“Huh?”

Chen Feng exclaimed lightly, looking at the soul-devouring jar that Yuan Tianchen fell on the ground, revealing a curiosity.

He suddenly felt a strange fluctuation of power in this soul-devouring pot.

Could it be that there are really evil ghosts living here?

Chen Feng bent down, picked up the Soul-Devouring Can, and observed it carefully.

Yuan Tianchen was on the side, and suddenly felt nervous, and he wanted to speak but stopped.

This soul-devouring jar is the treasure of the Yin-Yang Sect. Chen Feng is not interested in it and wants to take it for himself, right?

When Yuan Tianchen thought of this possibility, he was very anxious.

But due to Chen Feng's strength, he didn't dare to speak, and he almost cried with a bitter face.

This time I came to Yuncheng. Although I made some money, I almost died due to injury.

If you lose the treasure of the sect again, it will be a loss.

Chen Feng held the Soul-Devouring Can and looked at it for a while, he suddenly became bored and lost interest.

Among the eight or nine mysterious skills, there is a special way to catch ghosts.

Although Chen Feng did not study in depth, he still understood some basic common sense.

He soon discovered that there was a soul in this soul-devouring jar.

However, this soul is no longer tolerated by heaven and earth, and can only live in this soul-devouring jar.

Moreover, every time it is released, it comes at the cost of life consumption.

Chen Feng roughly estimated that if he was released for up to ten times, his soul would completely die.

By then, the Soul-Devouring Can will also become a waste product.

"Help him stabilize his soul!"

Chen Feng raised his eyebrows and used the way to control ghosts in the eight or nine mysterious skills, and a wisp of true energy entered it.

The soul inside, whose almost transparent body, suddenly gathered together, and its breath became much stronger.

"Give!"

Chen Feng handed the Soul-Devouring Can to Yuan Tianchen.

Yuan Tianchen was stunned, then overjoyed, and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

He quickly reached out and carefully took the Soul-Devouring Can and checked the damage of the Soul-Devouring Can.

But then, Yuan Tianchen's eyelids suddenly jumped, showing a shock on his face.

"This, this, this..."

Yuan Tianchen stared at the Soul-Devouring Can, his hands were trembling with excitement, and he stuttered in his speech.

Chen Feng frowned and thought to himself, "Didn't he condensed the soul just now and ruined the treasure?"

"Is there any problem?" Chen Feng asked.

Yuan Tianchen suddenly looked up, looked at Chen Feng, and said in a trembling voice.

"Mr. Chen, just now, have you, you, what did you do to the Soul-Devouring Can?"

Chen Feng was speechless. Could it be that he had broken it himself?

"Yes, I used my true energy to condense the soul inside."

"If you think there is something wrong, I can break you up again."

puff!

When Yuan Tianchen heard this, he was so scared that he hurriedly hid the Soul-Devouring Can behind him.

That way, it was like a child who was afraid that the toys would be snatched away, and it was indescribable.

"Uh...what do you mean?" Chen Feng said with a confused look on his face.

Yuan Tianchen suddenly showed great gratitude and respect in his eyes, and said excitedly to Chen Feng.

"Mr. Chen, thank you, thank you!"

"I understand, I understand everything."

"No, what do you know?" Chen Feng burst into laughter. Yuan Tianchen has some brain problems, right?

You understand, but I don’t understand yet!

Yuan Tianchen glanced at Chen Feng deeply and sighed.

"Mr. Chen, your character is so noble."

Morality?

Chen Feng was stunned. Why did this involve morality again?

Wang Sihai and others were on the side, and they were confused and puzzled.

Yuan Tianchen sighed and said in a deep voice to Wang Sihai and others.

"Until now, have you not understood it?"

"This soul-devouring jar was seriously damaged in the battle with Shihu and was almost wiped out."

"But Mr. Chen was afraid that I would be sad. Not only did he repair the Soul-Devouring Can, but he also increased the power of the Soul-Devouring Can by more than ten times, making it a real magic weapon."

"But Mr. Chen pretended to be confused with me, and he didn't want me to be burdened!"

After saying that, Yuan Tianchen looked at Chen Feng and said with admiration.

"Mr. Chen, your noble character of doing good deeds without leaving a name is worth learning from!"

"In the future, I will definitely take you as an example, and you will be my life mentor!"

puff!

Mentor, you sister!

Chen Feng then understood that after a long time of trouble, he condensed the soul in the soul-devouring pot and significantly increased the power of the soul-devouring pot, turning it into a real magic weapon.

Yuan Tianchen was blessed in disguise.

"Small things are all small things." Chen Feng waved his hand, feeling ashamed.

He didn't think so much, and he felt a little embarrassed to say what Yuan Tianchen said.

Yuan Tianchen was deeply moved by Chen Feng.

Yuan Tianchen suddenly fell silent for a moment, then knelt in front of Chen Feng with a thud.

"Damn, what are you going to do?"

Chen Feng was startled, jumped away and asked in surprise.

Yuan Tianchen, however, looked solemn and said to Chen Feng extremely solemnly.

"Mr. Chen, whether it is character or strength, you are far above me and are my role model for learning and catching up."

"So, I want to take you as my teacher and beg the master to accept his disciple!"

After saying that, Yuan Tianchen was overwhelmed and respectfully knelt in front of Chen Feng.

"Uh..." Chen Feng was stunned. He didn't expect that Yuan Tianchen suddenly became a disciple.

Just as I was about to refuse, I suddenly felt my heart moved and swallowed the words back.

Then, with his hands behind his back, with a majestic face, he spoke lightly.

"Originally, with your qualifications and age, you are not qualified to be my disciple."

"But I see that you are truly a disciple and cannot bear to hurt your sincerity."

"Why, be a registered disciple first."

"If you achieve success in the future, you will be accepted as a formal disciple."

"Of course, if you don't work hard, it only means that you and I don't have a master-disciple relationship."

After Chen Feng finished speaking, his chin raised his 45-degree angle, his eyes were far away, and he looked at the distance with his hands behind his back, with deep melancholy.

If you look so pretentious, if you wear a Taoist robe and a few beards, you will be like a standard liar in the world.

Just a registered disciple?

Yuan Tianchen felt disappointed in his heart.

However, when you think of a martial arts master like Shi Hu, you are like a native chicken and a tile dog in front of Chen Feng.

The broken soul-devouring jar was touched by Chen Feng and advanced to a magic weapon, which increased its power exponentially.

It is already a great opportunity to be a registered disciple for such a strong man.

In the world, I am afraid that many people can’t find such a good thing while crying and shouting.
To be continued...