Returning to Yunwu Sect, Ye Chuan quickly announced his retreat.
This time, the injury was more serious than any other time. Not only was the left shoulder penetrated, he almost lost his strength and died. After taking the high-grade elixir sent by the Great Elder and meditating for several hours, he slowly recovered.
When Ye Chuan's health gets a little better, he won't be able to rest any longer.
First, he sorted out the harvest from this trip to the back mountain and ordered the Balrog to collect some medicinal herbs planted on Ziyun Peak. Then, he combined it with the fire dragon grass dug up in the Fire Valley to personally refine a fiery red pill. . After being taken out of the oven, the aroma is fragrant. What's even more amazing is that the pills are vivid like little dragons, with a crystal luster flowing on the surface. We don’t know how powerful the medicine is, but the appearance alone is amazing.
Fire Dragon Pill!
Using the herbs in his hand, Ye Chuan refined another elixir that had long been lost on the mainland.
"Yiyangzi, this is for you, take it. It can replenish your vitality and resist the severe cold. Unfortunately, it lacks some of the main ingredients and the quality is a bit poor."
Ye Chuan threw a crystal bottle to Enma Yiyangzi, which contained a fire dragon pill, and kept the rest by himself. During this elixir refining, a total of thirteen Fire Dragon Pills were refined, and twelve of them were packed together, filling the crystal bottle.
“It smells so good!”
Enma Yiyangzi moved his nose, took a deep breath and praised, "Sir, this elixir can replenish vitality, but the quality is not good enough?"
Yan Mo looked at Ye Chuan in surprise. He felt full of energy after just taking a breath of the lingering fragrance. Swallowing this fire dragon pill with a strange fragrance will definitely be a great supplement. On the market, there are very few elixirs that can replenish vitality. Such good elixirs are said to be of poor quality, but there really are no elixirs of good quality. No one can refine them.
"What does this mean? If you have sufficient and complete materials, the refined Fire Dragon Pill can not only replenish your vitality, but also extend your life. Take good care of the eight-hundred-year-old Fire Dragon Grass. If anyone comes to me, you can He said that I would not see anyone in seclusion, so I would go out at night and be back before dawn."
Ye Chuan gave an order and walked away with the newly refined Fire Dragon Pill.
A lot of things happened in the past few days, but he did not forget the agreement he made with Liu Hong, the eldest daughter of Wudunmen.
Liu Hong was good-looking, not tall but charming, and had a passionate and unrestrained personality, but Ye Chuan was not interested in her. What was interested was the so-called overseas casual cultivators. He wanted to see who the so-called overseas loose cultivators were and what kind of things they brought to the underground ghost market.
"Master, Master..."
The demon chased him for a few steps. The sky turned dark and the wilderness was dangerous. Ye Chuan's injury had not yet recovered. He wanted to persuade him not to go out at this time. However, Ye Chuan walked faster and faster and disappeared in the blink of an eye, so he had to give up.
The mountain gate was heavily guarded by people coming and going, but Ye Chuan slipped down the back mountain and left the Yunwu Sect without anyone noticing. When he arrived in the wild, he summoned the Evil Bull King and rode on it, running wildly all the way. When night enveloped the earth, he came alone to the underground ghost market between the three sects. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Liu Hong wearing a short leather skirt. It looked like she had been waiting for a long time.
"Mr. Ye, why are you here so late? I wonder if people will be impatient while waiting?" Liu Hong twisted her waist and curled up to her, reaching out to hold Ye Chuan's arm.
"This is the time we've been waiting for. It's so inconvenient in broad daylight, but it's better when it's dark at night."
Ye Chuan smiled, with an ambiguous look on his face, but quietly took half a step back, avoiding Liu Hong who pressed against her without leaving a trace.
"Oh, my slave is so ugly, can't he compare to your little junior sister?"
Liu Hong sighed quietly, smiled slyly, and blew into Ye Chuan's ear, "I heard that Mr. Ye was ambushed when he returned from training in the mountains and met a top-notch killer?"
"Oh, how did you know?" Ye Chuan was a little surprised. He didn't expect the news to spread so quickly. It seems that there are many eyes and ears in the sect who are liaising with opponents.
"Hahaha, of course I know. There is nothing in this Yunwu Mountain Range that I don't know."
Liu Hong smiled, her smile was bright, and she got a little closer to Ye Chuan. His tone changed and he said seriously: "Master Ye, if I say that it was not our Wudun Sect that did it, nor the violent bear from the Xuanding Sect, would you believe it?"
"I believe."
Ye Chuan nodded and said, "That was done by a pig."
"Hahaha… "
Liu Hong laughed loudly, not caring about people's looks, "Mr. Ye, I am really happy to be with you. If I said that I fell in love with you, I would marry you in this life, would you believe it?" "
"I don't believe it, I absolutely don't believe it." Ye Chuan shook his head, cherishing his words like gold.
Liu Hong's eyes were like a pair of autumn waves, and seemed to be covered with a layer of water vapor. She glanced at Ye Chuan with water, took out two cloaks and hats from behind, put one on herself and gave the other to Ye Chuan, and said: " Those overseas loose cultivators haven’t left yet, they’re in front, Mr. Ye, please.”
"please!"
The corners of Ye Chuan's mouth turned up slightly, and his words sounded casual, but his body secretly kept a distance and caution. After putting on his cloak and hat, he followed Liu Hong and left one after another.
It is not a market held every three days. There are few people in the underground ghost market, and it becomes even more deserted at night when the cold wind blows. Sometimes after walking for a while, I only see a few figures.
Liu Hong walked in front and led the way, twisting and turning in the underground ghost market, deliberately leaving Ye Chuan with a slim figure full of reverie. After walking for about half an hour, they led Ye Chuan to a huge grotto. Other places are dark and deserted, but here there are many torches lit and many people gathered.
Inside the grotto, seven people were kneeling. The costumes are strange. Everyone wears linen clothes, a big bamboo hat on their head, a long sword hanging from their waist, and wooden clogs on their feet. More and more people gathered outside the grotto, but these seven people kept their heads lowered, as cold as seven lifeless stone sculptures.
"These overseas casual cultivators have brought a lot of good things, but they don't need money or crystals. They can only exchange goods. They never bargain and ignore people if the transaction is not successful. It's very weird! Mr. Ye, you have seen too much. You are knowledgeable, help me find out which treasures are worth selling." Liu Hong whispered in Ye Chuan's ear.
These seven overseas monks had very weird tempers. Some people tried to take advantage of them, but in the end they were all rejected. There were also people who wanted to be tough when the deal failed. As a result, a random weirdo stood up and challenged each other, and the battle was easily resolved in a face-to-face encounter. The opponent was either dead or injured, and their cultivation levels were unfathomable. Soon, no one would dare to be arrogant anymore.
"Oh, really?"
Ye Chuan became interested and stepped forward to observe carefully.
Since ancient times, many treasures of heaven and earth have only grown overseas. In the previous life, when he covered the sky with one hand, overseas cultivators paid tribute to him with many good things. Now, as a human again, he wanted to see what treasures these seven weird guys brought from overseas.