"Of course. In response to Ye Chen's inquiry, the old man in purple clothes smiled. "I've seen a lot of real flames, but like your golden flames, it's the first time I've seen them. ”

"But I also don't think my true passion is strong. Ye Chen scratched his head.

True fire is born from heaven and earth. It has spirituality. It will be suppressed by the Master's Revision. It's only when you condense that your true fire can match your ability to modify. Moreover, it can also be suppressed by the modifications of the masters.

Speaking of this, the old man in purple paused for a moment and glanced at Ye Chen deeply. "Your true fire hasn't been kindled yet. ”

"No awakening?" Ye Chen became more and more surprised.

"All I can say is that this is no ordinary fire, at least in my opinion, stronger than all the real fires I've ever seen. The old man in purple seemed to hide a fact, that is, it was not a good thing for Ye Chen to say more.

Although Ye Chenyi was not exhausted yet, he already knew how to concentrate and stopped asking questions.

"Come on!" the old man in purple raised his arms and palms.

Ye Chen did not hesitate, and immediately raised his arm and glued his palm to the palm of the old man Zi.

Suddenly, his heart moved, and real fire erupted as he pleased. Through the palm of his hand, it flowed into the arms of the old man in purple clothes, turning into countless passages, tightly wrapped in runes.

"Demon blood. When he really touched Ye Chen's body, the eyes of those old purple clothes suddenly became extremely deep.

He stared at Ye Chen, as if he could see his blood flowing through his body, and from the blood he grabbed a bloodthirsty, vicious, and violent soul.

The old man in purple squinted his eyes for a while and glanced at Ye Chen slightly.

"How could there be magical blood on him?" the old man in purple muttered in his heart, he could see that Ye Chen obviously didn't know that his blood was hidden in the blood of the ancient demon tribe.

The doubts in my heart were interrupted by the pain in my arm.

The old man in purple clothes recovered his thoughts from Ye Chen and focused his gaze on his arm. He was surrounded by Ye Chen's genuine enthusiasm. The spell felt a powerful threat and struggled violently.

Seeing this, the purple-robed old man pointed out that the sealed magic spell was completely trapped in the crook of their arm so as not to spread to the rest of their body.

An hour passed quietly, and Ye Chen was sweating.

His true fire was still burning, but the spell was clearly ingrained and could even withstand it, so long ago, he could only burn a little bit of the spell.

"Xuangang and Xuantie are not easy to take!" Ye Chen wiped his sweat.

Thinking about it now, he regretted that he had returned less. This spell is far from the evil idea in the second wolf's toothpick. It will take a long time to eradicate it completely.

The middle leaf fungus of Chan is somewhat laborious. The purple-clothed old man's palm was gently placed on Ye Chen's shoulder, injecting the essence into Ye Chen's body.

The essence was integrated into the body, which shocked Ye Chen's spirit.

"A child only needs to refine a spell. The old man in purple opened his mouth and said, "The spell is connected by a circle of spell threads, and when a spell is refined, I can break the spell."

Uh-huh!

Ye Chen nodded and took a deep breath. The real flame rises instantly.

Six hours later, for the first time, he lost his strength and returned to the fire panting.

At this time, look at the arm of the old man in purple clothes, the spell lines on it have become a mess, and the spells connected by the spell lines have become light and dark.

That old man in purple was such an amazing magician. He clasped his fingers together and pressed them against his arm. He began to walk down his shoulders. The curse that pressed on his arm was squeezed out by him.

Ye Chen didn't bother, but left the small courtyard gently.

When he returned to the back hall again, he took out the purple old man's storage bag and hurriedly looked inside. He was shocked.

"Five...... 500,000 years. Seeing the number of spirit stones, he couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of water.

"What a big fountain pen!" Ye Chen whimpered as he carefully listened to the dirty whimper. I didn't expect this old man in purple clothes to give him so many spirit stones.

Why?

With a burst of light, Ye Chen found the storage bag, which contained 500,000 spirit stones and a small note.

Taking out a small note, Ye Chen hurriedly looked at it: That iron bar was given to a friend by my Tianxuanmen, 500,000 spirit stones, and the original number was returned.

"It's someone from Tianxuanmen. Ye Chen touched his chin.

With this in mind, he walked out into the street from the backyard. He was in a good mood 0.5 million spirit masters were back, which made him feel very smart, rich, and secure.

Although it was late, there were still many pedestrians on the street.

Turning around, he found that there was nothing left to buy, and Ye Chen left the noisy street.

Xiong Er rushed into the inn, grabbed Ye Chen, and shouted, "Lao Tzu thinks you have been assassinated"

As you said, during the auction, private brawls are forbidden. Wu Changqing, no matter how bold he is, he doesn't dare to settle accounts with me here. Ye Chen said, and also took out a storage bag from his arms. Stuffed into Xiong Er's hand, "No, your spirit stone, 300,000, not much." ”

Xiong Er took the storage bag, took a look inside, and looked at Ye Chen in surprise. "How can you still have spirit stones?"

"Pick it up!"

"Pick up... Second Brother Xiong chased after Ye Chen's skin, like a follower, 'Where to pick it up, I'll also pick up a basket'.

“Tianxuanmen。 Ye Chen casually stretched out his hand, waved his hand, and returned to his room. "I'm so tired today, I need to rest early. ”

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

"The heavenly Xuanmen has picked it up, I believe you are weird. The bear grunted, holding the heavy storage bag, and the man smiled again.

Ye Chen returned to the room, closed the door, and took out the purple gold gourd.

He still remembers drinking the essence of the gourd last night and feeling like it was on fire. The pain from the burst head still gave him palpitations.

"The body seems to be burning, and the head wants to burst, but it also makes me break through the eighth condensation, there must be something wrong with this liquid. Ye Chen poured out a drop of elixir from the gourd in a low voice.

The spiritual fluid is purple, with a purple halo, crystal clear. This is a mixture of Yulin liquid and Reiki liquid. It has a strong medicinal fragrance and a pleasant smell.

"No problem. Ye Chen looked at it for a long time and touched his chin, "It's no different from usual." ”

He swallowed the droplets into his mouth.

As usual, the spirit entered the body, and then it became an abundant spirit, and it entered its own body, without the heat of last night.

"Strange. Ye Chen didn't feel anything wrong, just scratched his head.

Then, he drank a few drops of elixir in quick succession. His body was still not as strange as the pain he had last night. On the contrary, he felt warm all over his body.

"Strange. Ye Chen grunted again, came back to his senses, and took out the black iron rod he took at today's auction.

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

Buzz!

As soon as the iron rod was inserted, the purple gold gourd buzzed and trembled.

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

However, due to the humming and trembling sound of the purple gold gourd, it had no one to follow, standing quietly on the table, with nothing but the occasional spill of purple gas.

"What is this?" With a look of surprise, Ye Chen picked up the purple gold gourd, subconsciously shook it a few times, and then looked inside along the mouth of the gourd.

He found that the iron rod was between the purple gourd and the golden gourd, and there was nothing unusual about it, just hanging there quietly, as if the purple gas was flowing around, and it had nothing to do with it.

I don't know how long it took Ye Chen to put the purple gold gourd back in its original position. "Your grandmother, 500,000 spirit stones, you bought this broken iron rod. ”

Buzz!

The purple and golden gourd seemed to be spiritual, and when I heard Ye Chen's belly slander, it trembled again, as if to say, "Don't stuff Nima's things into my stomach." ”

Oh!

Then the purple and gold gourd spits out the black and autumn iron rod and crushes it on the ground with a click.

"It's not that the temper is too grumpy. Putting down his mouth, Ye Chen no longer paid attention to the little gourd, but picked up the black iron rod.

Looking at the iron rod up close, he found that the iron rod was clearly a whip, all black, not only rusty, but also pitted, and he really didn't see anything strange.

"To attract the attention of the real fire, Lao Tzu doesn't believe that you are an ordinary iron whip. In my heart, Ye Chen still didn't give up, and then offered a real fire, wrapped in a black iron whip.

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

Under the scorching fire, the black iron whip remained unchanged. It ignored the burning of the real flame, causing Ye Chen's eyebrows to wrinkle.

"Come again. Ye Chen grunted, intensifying the burning of the true fire.

However, the Black Iron Whip is still unusual.

Three hours later, Ye Chen put away the fire out of breath.

For three whole hours, the real fire did not melt the iron whip, on the contrary, it exhausted him.

"Lao Tzu really doesn't believe it. He cursed and cursed.

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