From the second day onwards, the number of immortal cultivators who came to the gathering increased day by day.

Originally, there were only a few dozen, but now it has increased to one or two hundred, Ye Chen never imagined that there were so many transcendent beings in the real society, I really don't know how he spent so many years safely in his previous life.

He now sets up a stall during the day, and accompanies Lu Yanxue and Liao Xiaoqian to visit Linzhou in the afternoon.

Ye Chen is not in a hurry, the main purpose of his coming here is for the elixir and spiritual objects, since there is already the Li family and the Medicine God Valley, the elixir is completed, and if he can receive some spiritual objects in the future, it will be an unexpected joy.

"I'm going, there is actually a person selling quenching pills? God help me! ”

When a middle-aged immortal cultivator with a scruffy beard saw the banner, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he stepped forward and slapped the table and said, "Boy, how many body quenching pills you have, I have all of them." ”

After saying that, he threw out a lockbox, the lid popped open, and inside was a thick piece of green paper, all in dollars!

This box of dollars, to say the least, is one or two million!

Ye Chen sat there, without raising his head, as if he didn't see it.

"Didn't you hear me?" As soon as the middle-aged immortal cultivator's eyes narrowed, he revealed a terrifying fierce light.

Any immortal cultivator will not have a very good temper, after all, he has a sharp blade in his heart, and he has the opportunity to kill himself. What's more, middle-aged immortal cultivators are all over the country, killing countless people in the shadow of swords and swords, and their murderous aura can be described as terrifying.

Ye Chen still didn't move.

The people around them all looked at the middle-aged immortal cultivator with pity, and at this time, the middle-aged immortal cultivator also noticed that something was wrong, and an acquaintance immortal cultivator hurriedly grabbed him and dragged him over.

"Bloody Knife, don't you see the banner? He only accepts thousand-year-old elixirs, or special spiritual objects, and nothing else. ”

"What a big breath!" Blood Knife snorted coldly: "The thousand-year-old magic medicine, I'm afraid it's all the treasures of the top family schools!" ”

He looked around at Ye Chen, and saw that Ye Chen was ordinary, not like an immortal cultivator who cultivated the True Yuan, but the big man behind him was extremely large, and it was estimated that he had some ability, but he couldn't stop him from punching and kicking three punches and two feet.

However, the blood knife has a lot of experience, so he didn't act rashly, but asked: "You can't buy it, so just do it?" ”

"How can you?" The acquaintance smiled bitterly: "This guy not only has a top-grade quenching pill, but also a top-grade pill, even the Lu family and the Li family of the Medicine God Valley wanted to recruit him, but he refused." ”

"That night, there were six immortal cultivators besieging him, including the Vajra Temple Protector Tutuli, guess the result?"

"Vajra Temple Protector? Doesn't that have to be a horizontal practice to stop it? The blood knife was slightly moved: "What happened later?" ”

Although he has been overseas for a long time, he has also heard of the name of Kongo Temple, and with his cultivation, although he is not afraid, he is not willing to provoke easily.

"All of them were crushed like chickens! None of the six immortal cultivators were all corpses, and the only one escaped, and it was rumored that he was also cursed and killed by a master of magic in front of Miss Jingyi. The acquaintance said solemnly.

"What?" Bloodknife gasped.

"Although the Medicine God Valley is not famous for its fighting methods, Ms. Jingyi is already in the realm of enlightenment, and she has a strong magic weapon to protect herself, and she is killed in front of her...... There is also the Vajra Temple Protector who crushes the Dacheng of Heng Lian, this ......"

"So, you can't mess with it, you can't mess with it." The acquaintance shook his head and said: "That young man looks ordinary, but everyone guesses that he is a master of the Kaiguang realm, and the giant man behind him is a rare master of horizontal training. ”

"Master Henglian!" The bloody knife was completely discolored.

The more overseas immortal cultivators like him, the more they know the horror of Master Henglian.

On overseas battlefields, ordinary immortal cultivators may need to dodge bullets, but Henglian masters can charge into battle like tanks when they put on their battle armor, and ordinary rifles can't hurt them.

On the battlefield, the biggest headache for him was to meet this kind of body refining master, so he wanted to seek the body quenching elixir.

Thinking of this, he was afraid for a while, and thanked him again and again.

This time, when the blood knife came again, he said respectfully: "Master Ye, I don't have a thousand-year elixir, but there is a thing, I don't know if it can enter your eyes?" ”

"Oh? Let me see. Ye Chen raised his eyes slightly, and when he saw the object, he couldn't help but stare at it.

I saw that in the hand of the blood knife was a golden statue, on which was carved a god with the head of an eagle and two wings on his back.

The knife work of this statue is rough and wild, as if it is polished with a stone knife, but it has a strange fluctuation, and people seem to be dizzy after staring at it for a long time.

"It's so full of spiritual power...... No, it's the power of faith! Ye Chen frowned slightly.

As soon as Shen Nian touched the statue, he could see a series of portraits, and these portraits were all men and women dressed in white, kneeling on the ground.

"Boom!"

The spiritual power on the statue was alarmed by the divine thought, and it suddenly turned into a stormy wave and rushed towards Ye Chen.

In an instant, Ye Chen seemed to be in the hot desert, surrounded by aliens wearing white strips of cloth, wrapped around his body, kneeling on the ground and bowing to his head, and above his head was an eagle-headed god standing in the sky, holding a golden scepter, and his whole body was golden.

"Heresy!"

The eagle-headed god seemed to have discovered Ye Chen, the only one in the crowd who did not bow down, and suddenly made a loud noise.

Then he lifted the golden god foot the size of a basketball court and stepped on Ye Chen.

"Even a little remnant soul dares to do it!"

In the face of such a terrifying power, Ye Chen was not surprised at all, but snorted coldly, because he knew that this was not real, but just an illusory space constructed by the alien force in the statue.

"Up!"

He instantly urged the Divine Refining Technique to the apex, and wisps of invisible divine thoughts condensed into entities in this illusory space, and then condensed into a long silver knife that was several feet long.

"Slash!"

Ye Chen drank it.

The silver long knife shot out violently, bringing up a long silver rainbow and slashing towards the idol, and in front of the god statue that penetrated the heavens and the earth, the silver long knife seemed to be just a toothpick.

But under its slash, the golden god statue was as if it had been cut through by a sharp blade, easily sliced, and even the entire space was cut in half, and a huge hole was cracked in the sky, and behind it was a hollow black curtain.

"Sting!"

The illusion was shattered, and Ye Chen returned to the Lu family manor again.

Countless noises returned to his ears like a tide, and the blood knife in front of him was still holding a golden statue, as if only Ye Chen had seen the scene just now, but the light on the statue seemed to be a little dimmed.

"What a remnant soul, I was careless."

Ye Chen sat still, but his face instantly turned pale.

Divine thoughts are condensed and formed, this is at least a means to open the light or even fuse it, Ye Chen forcibly used it in order to cut through that fantasy space, although he broke the illusion, his own divine thoughts were also not badly damaged.

"But getting this idol is worth the damage."

Ye Chen's eyes were blazing as he looked at the golden statue.

"Master Ye, what do you think of this statue of mine?" Seeing that Ye Chen was silent for a long time, the Blood Knife asked cautiously.

"Yes." Ye Chen simply nodded, and casually threw out a porcelain bottle: "There are fifty quenching pills in it, is it enough?" ”

"Enough is enough!" The blood knife hurriedly took the porcelain bottle, opened it and looked at it, only smelling the smell of fragrant medicine, knowing that it was a high-grade medicine, and immediately nodded with joy.

He put down the golden statue and wanted to leave, but he didn't expect to be stopped by Ye Chen.

"I'll give you another bottle of elixir, and you'll tell me all the origins of this idol."

"Really!" Bloody knife ecstasy.

He didn't expect Ye Chen to be so interested in this statue.

You must know that this idol is just the property mortgaged to him by the rich man when he was on a mission in the Middle East to save a rich man, although he felt a little strange when he got it in his hand, but he couldn't detect what was strange.

However, the gold of the statue itself is very valuable, which is why it has been kept for so long.

"Okay, I know, I'll tell you all." The bloody knife slapped his chest.

With the arrival of the Blood Knife, Ye Chen knew the true origin of this idol.