Chapter 47: Tripod

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"She came here, too" Looking at it from a distance, Ye Chen murmured, his beating heart hurting a bit.

The former lover met here, so that he must not have the feeling of being alive. For Ji Ningshuang, he no longer loves, but he will not hate. The pain in his heart is only a brief moment.

Suddenly, Ye Chen found a ghost-head mask from his arms, covering his face.

The figure spurred, Ji Ningshuang came with the flow of people.

She is not alone, and she is followed by a leisurely young man, who is really personable, and the jade tree is in the wind, showing her grace and grace.

Ye Chen recognized this man as Hua Yun, the No. 1 true disciple of Zhengyang Zong.

"Sister Ji, look elsewhere!" Hua Yun shook the folding fan lightly, smiling as if spring breeze came, looking very comfortable.

Ji Ningshuang looked calm, but did not refuse.

Suddenly, she and Ye Chen passed by, and the former lover's reunion was the same.

Ye Chen passed slowly, his steps were steady and powerful, and he did not turn back.

I don't know when Xiong Er found him.

"What are you doing with a mask?" Xiong Er looked at Ye Chen angrily.

"I just bought it, so good?" Ye Chen took off his mask.

"The money burns a lot." Xiong Er cursed, "I'm gone. I've found a place to live. Let's take a rest first!"

The two came one after the other and came to the depths of the Nether Black Market.

In front of it are rows of pavilions, which are places for people to settle during the auction.

Entering a suite, Xiong Er locked himself in his room, and seemed to be studying his aphrodisiac.

"Don't make up for it." Ye Chen cursed and turned into his room.

Locking the door of the room tightly, Ye Chen took out that little tripod.

Xiao Ding seemed to have been buried underground for a long time, with mottled whole body, and bursts of ancient spirits coming forward.

"I don't know what mystery will be inside." Then, Ye Chen took out the Zijin small gourd and pulled out the gourd stopper.

Hum!

Suddenly, Zijin gourd trembled.

Then, the small vortex reappeared, and a bottle of Xiaoding was swallowed on the spot by the Zijin gourd.

Hum!

Hum!

After swallowing the little tripod, the purple gold gourd buzzed and shook violently.

Seeing this, Ye Chen's eyes became bright and clear, even the purple gold gourd had such a big response, the hidden mystery in that little tripod must be extraordinary.

"What is mystery in the end." Rubbing his hands, Ye Chen couldn't hold back a bit, and looked into the small gourd.

The purple gold gourd was full of refreshing spirits, and the little tripod was suspended above the spirit fluid, without trembling, without flashes of light, just like a quiet suspension.

Ye Chen frowned slightly and continued to wait.

It wasn't until one hour later that the Zijin gourd buzzed and spit out the little tripod.

It was just that Ye Chen had not discovered that a moment before Xiao Ding was spit out, a drop of blood dripped from the Ding and merged into the spiritual fluid in the small gourd.

"This ... this is gone?" Ye Chen didn't get the mystery of Dingzhong, Ye Chen looked at Zijin small gourd for a moment.

Staring at Ye Chen, the Zijin small gourd is like nothing but everyone, still taking up the heaven and earth aura.

She waved her purple gold gourd and Ye Chen picked up the little tripod from the ground.

Xiao Ding still looks the same as before, before being swallowed.

"I don't believe it." Ye Chen cursed, her faith moved, and she immediately offered a real fire and wrapped Xiaoding.

After an hour.

Ye Chen received the real fire, sitting on the ground with a rump, panting heavily, and the little Ding was still intact and was burned by Ye Chen for a long time without melting.

"What did you do that ignored the burning of real fire."

Ye Chen held Xiao Ding and sighed, even the real fire could not be melted to melt it, he was really high-tempered.

"Yeah." There was another scold in her heart. Ye Chen held the small purple gourd and raised her head with a few mouthfuls of spiritual fluid.

Ok?

The spiritual fluid flowed into his body like Wang Qingquan flowed through his body as before, but what made Ye Chen inexplicable was that the spiritual fluid swallowed this time was a little different from usual, and he couldn't tell the difference.

"How could there be a strange feeling." Ye Chen tore off her collar, feeling a little hot.

Soon, the blood in his body speeded up the circulation, even a little boiling, making his body feel more burned.

Licking his dry lips, he picked up the purple gold gourd again, and raised his head again for a while.

It was only soon that the feeling of being burnt became stronger.

He shook his head, Ye Chen was slightly dizzy, and his dry mouth felt again. He was pouring more spiritual fluid into the purple golden gourd, but the more he thirsted, the more thirsty he wanted to drink. .

Unconsciously, most of the spiritual fluid in the Zijin gourd had been drunk by him.

"What's the matter." Ye Chen's eyes became blurred, and even looking at things was a bit fuzzy.

To the extent that he drank too much spiritual fluid, he was unaware of his advancement to the sixth level of condensation.

what…..!

He did not know when he yelled and ripped off his clothes, feeling that his body was like a fire, and even every small pore in the whole body was burning with flames.

"Water." Subconsciously grabbed the purple gold gourd, Ye Chen raised his head for another burst of irrigation, and did not stop for a long time.

Huh!

Soon, there was such a voice in his body. He had just advanced for a short time, and he practiced from the sixth condensate to the seventh condensate and jumped to the seventh condensate. If this continues, the breakthrough to the eighth is not impossible.

what…..!

With a growl again, Ye Chen's shape changed.

His eyes were bloodshot, and his forehead jumped out.

It's not over. His body has an inexplicable black mist, and every pore in the whole body is filled with black magic spirit, and the long black hair becomes blood red at the speed visible to the naked eye.

The most important thing is that his eyebrows flashed magic light, and a strange magic pattern flickered.

Well…..!

He hugged his head and nucked on the ground, only feeling his head roaring and his head exploding.

He didn't know when he fell to the ground and fell into a faint.

In the room, there was silence.

I don't know how long before he recovered.

There was nothing to say all night, and then dawn.

As a ray of setting sun ran down his face through the window, he sat up suddenly.

After a brief stagnation, he hurriedly inspected his body, only to find that his shirt was torn by himself.

"My cultivation is." He felt the majestic strength in his body. He couldn't help but be shocked. The realm climbed to the third level and reached the eighth level of condensed gas.

"What happened last night." After a moment of sorrow, he remembered what happened last night.

Beckoning the purple gourd, Ye Chen's eyes became dim. Last night, he drank the spiritual fluid inside, and then all kinds of strange things happened later: the body was like a fire burning, and his brain was roaring so that it burst.

"Is there a problem with this fluid?" Ye Chen unplugged the gourd stopper and looked into it, but the door of the room was opened by Xiong Er's kick.

"Go away, the auction is about to begin."

Uh!

Ye Chen responded, covered the gourd stopper, then closed the purple gourd, and went out with Xiong Er.