Ye Fan laughed and said: "Ziweijiao really knows how to do business, and sells leftover materials as strange stones."
"You can't say that. The origin stone industry has always been like this. We are willing to fight for it. Besides, the price we sell for this scrap is not very high." Zhao Fa smiled.
"Sure enough, he only bought this stone because it was cheap. It's really too much. He underestimated me, the Wind Clan."
"How can this be, it's too much!"
The Feng Clan group of very radical young people who had always had a bad feeling for Ye Fan were very angry at this time, and many of them showed contempt, glared at him, and were filled with indignation.
Ye Fan didn't pay attention to these people. The Holy Lord of the Wind Clan's birthday is coming soon. He doesn't want to cause any unpleasant things with these people. He just made up his mind to pay back their three million catties as soon as possible, otherwise he will always be exposed.
He smiled, glanced at Zhao Fa, and said: "Ziwei teaches business, I am deeply impressed. But sometimes it is these unremarkable stones that cut out gods."
"Then do you dare to cut it?" A disciple of the Wind Clan scoffed.
The smile on Zhao Fa's face remained undiminished, and he said, "I've heard that brother Ye's origin technique is amazing, why don't we cut it up on the spot, let's open our eyes."
"I just wanted to give away a piece of Origin Stone. It's full of suspense, and I left it to the Wind Lord to play with. Since you all want to see it, I'll just cut it open."
Ye Fan stepped forward, without taking out the silver knife, he directly cut the stone skin with his fingers, like a god blade cutting tofu, and the stone dust fell down on the ground.
Here, there are some young heroes. When they saw someone cutting stones, they started talking, and attracted people from other tables to look at this place. For a while, many people paid attention to this place.
"Hey!"
Ye Fan shook his fingers lightly, and the black stone was completely cracked. He obviously didn't want to waste time and wanted to peel it off directly.
"Is it really rare? Judging by his indifference, I'm afraid it won't be something of great value."
"Original Art Grandmaster cuts stones with extra care, but he was taken aback. It's really special, it doesn't seem like the way he treats rare treasures."
Ye Fan smiled and asked Zhao Fa: "Brother Zhao, what do you think you can cut out?"
Many people fell silent, Zhao Fa shook his head, and didn't dare to say anything more, he knew very well that Ye Fan's Origin Technique was powerful, since he dared to cut it, he probably had a certain degree of confidence.
"Brother Ye, let's cut it open and let the facts speak for themselves."
"Crack!"
Ye Fan tapped lightly, and the black source stone broke, and the stone skin kept falling down, and then the dazzling light shot up into the sky, causing many people to cry.
"Shenyuan!"
"There is a divine source inside!"
Everyone exclaimed, a piece of leftover material actually cut out a rare divine source, which made them marvel, the master of source art has the power to turn decay into magic.
Zhao Fa's face was a little stiff, he said it himself, this is the remaining piece of stone skin that Ziwei Sect cut out from the source of the gods, and he didn't want to be cut out of the gods again, his face was hot, as if he had been slapped .
"It actually cut out the source of God..." The disciples of the Wind Clan were also stunned, they did not expect such a result.
Since there is a fetish, why didn't Ye Fan cut it out? Wouldn't it be more glamorous to send it out like that? This puzzled them.
"There is no suspense about the source of the origin technique master. Only the strange stones are top-grade and worthy of collection." An old man sighed softly and told the truth.
"Clatter!"
The stone skins all fell off, and the dazzling light shot out, like a round of golden sun hanging in the sky, most people couldn't face it.
Shenyuan can hang in the air, never sink, and is gorgeous and colorful. This kind of magnificence makes everyone's heart beat, and its value is too great.
All the holy lands are extremely eager for the source of God, because it has endless magical functions, and it involves immortal legends, and many great religions spare no effort to collect them.
Whether a holy place is powerful or not has a lot to do with the number of gods. The ordinary monks can't understand all kinds of things in it, but they know its peerless preciousness.
"It's enough to be worth 300,000 catties of pure energy. This gift is too heavy." Someone exclaimed that this piece of divine energy could be as big as half a human head.
Even if the gifts given by other holy masters are nothing more than that, Ye Fan, as a junior, gave such a big gift, which is considered very heavy.
"No, there is something in the source, there are strands of splendor overflowing, a little scary and sacred!"
People quickly discovered the abnormality, there was something else in the source, and a mysterious air mechanism flowed out.
Ye Fan was surprised. He didn't find any abnormalities when he selected the stone. He just thought it was a piece of divine origin, which was enough as a birthday gift, and he didn't want to have some mystery after cutting it out.
It looked like a broken dragon horn, but it was only two inches long. The golden light flowed, and the splendor flickered.
"The fetish contains treasures!"
"Is that... a dragon horn?"
Many people exclaimed, they felt a kind of supreme coercion overflowing, and they couldn't help but want to worship.
As time went by, this terrifying coercion became more intense and shocking.
At this time, many guests looked at it together, and the divine light in this place soared into the sky, which had already alarmed everyone, even if those holy master figures were looking from the hall.
"This is the sacred horn of the ancient royal family!" Finally an old man recognized what it was.
At this time, the Holy Master of the Wind Clan and other big figures were alarmed, and they came over in person to look at the dragon horn-shaped divine object in this divine source.
The ancient kings are invincible in heaven and earth, they are all humanoid creatures, invincible, it is difficult to meet opponents in the ancient times, their number is extremely rare.
People in the later generations don't know much about them, they only get information from the dusty source stones and ancient mines. Now they are shocked to see such a sacred object.
"That's right, this is the holy horn born of the ancient royal family. It can break the sky and the earth, and it is a peerless fetish!" A holy master-level figure praised.
"The supreme kings of the ancient times can be compared with the ancient emperors. Their natural horns are the essence, the most precious, and the supreme holy objects used to sacrifice soldiers."
"Although it's only a small piece that broke off, it's also priceless. It's a great gift!"
Several holy masters talked like this, and they all spoke highly of it, which made everyone even more surprised. Zhao Fa's face was ugly, and he never expected such a result.
Their Ziwei Sect missed the fetish, which made him want to vomit blood. It was just a piece of leftover material, but something more precious was cut out.
Feng Huang and some of the Feng Clan's disciples were shocked, the black stone that the other party sent was so precious this time, it was really "connotation", they were stunned.
"This is not just a sacred object for refining soldiers. Grinding it into powder can also cure all poisons. It is even more useful for tempering flesh and blood!"
These bigwigs are all highly respected. It is conservatively estimated that the value of this two-inch-long holy horn is more than two million catties.
Even Ye Fan was taken aback, he didn't intend to give such a precious fetish, all of this was unexpected.
"This gift is too heavy, I can't accept it." The Holy Master of the Wind Clan looked like a middle-aged man, with a majestic appearance, black hair like waterfalls, deep eyes, very powerful.
Ye Fan smiled and said: "You gave me three million catties without even frowning. This is nothing, but please accept it."
"Okay then, otherwise, I would look hypocritical." The Holy Master of the Wind Clan nodded, and at the same time cared about his injuries, and asked someone to send a few life-sustaining pills.
At this time, the children of the Feng Clan were all embarrassed, and they were all speechless. Feng Huang's younger brother, Feng Lie, came over and said with a playful smile, "Brother Ye, give me a strange stone anytime."
Ye Fan glanced at him, and was very impressed with this former cheap brother-in-law, and beat him up when they first met.
Then, this guy is very different, if you want to go to Miaoyu Temple, you have to pull him and let him lead the way. He is so superb that he can't laugh or cry.
Ye Fan chatted with him one after another, and Fenghuang yelled angrily not far away: "Feng Lie, come here!"
Li Heishui pretended to be on the sidelines, and said with a smile, "Little Liezi, if you don't leave, I will make the decision for Ye Fan and give you three strange stones."
"Really, fake?" Feng Lie's eyes flashed.
"Of course it's true. Don't forget that it was the two of us who cut out many rare treasures in the God City of the Northern Territory and stirred up endless troubles. You still don't believe me?" Li Heishui laughed.
"Okay, I'm not leaving, I'll hang out with you guys in the future." Feng Lie sat here and couldn't get up, and ignored Feng Huang's words on the spot.
"Feng Lie..." Feng Huang glared at him from the side, she was magnificent, as beautiful as a fairy, and she was angry at this moment with a special charm.
"Sister, don't attack me, I'm an adult now." Feng Lie muttered.
The other children of the Feng Clan couldn't stand him, they didn't expect him to be so spineless, and he would get together with Ye Fan, which made many of his cousins hate him so much.
Feng Huang pointed at him, turned around and left in anger, without saying anything more.
Beside, the saints and the saints are very speechless. They feel that Li Heishui is too wicked. Is there anyone who is so annoying? This is to deliberately feel sorry for Wind Clan Pearl and drag her younger brother into the water.
"Brother Ye, do you really want to kill yourself?" The Zifu Shengzi suddenly said, his face was flat, but Ye Fan knew that this person didn't have a good impression of him.
Because he once suppressed the saintess of Zifu, there were many rumors when he was in Shencheng, saying that the innate sacramental body might be born, and this matter made the saint of Zifu very sad.
"That's right, I have to make a decision within half a month, time is running out, life is short, I don't have time." Ye Fan nodded.
Many people have strange thoughts. Even if Ye Fan cuts off his cultivation and becomes a mortal, it is still of great value. Judging from the strange stone he gave just now, it is worth the efforts of all major religions to win him over.
"You short-lived ghost, it seems that you can't live for a few more days, and you can't change anything if you kill yourself." The Golden Wing Xiaopeng King strode forward, his eyes were full of wildness and cruelty, and his majestic body flowed with divine light. Oppressing people like a mountain, he said: "Since you don't have a few days to live, then I'll make a move in advance, otherwise I'm afraid I won't have the chance to kill you!"
"Are you eager to die?" Ye Fan asked coldly.
"In this world, it is no longer suitable for people like you to practice. Even God wants to destroy you with the Dao. I will do it for God and send you on the road!" Gold-winged Xiaopeng King was quite arrogant, and the golden-winged Xiaopeng King was quite arrogant. Full of Senhan's killing intent.
"Have you forgotten the last time I broke your bones?" Ye Fan smiled.
"Last time I tied my hands and feet, this time I will kill you like a bedbug, and let you shed the last drop of blood!" King Gold Wing Xiaopeng's voice was deep and powerful, extremely powerful.
"It seems that this battle between you and me is inevitable, so let's leave Eight Hundred Gods Island, and don't make trouble for the birthday of the Holy Master of the Wind Clan!" Ye Fan stood up.
"It's just what I want, I can't wait to tear you apart!" Gold-winged Xiaopeng Wang showed his wildness, his golden pupils were as terrifying as knives, and said: "I will cut off every inch of your flesh and blood, and crush your flesh and blood!" Every bone!"