"Old man, your stall is all fake, right? It's still so expensive?. ”

A voice mixed with dissatisfaction sounded, he held a purple clay pot in his hand, took out a hundred-dollar bill in his right hand, and then retracted it.

Very tangled, he likes this dirty clay pot very much, but the price is a bit expensive, which makes him very tangled.

"Love or not, the old man still doesn't want to sell it, take it."

The old man muttered, rolled his eyes, and snatched the clay pot from the middle-aged man's hand with his hands and feet.

looked at him with disdain, and the word poor ghost was almost written on his face.

The noisy sound woke up the boy who was taking a nap on the stone pier not far away.

The young man glanced around in some confusion, and a flash of horror flashed in his eyes.

"This is on Donghua Mountain in Tianyang City nine hundred years ago? How is this possible?. ”

Ye Yun took a deep breath and roared in disbelief.

In his previous life, he came to climb the mountain during the weekend break from school, and it was here that he met Xianyuan.

Since then, he has embarked on the path of cultivation.

Relying on the powerful exercises-Cangyun Jue, he has entered the Tao for ten years and has been at the peak of the realm for a hundred years.

The realm of human immortals, which is difficult for others to reach in their lifetime, is only five hundred years.

Ye Yun reached it, but unfortunately after all, the destiny of heaven was difficult to disobey, making his soul break into an immortal catastrophe.

"It's really powerless."

Ye Yun felt his body, he really didn't practice at this time.

After all, the world left him with too much regret and pain.

How much God favored and had mercy on him, and even let him be reborn in a lifetime to make up for the regrets of his previous life.

Ye Yun adjusted his mentality, and then looked at the old man who was setting up a stall outside the Donghua Mountain Hall.

This is where his immortal fate begins.

In his previous life, he pitied this old man, so he bought a copy of Cangyun Jue on his stall, and he didn't know that he would soar into the sky because of this.

Later, he searched for the old man for a hundred years, but he was never found.

It's as if there has never been such a person in the world, leaving no trace.

He slowly walked to the old man's stall, and looked down to see that Cangyun Jue was still here, and of course there were two books.

"Eighty-nine Xuangong, this is the exercise left behind after Hongmeng became sanctified, isn't it determined that it is a non-existent exercise?"

"The three Buddhist scriptures, the supreme law of the lost Buddhism."

When Ye Yun saw the other two books, his pupils shrank suddenly, and then he showed a burst of ecstasy.

In his previous life, he only knew that he had bought the heaven-level exercises of Cangyun Jue, and he didn't pay attention to the other two, which were the legendary god-level exercises.

The worldly exercises are divided into heaven, earth, xuan, yellow, spirit, and human.

An exercise is very important for a monk, and the spiritual level exercises in the cultivation realm are extremely difficult to obtain, and most of them are human level.

The exercises of the Yellow Order have already been monopolized by those sect families.

His current vision and insight are by no means novices in his previous life.

What did I miss out on?

When Ye Yun thought of this, there was some bitterness at the corner of his mouth, and he looked at the other three small items.

A purple clay pot.

A blood-red short sword, in which there seemed to be a dragon's groan.

Ye Yun felt that it didn't seem to be an illusion, but that there was really a golden dragon in it.

The last one is a painting of mountains and rivers, surrounded by mountains, green smoke curling, and a huge furnace sitting there, lifelike.

"You have to buy them all."

Ye Yun couldn't see the three items, what was the origin? .

Produced by the old man, it must be a high-quality product, and there will be no mistake in winning them all.

"Senior, I want all these things from you, how much is it in total?"

Ye Yun suppressed the excitement in his heart, trotted over, and said very respectfully.

He felt that this old man was not simple, and he could have these things that were extinct in the cultivation world, could he be an ordinary person?

It is very likely that it will be an immortal, so it is always right to call it a senior.

"Senpai? It's a bit interesting for you little baby, they all call me a bad old man, but I call it a senior, and I can't let me do a point. ”

The old man glanced at Ye Yun with some vigilance, and divided him into a category of people who were uneasy and kind.

Ye Yun was a little speechless, what kind of logic is this? .

"Old man, I sell things, don't talk about money, the old man has always paid attention to a fate, and when the fate comes, you can give it away for free."

The old man said boastfully, and then asked in a low voice.

"Young man, how many fates can you have? It can't be less than that. ”

The old man stretched out six fingers and put together a hundred each, but for their value, it was definitely a wave of blood.

"Deal, I bought it."

Ye Yun was not ambiguous, took out six sheets from his pocket and handed them to the old man's hand, he may have to eat soil in the next month.

But he doesn't think it's expensive at all, this is buying the future, it's his immortal fate.

Even if it is tenfold, he will buy it, and this is not a problem.

The problem is, he doesn't have any money.

Ye Yun was ready to be slaughtered by the old man, and he really had no choice but to call his family to ask for money.

But fortunately, the price is still within the range of their own acceptance.

This old man wouldn't know the money in his pocket, otherwise how could it be just right, and he wouldn't have a penny more.

Ye Yun was also in a good mood, packed up six things, and was about to ask where the old man's family lived, maybe there were any treasures in his home.

Who ever thought that as soon as he looked up, the old man ran away.

Where the old man was sitting, there was a quaint ring, which seemed to be made of bronze, and it was completely worthless.

Ye Yun picked it up and looked at it carefully, but he didn't see anything strange.

"Could this be the legendary storage ring?"

He tried to put it on his finger, only to see that the ring had disappeared into his finger.

I saw that above the middle finger, a ring pattern appeared.

"Pick up the leak, pick up the big hair."

Ye Yun laughed and said, the other three treasures and the three exercises, he just thought about it.

It's all in the ring, and he can take it out with a flip of his hand.

Now he has not cultivated the consciousness of the original god, and he cannot enter the ring space, so he can only take the items he knows.

The Space Ring, this is a real treasure.

Ordinary monks don't have it, even if they have seen it, they don't have much.

Ye Yun was fortunate to have seen it once in his previous life, otherwise he would not have doubted the Dao Storage Ring.

This is something that only those top power controllers in the cultivation world who have inherited thousands of years of immortality can carry it.

In the entire cultivation world, there is no way to make up the number of five fingers.

He also knew that the matter of the storage ring must be kept secret and must not be known to anyone.

Piff is innocent of his crimes, not to mention that he is just an ordinary person now.

A small fruit knife can end his life.

So what we have to do now is to practice, and to have Gou, at least to have the power of self-preservation, and then try to do something else.

"I'm back."