"What's going on!"

The violent vibration of the small tower made Ye Chen feel a feeling in his heart, as if the small tower was about to run out of his dantian, Ye Chen subconsciously wanted to summon the small tower out of the dantian, just thinking of this.

"Bang!" A blue light flew out of Ye Chen's dantian, and a quaint small tower appeared on the table in front of Ye Chen, on the other hand, the dilapidated small tower in the dantian had disappeared.

"This guy really ran out~Could it be said~"

Ye Chen's heart moved, and the broken small tower on the table turned into a blue light and went straight to Ye Chen's dantian, and there was a violent vibration in the dantian, and then Ye Chen laughed without any image.

Ye Chen knew that he had guessed correctly, that broken little tower had really become his natal magic weapon.

The benefits of the natal magic weapon are very huge, because it has the same mind as the cultivator, simply put, he can hit wherever he wants it to hit, and he can move completely at will. There is another reason, the power of the natal magic weapon is three to five times that of the same level magic weapon, and it has an absolute overwhelming advantage. Now Ye Chen inexplicably has a natal magic weapon, this big pie smashed Ye Chen dizzy, making Ye Chen have an illusion that he is not dreaming.

After the ecstasy, Ye Chen was eager to try the power of the quaint little pagoda.

"Little tower, little tower, move quickly! move! you, you, you move!" Ye Chen looked excited, but immediately became puzzled.

The little tower was still on the table, not moving, which couldn't help but make Ye Chen a little puzzled, the little tower obviously moved with his own thoughts, why was he suddenly disobedient now!

Ye Chen thought about it again, and the small tower disappeared on the table again~

..................

After repeated experiments, Ye Chen had to accept a cruel fact, this small tower could only go in and out of the dantian as he wished, and the others didn't listen to Ye Chen at all.

Ye Chen's dream of controlling the small tower and killing all sides was shattered!!

Think about what you've gotten enough in the past few days, restore the spiritual root, get the small tower...

Suddenly, Ye Chen's inspiration moved, the small tower is not a defensive magic weapon, but it may be an immortal magic weapon that can practice pills and refining weapons, if this is the case, then it will be cool to death!!!

Ye Chen put an ordinary piece of dark iron and a few carbon stones into the small tower.

About half a minute.

......

The carbonstone has burned out, and the black iron has become a black mass, apparently a scrap.

Could it be that it is used to practice Dan???

Ye Chen threw a few horsetails into the small tower again, although the horsetail grass was an ordinary weed, but if the small tower was a treasure weapon of Liandan, the horsetail grass would definitely have unusual changes.

However, the result disappointed Ye Chen again, the horsetail grass turned into waste foam, and there was a smell of burning.

Maybe it's not Liandan, it's not a refining weapon, but it has a more anti-heaven effect! Ye Chen didn't give up and continued to study the small tower~~~~.

The main inner hall of Deadwood Peak ~~~.

An old man with white eyebrows in a green robe suspended in the air with his eyes closed, and a vine poked out of his right hand and spared five or six circles on his body, exuding a faint cyan halo, which was really weird.

Whew~~~, the old man in Tsing Yi opened his eyes, exhaled a breath of turbidity, and a smile appeared on his wrinkled face. Teng Man, wrapped around him, slowly faded, and finally obediently retracted into his right hand.

When he saw the majestic face of the young girl in Tsing Yi beside him, there was a hint of smile and love, "Wen'er, what you asked you to investigate, how did you investigate?"

"Shizun talks about things like a god, that lewd thief really didn't die!"

Listening to Qin Xiaowen's words, the old man in Tsing Yi smiled lightly.

Three days ago, Ye Chen's aura suddenly disappeared, but today it suddenly appeared and became a little different, so the Qingxuan Dao people sent someone to investigate.

"Hmph! Not only did that lewd thief not die, but he also regained his cultivation ability!"

Qin Xiaowen couldn't help but look at the scene from eight years ago in his beautiful eyes, thinking of the little kid whose face was flushed, his nose was spurting blood, and there was saliva on the corner of his mouth, a trace of shame and anger crossed his cold face, and his hands were clenched tightly.

"What's going on?"

Xuanqing Daoren's face showed a look of shock, Ye Chen's spiritual root was abolished three years ago, he personally appraised it, there is absolutely no possibility of repair, and Qin Xiaowen will definitely not lie, this~~~

"Xiaowen, the incident back then was that you were wronged by your teacher, but you must not hurt Ye Chen's life unless you are in the ring of the sect competition!"

Listening to the words of Qingxuan Daoist, Qin Xiaowen's eyebrows furrowed, but the master's order must not be disobeyed. "Yes, Master!"

Qin Xiaowen retreated, and there was only one Qingxuan Daoist in the main hall.

"Ask the heavens! Is there a spirit under your spring? The old man will do what he says!"

Qingxuan Daoist muttered to himself, and a trace of decisiveness appeared on his face.

It's late at night~

The miscellaneous disciples who had done chores for a day had all fallen asleep. Only one room had the lights still on.

"Isn't this little tower really not having any special functions?"

Ye Chen was in a bad mood at the moment. I know that Xiaota is a treasure, but I don't know what it is for. This feeling of sitting on Baoshan but not being able to take things is really unpleasant.

"It feels a little dirty. ”

Ye Chen muttered, and casually threw the small tower into the basin with clean water in the room.

Seeing that Xiao Ta entered the water, it actually brought a trace of waves, Ye Chen sighed, simply stopped caring about him, and entered the cultivation state.

But what Ye Chen didn't know was that not long after he had just settled, all the water in the basin poured into the small tower, and there was not a drop left.

After a long time, the small tower emitted a burst of golden light, and the water flowed out of the cracks.

Ye Chen woke up from his cultivation state and looked at this magical scene for a while~~

The spell was gone, and the water in the basin changed dramatically~~~~~

"This is ~a product of spiritual liquid~~"