Early the next morning, Si Chen got up and went out after washing, and walked on the path of Wangchuan School with the defeated demon in his arms. Last night, most of the students were partying, so at this time of the morning, there were few pedestrians on the road.

In such a quiet time, a yellow leaf floated to Si Chen's eyes, his fingers moved slightly, and the yellow leaf fell into his hand, he pinched the leaf stem, rubbed back and forth, and suddenly looked up, only to find that the world had entered autumn, and the road was covered with warm yellow fallen leaves.

"Sure enough, it was a leaf and knew the autumn, but I didn't realize that the master had been away for more than April. The defeated demon licked the back of Si Chen's hand, and the Tianshuo on his chest trembled slightly.

"I know. Sichen smiled and comforted the two, "It's just a sigh that time flies." He took a deep breath and swayed silently through the haze of the morning mist.

After walking for about a quarter of an hour, he saw an old-fashioned attic in front of him, which was very old, as if it had been baptized by hundreds of years, and would collapse and shatter at the slightest touch, but the momentum emanating from the attic made the attic look indestructible. He stepped forward, about to reach out and knock on the door, but as soon as he raised his palm, the mottled wooden door opened automatically, making an extremely hoarse sound of wood rubbing.

"Sichen. Why don't you rest a little more early in the morning?"

Si Chen stood outside the door, bowed to the house, and said respectfully, "Grandpa Beigong is early." "And then I stepped into it.

When I entered the house, I found that the inside of the house was as simple as the outside of the house, except for a wooden table carved with red lacquer, on which were placed a few celadon tea utensils, a few wooden chairs, a few calligraphy and paintings, a wooden bed, an incense stick, and a candlestick.

Beigong Feng hovered cross-legged on the bed, squinting his eyes slightly.

"You kid, why did you come to me early in the morning?" Beigong Feng's tone was full of love, "You look the same as your master, and you came to see me when you have something, this bad old man." ”

Grandpa Beigong laughed. Sichen laughed and said, "I'm worried about you in the market." After speaking, he took out a light blue and slightly dull bead from the Ancient Ring of the Flood Desolation. The bead resembles an ornament, but because of its obscure color, it does not seem to be possible.

But as soon as this thing came out, Beigong Feng's eyes were completely open, staring at the light blue bead in Si Chen's hand.

"Oh, it seems that Grandpa Beigong recognizes this?" Si Chen smiled evilly, this bead came from the storage ring that he had scavenged from those guys in Buyun Sect when he rescued Yin Xun. It was put together with some clutter at first and apparently not taken seriously. I'm afraid that if it weren't for the judgment reminding him, he wouldn't have felt how valuable this little bead was.

"Funeral Wind Beads. Beigong Feng nodded lightly and cracked its name, "Formed by the wind element Li Jing for thousands of years, born between the clouds and standing in the place of lightning. The one in your hand is solid but not flashy, with a round body and a breath that does not leak, I am afraid that it has been precipitated for thousands of years. Maybe it's because the old man is lonely and unheard, and he has seen no less than ten fingers of the funeral wind bead, but this funeral wind bead is the best I have seen in my life. ”

Si Chen nodded, according to the judgment, this Burial Wind Bead is probably three thousand years old, and for these three thousand years, it has continuously absorbed the wind element, and then it has been constantly tempered by thunder and lightning. If this Burial Wind Bead is used to forge battle weapons or refine pills, I am afraid that the quality will be the best. He looked at the Funeral Wind Bead, and then threw it to Beigong Feng without hesitation.

Beigong Feng clamped the Burial Wind Bead between his two fingers and looked at Si Chen with a frown.

"It's as if I was honoring your old man. If you guessed correctly, your Yuan Force is a mutation attribute wind attribute, and this burial wind bead, you use it to show its value.

Beigong Feng glanced at Si Chen deeply and said, "Boy, you still know a lot, and you even know about the mutation attributes, but you can think about it clearly, this burial wind bead is worth a lot of money if it is put up for auction." Even the Medicinal Fragrance Heavenly Palace and the Foundry Hall will negotiate with you for it. ”

Si Chen shook his head, "These are just things outside the body, I am afraid that your status in this Wangchuan Academy is not low, and you have lived such a poor life, so you naturally understand what Si Chen is talking about." Since you can't bring it with you in life and you can't bring it with you, why bother with it. You need it to show off its style. The more you cultivate, the more difficult it is to improve, I believe that your current realm has been stagnant for hundreds of years, and with it, it may be able to help you break through to the next realm. ”

After speaking, he took out two jade bottles from the Honghuang Ancient Ring, containing a wisp of Ragnarok and a drop of Fuli respectively, "Because of the scarcity of the Burial Wind Beads, throughout the ages, few people know their true absorption methods. Forced absorption wastes only more than half of the resources. Inside these two jade bottles, there was a wisp of ownerless high-grade flame and high-grade water source. When you absorb it, you first control the flame to wrap the funeral wind bead, which can have the effect of extraction, and then wrap the outer layer of the flame around this drop of water, which can play the role of sealing and easing, and then swallow it into the stomach to absorb it. In this way, this burial bead will not be too violent and cause internal injuries after being lifted, and it will also decompose in your body a lot. ”

Beigong Feng slowly fell, leaning on crutches, staring at Si Chen, and asked, "Why do you know this, even if you are an old man, you don't know it." ”

Sichen sat down and gestured around.

Beigong Feng comprehended, and with a wave of his hand, he sprinkled a layer of soundproof enchantment.

"I know you're always going to ask me. Si Chen took a sip of tea, "Grandpa Beigong, how much do you know about the history of this Taishang Realm?"

"You also know that I have been practicing for thousands of years, so I naturally know a little bit about the things in this world. Beigong Feng stroked his silver beard.

"Then does Grandpa Beigong know the Taishang Realm 10,000 years ago?"

Beigong Feng was stunned, "Why do you want to know about 10,000 years ago?"

"So, does Grandpa Beigong know?" Si Chen looked at Beigong Feng.

Beigong Feng nodded, "The Yuan Force of this world is constantly evolving, and my master ancestor was in the same realm as me when he passed away, but it took him nearly five thousand years to reach my realm, and he stayed in this realm for another three thousand years and finally ended up regretting." It took him two thousand years to reach my realm, and in the end, he stayed in this realm for nearly two thousand years, and when I arrived, it took me a thousand years to reach this realm, but he also stayed here for hundreds of years. And if you look at your generation, when I was a hundred years old, I only reached the Four Realms of Wandering, and some of your geniuses were able to reach the Four Realms at the age of ten, although this is also a matter of talent, but it is enough to prove that the purity of the Yuan Force in this world is rising significantly. Since about six or seven years ago, I can vaguely feel that the purity of Yuan Li has risen to another level. And my ancestor at that time, it must have been that the Yuan Force was too thin. According to what my master said, my ancestor experienced a major battle 10,000 years ago. And the Yuan Force of this world was almost wiped out in that battle. ”

Si Chen sighed in his heart, it was indeed a battle.

He raised his head again, "Then Grandpa Beigong, have you heard of the Golden Cicada Guard?"