Chapter 51: Sorcery

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"Of course." The old man in purple clothing smiled slightly at Ye Chen's inquiries. "I have seen many real fires, but like you, the golden real fire, I really saw it for the first time."
"But I don't think my real fire is very strong." Ye Chen scratched his head.
"True fire is born from heaven and earth. It is inherently spiritual and naturally suppressed by the master's cultivation. Only then can you condense the air, and your true fire only has the ability corresponding to your cultivation, and ..."
Having said that, the old man in purple stagnated and took a deep look at Ye Chen, "And your true fire has not yet awakened."
"Don't wake up?" Ye Chen was surprised the more he heard.
"I can only say that it is not a normal real fire, at least in my opinion, it is stronger than all the real fires I have ever seen." The old man in purple clothes seems to have concealed, saying too much is not good for the current Ye Chen.
Ye Chen's intentions were not exhausted, but he knew how to converge and did not continue to ask.
"Come on!" The old man in purple has raised his arm and raised his palm.
Ye Chen didn't drag at all, and immediately raised his arm, and the palm of the old man in Ziyi was stuck together.
Suddenly, his heart moved, real fire burst out at will, and poured into the old man's arm through the palm of his hand, forming countless words, and wrapped those words tightly.
"Devil's blood." Really in contact with Ye Chen's body, the eyes of the old man in purple suddenly became profound.
He stared at Ye Chen, as if he could see the blood flowing in Ye Chen's body, from which he caught a bloodthirsty, ferocious and violent gas.
The old man in Ziyi narrowed his eyes and glanced at Ye Chen with a faint glance.
"How could there be magic blood in his body?" The old man in purple murmured, and he could see that Ye Chen obviously did not know that the blood of the ancient demons was hidden in his blood.
The doubt in my heart was interrupted by the pain in the arm.
The old man in purple clothing withdrew his thoughts from Ye Chen, focused his eyes on his own arm, and was wrapped in Ye Chen's real fire. The mantra of the mantra felt a strong threat, struggling violently.
Upon seeing this, the old man in purple clothing pointed out and completely trapped the curse's curse on his arm, so as not to spread to other parts of the body.
An hour passed, Ye Chen was sweating.
His real fire was still burning, but the mantra of the sorcery was obviously ingrained, and he could resist the real fire chamber, so that after so long, he could only burn a little bit of the mantra.
"Xuan Steel and Xuan Iron are not easy to take!" Ye Chen wiped his sweat.
At this moment, think about it, he regrets that the reward is less. This mantra is far from the evil thoughts in Bear II Mace. It can't be refined overnight. It needs a long time to completely remove it. time.
Between Ye Chen was a bit laborious, the old man in purple clothes put his palm lightly on Ye Chen's shoulder, and rolled into the body of Ye Chen.
Jing Yuan's body shook Ye Chen's spirit.
"You only need to refine one of the mantras," said the old man in purple. "The mantras are linked by the mantras. When a mantra is refined, I have a way to break the mantra."
Ok!
Ye Chen nodded, took a deep breath, and the real fire flame rose instantly.
Six hours later, he took off for the first time, panting back to the real fire.
At this time, if you look at the arm of the old man in purple clothes, the curse pattern on it is already in chaos, and the magic curse connected by the curse pattern has also changed.
The old man in purple is really a supernatural person. He put his fingers close together, pressed it on his arm, and started to move down from his shoulder. The curse imprinted on his arm was forced out by him.
Ye Chen did not bother, but exited the small courtyard gently.
When he returned to the back hall again, he picked out the old man in purple clothes and gave him a storage bag. He hurriedly looked inside and couldn't help being surprised.
"Five ... 500,000." Seeing the number of spirit stones, he couldn't help but swallow a secret spit.
"It's a big deal!" Sighing with tongues, Ye Chen's heart was full of thoughts. It was beyond his expectation that the old man in purple clothes would give him so many spirit stones.
Huh?
For a while, Ye Chen found out that in addition to the 500,000 spirit stones in the storage bag, there was a small note.
Taking out a small note, Ye Chen hurriedly looked at it: the iron rod was counted as Tian Xuan Men's gift to Xiaoyou, half a million spirit stones, and the original number was returned.
"Sure enough, Tian Xuan Men." Ye Chen touched his chin.
Thinking of this in his heart, he stepped out of the backyard and came to the street. His mood was very good. The half a million spirit stones returned, giving him a little more confidence, and having money in his hand, very at ease.
It's getting late, but there are still many pedestrians on the street, and the rumblings are still endless.
Ye Chen didn't go back immediately, but strolled around the street, looking over the stalls on both sides, looking for the black steel and black iron he needed.
After all, he stopped at a wretched old man's stall.
"Xuan Gang Xuan Iron." Ye Chen had just stopped, and he set his eyes on two irregular stones, one black and one bright, not too big, only the size of an egg.
His arrival did not attract the attention of the insignificant old man, who was now staring at the passing woman with his eyes glowing, while looking at it, he was also showing that insignificant smile.
Somehow, when he saw the old man at first glance, Ye Chenmeng had an impulse to want to be ridiculous.
"Old man, look at me and take things away."
what?
The old man's eyes turned around immediately, and he gave a cough, and calmly wiped the saliva from his mouth. The 180-degree turn turned his face, and he looked at his handful of beards and looked like a senior man. .
Ye Chen's mouth twitched sharply. The secret performance of the old man in the dark road was not covered. He looked at the beauties in the last second. At this moment, he became a senior expert. I didn't know that this product was really a senior. Where is the master?
"This little brother, when you see that you are a person who knows goods, I'm all a baby here, only to be destined." The old man was again scratching his beard, but his face was always insignificant.
cut!
Ye Chen disagreed. He passed by so many stalls, almost everyone said so, and he was no stranger.
"I want this piece of black iron and black steel." Ye Chen said without ink, pointing to the black iron and black steel.
"Ten thousand." The old man straightened a finger.
"Five thousand." Ye Chen directly exploded the price. You stunned, one hundred thousand spirit stones, I can't buy it directly from Chow Tai Fook, but also ran to this dark black market with thousands of miles?
"I said, Xiaowa, you've cut the price too hard!" The insignificant old man stared with a beard.
"My master taught me to buy things halfway." Ye Chen looked at the wretched old man harmlessly.
"I ....." The wretched old man was about to jump on the spot, but still hesitated, "90,000, can't be less."
"Sixty thousand."
"The deal."
Ye Chen had to fight hard to bargain with the insignificant old man, but he couldn't think that the old man promised so easy, which made him a little surprised.
"Give money and money, hurry up." The wretched old man seemed to be in a hurry, plugged Xuan Tie and Xuan Steel, and then started to clean up his booth, this look of panic, as if there is something urgent. .
Ye Chen was very confused, but still reached into his storage bag.
"Zhu Geyu, you old man, you kill a thousand swords." Before he pulled out the spirit stone, Ye Chen heard a loud cursing coming from afar.
Could not help but glance, not far away is a fat old man angry to kill.
Seeing this, Ye Chen came to understand this. The owner of this booth was so anxious that someone asked him to settle the bill!
Thinking in this way, but Ye Chen still took out the spirit stone, and always paid for shopping.
However, before he passed the spirit stone, the insignificant old man rolled up and ran away, and the speed was not covered.
"You shit." After the wretched old man, the fat old man whistled past like a gust of wind, and the already noisy street, because these two immortal noises, turned into a flying dog.
"Let's go?" Ye Chen coughed, took out the storage bag containing the spirit stone, and let him consciously stuff it into the storage bag again.