After looking around, and seeing that there was nothing to buy, Ye Chen left the noisy street.

As soon as he walked into the inn, Xiong Er pounced, grabbed Ye Chen, and shouted, "Ya, I think you were assassinated?"

"You said it, during the auction, private fights are prohibited, and no matter how bold Wu Changqing is, he doesn't dare to settle accounts with me here. Ye Chen said, and didn't forget to take out a storage bag from his arms and stuff it into Xiong Er's hand, "Na, your spirit stone, 300,000, no more, no less." ”

Taking the storage bag, Xiong Er glanced inside, and then looked at Ye Chen in surprise with a pair of small eyes, "Why do you still have spirit stones." ”

"Pick it up!"

"Pick up... Pick it up?" Xiong Er chased after Ye Chen's buttocks, like a heel worm, "Where did you pick it up, I'll pick up a basket too." ”

"Tianxuanmen. Answering casually, Ye Chen stretched his waist and walked to his room while waving his hand, "I'm tired enough today, so I'll rest early." ”

Xiong Er wanted to say something, but Ye Chen had already closed the door.

"Tianxuanmen picked it up, it's strange to believe in you. Xiong Er muttered, holding the heavy storage bag, and this guy smiled.

Back in the room, Ye Chen closed the door tightly and took out the small purple gold gourd.

He still remembered that he drank the spiritual liquid in the small gourd last night, and he felt that his body was like a fire, and the pain of his skull about to explode still made him palpitate.

"My body is like a fire, and my head is about to explode, which makes my cultivation break through to the eighth level of condensation, there must be something wrong with this spiritual fluid. With a low groan, Ye Chen poured out a drop of spiritual liquid from the small gourd.

The spiritual liquid is purple, with purple halo, crystal clear, which is made by fusing jade spiritual liquid and spiritual energy liquid, the medicinal fragrance is rich and tangy, and when you smell it, you will feel relaxed and happy.

"No problem. After staring at it for a while, Ye Chen touched his chin, "It's no different from usual." ”

As he spoke, he swallowed the droplet into his mouth.

As usual, this spiritual fluid entered his body, and it turned into a rich essence and integrated into his body, and there was no feeling of heat last night.

"Strange. Not feeling that something was wrong, Ye Chen couldn't help but scratch his head.

Next, he swallowed a few drops of spiritual fluid one after another, and his body still did not have the weird pain last night, but felt warm all over his body.

"It's weird. Muttering again, Ye Chen retracted his thoughts, and then took out the black iron rod that he had bought at the auction today.

"500,000 spirit stones just photographed you, don't let me down. As he spoke, Ye Chen stuffed the iron rod into the mouth of the purple gold gourd.

Airplanes!

As soon as the iron rod was stuffed in, the small purple gold gourd hummed and trembled.

Seeing this, Ye Chen's eyes lit up, rubbing his hands and looking at the purple gold gourd with shining eyes, hoping that the purple gold gourd could find out the mystery on the iron rod.

It's just that since the purple gold gourd trembled, there was no follow-up, and it stood quietly on the table, except for the purple gas that overflowed from time to time.

"That's it?" With a stunned face, Ye Chen picked up the purple gold gourd, shook it a few times subconsciously, and then looked inside along the mouth of the gourd.

He found that the iron rod was in the small purple gold gourd, without the slightest abnormality, just suspended there quietly, as if the purple gas overflowing around it had nothing to do with it.

I don't know how long it took for Ye Chen to put the purple gold gourd back in a hurry, "Your grandma, 500,000 spirit stones, I bought your iron rod that can't be broken." ”

Airplanes!

The little purple gold gourd seemed to have spirituality, and when it heard Ye Chen's belly, it trembled again, as if to say: Benima stuffed everything into my stomach.

Kiss!

Then, the purple gold gourd spit out the black iron rod and smashed it to the ground with a clang.

"The temper is not small. Pouting, Ye Chen no longer paid attention to the little gourd, but picked up the black iron rod.

After observing the iron rod so closely, he found that the iron rod was clearly an iron whip, covered in black, not only rusty, but also pitted, and he really couldn't see anything unusual.

"Can attract the attention of real fire, Lao Tzu doesn't believe that you are an ordinary iron whip. Secretly said in his heart, Ye Chen still didn't give up, and then sacrificed the real fire and wrapped the black iron whip.

The golden real fire burned brightly, causing the temperature in the room to rise instantly.

Under the calcination of the real fire, the black iron whip still did not change at all, and it ignored the calcination of the real fire like this, which made Ye Chen's brows frown.

"Come again. With a deep groan, Ye Chen increased the calcination of the real fire.

It's just that the black iron whip still doesn't have any abnormalities.

Three hours later, Ye Chen panted and took the real fire.

The calcination of the real fire for three hours did not melt the iron whip, but made him exhausted and collapsed.

"I really don't believe it. Scolding in his mouth, Ye Chenzheng took out the Chixiao Sword with a bang, and then poured the true qi of his whole body into it, and slashed towards the iron whip.

Pound!

The sound of metal colliding was exceptionally crisp, and the Chixiao Sword was shocked and flew out on the spot, and even Ye Chen was shocked to kick back, his entire arm was numb, and he lost the slightest sense.

"It's not ordinary!"

Picking up the Chixiao Sword, Ye Chen saw a small gap in the sword, on the other hand, the iron whip was still firmly inserted into the ground, and the sharp Chixiao Sword failed to leave a trace on it.

"What the hell is this made of. After receiving the Chixiao Sword, Ye Chen looked the iron whip up and down.

Ignoring the calcination of the true fire, even the Chixiao Sword could not shake half a point, he could imagine how extraordinary the materials used to create this iron whip were, which made him feel a little more balanced in his heart, and half a million spirit stones bought an incomparably hard iron whip, and it was not as worthless as he imagined.

"It's good to smash people. Touching his chin, Ye Chen turned his hand and took the iron whip.

Soon, he took out the Darkiron and Darksteel from the storage bag.

These two pieces of spiritual metal are placed in front of you, forming a stark contrast, the dark iron is jet black and hard, and the dark steel is bright and flexible, these two materials work together to make the best choice for weapons.

Sacrificing the true fire, he took out the Chixiao Sword again, Ye Chen wrapped the three with real fire, calcined the essence in the Xuantie Xuangang, and refined it into the Chixiao Sword.

It's a long process.

It wasn't until dawn was approaching that he was sweating and taking away the real fire.

Zheng!

Zheng!

The room was filled with the sound of swords.

At this moment, the Chixiao Sword has become more and more extraordinary, it is still red, there is no need to instill true qi, there is sword qi lingering, and sometimes there are sword rays appearing, a compelling fierceness, so that Ye Chen can't help but marvel.

"Not bad, not bad. Holding the Chixiao Sword in his hand, Ye Chen was very happy in his heart, the most important thing was that this sword was built by him.