Chapter 1004 White Dragon Sword

"Senior brother, what is this sea of ​​gray mist that they say is so magical?"

Chewing chicken in his mouth, Gu Anran lowered his head and asked drunkenly.

"This...I really don't know."

Ye Yun shook his head and smiled bitterly.

He really couldn't find any memory about the Gray Mist Sea in the Supreme God's memory.

It seems that this sea of ​​gray mist has not been around for long.

The Taishang Domain is far away from the Daluo Domain. The Supreme God is so high up there that it is impossible to know everything.

However, Ye Yun was somewhat impressed by the Ten Thousand Demons Temple.

The Temple of Ten Thousand Demons is a huge force among the demon clan.

In terms of strength, it is stronger than the original Taishang Wangqing Palace.

This time, the Temple of the Ten Thousand Demons purchased the inner elixir of the Mist Demon, and purchased it at a very high price, which may have attracted the participation of many monks from the Great Luo Realm.

After all, in Ye Yun's view, Daluo Territory is close to the Tenth Sea Area and can be considered a remote place.

The monks in this place, especially the casual monks, are relatively poor.

If the mist demon inner elixir in this sea of ​​gray fog has such great value, it will attract many people to take risks.

The wages of avarice is death.

This is also human nature.

Ye Yun didn't think there was anything remarkable about this kind of thing.

"Senior brother, do you have any ideas about going to the Gray Mist Sea to kill the fog demon?"

Gu Anran raised his head, looked at Ye Yun and asked with a smile.

"I don't care, little junior sister, if you really want to go, I will accompany you."

Ye Yun smiled slightly.

He has no shortage of resources, and he is not interested in any cultivation resources in the world.

"Let me think about this..."

Gu Anran turned his head and said with a smile.

In this case, she was in no hurry to answer.

after awhile.

The two of them left the restaurant after eating and drinking.

"Brother, didn't you say there are stalls on the street over there? Come on, let's go and have a look!"

Gu Anran pulled Ye Yun and walked over unsteadily.

"Little junior sister, have you drank too much from this jar of wine?"

Ye Yun joked.

"The main thing is that I am having fun with my senior brother, so I don't suppress my drunkenness..."

Gu Anran chuckled.

Her face turned slightly red, and suddenly the smell of alcohol rose in her throat. She turned her head away violently, shook her shoulders, and let out a wine burp.

Ye Yun couldn't help laughing.

The pair of brothers and sisters looked at each other, laughed at each other and walked into a street on the corner next to them.

This street is not wide, but long and narrow, and there are many monks setting up stalls.

The monks who set up stalls were old and young, dressed in ordinary clothes, and many of them were casual monks who were short of money.

These casual cultivators are much shabbier at first glance than the well-established cultivators on the streets outside.

As soon as Ye Yun and Gu Anran entered the street, many people were extremely enthusiastic and kept saying hello to them.

"Sir, young lady, please come to my stall and see if there is anything you want to buy?"

Someone greeted.

"Let me see!"

Gu Anran staggered over, squatted down, and looked at the things on the stall.

Ye Yun stood aside with a calm expression.

In this stall, there are only a few herbs and a few broken magic weapons.

At first glance, they are all worthless junk.

"It's boring..."

Gu Anran also noticed this, curled his lips, stood up, pulled Ye Yun and walked inside.

When the monk saw this, he quickly shouted: "Don't leave, you two. These things I have are very cheap. I will sell them for the spirit stones!"

"Don't even give it away for free..."

Gu Anran waved his hand and laughed twice.

The two walked around for a while, but didn't find anything suitable.

Gu Anran was a little disappointed.

"Junior sister, since we didn't succeed in picking up the missing pieces this time, why don't we go to the auction house and see if we can pick up the missing pieces?"

Ye Yun suggested.

"That's fine..."

Gu Anran nodded. She looked towards the front of the street, pointed in a certain direction, and said, "We have almost finished walking this street. Let's go through it from here!"

"good!"

Ye Yun nodded.

The two people walked forward for about a few dozen feet. At this time, there were very few people setting up stalls at the end of the street.

There was only an old man with white beard and hair on the street, wearing a white cotton robe, sitting on the ground, closing his eyes and meditating.

The ancient old man opened his eyes, with a face full of enthusiasm, and said quickly: "You two fellow Taoists, please stay. Little old man, what I sell here are some swords of extraordinary quality. Do you want to pick one?"

Seeing the ancient man boasting about himself, Ye Yun shook his head repeatedly.

"What kind of good sword can you find on this stall?"

Gu Anran pouted and said nonchalantly.

Although she was careless, she still squatted down at this moment, stretched out her jade hand and grabbed a sword from a pile of broken swords.

This is an extremely broken silver sword with a white dragon on the sword.

"This young lady has good eyesight. This is a silver dragon sword, of royal quality, a truly good sword!"

The old man clicked his tongue and said.

"This sword of yours is just a low-grade emperor-level sword. The blade is so damaged that I guess its power has dropped to the heaven-level..."

Gu Anran's eyes flickered, holding the silver dragon sword in his hand and looking at it constantly.

Ye Yun lowered his head casually and looked at the sword.

"White Dragon Sword?"

The next moment, Ye Yun's expression changed.

Although the sword was bumpy and had many gaps, Ye Yun still recognized it at a glance.

This white dragon sword was one of his master's swords.

"Where did you find this sword?"

Ye Yun took the sword, gently stroked the blade, looked at the ancient man and asked seriously.

"I picked it up in the river. Do you think the little old man stole it?"

The ancient man spread his hands and said righteously.

"I want this sword. Please give me a price."

Ye Yun said calmly.

The ancient old man hesitated for a moment, looked at Ye Yun, then raised a hand and said firmly: "Fifty thousand spiritual stones, not a single penny less!"

"I'll give you one hundred thousand."

Ye Yun threw out a storage bag with an indifferent expression.

"Thank you, sir. You gave me too much. How about you pick a few more swords from this stall?"

The ancient man was a little flattered and said in a panic.

"No!"

Ye Yun shook his head.

"Senior brother, this sword is so broken, why do you still want to buy it?"

Gu Anran stood up and asked curiously.

"Let's go first..."

Ye Yun said, pulling Gu Anran and leaving the street.

Go to a secluded place.

"Little Junior Sister, this White Dragon Sword was one of our master's swords back then. I don't know how it ended up in the divine land..."

Ye Yun put his hand on the blade of the sword with a sigh on his face.

"Ah!" Gu Anran suddenly realized it and said with a shocked look on his face: "Senior Brother, could it be said that my disciples from the Shenlong Sect have been to the Divine Land?"

Ye Yun slowly analyzed: "I can't tell, maybe it's one of my Shenlong Sect's disciples, maybe it's the master..."

"Master, is he still alive?"

Gu Anran's eyes lit up and he asked subconsciously.

Although in her memory, the master no longer exists, but since there is a senior brother, then there is a master.

Although I don't remember it, it does not prevent the existence of this master-disciple relationship.

"Master, he must be gone..."

Looking towards the direction of the tenth sea area, Ye Yun's heart was heavy, his face was sad, and his voice was low.