"In the stone bench? Are you sure?" Ling Fan asked in disbelief.

"Hey, boy, are you doubting my words? That's all I can say. It's up to you whether you believe it or not."

"Okay, which stone bench is it in?" Ling Fan asked directly.

"The stone bench by the window where the man in blue is sitting." Fumo said.

Ling Fan came to the side of the man in blue, looked at the man in blue, scratched his head and said with some embarrassment: "Senior brother, can you give me this stone bench?"

The man in blue was originally holding a scroll and looking at the Taoist arts. He was suddenly disturbed and naturally felt angry. He was about to angrily scold Ling Fan for being ignorant. When there were so many stools nearby, he raised his head.

He suddenly discovered that the person who disturbed him turned out to be Ling Fan who defeated Fang Ming. He was present at the scene that day, witnessed the whole process, and saw Ling Fan's power with his own eyes. So when he saw that it was Ling Fan, he was originally furious.

A smile immediately appeared on his face: "Aren't you Ling Fan? How dare you call me Senior Brother? You're really embarrassing me. I should be the one calling you Senior Brother."

"Oh, it's okay, can you give me the stone bench you are sitting on?" Ling Fan said again.

"TMD, isn't this Ming Ming looking for trouble? He defeated Fang Ming on his own, so he thought he could walk away from Tianyun Sect in the future. Damn, that's too much!" The boy in blue cursed secretly in his heart, but he didn't dare to show it.

When I came out, I was just thinking about it. Although I felt unhappy, I still asked in a friendly manner: "Senior brother Ling Fan, why do you want my stone bench? Aren't there many stone benches next to it?" Originally, there were only a few disciples on the third floor.

, so there were still many empty stone benches. Seeing Ling Fan insisting on his stone bench, the boy in blue asked.

Precisely because the third floor was smaller and less crowded, it seemed quieter and more elegant. Therefore, the conversation between Ling Fan and the boy in blue naturally attracted the attention of several other disciples. At this time, they unconsciously focused on Ling Fan.

Every body.

Ling Fan scratched his head and said nonchalantly: "Um??? I think your stone bench is more beautiful. I want to move it to my other courtyard to decorate my other courtyard." Ling Fan's face was burning and he felt

Everyone stared at him strangely. His excuse was really lame. All the stone benches were the same, and these stone benches were very common. Some people even said they liked the stone benches, which made everyone feel weird.

looked at Ling Fan.

The boy in blue is sweating like a waterfall, is this an excuse?

"Oh, that's fine. Since senior brother likes it, then I'll be the beauty of a man." Although this excuse is weird, after all, he can't continue to occupy the stone bench and continue to sit on the stone bench.

Fan's face was lost. The boy in blue was very smart. Since Ling Fan gave him the steps to go down, he naturally followed them.

"Haha, thank you, senior brother." Ling Fan picked up the stone bench, thanked the boy in blue, and walked to the second floor with the stone bench in his arms.

The disciples on the third floor stared at Ling Fan who was walking towards the second floor with a stone bench in his arms with puzzled and weird expressions. They couldn't figure it out. It would be too abnormal to enter the Taoist Pavilion without looking for a stone bench.

???

Ling Fan shamelessly walked to the second floor. Although it would be easy for people to misunderstand him, there was no other way. He could not cut open the stone bench in public. For the treasure inside, he had to "endure the humiliation and bear the burden"

"He carried the stone bench back to the other courtyard.

Ling Fan walked to the second floor. The disciple in charge of managing the Taoist Pavilion looked at Ling Fan doubtfully: "Is this?"

"Oh, I think this stone bench is very beautiful, so I want to take him back to another courtyard." Although this excuse was terrible, he had to continue to use it. In such a short time, he only wanted to come up with this reason.

"This stone bench is very ordinary. You don't need this kind of stone bench to decorate other courtyards, right?" Hearing Ling Fan say this, the disciple became even more confused.

"My taste is different from that of ordinary people. The more ordinary the more I like it. I think this stone bench can be taken out, right?"

"It's nothing. There's no need to register. I just don't understand. Why don't you need a stone bench for your Taoist skills?"

"It's okay if you don't need to register. If you can't figure it out, forget it. I'll leave first." Ling Fan said with a smile.

Then he carried the stone bench and walked to the first floor. The disciples on the first floor had seen Ling Fan walking up there before, so they kept paying attention to the place above and did not focus on the Taoist arts or classics in their hands.

At this time, when he saw Ling Fan walking down and holding an ordinary stone bench, he suddenly became strange and secretly thought that Ling Fan had lost his mind because of the battle with Fang Ming?

Ling Fan didn't dare to look at the people around him. This time he was embarrassed at his grandma's house. He was thinking that he was probably the first person from the Tianyun Sect to enter the Taoist Pavilion and hold the stone bench.

Some of the female disciples who had winked at Ling Fan looked at Ling Fan in a strange way as he hurriedly walked out of the Taoist Pavilion with a stone bench in his arms. They secretly thought that this guy had some special hobbies? No wonder he didn't react when he winked at him. It turned out to be because??

?From then on, Ling Fan had a new title in their hearts - "Brother Lovestool".

Ling Fan didn't know that he had a new name among those female disciples. He just hugged the stone bench and hurried out. This time he was so embarrassed. Now he just wanted to hurry back to his home with the stone bench in his arms.

Then take out the good things inside to comfort your unbalanced soul.

"Fu Mo, if there is no good stuff in this stone bench today, I won't be done with you!" Ling Fan said angrily.

"Hehe, let me tell you, you kid, you were so smart but you were confused for a while. You are indeed a bit of an idiot. You don't know how to put the stone bench into the Najia? You can't blame me for suffering."

"Damn it, if you didn't tell me earlier, did you mean to make me laugh?"

"Hey, who told you to be so thin-skinned? You were just holding a rock bench in the Taoist pavilion. What's the point of being embarrassed? So in the future, you have to be thicker-skinned and calm down in everything you do, so you won't forget things so easily.

Fumo said with seriousness and sincerity.

Ling Fan actually wanted to say that not only was I calm, but my balls were hurting now. But after thinking about it, he still didn't say it. He was too lazy to talk nonsense to Fu Mo. Seeing that there was no one around, he put the stone bench into the ring and patted it.

Palm, he walked towards Zizhu Peak with a calm expression.

After finally returning to his own courtyard, Ling Fan could no longer remain calm. He quickly took out the stone bench and looked at it from left to right. It looked like an ordinary stone bench.

"Fu Mo, are you sure there is something in here? Why can't I feel it?" Ling Fan said with some doubt.

"Hey, this stone bench has a special prohibition added to it. Of course, ordinary people can't feel it. However, some special things can also resonate with this prohibition, so getting the things inside completely depends on chance, so from a certain

From this perspective, this is also your opportunity."

"Huh???" Ling Fan nodded, then placed the stone bench on the ground and struck at the stone bench with one palm.

Suddenly, the stone bench shattered into pieces with a bang, and a scroll fell out from the stone bench.
Chapter completed!