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Chapter 445

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"This is the Golden Flame Tea collected by Yu Xi. Try it!" Yan Chuan smiled.

Feng Yinyang exclaimed, "Prince Yan, you're so lucky!"

Mo Yu Xi blushed slightly.

"Meow!" Meow was lying on Mo Yu Xi's shoulder, looking listless.

"Yes, I, Yan Chuan, am more lucky!" Yan Chuan smiled.

After saving his life in the Demon Wind Mountain Range and Yan Chuan's mysterious performance, Feng Yinyang had adjusted his attitude. At the very least, their positions were equal.

"Prince Yan, that day you said …!" Feng Yinyang said anxiously.

"Feng Yinyang, don't you feel awkward talking like that?" Yan Chuan smiled.

Feng Yinyang was silent for a while. Finally, he took a deep breath and gently lifted his hat.

When the hat was lifted, a handsome face was revealed. However, his hair was silver.

"Prince Yan, that Buried Sky Coffin is very important to me. Did you really get it?" Feng Yinyang asked expectantly.

"Yes, it's with me!" Yan Chuan took a sip of the tea and nodded.

"Phew, that's great. Can you give it to me, I …!" Feng Yinyang said excitedly.

"Anyone can see that the Buried Sky Coffin is a great treasure. It might even be a fairy weapon. Why should I give it to you?" Yan Chuan smiled.

"Eh?" Feng Yinyang's expression changed.

Yan Chuan continued to drink his tea unhurriedly.

"Fairy weapon? I can exchange it with a fairy weapon. I have a fairy weapon! "Feng Yinyang said immediately.

Fairy weapon? Mo Yu Xi's eyes lit up. She was surprised that Feng Yinyang had such a great treasure.

Shaking his head, Yan Chuan smiled and said, "Fairy weapon? I, Yan Chuan, don't care about it! "

"Eh?" Feng Yinyang looked at Yan Chuan in surprise.

Fairy weapon? That was a Fairy weapon. Yan Chuan didn't care about it?

Mo Yu Xi also looked at Yan Chuan in surprise. Finally, a trace of admiration flashed in her eyes for Yan Chuan's boldness.

Yan Chuan naturally liked fairy weapons.... but exchanging a fairy weapon for the Buried Sky Coffin? Perhaps some people would be blinded by greed, but how could Yan Chuan's experience be so shallow? Yan Chuan had already set his sights on the world.

Yan Chuan believed that he would have a fairy weapon sooner or later, and he would have a lot of it. However, talents were hard to come by. If he could get Feng Yinyang, wouldn't he have the Buried Sky Coffin, the fairy weapon, and Feng Yinyang at the same time?

"Prince Yan, what do you want?" Feng Yinyang said in a low voice.

"I heard that Fengshui masters are divided into Southern Sect and Northern Sect. Are you from Southern Sect?" Yan Chuan asked.

"That's right. In Southern Sect, my status is equivalent to Mo Yu Xi's Saintess!" Feng Yinyang nodded.

"Oh?" Mo Yu Xi looked at Feng Yinyang in surprise.

Mo Yu Xi's status was equivalent to that of a middle sect leader!

However, Yan Chuan heard another layer of meaning from Feng Yinyang's words. Feng Yinyang was not willing to give up his current status.

Sighing in his heart, Yan Chuan knew that he could not force it now.

"I can give you the Buried Sky Coffin, but you have to promise me three things!" Yan Chuan said in a low voice.

"As long as you don't violate my principles and don't betray the sect, Feng Yinyang will definitely fulfill the three conditions. Prince Yan, please tell me!" Feng Yinyang said solemnly.

Smiling, Yan Chuan said, "Don't worry, I won't violate your principles. I can only think of one of the three conditions. As for the other two, I'll tell you later?"

Feng Yinyang frowned and finally nodded. "Please tell me!"

Yan Chuan flipped his hand and took out a large number of blueprints and a few letters.

"Take these letters to Carefree City and hand them to Liu Jin, Huo Guang, and Feng Tairan. They will lead the way for you and handle some trivial matters. After that, you will go to Yanjing and hand these letters to Yi Feng. I want you to help me set up a feng shui array in Yanjing!" Yan Chuan said.

"Set up an array? A feng shui array? That simple? "Feng Yinyang was surprised.

"It's that simple!" Yan Chuan smiled.

"Alright, what array?" Feng Yinyang took a deep breath and said.

"This is an array diagram. Lead a hundred dragon veins into Yanjing and form a hundred dragons pilgrimage. It's the supreme array!" Yan Chuan said.

Feng Yinyang took the blueprints.

"What a domineering feng shui array diagram. A hundred dragons pilgrimage? Supreme array? "Feng Yinyang exclaimed.

PS: Yan Chuan is about to establish his country, and the title of his country has not been decided yet. He has set up a Country Title Building in the book review section. If the emperors have any good suggestions, please write down the title!

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