Banished Disciple’s Counterattack

Chapter 42: Thousands of quick shadows

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After the battle at Fengyuntai, Ye Chen was completely famous among the outer sect.

An intern disciple in the Qi Condensation Realm defeated three main peak disciples in a row in one month, including one in the Human Yuan Realm. This is destined to become a long-lasting legend.

night.

Tianyang Peak.

Zhong Laodao fiercely covered his heart, missing a genius disciple, his heart ached for that one!

Diyang Peak.

Ge Hong sneered, "Old Qingyang, compared to our Diyang Peak, your Renyang Peak was defeated more miserably!"

Ren Yangfeng.

Qi Hao had woken up and kept roaring like a mad dog, "Kill, kill, I'm going to kill him."

Noisy!

Master Qingyang scolded, his face was livid, and he was frighteningly gloomy, "You can't beat even a single Qi Condensation Realm, so I taught you all in vain."

"Master, it's Ye Chen who is too insidious." Su Xinyue said angrily.

"Stop talking about it. For the next month, you all stay on the mountain peacefully. Don't embarrass me anymore."

Xiaolingyuan.

Ye Chen has been running the Burning Sky Body Refining for more than six hours.

In this Fengyun showdown, he was seriously injured and had many scars all over his body, especially the two bloody holes on his left shoulder and right chest.

However, these injuries were nothing compared to the punishment of fire whips received in the Discipline Hall.

Under the operation of Fentian Body Refining, his scars healed very quickly, and by the time he walked out of the room, he was already full of energy.

"Holy shit." Just as he walked out of the door, Ye Chen heard the sound of a wolf howling.

Only then did Ye Chen realize that in addition to Huwa and Zhang Fengnian, there was also a fat man in Xiaolingyuan. Oh no, it should be a human being.

Needless to say, this person is Xiong Er.

"Are you a beast?" Xiong Er rushed up and checked Ye Chen's body, and found that there were no wounds at all. He was stunned for a moment.

"Bring it here." Ye Chen stretched out his palm.

"Don't worry, it's yours." Xiong Er rolled his eyes at Ye Chen, knowing that Ye Chen was asking him for the spirit stones he won from Fengyun Wai's gambling. This time was not a small amount after all, so Xiong Er would not swallow it all. After all, it was a big sum. Part of it was Ye Chen's contribution.

"Old rule, 50-50, 40,000 per person." Xiong Er handed a storage bag to Ye Chen.

After taking the storage bag, Ye Chen glanced inside, it was exactly 40,000 yuan, and he stuffed it into his arms.

This Fengyun showdown really made him a huge profit, 40,000 spirit stones, which among the outer disciples of Heng Yue Sect, he would definitely be on the rich list.

On the side, Xiong Er took a step forward, obviously not intending to leave yet, and asked in a low voice, "Boy, have you ever been to the Netherworld Black Market?"

"No." Ye Chen shook his head gently.

"Then do you want to follow me there for a walk?" Xiong Er winked at Ye Chen, "In a few days, the Netherworld Black Market's three-year auction will begin. I heard that there will be many treasures to be auctioned."

As he said this, the man took out his mace and said, "Did you see that this mace was bought at the last auction on the Youdu black market? It only happens once every three years! If you miss it, you have to wait a little longer. Three years.”

"But why? I heard that place is not very peaceful!" Ye Chen touched his chin.

"You need to seek wealth at risk!" Xiong Er said hurriedly, "Besides, fighting is prohibited during the auction. Just go and have a look. If it doesn't work, just leave after watching it! What do you think? Do you want to go?"

Hearing what Xiong Er said, Ye Chen touched his chin again, "Then let's go and have a look?"

"Okay! It's settled. I'll go get some snow magnolias. I'll see you at the same place tomorrow at the back of the mountain."

Xiong Er jumped up, patted his butt and ran out of the small spiritual garden.

After Xiong Er left, Ye Chen locked himself in the room again. First, he placed the small purple gourd on the bedside to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and then took out Qi Hao's storage bag.

Opening the storage bag, Ye Chen couldn't help but sigh and click his tongue, no matter how determined he was.

Qi Hao is indeed a young talent from a cultivating family. He has high hopes from his family and is being trained by Master Qingyang. The treasures in this storage bag are not ordinary.

First of all, there are as many as 30,000 spirit stones in the storage bag alone.

Secondly, there are various kinds of spiritual fluids in the storage bag, some nourishing the meridians, some extending life, and some strengthening the body. They are really rich.

Furthermore, there are many spiritual herbs and spiritual weapons in the storage bag, many of which he has never seen before, and they are definitely rare. As for the spiritual weapons, they are all of the best quality, and some of them are even comparable to his. Red Sky Sword.

In the end, all that was left in the storage bag was a solitary piece of cracked tortoise shell.

"This tortoise shell..."

Under the candlelight, Ye Chen held the tortoise shell in his hand and looked at it carefully.

The surface of the tortoise shell is mottled and is only as big as a palm. A few incomprehensible runes can be vaguely seen on it, and there is an indescribable feeling all over the body, like the vicissitudes of ancient times.

It was this ancient aura that attracted Ye Chen.

Buzz!

But just as Ye Chen was thinking about it secretly, the little purple and gold gourd beside his bed trembled.

Before Ye Chen could react, the ancient tortoise shell was sucked away from his hand. The vortex at the mouth of the purple gold gourd opened wide and the tortoise shell was swallowed directly.

"What's going on with you?" Ye Chen hurriedly grabbed the purple gold gourd and looked inside.

Ye Chen was surprised to find that after the tortoise shell was swallowed by the small purple gourd, it was melted by a strange force in the small gourd, and finally turned into a breath.

This scene immediately shocked Ye Chen.

When he was stunned, the small purple-gold gourd trembled again, and all the air turned into a tortoise shell was spurted out, pouring into Ye Chen's eyes impartially.

Wow!

Ye Chen only felt his eyes darken, and his head roared for a while.

After an unknown amount of time, Ye Chen shook his head and opened his eyes.

However, his eyes became very strange. If you look carefully, you can still see lines of small words passing through his eyes.

"Quick Shadow Thousand Phantoms."

"The speed is infinite, following the shape like a shadow, the thousands are endless, and following the heart is like an illusion."

As Ye Chen murmured, he closed his eyes again and fell into a strange state.

The room fell into silence, with only the flickering candlelight.

At some point, Ye Chen stood on the ground and took a step gently. Although this step was ordinary, there was something extra in it.

After taking one step, Ye Chen didn't stop.

He seemed to be sleepwalking, walking slowly and circling around the room, sometimes moving forward and sometimes retreating inexplicably.

I don't know how long it took, but there was air flowing rapidly under his feet, and his walking speed also accelerated, and there was an afterimage appearing behind him.

Time slips away inadvertently.

In the room, it was a long night after Ye Chen left.

When dawn came, the door suddenly opened, and Ye Chen walked out in one step, walking freely in the garden, sometimes like Xuanwu building a path, with steady steps, sometimes like a breeze, coming and going without leaving a trace.

Every step he takes contains indescribable aura, his movements are so mysterious that people can't fathom them, and his speed is so fast that people can't keep up with the rhythm.

At some point, Ye Chen stopped slightly and slowly opened his eyes, with a light of ecstasy shining in his eyes.

"The speed is endless, it follows the shape like a shadow, the thousands are endless, and it follows the heart like an illusion. Well, what a speed, shadow, and thousands of illusions." (http://) "Xianwu Emperor Zun" only represents the author's views of the Six Realms and Three Ways. If its content is found to be in violation of national laws, please delete it. http://'s position is only committed to providing healthy Green reading platform.

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