Chapter 97: Tripod
"She also came unexpectedly. Looking from a distance, Ye Chen muttered, his heart beat faster, and there was a sharp pain.
The past lovers, meeting here, made him not have a feeling like parting, for Ji Ningshuang, he no longer loves, but he will not hate either, the pain in his heart is only a short moment.
Suddenly, Ye Chen felt a ghost mask from her arm and covered her face.
Shadow, Ji Ningshuang follows the flow of people.
She is not alone, next to her is a young man with a laid-back temperament. She is really graceful, and the jade tree stands in the wind. A gentle and graceful gesture is displayed between her hands and feet.
Ye Chen recognized him as Hua Yun, the first disciple of the Nine Great Legends of the Zhengyang Sect.
"Ji Shimei, let's go take a look elsewhere!" Hua Yun flicked the folding fan and smiled like a spring breeze. It looks very comfortable.
Ji Ningshuang was expressionless, but did not refuse.
Suddenly, she brushed past Ye Chen. Her former lover met again, but she was a stranger.
Ye Chen walked slowly, firmly, and forcefully, without looking back.
I don't know when Xiong Er found him.
"What are you doing with a mask?" Xiong Er looked at Ye Chen angrily. "Harmful young people have been looking for a long time. ”
"I just bought it, it looks good, doesn't it?" Ye Chen took off his mask.
"Too much money is spent. Xiong Er scolded: "Go away, I'll find a place to live, let's go rest first"
Together, they come to the depths of the dark market.
In front of them are rows of pavilions where people settle down during the auction.
Xiong Er walked into a suite and locked himself in the room. Looks like he's going to study his secret recipe for immortality.
"Don't fix it. Ye Chen scolded, turned around and walked into his room.
Locking the door tightly, Ye Chen took out a small tripod.
Xiao Ding seems to have been buried in the ground for a long time. The whole body was mottled, and there were bursts of ancient souls coming at you.
"I don't know what's going to happen inside. After Ye Chen finished speaking, he took out the purple gold gourd and pulled out the gourd stopper.
Buzz!
Suddenly, the purple and gold gourd trembled.
At this time, the small whirlpool appeared again, and a bottle of small tripod was swallowed by the purple gold gourd on the spot.
Buzz!
Buzz!
The purple and gold gourd hummed and shook violently after swallowing the small tripod.
Seeing that Ye Chen's eyes became bright and snow-white, even the purple gold gourd had such a big reaction, the mystery hidden in Xiao Ding must be extraordinary.
"What is the mystery?" Ye Chen rubbed his hands, and some people couldn't help but look inside the gourd.
The purple and gold gourd is hazy and full of refreshing aura, and the small tripod hangs from the aura, no fluttering, no flickering brilliance, like that quiet suspension.
Ye Chen frowned slightly and waited.
After an hour, the golden purple gourd buzzed and spat out the little tripod.
But Ye Chen didn't notice that at the moment when the tripod was spit out, a drop of blood dripped down from the tripod and merged into the soul of the gourd.
"This ...... Where did this go? Ye Chen lost the mystery of the tripod and looked at the purple gold gourd in surprise.
Under Ye Chen's gaze, the purple gold gourd was still slowly absorbing the aura of heaven and earth.
Ye Chen waved his hand to pick up the purple gold gourd and picked up the small tripod from the ground.
Xiao Ding is still the same as before, and before he was engulfed, there was no difference.
"Lao Tzu doesn't believe it anymore. Ye Chen was scolded, and his belief was moved. He sacrificed the real fire and wrapped up the small tripod.
An hour later.
Ye Chen took the real fire, sat on the ground and gasped, the small tripod was intact and burned by Ye Chen with the real fire for more than an hour, and it did not melt.
"What have you done to ignore the burning of a real flame?"
Ye Chen hugged the little tripod, whimpering, whimpering, even a real fire could not melt it, his temper was really short-tempered.
"Grandma's. With a scolding in his heart, Ye Chen held the purple gold gourd, raised his head, and poured a few mouthfuls of exquisite oil.
Uh-huh?
The spiritual liquid entered the body, as always, like Wang Qingquan, it ran through his whole body, but Ye Chen was inexplicable, the liquid he swallowed was a little different from usual, as for what was different, he couldn't tell.
"What a strange feeling. Ye Chen tore the collar of his shirt and felt hot and dry.
Soon, the blood in his body accelerated and even boiled, making his body feel even more burning.
He licked his chapped lips, picked up the purple gourd again, and turned his head upside down again.
It's just that soon, the feeling of being burned becomes more and more intense.
He shook his head, Ye Chen felt a little dizzy, and felt his mouth dry again. He poured more liquid into his mouth, but the thirstier he drank, the more he wanted to drink.
When they went downstairs, they found the street crowded with people, all walking towards the dark dark city center.
"This scene is not as grand as usual!" Ye Chen said, putting on a ghost mask.
"This is Yirong Pill and Changsheng Pill, swallow one. Xiong Er took out two pills from his crotch and handed them to Ye Chen. "It can change a person's face and voice, and it can sail carefully for thousands of years. ”
Ye Chen wanted to take over, but remembered that Xiong 2 was taken out of his crotch and coughed dryly. "You can keep it!" "I'd better put on a mask!"
Then he took off the mask from his arm and put it on his face.
"Don't take it. "Xiong Er has no face and no skin. He ignored Ye Chen's annoying eyes, and directly swallowed the voice changing film and the Yirong film.
"Why is your storage bag in the crotch?"
"Security".
Close to the gloomy dark city center, there is an attic that rises high into the sky and is imposing.
This loft is called the Hidden Dragon Pavilion, and it has been auctioned in Youdu for many years.
At this moment, looking down from the air, people from all directions gathered. Everyone is not simple, and their actions are relatively low-key.
Not so long ago, the front door of the Dragon Pavilion in Tibet was crowded with people.
"Why don't you leave the door open?" some people were already waiting impatiently.
"The time has not yet come. What's the peak?"
"I don't know what is being auctioned at Tianxuanmen this time. ”
"The auctions held by Tianxuanmen Auction House are truly extraordinary. Behind the crowd, Ye Chen couldn't help but sobbed secretly.
Soon, the door of the Hidden Dragon Pavilion buzzed and slowly opened.
As soon as the door opened, the first to come in was an old man in black, holding a green dragon stick in his hand.
"Who is this guy?"
"You don't know, that's the old man of Montenegro. He's the one who rules everything!"
"My eyes are stupid. ”
After the old man of Montenegro, several old men walked in.
Then, the crowd rushed in and rushed into the Hidden Dragon Pavilion.
"Gone. Xiong Er also squeezed in with the crowd. A small piece of his fresh meat almost turned into a patty.
When the shadows disappeared, Ye Chen walked in.
After Ye Chen entered, he found that the Hidden Dragon Cabinet had its own boundary, and it was very large.
In the palace, carved balustrades and jade, the gods are flying, and even the spiritual plants and decorated flowers are extraordinary.
"What a big fountain pen!" you Chen sighed.
Those who came in quickly found their place. The eyes of the monks who participated in the auction for the first time were full of novelty. As for the monks who had been there before, they were much colder.
"That's it. Xiong Er pulled Ye Chen to the jade table in the corner. The man was very rude, grabbed the fruit on the table and stuffed it into his mouth, and when he stuffed it into his mouth, he remembered to stuff a few into his arm.
"I'll rely on you, you can leave some for me!" Ye Chen couldn't help but scold.
"You're wearing a mask and can't eat. "I'll give it to you."
"Hold you".
I don't know how long it took an old man to sit down at their table, and when I looked closely, wasn't it the old man in purple who appeared in the barren forest yesterday?
Ye Chen turned sideways to look at the old man in purple and was stunned.
Although road construction was forbidden, the old man in purple clothes gave him the feeling that the mountain was on the top.
Ye Chen withdrew his eyes, and the old man in purple clothes glanced at Ye Chen slightly, but his eyes flashed with surprise.
"The Qi people of southern Xinjiang are here. "I don't know who shouted.
At the entrance, three elders dressed in gray walked in and walked straight into the elegant room on the second floor.
"The Situ family in Xishu has also arrived. ”
"Is that the Kitagawa Imperial Family?"
"Dongyue Shangguan's family. ”
Most of them came from cultivator families, and the scale of the battle was not small, which attracted the attention of the Tiankaku monks.
"Aren't you here to look for Xiong?" Ye Chen glanced at the big family that walked into the door, and couldn't help but look at Xiong Er.
"Come on!" the bear was biting Ling Guo, pointing at a man with a big head and big ears. "Well, that's my second grandfather. ”
Your second brother has grown up...... "It's casual!"
"It's necessary. ”
"Heng Yuezhong is also here. Another shout.
Wen Yan, Ye Chen and Xiong looked back on the past one after another, and a middle-aged negative sword had already stepped into the gate, as tall as a mountain, and the steps between the dragon and tiger showed vitality and popularity.
"Is this person Heng Yuezhong?" Ye Chen turned his head to look at Xiong Er. "Have you seen it?"
"The peak master is at the inner gate of Edgeworth. Xiong Er recognized it and said, "It seems that the wind has no trace." ”
"Zong Qinghou's people are also here. At this moment, a voice came from below, an old man with gray hair.
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