Chapter 239: Golden Dragon Wanderer

"The essence of black iron?"

After hearing what Ye Chunyang wanted, Xue Meiren opened her mouth in surprise, her face changed several times, and then she looked deep in thought, as if this "Essence of Black Iron" meant a lot to her.

Xue Meiren's strangeness was naturally seen in Ye Chunyang's eyes. Seeing the other party's condition, he couldn't help but wonder. Could it be that Xue Meiren really has the "essence of black iron"? After all, with her huge property, it is not impossible to own this thing.

The most difficult thing required to perform the "Spirit Ascension Technique" is the "Essence of Black Iron." If this main material can be obtained, the rest will be much simpler.

But what Xue Meiren said next made Ye Chunyang a little disappointed.

"I never expected that what fellow Taoist needs is such a rare treasure as the Essence of Black Iron. Although the shop has various raw materials in its collection, it has never been able to obtain this item. I thought that this time I would miss out on fellow Taoist's thousand-year-old elixir."

Xue Meiren said helplessly.

Ye Chunyang sighed. After all, with the rarity of the Black Iron Essence, it was reasonable for Xue Meiren not to have this thing, and her words were also expected by Ye Chunyang.

"As far as the little girl knows, the essence of black iron is born from the meteorite mine outside the sky, and it takes thousands of years to take shape. Ancient monks often used this object to refine magic weapons, and the things they cast are all powerful. But now, the essence of black iron The spirit has long since disappeared into history and has never been seen by anyone.”

While Xue Meiren was speaking, she looked at Ye Chunyang with doubtful eyes.

She has also heard some rumors about the essence of black iron. Although this object is an excellent raw material for refining magic weapons, its refining method is extremely complicated. Even if the monks today have this object, it may be difficult for them to refining it. The opponent actually To find this thing, could he have another method of sacrifice?

This made Xue Meiren even more curious.

He possesses a thousand-year-old elixir and wants to find something from ancient times. It seems that the person in front of him is not an ordinary person.

Ye Chunyang's mind was so sharp that he could tell at a glance that Mei Xue was suspicious of him, although given the other party's cultivation level, he would definitely not be able to tell his true identity.

However, he did not want to delve deeper here, so he acted indifferently and said: "Since Shopkeeper Xue has nothing to ask for, this transaction can only be abandoned. However, today I can count it as a favor to Shopkeeper Xue, and from now on I will repay you if I have the chance.”

After finishing his words, Ye Chunyang politely bowed his fists and was about to leave.

"Fellow Taoist, wait a minute. Although this little girl doesn't have the essence of black iron, she can give you some opportunities. Maybe you can learn about this thing. I wonder if you are interested in hearing about it?" Xue Meiren suddenly said. .

Ye Chunyang took action.

Looking back, he looked at Xue Meiren in surprise and said, "Shopkeeper Xue knows where the Black Iron Essence is? If the news is true, I will definitely reward you."

Xue Meiren waved her hand and said: "Fellow Taoist, don't be impatient. The little girl just wants to introduce some people to you. They may have news about the Black Iron Essence, but the little girl can't guarantee that it will be as good as what the friend said." I wish to express my gratitude to you, so fellow Taoists do not need to say it too early.”

"How do you say this?" Ye Chunyang raised his eyebrows and asked patiently.

Xue Meiren chuckled lightly and said: "The little girl knows a Taoist friend who happened to travel here recently and is convening some like-minded people for a secret meeting. This Taoist friend always likes to study ancient texts and rare treasures, and the person who convened the meeting also Most of them are like this, maybe they have the essence of black iron in their hands."

"Is there such a thing?" Ye Chunyang's heart shook slightly.

After a long while, he asked his doubts: "I wonder where the Taoist friend Shopkeeper Xue is holding a secret meeting? Can I introduce it to my descendants?"

Regarding the Black Iron Essence, Ye Chunyang would not give up if there was even a chance.

"Fellow Taoist, don't worry. Since the little girl mentioned this matter to fellow Taoist, she just wants to introduce you to you."

Xue Meiren's beautiful eyes flashed brightly, and she said with a sweet smile: "It's a coincidence that the secret exchange meeting held by this fellow Taoist is in this city. You can take the fellow Taoist there at this moment, and there are many friends between them. In exchange for treasures, in order to meet their own needs, fellow Taoists possess a thousand-year elixir. Even if they cannot get the essence of black iron, they can still exchange for some valuable treasures from them. After all, these monks have been traveling for many years and have some rare things in their hands. It’s unmatched by any of our shops.”

Hearing this, Ye Chunyang nodded secretly.

Xue Meiren's words are true. Some monks have always liked to make sacrifices by themselves or search for treasures, and they do not like most of the things sold in ordinary shops.

Therefore, even if this type of people trade, they will only communicate privately among people of the same level, and rarely buy or replace them in shops. In their view, the magic weapons in the hands of monks of the same level are much more valuable than those sold in shops. .

At the moment, he was not being pretentious. He cupped his fists slightly and said, "Then Shopkeeper Lao Xue will lead the way. I am also very interested in this type of exchange and secret meeting."

"You don't have to be polite, fellow Taoist, just come with me." Xue Meiren was as straightforward as ever.

After saying that, he got up and walked out.

Ye Chunyang didn't hesitate, and followed her out of the Tiandeng Building amidst the shocked and fiery eyes of everyone.

After wandering around the market for about a stick of incense, Xue Meiren led Ye Chunyang to a secluded attic.

Sandalwood scent lingered upstairs, and several Taoist boys greeted each other respectfully. It seemed that the Taoist boys were cautious, even though they were already familiar with Xue Meiren.

Xue Meiren summoned a handsome Taoist boy and gave him some instructions. Then without stopping, she took Ye Chunyang straight to the second floor of the attic.

The interior is antique, with many antique calligraphy and paintings on the walls. In front of it is a golden sandalwood table with the Four Treasures of the Study. This layout does not look like the residence of a cultivator, but more like the residence of a mortal scholar.

Could it be that the owner of this place also likes this kind of literati poetry?

Ye Chunyang looked around the room curiously and found no one here, so he couldn't help but cast a doubtful look at Xue Meiren.

Knowing the doubts in his heart, Xue Meiren hurriedly said: "My fellow Taoist has a bit of a weird temper. He is probably studying ancient Chinese in the library at the moment. I have asked the Taoist boy to go and report. You only need to wait for a while."

Hearing this, Ye Chunyang had no choice but to wait quietly and pass the time by appreciating calligraphy and painting.

He had never thought of himself as a poetic person, but now that he saw the paintings on the wall come to life, he felt a sense of admiration.

Among them is a picture of a fairy soaring into the clouds. Although only the back is drawn, its ethereal atmosphere is vivid on the paper, as if you are immersed in the scene, giving people a real feeling of soaring through the mist and looking at the mountains.

For some reason, while looking at this picture, Ye Chunyang felt that the soul in the sea of ​​consciousness was faintly touched, as if he was integrated into it.

Surprised, he took two steps forward and held up the picture of immortals flying in the clouds with his hands. However, after touching it, he was slightly shocked.

This painting created ripples of nothingness, and his hand passed through the painting as if it were nothing.

After seemingly understanding something magical, Ye Chunyang suddenly felt a sense of shock in his heart.

Just as he was about to enter the painting, a rainbow light flashed in the room, and a middle-aged Taoist priest appeared in front of him.

I don’t know whether it was because they were too familiar or something else. After the middle-aged Taoist priest appeared, he did not pay attention to Xue Meiren. Instead, he looked at Ye Chunyang with a little surprise and said, "It seems that fellow Taoist friend is also someone who knows how to paint?"

He stared at Ye Chunyang, his eyes seemed a little happy, but mostly surprised and shocked.

Ye Chunyang looked at this man. He had a pale face and beardless hair. He was holding a golden dragon pen in his hand. If it weren't for the Yunding Taoist robe, Ye Chunyang would have thought he was a down-and-out scholar in the mortal world.

However, although this person is also in the late stage of foundation building, he is surrounded by the vitality of heaven and earth. He is only one step away from the mana stage. Moreover, the golden dragon pen in his hand has a vague spirituality, and it seems to be a semi-spiritual weapon like a golden mace. device.

What surprised Ye Chunyang even more was that after his spiritual consciousness penetrated this brush, his soul was as ready to move as if he had just admired the painting. It was obvious that this treasure was extraordinary.

After his thoughts suddenly changed, Ye Chunyang clasped his fists and said humbly: "I am just a rough man from the mountains. How can I understand the artistic conception in the painting? I just feel that this painting by my fellow Taoist has subtle subtleties, so I can't help but take a few more glances."

Hearing this, the middle-aged Taoist looked directly at Ye Chunyang for a long time, with some profound thoughts passing through his eyes, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Xue Meiren saw the two people going back and forth, and the atmosphere seemed a bit strange, so she couldn't help but make peace and said: "Fellow Daoist Xu is still so chic and comfortable after not seeing each other for many days. This little girl really admires her."

At this time, the middle-aged Taoist also came back to his senses, waved the golden dragon pen in his hand, let out a hearty laugh, and said: "As for Xue Xianzi, Xu just likes to study some ancient calligraphy and paintings, but Xue Xianzi's family is a big business Big, with the support of that old monster behind me, I, Mr. Xu, don’t dare to offend easily.”

As if she had hit on some secrets, Xue Meiren's face changed slightly after hearing this, and she forced a smile. Then she changed the subject and said, "Fellow Taoist Xu is joking. The little lady is here today to introduce you to a fellow Taoist." , and participate in the secret exchange meeting together.”

After speaking, he introduced to Ye Chunyang: "This is Fellow Daoist Xu, named Jinlong Sanren, the convener of this secret exchange meeting."

"Since I am Xue Xianzi's friend, there is no problem in participating in the secret exchange meeting. But I don't know the name of this Taoist friend? Are there any treasures that need to be exchanged at the meeting?"

The middle-aged Taoist looked at Ye Chunyang thoughtfully and spoke politely.

"My dear, Ye Xiaobao, thanks to the recommendation of shopkeeper Xue, I do have some treasures to display." Ye Chunyang said calmly.

"It turns out to be Fellow Daoist Ye. You two only need to wait here for half a day. After the other fellow Daoists gather together, you can have a secret meeting."

The middle-aged Taoist's smile remained unchanged, but Meiren Xue felt a little strange after hearing Ye Chunyang's self-announcement. She couldn't help but look at him a few more times, as if thinking about something, but she soon returned to calm.

Seeing this, Ye Chunyang sighed slightly in his heart.

When they made friends that day, he used the pseudonym "Ye Ting" and did not show his true face to others. Xue Meiren naturally could not recognize his identity. However, since he had never revealed his identity to Mu Ling'er, he had not revealed his identity to Mu Ling'er. If explanation is necessary, just let everything take its course.

Although the three of them were chatting and laughing at this time, they actually had their own plans. After the middle-aged Taoist entertained them, he took the two of them to wander around the attic, and Ye Chunyang couldn't help but marvel at his vast collection.

Along the way, they saw many ancient objects. The middle-aged Taoist often explained to them all kinds of interesting things they had seen during their travels around the world, as well as anecdotes about many dangerous places in the mountains, which made Ye Chunyang amazed.

This person was at the same level of cultivation as him, and he had the guts to break into dangerous areas in the mountains, so he obviously had some tricks up his sleeve.

After talking and laughing for a while, several figures came to the attic one after another. It seemed that they were the people participating in the secret exchange meeting.