This middle-aged man has quite a characteristic appearance, a wide forehead and high cheekbones, and deep eye sockets, but the eyes are very large, and the eyes are deep, like a cold pool in the deep sea, with a hooked nose and a tall beard, and wearing a blue robe.

This person is one of the people in charge of Ruyi Fang, the Ninth Master.

"Let's get busy. The Ninth Master nodded indifferently.

The stewards and their subordinates left one after another and went about their own work.

"It turns out that he is the Ninth Master!"

Song Ziyang's mind flashed the picture of the middle-aged man in his broken hand being thrown out of the Ruyi Workshop, with a thoughtful expression on his face.

Then he smiled proudly, put his hands behind his back and said, "Thank you Ninth Master for reminding me, but if that kid really wants to humiliate himself, let him be." ”

Hiding in this wishful shop?

That, of course, is impossible.

He is not afraid that Zhang Kaitai will trouble him, on the contrary, he is also worried that Zhang Kaitai will not come, so his hard work will not be in vain?

He had already found out that Zhang Kaitai's cultivation was in the Hidden Sea Nine Layers like himself, with the assistance of the Yin-Yang Mirror, and the Thunder Bottle as the hole card, it was easy to defeat the other party!

As for the others, the cultivation is basically in the Hidden Sea Nine Folds, only Leng Yanqiu, the staff member of the Nazhou Pastoral Mansion, is slightly taller, but he has just stepped into the mountain moving realm.

So he had no fear at all.

Jiu Ye was stunned for a moment, then smiled faintly, glanced at him meaningfully, and said, "It's a good thing that young people have self-confidence. ”

With that, he turned and left.

Song Ziyang looked at his back and thanked him silently in his heart.

It has nothing to do with each other, but reminds yourself to be careful of revenge, which is the kindness that you need to remember.

His grievances are very clear, and he will never forget the grace of dripping water, and he should repay him with a spring when he has the opportunity.

"Trouble Master Lu to keep going. ”

He turned his head, casually pointed to the two remaining bronze jade, looked at Master Lu, and said with a smile.

Master Lu nodded, reached out to pick up the nearest piece, stretched out his hands to feel its texture, and looked for the entry point of the knife.

Soon, the two bronze jade stones had been cut.

His luck seemed to have run out, and there was nothing of value hidden in these two pieces of jade, just ordinary Lingnan jade.

The two pieces of Lingnan jade together were worth thousands of taels of gold, and he sold them directly to Ruyifang.

And at this time, those gamblers who had selected the cheapest black iron grade jade also began to cut one by one.

The cutting of black iron-grade jade is much simpler, and it is basically split with a knife after finding the texture.

Almost all black iron grade jade is pure stone, and there is not even jade in it that is not very good.

But there were also two lucky people who opened some treasures, Huainan jade chalcedony and Tibetan sea pearls and the like, worth hundreds of thousands of taels of gold.

The two were overjoyed, shouted, and ran to thank Song Ziyang for his kindness, and said that they would give him half of the gold.

Song Ziyang smiled and declined, and left adrift.

Now that the character of his "little fat sheep" has been erected, just find a place to wait for the rabbit, that Zhang Kaitai will almost 100% come to him for revenge, and have the intention of killing people and taking treasures.

He felt that he was really lucky this time, and the golden branches and jade leaves that were opened were more practical, but they were not the kind of treasures that made the Mountain Moving Realm and the Wind Realm crazy for it, just like the thunder bottle, it would only attract the covetousness of characters like Zhang Kaitai.

Hit the spot.

Otherwise, if the treasure is better, so that the strong man who moves the mountain and resists the wind realm is desperate to snatch it, then his character of the Liangzhou Lingfu Palace will collapse in an instant, and he will be killed, and he will immediately flee from afar.

After he walked out of Ruyi Fang, his face looked dashing, but in fact, he was extremely vigilant in his heart, his spirit was highly concentrated, and his spiritual sense was all around, and after a while, he found that there were several small tails, quietly embellished behind him.

He pretended not to see them and walked on his own.

After passing through a few bustling streets, I came to a slightly more remote place in the east of the city, and found an inn and asked for a good guest room to stay.

This room faces the street, and you can see the street through the window.

In addition, his divine soul is powerful, and his spiritual sense is released, covering a radius of hundreds of zhang, far surpassing the Yin Yang Warlock of the same level.

So he easily found the little tails behind him before, some people were squatting in the corner of the inn, some people were looking this way in the teahouse opposite, and some people actually opened a guest room directly and lived opposite him.

Obviously, these people come from different forces, and it's not just Zhang Kaitai who wants to deal with him, Leng Yanqiu, Qi Chengxiang and the like probably also have some thoughts about themselves.

"Come on, come on......"

"Who is the prey and who is the hunter, I can't say!"

The corners of his mouth curled slightly, revealing a sneer, then turned and walked to the door, and began to set up a small magic circle to isolate the detection of spiritual sense.

At the same time, more than a dozen early warning circles were laid out in one go, almost filling the room, and as long as someone sneaked in, they would inevitably trigger these circles and arouse their own vigilance.

After arranging it, he cautiously returned to the bedside, took out the space to the treasure Su curtain, hid it first, and then exerted the power of yin and yang to urge it, and then dodged into it.

He didn't know what the purple flame burning inside that black iron grade stone was, so for the sake of caution, it was better to break it open within this Su curtain.

Otherwise, if the treasure light rushes into the sky, and there are strong people nearby, it is easy for him to fall into a desperate situation, and he may not even have time to escape.

Moreover, the magic circle that he had arranged to isolate the exploration of spiritual consciousness could only affect the monks of the third or fourth heavens of the mountain realm at most, and those who cultivated to a higher level could forcibly penetrate it with a little effort.

Even if there is a strong person in the Wind Realm, it can be easily broken, and it can basically be ignored directly.

But Su Musha is different, it has a space attached to it, and no matter how high the realm is, no monk can explore the situation at all.

At all times, you must be careful and do not reveal your wealth!

He took out the two dusty stones, placed them in front of him, and then picked up the one that did not contain purple flames, recalled Master Lu's technique, and first tried to break it according to its texture.

The reason why I left an extra piece in the end was to cover it up, and second, I also had the intention of practicing my hands.

His technique is relatively jerky, and his movements are also very unsmooth, and he can't do the feeling of Master Lu's flowing water, but fortunately, this black iron-grade jade is just a rough stone directly mined in the dragon vein......

Of course, this is also normal, he has no research on the texture of jade, and he does not understand the skills of jade, and he does not even have a carving knife to dissect jade.

After finding some sense, he tossed the remaining stone aside and began to break through the purple flame layer by layer.

His heart moved, his eyebrows cracked, and the yin-yang mirror flowing with golden light slowly flew out and levitated in front of him.

When the golden light fell on the stone, a purple, quietly burning flame appeared on the mirror.

As the stones were slashed off layer by layer, the original grinding stone became smaller and smaller, gradually becoming only the size of an ordinary person's head, but the purple flame was still not exposed.

He was a little surprised, but the movements of his hands became more and more gentle, and he carefully cut them off.

Syllable!

For a moment, he only felt that the short knife in his hand had encountered a slight resistance.

With a slight effort, the resistance was broken with a soft thud.

It felt like an eggshell being shattered.

A faintly burning purple flame appeared in front of him.

This burning purple flame was the size of a fist, and the flames seemed to be dignified, without the slightest flicker, and he couldn't feel any temperature, but after staring at it for a long time, Song Ziyang felt that his soul had an inexplicable tingling sensation.

Immediately afterward, he saw that the blade of the short knife that touched the purple flame was silently burned and melted, and finally turned into nothingness and dissipated, leaving not even a trace of residue.

He was startled, and hurriedly discarded the short knife with only the hilt left, and his face was shocked.

This short knife is also a warrior, forged with excellent refining materials, and contains a trace of the spirit of a refining master, but when it encounters this flame, it is so easily melted-

It is worthy of the existence that attracted the movement of the yin-yang mirror, which is terrifying!

After a brief shock, he felt a burst of ecstasy in his heart.

Then, he saw that the purple flame, which had been burning quietly, suddenly shone brightly!

A pillar of purple light soared into the sky, and I don't know how high it flew to.

It's just that in the space that comes with this Su curtain, the places that are a little farther away are full of gray mist, and it is not real.

He secretly rejoiced, fortunately he thought of this in advance, and chose to take it out in this Su curtain cover, otherwise, such a strong purple mang, I am afraid that it will attract countless coveters, and I don't know how to die when the time comes.

The deep pillar of purple light lasted for a full ten breaths before slowly dissipating, and the silent burning purple flame returned to its original state, quietly suspended three feet above the ground.

He looked at it and couldn't help but have a headache.

Such a terrifying existence, even the soldiers can be easily smelted, and there is no scum left, how dare you touch it?

How to deal with it?

You can't just throw it in this curtain like this, don't you ask, right?

Just when he was at a loss, the Yin-Yang Mirror had already flown to the purple flame at some point, enveloping the purple flame.

In an instant, the mirror surface of the Yin-Yang Mirror surged out of endless light like a stream of water, and directly swallowed it up.

Sou!

The Yin-Yang Mirror wrapped it together and returned to Song Ziyang's sea of knowledge.

"Huh?"

Song Ziyang was stunned for a moment.

Then immediately afterwards, I only felt that in the sea of consciousness, there was a bang, like thunder, and the purple flames that were originally the size of a fist spread out, covering the sky and the sun, endlessly, enveloping the entire lake transformed by the power of yin and yang.

In an instant, a large amount of yin and yang power was evaporated, and the impurities hidden in it, as well as the erysipelas that remained after taking the pill, were all completely refined.

After a while, the lake transformed by the power of yin and yang had decreased by a full third, but his cultivation had not weakened in the slightest, on the contrary, he felt that he had become stronger!

In this moment, the power of yin and yang has been purified and refined, and it is more pure and surging.

Then, the purple flame returned to the size of a fist and soaked in the lake, constantly being nourished by the power of yin and yang.

At the same time, a fluctuation of divine consciousness entered his divine soul through the yin-yang mirror.

This divine consciousness fluctuates, incomparably mysterious and mysterious, and seems to contain endless heavenly daos.

Song Ziyang couldn't understand most of them, and he couldn't even comprehend them, but vaguely, he knew the name of this flame from it:

Purple Pole Sky Fire!

Suddenly, his heart moved, he withdrew from the state of inward vision, stretched out his right palm, opened his eyes, and looked at the palm of his hand.

I saw that in the middle of the palm, there was a purple flame mark.

The appearance is exactly the same as the purple pole heavenly fire that is warmed in the Zhihai Lake.