"It's my fault for making the dean worry."

Chen Qingyuan admitted his mistake and expressed his apology.

"It's enough that you know you're wrong. I forgive you."

Seeing Chen Qingyuan's lively appearance, how could Yan Ximeng really blame him? She smiled and spoke in a gentle tone.

"Dean, Uncle Master, what are you doing here?"

Glancing at the endless yellow sand around him, Chen Qingyuan talked about business and expressed the doubts in his mind.

This is a desolate place, not a good place for romance.

Unless they have different tastes from ordinary people and like this style.

"Looking for opportunities."

Yan Ximeng did not intend to hide it. While speaking, she took out a rectangular piece of iron from the Sumeru Ring. The piece of iron was covered with rust, and it was unknown how long it had been destroyed.

If you look closely, you can find some words on the iron sheet.

But these words are rather strange and I don’t know what they mean.

"A few years ago, I went to a ghost market in a busy area and bought this item because it looked very old. I studied it for a while at first, but found nothing, so I threw it aside and ignored it. This time, when I entered the road of proof, the iron sheet actually reacted."

Yan Ximeng briefly described the origin of the ancient iron sheet and continued, "According to the guidance of the faint law on the iron sheet, we came here and are investigating the specific cause, but have not made any progress yet."

"Can you show it to me?"

Chen Qingyuan kept staring at the piece of iron in Yan Ximeng's hand, wanting to take a closer look at it.

"Take it."

Not to mention a piece of rusty iron of unknown origin, even if it was a treasure she carried with her, Yan Ximeng would give it away without hesitation.

I reached out and touched the iron sheet, and a chill started from my fingertips and instantly spread throughout my body.

Gently rub the surface of the iron sheet, feeling the touch of each word.

Caress and watch at the same time.

After a long while, Chen Qingyuan had no idea and returned the iron sheet to Yan Ximeng: "I can't understand the words on it. It may be a specific symbol of a certain ethnic group."

I searched my entire sea of ​​consciousness but couldn't find any corresponding clues.

"Om-"

Yan Ximeng had just taken it in her hand when the iron sheet shook slightly, revealing a strange light. Although this ray of light was fleeting, it did not escape the eyes of Chen Qingyuan and others.

"There's another reaction."

Yan Ximeng and Xiao Junchou looked indifferent. They must have seen this more than once and were used to it.

"There are indeed unusual fluctuations in the laws." Chen Qingyuan immediately took action, his spiritual sense covering the entire planet, checking every inch of land.

After searching for a long time, nothing was found.

Not only the surface, but also the center of the earth was observed, and nothing could be found that had any connection with the ancient iron sheet.

"This thing is very hard. I can't damage it with my strength."

This thing is indestructible. Yan Ximeng tried hard several times but couldn't hurt it at all.

As it has survived such a long time without turning into powder, the material of the iron sheet must be very powerful.

"Based on my experience, maybe there is a very hidden independent space here."

Since the ancient iron sheet has changed a little, then this place is definitely not as simple as it seems on the surface. Chen Qingyuan has encountered similar situations before. As for how to find the small world with inconspicuous traces, it depends on fate.

"Let it go!"

Yan Ximeng was not in a hurry. If she couldn't find it today, she would come for a walk when she had time later.

Perhaps the time has not yet come, and it is not yet known what opportunities the ancient piece of iron is involved in.

Putting away the iron sheet, Yan Ximeng looked at Chen Qingyuan and whispered softly: "What are your plans for the future? Are you going to kill your way to the top of the road?"

“Look at the scenery everywhere, there is no clear direction to go.”

Chen Qingyuan answered.

"Would you like to accompany us?"

Yan Ximeng invited him.

Just as he was about to reply, Chen Qingyuan sensed a hint of ill intention, the source of which was Xiao Junchou.

Xiao Junchou gave him a look that made his meaning clear. "Don't come and join in the fun, just meet me, get lost!"

"No." Chen Qingyuan didn't want to disturb the two people in front of him, so he refused.

You are sensible. It’s worth it that your master tried his best to protect you.

Xiao Junchou nodded secretly and smiled with relief.

"Dean, Uncle Master, I'm leaving first."

After chatting for a few words, Chen Qingyuan stepped into the starry sky and gradually went away.

After so many years, Xiao Junchou and Yan Ximeng have not made any substantial progress, and they still maintain the ambiguous relationship of a senior sister and a junior. Although Xiao Junchou broke the window paper, the two still have not confirmed their relationship.

The reason is simple. Yan Ximeng doesn't want her Taoist partner to be too weak.

With Yan Ximeng's current strength, she could suppress Xiao Junchou with one hand. It's not that she looked down on Xiao Junchou, but she wanted to urge him to practice hard and not be as lazy as before.

"Sister, this place is not suitable for staying for long, let's go somewhere else!"

The look in Xiao Junchou's eyes when he looked at Yan Ximeng was full of affection, and it had never changed from his youth to now.

"Listen to you."

Yan Ximeng nodded and said.

The two came to prove their way, not expecting to reach the top, which was unrealistic, they just wanted to gain some luck and increase their strength.

"There are still a hundred boxes of Zhixiangzhai's cakes, please feel free to eat them, Senior Sister."

Walking slowly forward, Xiao Junchou took out a box of fragrant snacks and held it in front of Yan Ximeng with both hands, tenderly and affectionately.

This pastry shop is quite famous. It uses various spiritual objects as raw materials to carefully make its pastries, and they are Yan Ximeng’s favorite pastries.

Chen Qingyuan was here just now, and Xiao Junchou was afraid that it would be divided up, so he deliberately didn't take it out.

"water."

Yan Ximeng ate two pieces of cake.

Xiao Junchou, who had already prepared the special syrup, immediately handed over the cup.

Practitioners don’t need food to fill their stomachs, let alone a top-notch cultivator like Yan Ximeng.

This behavior is completely about enjoying life. To be more precise, it is obviously about romance and making up for the regrets of youth.

"Senior sister, my shoulders are a little sore, would you like to give me a massage?"

Sitting on a chariot, Xiao Junchou shamelessly made a request.

"roll."

Yan Ximeng was flipping through a book and scolded without even raising her head.

There is a line of words written on the cover of the book - the story that the dean's sister and I have to tell.

The author of the story is Chen Yiyi from Qingzong.

This girl's business even covers the prosperous areas of Luoshenxu.

Using the storybook as a gimmick, he opened up trade channels in various regions, and his business grew bigger and bigger. If he continued like this, sooner or later he would be able to create the most prosperous chamber of commerce in the universe.

"Oh." Xiao Junchou was not discouraged after being rejected, nor did he leave. Instead, he moved closer: "Senior Sister, how about I give you a massage?"

This calculation is so loud that anyone can guess what the intention is.

With a "pop", Yan Ximeng swung her palm and slapped Xiao Junchou out of the chariot. Then a cold voice came out: "Wait until you can beat me before you take advantage of me."