Wen Xuan pinched an invisibility technique and walked to the reception hall when he left the door. However, he saw a servant taking the boy to the reception hall and walking to the reception hall. He couldn't help but feel suspicious and followed the boy.

The boy seemed to have noticed it and nodded slightly backwards.

Wen Xuan was a little surprised. He didn't expect that the young man's magic power was so powerful that he dared not say other magic. In order to save his life, his father and uncle forced him to practice invisibility skills to the level of perfection.

The three of them entered the reception hall, but saw Meng Yi sitting upright in the seat of honor.

The boy lowered his eyelashes slightly and gave a slight gift from his peers. Meng Yi slightly stood up and returned the gift.

Wen Xuan was still unhappy when he saw Meng Yi and wanted to go up and kill him, but he had to stand behind the young man angrily. Since he had hidden himself, there was no need to hide his anger, so he kept looking at Meng Yi angrily.

I heard Lu Zi'an say, "Brother Huaimin, this is the boy who came out of the ancient painting."

Meng Yi said, "It is well-known and has a very ancient style."

The boy gave a little tribute to him in response.

Lu Ziyu smiled and said, "But he doesn't practice ancient rituals now, nor does he write ancient characters, nor does he need ancient costumes, so it looks like he is not as fun as he did when he first came."

Lu Zi'an signaled Lu Ziyu with his eyes, and Lu Ziyu shut up in disappointment.

Meng Yi said, "Really? Is it really the person who came out of ancient paintings?"

Lu Zian smiled and said, "No, it's just that this young man has no memory, so he doesn't know where he comes from, so he is called a boy who came out of ancient paintings."

Meng Jia stared at the boy for a long time before saying, "I seem to have seen this young master somewhere."

Although the voice was not loud, everyone could hear it clearly. Lu Zian, Lu Ziyu, and Wen Xuan who had hidden himself were all shocked. This was the fourth person who said he had seen the young man. Everyone suddenly focused their eyes on Meng Jia, waiting for him to say where he had seen him.

Meng Jia suddenly panicked and said, "But I can't remember, I've seen him somewhere."

Lu Zian, Lu Ziyu, and Wen Xuan were shocked again. Why did they all feel the same? The four of them felt that they had seen this young master somewhere, but they couldn't remember where they had seen it.

Meng Yi coughed lightly and said, "Jing Yao, don't speak nonsense."

Meng Jia closed her mouth, but her eyes kept looking at the boy intentionally or unintentionally.

Meng Yi said, "This young master is indeed extraordinary."

Wen Xuan thought, "Just say it straight, just say there are traces of Linghua."

Lu Zi'an nodded, and Meng Yi said again, "Please leave and leave. I want to ask Zi'an and this young master some things."

The servants in the room waited for the servants to leave together, leaving only the Lu brothers, the Meng brothers, the young man and Wen Xuan who had hidden himself.

Meng Yi just said, "I, Huayin Meng, have a powerful weapon, and everyone knows it."

Lu Ziyu said, "I know, Fuxi Furnace."

Meng Yi nodded and said, "The usage of this Fuxi furnace is only passed down from generation to generation by my Meng family, and it is a secret that is not passed down."

Lu Zi'an said, "Brother Huaimin has encountered something difficult?"

Meng Yi sighed and then said, "It is indeed as Zi An brother said. Thousands of years ago, my ancestor Meng did not know what the exchange conditions were used at that time, so he borrowed the Fuxi furnace for others to use."

Lu Zian asked in surprise, "Fuxi Furnace is no longer in the mansion?"

Meng Yi said, "It's just that it's been burning for thousands of years. Zu Xun must spare his life to ensure the safety of Fuxi Furnace and not to extinguish it."

Lu Ziyu asked, "Who borrowed it? What is it burned and cast?"

Meng Yi said, "I don't know why people use it, but the heads of the Meng family in all dynasties have the responsibility to protect the Fuxi furnace, and they can also see the things burned in the Fuxi furnace."

Then, his eyes were straight at the boy, "That burning thing is Linghua."

Everyone was shocked. Fuxi Furnace was an ancient divine object, and Linghua was even a rare treasure of heaven and earth for those who practiced. They actually met them together.

Lu Zi'an was the first to calm down and said, "Is it related to this burning Fuxi Furnace?"

Meng Yi did not answer directly, and stopped for a moment, saying, "The spiritual flower in the furnace will inevitably make people feel greedy."

Lu Zi An was relieved and asked again, "Why did Brother Huaimin tell us today?"

"Because", Meng Yi continued to stare at the boy and said, "The fire in the furnace has been extinguished."

The Lu brothers were even more shocked. The fire of Linghua that had been burning for thousands of years was extinguished? Who ignited this fire in the furnace and why did it go out after thousands of years?

Lu Zian also looked at the boy, who still lowered his eyes and could not see any emotional ups and downs.

Lu Zian asked, "I dare to ask Brother Huaimin, when will this furnace be extinguished?"

Meng Yi said, "Three and a half months ago, the Cold Food Festival. That day was when I left the customs, and someone rushed to report that a thousand-year-old inheritance had made such a big mistake, so how could I have the face to meet the ancestors of the Meng family?"

Wen Xuan calculated the time and looked down at the boy.

"The breath of spiritual flowers in the furnace," Meng Yi said word by word, "It is completely consistent with the traces of spiritual flowers on this young man's body."

The third wave of horror swept over like a tide, and Lu Zian felt that he could hardly sit still. Lu Ziyu even fell directly into the white jade tea cup held in his hand, and the crisp sound of jade shattering spread.

Wen Xuan's heart was also like waves. When he first saw this young man, he knew it was extraordinary, but he never expected that it would be related to the Fuxi Furnace, the rich artifacts of the four seas, and the Linghua that had burned for thousands of years.

The young man kept his head down slightly. No matter how Meng Jia looked at him, no matter how Meng Yi's eyes stabbed like a sharp sword, no matter how horrified the Lu brothers' eyes or Wen Xuan's meaningful gaze behind him, he always sat peacefully as a mountain.

But at this moment, his heart was already as chaotic as a storm.

Fuxi Furnace ranks second in the book "Affective Artifacts of Ancient and Modern Times" in the Lu Family Library. According to legend, it was created by Fuxi in ancient times. It can forge mountains, rivers, refine seas, and become a treasure in the world.

This treasure burned the thousand-year-old spiritual energy, but it was extinguished on the day he left with the baby. Moreover, Meng Yi must be very familiar with the spirit energy breath that burned for thousands of years, so he was sure that he was completely consistent with the spirit energy energy on his body.

Who is it, and why, what does burning spiritual flowers in the Fuxi furnace have to do with yourself?

When the boy thought of the Linghua that had been burning for thousands of years, he felt very heartbroken. He just met Meng Yi for the first time and didn't know who he was, so he held back and did not show it.

Lu Zian let out a long sigh, then turned his head and said in a gentle tone, "Young Master, do you know this?"

The boy shook his head silently.

Meng Yi's hostility shot like a sword and a halberd, "Say, did you steal Linghua and extinguish the holy fire in the Fuxi furnace of our clan?"
Chapter completed!