"Little Shitou, you can sell this magic iron." When Ye Chen was laughing, an old man came up to him. He was quite plump and kind-hearted, "The price is negotiable."
Not to mention him, all the powerful immortals present, including Taiyi, were ready to speak. Xuantian Divine Iron is something that can only be found but cannot be found. This is a supreme treasure!
"Not for sale." Ye Chen smiled and shook his head.
Just kidding, how could Xuantian Divine Iron be sold? If the stone had not been cut on the spot, he would not have put this whole fuss aside. The Divine Iron is to be integrated into the Dinghai Divine Needle. When the iron rod is taken back, it is to be integrated into the Chaos Cauldron. This is the Divine Iron , can money measure it
With that said, Ye Chen turned around and left. To be precise, he was dragged away by Taiyi.
Nezha's master is still very reliable at critical moments. The magic iron is an extraordinary object. If someone catches it, the end will not be very comfortable. It is better to leave early.
As he expected, there were more than one or two people staring at Ye Chen. They were all scary old guys. A cold light flashed through their cloudy old eyes. Shen Tie was determined to win.
"What a little stone spirit." The owner of the stone shop stroked his beard.
"Such a big piece of fairy iron was taken away like this." The thin old man said distressedly. He was not just melancholy. After guarding it for so many years, he was caught off guard by this surprise.
"Check his origins." The owner of the stone workshop left a message and disappeared in an instant.
Ye Chen and Taiyi left, and there were not a few who followed them out of the stone workshop. Most of them were people who were ready to kill people and steal goods. They did not dare to take action in Chentangguan and only waited for Ye Chen to leave the city.
There were quite a few people staying in Shifang, and most of them gathered in the corner of Shifang, rushing to buy stones. Maybe a piece of magical iron could be found. Who can say the chance
What a pity! The wish is beautiful, but the reality is nonsense. I don’t know how many people have spent all their money gambling on stones, but when they arrived, they still didn’t find a decent treasure.
On one side of the street, Taiyi used the invisibility method and disappeared into the crowd.
Ye Chen smiled, he remembered the old man's kindness.
However, Taiyi is not the only one with profound Taoist skills. It is true that they have used the invisibility method, but there are still many people who are watching them secretly, and they can't get rid of them.
"Every man is not guilty, but he is guilty of carrying a jade." Taiyi said leisurely.
"I understand the truth." Ye Chen smiled.
"Since you understand, give the divine iron to me! I will keep it for you." Taiyi Zhenren stroked his beard and said it with an awe-inspiring attitude. The demeanor of a high official well explained the sentence: I don't belong. Hell, who goes to hell.
"What, you can fight better than me?" Ye Chen looked at Taiyi with a smile.
As soon as these words came out, Taiyi Zhenren's strong character disappeared in an instant. He was overthinking. How could this little stone spirit be so capable? It's obviously safer to leave him there.
While talking, the two entered the mansion one after another.
Little Nezha had made some mistakes and was locked up. There were at least a dozen layers of barriers trapping him, all of which were created by Taiyi. His disciple was so lawless that even the third prince of the Dragon King dared to destroy him, so he could not be let go. He went out for a walk, otherwise there would be a big mess.
"I knew you would come to me." The little guy smiled brightly.
In fact, he is not young. Ye Chen can see the clues. There must be something wrong with the exercises he has practiced, so he doesn't grow up. Although he is not tall, he is fierce when fighting.
Taiyi left and found a quiet place to find a way to resurrect the third prince.
The remaining two set up the cauldron again.
It was getting late, Ye Chen stayed at the mansion without leaving.
That night, he closed the door tightly and took out the broken golden knife. The buzzing sound was endless. It should have been a quasi-emperor weapon before, but it broke and fell to the Great Holy Soldier.
Ye Chen closed his eyes and found the remaining artistic conception of the broken knife.
In the dark, he seemed to be able to see a majestic figure standing at the end of the years, wearing ancient armor and carrying a golden magic sword, cutting the sky and splitting the earth like a god of war.
After he realized this, he did not wake up for three days.
During this period, Taiyi came here and saw Ye Chen enlightening. He did not disturb him. He just stood outside the door and watched quietly. The little stone spirit in his eyes was even more extraordinary.
This kind of extraordinary refers to Ye Chen's Tao Yun. He doesn't know what kind of Tao he has cultivated. He can see many mysterious visions and hear the heavenly voice of the Tao. Even he felt in a trance after hearing it.
He began to understand that the reason why Ye Chen was strong was because his Tao and his understanding of the Tao were far superior to his. A junior in the Spiritual Void Realm had subverted his knowledge.
"Master, what are you looking at!" Little Nezha came, floating in the air, and like Taiyi, he opened the window and looked in. He couldn't help but be surprised when he saw Ye Chen's body showing strange phenomena.
"Tell Master honestly where he came from." Taiyi said leisurely.
"We met that night." The little guy's voice was childish and he replied simply and neatly.
Taiyi took a deep breath, turned around and left without asking any more questions. After walking a few steps, he turned back and was carried away by Little Nezha. He would have to be imprisoned for a few days.
"When you get to heaven in the future, don't make the same mistake again."
"I'm not going."
"Hey... you little melon."
As the two of them drifted away, the night fell into silence again.
However, this night, there was an undercurrent. The only reason was that Xuantian Divine Iron was so extraordinary that it aroused the greed of more people. Outside the mansion, there were countless people watching, waiting for Ye Chen to go out, and then killing people and stealing goods. As for Who can get it depends on the face.
On the fourth day and night, he saw Ye Chen's body trembling slightly, and his artistic conception transformed into an illusion. There was a clear understanding in his eyes. The avenue was infinite, and there was always something he didn't know, just like the Tao Yun in the knife.
Standing up slowly, he held the Dinghai Divine Needle in one hand and the Broken Golden Knife in the other. He used the Immortal Art of Refining the Weapon. The golden knife shattered, and the iron rod also shattered. The essence of the two was kneaded into one by him. The ball, the fire of the soul was trapped, and the stick body was reshaped.
The fusion was quite smooth, and the bright golden iron rod looked even more domineering.
"good."
Ye Chen smiled happily. The iron rod was heavy and it would hit people easily.
While he was watching, he suddenly heard a familiar opportunity.
Without thinking much, he stepped out of the room and saw an ethereal figure, like a ghost, standing in front of the lamp and under the moon. With his eyesight, he could not see its dignity clearly, only his true identity. His body was covered in chaos, and the only thing he could see clearly was the man's eyes, which were also in chaos, with no pupils visible at all.
"Chaos body." Ye Chen whispered.
It has been two hundred years since the relics of the former Tianzun were separated. He had known that the Chaos Body had come to the heaven, so he was not surprised at all when he saw it this time. The two of them would see each other sooner or later.
Goodbye Chaos Body, he is more terrifying than before.
There are only three people of the same generation that he fears, one is Zhao Yun and the other is Ji Ningshuang. As for the third one, he is Chaos Body. He is not of his bloodline, but his understanding of the Tao. He is not inferior to him at all. Although he has never fought before, he knows that he has no chance of defeating him.
Ye Chen was afraid, and so was Chaos Body.
The Chaos Body doesn't know Zhao Yun. He only knows that in this era, his real opponents are the Ancient Holy Body and the Eastern God Yaochi. He has thought so since he first met him at the Tianzun ruins that year. He has no confidence in defeating Ye. Chen is not sure he can beat Ji Ningshuang.
"I will be self-proclaimed tomorrow, so let's compare notes." Chaos Body smiled.
Ye Chen didn't reply, he looked around, wanting to see where he could escape and soar into the sky. You came here in the middle of the night, not to compete with me, but to beat me up! I have to suffer a calamity. I need cultivation but no cultivation, and I need blood but no blood. How can I beat him
The body of chaos has fallen, and it is still difficult to see its dignity before his eyes. The body is covered by chaos, or in other words, he is just chaos, and it is difficult for Ye Chen to see through it.
"Play a game." Chaos Body smiled, and with a flick of his hand, there were stone tables and chairs in the courtyard, as well as an ancient chessboard, with black and white pieces, both shining brightly.
"It's good to play chess. Playing chess doesn't hurt your friendship." Ye Chen sat down with a smile.
Once upon a time, there was an old man who told him the truth: playing chess requires knowledge.
The so-called knowledge means: if you can't defeat the opponent, you can overturn the table.
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