Feng Gelan glanced in the direction of Nanzhou, with a somewhat thoughtful look in his eyes.
Nangong Ranxue and the warriors from Feng Yuan Academy actually had so many eighth-level middle-grade magic weapons in their hands, which was far beyond her expectation.
On the first day back, she heard Feng Yi say something about the secret realm of ancient ruins, but she didn't take it too seriously at first.
Moreover, when she was in a hurry to find trouble with the Xuanjian Sect, she did not listen to Feng Yi elaborate on the details of the matter.
Immediately afterwards, she fought with the Xuanjian Sect in the northern border of Nanzhou, and was severely wounded by the Xuanjian Sect. She spent three months in seclusion to recuperate, and had no chance to go to Feng Yi to learn more about the secret realm of this ancient ruins.
But now it seems that this so-called secret realm of ancient ruins is far from being as simple as I imagined.
"Song Lan!"
While Feng Gelan was deep in thought, Feng Shanxuan flew over and shouted with joy on his face.
"Ancestor!" Feng Gelan nodded, bowed slightly, and saluted Feng Shanxuan.
Facing Feng Shanxuan, Feng Gelan didn't put on any airs of superiority. When she was still in Feng Yuan Dynasty, Feng Shanxuan had always taken good care of her and doted on her.
"Ge Lan, it's great that you're back! I've wanted to meet you for a long time, but I heard Feng Yi say that you were recovering from your injuries, and I was afraid of disturbing you, so I had to endure it!" Feng Shanxuan looked at it.
Looking at Feng Gelan, he said repeatedly.
The strength that Feng Gelan showed today really gave him a big surprise. This strength was much more powerful than the Dark Demon Prisoner.
With Feng Gelan in charge, the Feng Yuan royal family no longer has to fear Feng Yuan Academy and Xuanjian Sect!
"Ancestor, tell me about the secret realm of ancient ruins. You are actually able to get so many eighth-level middle-grade magic weapons. It seems that this secret realm of ancient ruins is really not simple!" Feng Gelan glanced at Feng Gelan.
The eighth-level middle-grade magic weapon in Shan Xuan's hand said.
As a disciple of Tianfeng Palace, he had spent all his savings in order to obtain an eighth-level middle-grade magic weapon. He also owed a lot of favors and had to go through a lot of hard work before he could repay it.
wish.
But now, she actually saw eight-level mid-grade magic weapons in the hands of warriors from the Fengyuan Academy, the Xuanjian Sect, and the Fengyuan Royal Family.
In Feng Gelan's eyes, this is simply unbelievable. When did the dignified eighth-level middle-grade magic weapon become like a rotten street!
Even the disciples of Tianfeng Palace, not everyone can afford the eighth-level middle-grade magic weapon.
There are many disciples of Tianfeng Palace who are in the late stage of Xiaotongxuan Realm or even at the peak of Xiaotongxuan Realm, but they still use eighth-level low-grade magic weapons.
High-level magic weapons are rare no matter where they are.
Therefore, when she saw Feng Shanxuan and these half-step Tongxuan realm warriors almost all holding an eighth-level mid-level magic weapon, Feng Gelan suddenly felt that everything in front of her seemed very unreal, and she even felt a little bit
I doubt whether the scene in front of me is real.
"Okay, let's go back and sit down, and Ancestor will tell you slowly!" Fengshan Xuan said repeatedly.
Facing Feng Gelan, whose cultivation reached the middle stage of Xiaotongxuan Realm, he, the ancestor of the Feng Yuan royal family, did not dare to put on any airs, but instead wanted to please Feng Gelan.
Feng Gelan, Feng Shanxuan and others descended from the sky, returned to Feng Yuan Palace, and took their seats in an extremely luxurious hall.
Seeing this, Feng Yi quickly arranged for a group of maids to serve various delicacies to everyone.
After sitting down, Feng Shanxuan told Feng Gelan about the situation of the secret realm of the ancient ruins in detail.
"These are some of the treasures that our ancestors got from the Qingyang Sect ruins. If you like the songs, you can take them!" Feng Shanxuan said, waving his hand and placing him at the Qingyang Sect ruins.
All the eighth-level middle-grade magic weapons obtained in the mission were taken out and suspended in the center of the hall.
The number of these eighth-level middle-grade magic weapons actually reached five.
When Feng Gelan saw this scene, he couldn't help but look sideways and marveled.
With such a rich net worth, even some inner disciples in Tianfeng Palace may not have such rich financial resources, but so many eighth-level middle-grade magic weapons actually appear in Fengshanxuan, who is only half-step into the profound realm.
For a warrior, this is truly unbelievable.
There are so many chance treasures in this secret place of ancient ruins that it really makes people salivate just thinking about them.
But it is a pity that the space passage into the secret realm of the ancient ruins can only pass through warriors under the Tongxuan Realm. A strong person like her in the Tongxuan Realm can only look at herself and sigh.
"Since the ancestor loves me so much, Gelan will no longer be polite to the ancestor!" Fenggelan said.
As she spoke, she waved her hand, and two of the eighth-level mid-level magic weapons suspended in the center of the hall flew towards her.
She really needs the eighth-level mid-level magic weapon.
With these two eighth-level middle-grade magic weapons in hand, her strength can at least increase several times.
If she had had an eighth-level mid-level magic weapon in her hand during the battle with Nangong Ranxue just now, I am afraid that Nangong Ranxue and that stupid tiger would not have been able to hold on in her hands for so long.
"Hahaha, we are all one family. If Ge Lan likes it, just take it and be polite to the ancestor!" Feng Shanxuan laughed loudly.
He could only use one or two of these eighth-level mid-grade magic weapons at most. As for the extra ones, he couldn't use them at all. In the end, he could only sell them to Baotong Trading Company in exchange for other cultivation resources.
There is nothing better than using these eighth-level mid-grade magic weapons to please Feng Gelan.
"By the way, Ge Lan, my ancestor would like to introduce to you, Your Highness Yanxi, Mr. Fubai and Miss Chengyi are all disciples of Xuanwu Mansion, one of the five major sects. You can get to know each other!"
After Feng Shanxuan finished talking about the secret realm of the ancient ruins, he introduced Yan Xi, Fu Bai and Cheng Yi to Feng Gelan.
"Disciple of Xuanwu Mansion?" When Feng Gelan heard this, he immediately glanced at Yanxi, Fubai and Chengyi.
"Your Highness, the eldest princess!" Yanxi and the others immediately bowed their hands to Feng Gelan very politely.
However, Feng Gelan didn't mean to buy it, but showed a bit of a sneer on his face: "When did Xuanwu Mansion have such weak disciples? You are not even a Xuanjing warrior, how did you become one?
Disciples of the Xuanwu Palace? I’m afraid, you are just anonymous servant disciples of the Xuanwu Palace now, right? Just like that, you dare to say that you are disciples of the Xuanwu Palace?”
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