Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info "Huh, you kid actually has the same great cultivation as the ancestor, such a little cultivation, there is an enlightenment immortal pattern, and an immortal inheritance, what is that? A tripod, the vicissitudes of breath, even older than the ancestor's years? Ah, there is also a drop of fire phoenix blood...

The clay pot was gushing there, telling all Bai Ye's secrets one by one, which made his face suddenly change color, and his heart was shocked to the extreme.

"What is this clay pot? It is desolate to my Danhai, even when he was in Fujia, as a half-step golden pill, the old man of Tianshu could not detect the breath, but it could be seen through at a glance..."

After a long time, Bai Ye was thoughtful, revealing his intentions, "This clay pot has some meaning!"

Immediately, with a wave of the big sleeve, the clay pot immediately fell into the treasure bag.

"Boy, it's not right for you to treat your ancestors like this, you should treat your ancestors like you, say hello in the morning and evening, and worship day and night, instead of throwing garbage like this..."

The treasure bag can isolate the breath, but it can't isolate the voice of the clay pot.

Two days later, a majestic city appeared in front of Bai Ye's eyes, but his face was ugly and even darker, and at this moment, he regretted taking this clay pot away.

For the past two days, along the way, this clay pot has been chattering, even if Bai Ye is deaf, he is talking to himself and muttering.

Until the city is near.

"I'm dying of the Ancestor, since I was deceived into this by that old thing... No, since the ancestor and I willingly hid in to hide from those nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine concubines, I don't know how long it has been since I said it so happily!"

"Xiaobai, you are really a good person! You don't know, I don't know tens of thousands of years, no, hundreds of thousands of years..."

"Shut up, don't call me Xiaobai, and if you don't stop nagging, beware of Lao Tzu burying you again!"

At this moment, Bai Ye's face was even darker, and he finally couldn't bear it anymore.

"Hmm, Xiaobai, you dare to treat the ancestor like this, think back then, the cultivation of the Nine Realms, which one saw the ancestor, not thousands of miles away, he knelt down and screamed..."

"Shut up!

Bai Ye completely broke out at this moment, took out the clay pot, and looked around, immediately making the clay pot, his words changed, and he was frightened: "Don't bury it! Don't bury it! Old Ancestor shut up, from now on, if you let me say it, I will say it, don't let me say it, Old Ancestor won't say a word!"

After a long time, Bai Ye exhaled, "It's finally quiet!" Suddenly, I felt that the wind was clear and the mood was a lot more open.

Not far from that city, Bai Ye fell, his eyes were constricted, and there were immortal patterns in his left eye.

In Bai Ye's eyes, countless veins of powerful fluctuations immediately appeared, each of which moved slowly, covering almost the entire sky above the city.

"Forbidden Formation?"

"What kind of prohibition is this, I want to be the ancestor of the Divine Palace..."

"Shut up!"

Bai Ye suddenly changed color.

A huge stone tablet, shining with spiritual light, Bai Ye's face turned black again and he couldn't help but be shocked.

This stele is impressively countless spirit stones, smelted by magic, at this moment, his eyes flickered and burned, and he couldn't wait to dig up the whole piece of this stele.

The Tianlan Temple is too extravagant, and the spirit stones needed for this spirit stone tablet, if they are given to some small sects, I am afraid that they may not be able to accumulate it in a year.

However, this also shows that the strength of the Tianlan Temple is strong, this spirit stone tablet looks like it has obvious traces of time, and it has stood here for I don't know how many years, but no one dares to take it away.

Bai Ye stood in front of the stone tablet, took a few deep breaths, and then suppressed the fiery eyes and the thoughts that were about to move in his heart, and slowly walked into Jiayuan City.

As soon as he entered Jiayuan City, Bai Ye was immediately shocked.

The city was crisscrossed by countless spacious streets, lined with shops of all kinds, and there were a large number of people coming and going, all of them monks, and even a few people who had just walked past him, all exuding the coercion of the foundation period.

These monks, some in a hurry, some in a leisurely manner, went from shop to shop, and at first glance they seemed to be almost as few as mortal towns.

The Fuga sect is far to the east, where resources are scarce, and it is impossible to build a city of monks.

Although I heard Zhao Dibei say that hundreds of miles away from Tianpeng Mountain, there is a monk's workshop market, which can trade all kinds of materials, but Bai Ye has never been there, and now when he comes to Jiayuan City, his eyes are a little dazzled.

Bai Ye walked on the street, looking east and west, for a while, he forgot the purpose of entering the city.

It's no longer a tower, but a stall set up by countless monks, and the number of people has skyrocketed.

"Fellow Daoists, come and see, this is a demon pill comparable to the ninth layer of condensation, the fire beast, only three intermediate spirit stones, and the demon pill of this earth escape beast is also cheaper, only two..."

"Hey, this Daoist brother, looking at your great figure and good cultivation, junior brother has a rare treasure here, only a hundred low-level spirit stones, and it will definitely help you become famous in Zhongzhou in the future..."

The undulating shouting of each other was suddenly filled, all of which made Bai Ye stunned, and he was suspected of being a fang market in the mortal dust.

Bai Ye's heart moved, he walked to the stall selling demon pills, hugged his fists and said, "This brother, I don't know what the price of your demon pills here is!"

At the stall, the person was selling and soliciting, and when he heard Bai Ye asking for the price, his eyes immediately lit up, especially when he saw the person standing in front of him, he couldn't see through it, and he was even more enthusiastic.

"This senior, it's right if you come to me, don't look at the juniors are just five layers of condensation, but the demon pill on the stall is genuine, Tong Su is not bullied, each one is purchased at a large price, the juniors are just making a small profit, you see this demon pill of the flamingo..."

Bai Ye looked at the monk in front of him, who could be a father at an age, but claimed to be a junior in his mouth, and was a little speechless, but this is also the reality of the immortal cultivation world, as long as the cultivation is high, even if he is a child, he will make others be in awe.

The stall owner introduced the dozens of demon pills on the stall, while Bai Ye showed great interest and was quite moved, with an expression of wanting to buy them all.

Seeing such an expression, the stall owner was in a good mood, and he was even more gushing, and his enthusiasm made people doubt that Bai Ye was really his elder.

Bai Ye kept all the prices of those demon pills in his heart, and suddenly said, "Do you still buy the demon pills?"

"Xiaobai, you are too treacherous, it turned out to be this plan, but the ancestor likes it, I want to be back then, the ancestor..."

"Shut up!"

The sound of the clay pot came out again, but this time it only existed in Bai Ye's mind, Bai Ye's face was slightly gloomy, and his divine sense immediately came out.

The stall owner wiped his mouth, and was about to exert more effort to make Bai Ye make up his mind to pack and buy, when he heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and then showed strange eyes, and said secretly: "It's wrong to express Lao Tzu's feelings, this one doesn't want to buy it!"

Bai Ye didn't know what the other party thought, but the eyes saw it, and he couldn't help blinking, and he didn't realize it, and spoke again: "I don't know if Your Excellency still accepts the demon pill?"

"Accept, of course!"

The stall owner still showed enthusiasm, promised in his mouth, and secretly said in his heart: "Even if this person doesn't buy it, if he wants to sell, he can make a profit!"