of not joining his sect. The disciple just wants that purple Yang Cauldron, just want it."

He Nanfeng didn't say anything, as if he was thinking about whether Lianyin's words were true or false, mainly for good reason. Lianyin suddenly wanted the Ziyang Cauldron, which really made him unable to understand.

However, deep in He Nanfeng's heart, he still believed in his apprentice, so after thinking about it for a while, he no longer wasted his energy and chose to believe in Lianyin.

But Lian Yin became enlightened at this time and flattered He Nanfeng: "Master is one of the few venerables in the God Transformation Stage in this world. I have such a powerful master, why should I not think of opening the door to join him? I am enough to be my master's disciple."

He Nanfeng suddenly felt like he was bathed in spring breeze. All the previous messy emotions were gone, but he still controlled a faint tone and said slowly: "Three."

"Hmm?" Lianyin was stunned for a moment, not understanding.

He Nanfeng said: "Three, the first place is the teacher."

Lianyin now understood in a flash that He Nanfeng meant that there were only three venerables who entered the God Transformation Stage today, and his strength was the highest.

Lianyin took some ruthlessness to force herself not to show a laughing and crying expression. Not only did she not show any expression of shame, she also agreed to his words: "Yes, Master is the most powerful person in the world. I have Master, and I am enough to have Master. No matter how powerful other monks are, they can't catch them."

He Nanfeng couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips. I wonder if Lianyin was serious when he said this. In short, it seemed that he could interpret other meanings in He Nanfeng's ears, so his heart seemed to be a little drifting.

When he floated, he immediately ignored the others and said "Okay".

"Since you want the Ziyang Cauldron, you must be satisfied as a teacher."
Chapter completed!