Chapter 59 Absurd Deacon Elder

The fifth floor of the auction house, in the most central pavilion.

The handsome and gentle Lan Rongruo pointed to everything in the room and talked freely, "Here, even the monks of the God period don't want to peep into you and me, but we can see any corner of the opposite auction table through a green heart window in front of us, and we guarantee that we will not miss any treasures."

Zhang Yan stood next to the green heart window mentioned by Lan Rongruo and looked out. As expected, he could clearly see the auction table. Because they were on five floors, from the perspective of overlooking it, the whole auction table was like something in the palm of his hand, delicately exposed. I can't help praising, "The person who refines this window must be extraordinary, at least a senior refiner, right?"

Lan Rongruo walked to Zhang Yan and looked out with Zhang Yan. After a sound, he said leisurely, "Yes, this Cuixin window is specially refined by Zhenlongfang for the auction house. It can be said that it is a unique thing."

"I heard that the treasures to be photographed today are rare and precious. What are they?" Zhang Yan is a little curious.

Lan Rongruo shook his head and said, "There are indeed many good things, but today's focus is not on auctioning treasures. You will know when you see them later."

Zhang Yan was stunned and silent for a while. He decided to speak bluntly about his doubts and immediately said, "Why did you invite me here? I am a mid-term foundation monk..."

Lan Rong Ruo waved his hand to interrupt him and laughed, "You don't have to hide it from me. You are not a foundation-building monk. I have no purpose in inviting you to come. I just want you to show you the big shots here today."

When Lan Rongruo saw **, Zhang Yan was a little surprised. You should know that even Qianyuzong Huankong and other Yuanying monks could not notice his magic, but he would not be broken by Lan Rongruo.

Shaking his head, Zhang Yan said, "In that case, I'm leaving now. I can't see a big man!" After saying that, he turned around and left.

"Zhang Yan, stop!"

Zhang Yan turned his head and his eyes soared, "Do you know my name?"

Lan Rongruo nodded and did not answer him, but said another sentence with a wry smile, "No wonder Master Zeng said that you were as stubborn as a donkey. At first I didn't believe it, but now I finally believe it and completely believe it."

Zengfuzi?

"Do you know Zeng Fuzi?" Zhang Yan was shocked and suddenly understood that since Lan Rong mentioned Zeng Fuzi, there was no doubt that he knew his name.

"Of course, who in Zhenlongfang doesn't know his old man's?"

Lan Rongruo smiled and pulled Zhang Yan back into the chair and sat down. He sat opposite Zhang Yan and said, "I thought you would witness the layout of the whole auction house and see the formation set up in the pavilion in front of you. Unexpectedly, you didn't see anything, which was a waste of my attention."

Zhang Yan was stunned and asked, "What do you say?"

Lanrong Ruoqi said, "Didn't Zengfuzi pass on his inheritance to you?"

Inheritance?

Zhang Yan shook his head and said, "I've only studied with my husband for a few years, but I haven't learned any of his skills."

Lan Rongruo was even more strange. He pointed to the green heart window and said, "Can't you see the array arranged above?"

"Do you mean the formation?"

Lan Rongruo nodded: "What do you think it is?"

Zhang Yan instantly remembered the jade slip that recorded the foundation of the five elements array given to him by Zeng Fuzi, and the words on the last page of the jade slip came to his mind again.

At this moment, he completely understood that Zeng Fuzi was a senior array mage! And he is still a powerful monk who enters the Tao with a formation method!

Isn't Zeng a man from Confucianism in northern Xinjiang? Why did you get involved with Zhenlongfang again?

At this time, Zhang Yan acquiesced in the fact that he was inherited by Zeng Fuzi in front of Lan Rongruo. He saw that Lan Rongruo was so kind to himself because of the relationship between Master Zeng. Since all the formations of Zhenlongfang were arranged by Master Zeng, Lan Rongruo, a person from Zhenlongfang, would never harm him.

At this moment, he finally completely planned a trace of doubt in his heart. At the same time, he rudely asked his doubts.

Lan Rongruo thought about it and just told Zhang Yan that Zeng Fuzi was one of the deacons and elders of Zhenlongfang. He learned about Zhang Yan at the high-level meeting of Zhenlongfang three years ago.

Zeng Fuzi, as a deacon and elder of Zhenlongfang, announced in public at the meeting that his disciple Zhang Yan would be responsible for all the affairs he undertake in Zhenlongfang, and he would no longer interfere.

At that moment, Zhang Yan unconsciously replaced Zeng Fuzi and became one of the deacon elders of Zhenlongfang, which has been passed down for nearly ten thousand years and spread all over the continent.

Zengfuzi's move attracted the attention of all the senior officials of Zhenlongfang. Seeing that Zengfuzi had decided to go, he also turned his eyes to Zhang Yan, a teenager he had never met.

The next thing was logical. The senior management of Zhenlongfang conveyed this news to the branches in the whole mainland, and it was natural for Lan Rong to know about it.

After listening, Zhang Yan pulled the corners of his mouth and said in consterren, "I'm one of the elders of Zhenlongfang now?"

Lan Rongruo nodded and joked, "Don't you believe it? Do you have to let me, a little man, salute the elders as a disciple before you believe it?

Zhang Yan felt that his mind was a little confused. This matter was really too ridiculous. He casually sold something and accidentally saw a person and was labeled as an elder. Isn't that crazy?

After a long time, he asked, "Zeng Fuzi gave me this position. Don't you other elders of Zhenlongfang object?"

Lanrong sighed gently and said, "Of course not. Who dares to challenge his authority?"

Zhang Yan said incredulously, "So plagiarism?"

Lan Rongruo smiled bitterly and said, "If you are a master-level array mage, naturally no one dares to challenge your authority."

This sentence is like a blockbuster, completely stunning Zhang Yan. There are also master-level array mages in the world!? Isn't this too appalling?

Zhang Yan can't understand how powerful a master-level array mage is. He only has a shallow conversion concept. A senior array mage can provoke all forces to seize and be respected by everyone. What about a master-level array mage who is one level higher than a senior array mage? If he competes for a master level Can't the array mage cause a huge power war!?

At this moment, Zeng's image was infinitely enlarged in Zhang Yan's eyes, almost as a fairy figure. It's no longer the thin old man who always smiles in his impression...

"Incredible?" Lan Rong Ruo asked.

"Hmm." Zhang Yan nodded subconsciously.

"Me too." Lan Rong sighed, as if he had witnessed the peerless demeanor of Zeng Fuzi.

The two fell into silence until a clear bell rang in their ears that they woke up and looked out of Cui Xin's window, and couldn't help but be stunned.

The auction has begun!

"You said..." Zhang Yan had something else to ask, but was stopped by Lan Rongruo by waved his hand. He pointed out of Cui Xin's window and said, "The good play is about to be on the stage. You and I will be a bystander to watch the bustle. Such a wonderful bustle, once in a thousand years, miss it, it's hard to tolerate..."

Zhang Yan's words were interrupted, and he rolled his eyes in his heart and said, "Am I the elder of Zhenlongfang?"

"Yes." Lan Rongruo did not look back and looked out of Cuixin's window with an excited face.

"Then can I order you to answer me a few questions?" Zhang Yan saw his unreasonable appearance, so he pretended to be a tiger.

Lan Rongruo then turned around, looked at Zhang Yan, smiled and said, "The personnel of Zhenlongfang are prohibited from appearing in the cabinet. At this time, we can only be friends, not superiors and subordinates.

Zhang Yan was stunned and really didn't know what to say. For a moment, his face was quite embarrassed. The first time he pulled the tiger's skin as a flag, but he was punctured by a word...

Zhang Yan buried his doubts and remembered what he had just heard. His expression was still a little trance. When he came to Lan Rong Ruo, he inadvertently glanced at the auction table, and his mind was immediately attracted.

At this time, all the solar stones at the top of the arch building were extinguished, and the whole hall fell into the night. Only on the gorgeous and exquisite auction platform opposite, there is a faint purple light, like tens of millions of fireflies dancing during this period, full of dreamy colors.

In the middle of the table, there is a beautiful woman with a beautiful figure, charming but dignified and abnormal appearance. Her eyes are like autumn water flowing, and her lips are a little red. The skin of bullying frost and snow seems to overflow with water with a gentle pinch. She simply stands in thousands of purple light, and her amazing charm instantly conquers the scene. Ten thousand monks.

What a charming and enchanting beautiful woman~~