Chapter 47: The Mystery of the Dingzhong

"She's here too." Looking from a distance, Ye Chen murmured, his beating heart suddenly aching.

The former lover met here, so that he could not have a feeling of being separated from the world. For Ji Ningshuang, he no longer loves, but he does not hate, and the pain in his heart is only a short moment.

Suddenly, Ye Chen took out a ghost mask from his arms and covered his face.

Motivated by the figure, Ji Ningshuang came along with the crowd.

She is not alone, and there is a leisurely young man beside her, who is really graceful and graceful.

Ye Chen recognized this person as Hua Yun, who ranked first among the nine true disciples of Zhengyang Sect.

"Junior Sister Ji, go look elsewhere!" Hua Yun shook the folding fan lightly, smiling like a spring breeze, looking very comfortable.

Ji Ningshuang looked calm, but did not refuse.

Suddenly, she and Ye Chen passed by, and the former lovers met again, but they were strangers.

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

I don't know when, Xiong Er found him.

"What are you wearing a mask for?" Xiong Er looked at Ye Chen angrily, "The young master has been looking for it for a long time."

"Just bought it, doesn't it look good?" Ye Chen took off his mask.

"Money burns too much." Xiong Er scolded, "Let's go, I've already found a place to live, let's go and rest first!" Starting https:// https://

The two came to the depths of the underworld black market one after the other.

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

Entering a suite, Xiong Er locked himself in his room, apparently to study his aphrodisiac secrets.

"Don't make up for it." Ye Chen scolded, and turned around and walked into his room.

Locking the door tightly, Ye Chen took out the small tripod.

It seems that Xiaoding has been buried underground for a long time, the whole body is mottled, and there are bursts of ancient energy coming towards him.

"I don't know what mysteries will be inside." With that, Ye Chen took out the small Zijin gourd and pulled out the stopper of the gourd.

hum!

Suddenly, the Zijin Little Gourd trembled.

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

hum!

hum!

After swallowing the small cauldron, the purple gold gourd hummed violently and shook violently.

Seeing this, Ye Chen's eyes became sharp and sharp, and even Zijin Xiaohu had such a big reaction, the mystery hidden in that Xiaoding must be extraordinary.

"What's the mystery?" Rubbing his hands together, Ye Chen couldn't hold back, and looked into the small gourd. New 81 Chinese website updates the fastest Computer: https://

The purple gold gourd was misty, full of refreshing spiritual liquid, and the small cauldron was suspended on the spiritual liquid.

Ye Chen frowned slightly and continued to wait.

It wasn't until an hour later that the Zijin little gourd hummed and spat out the little cauldron.

It's just that Ye Chen never noticed that a drop of blood dripped from the cauldron just before the cauldron was spit out, and merged into the spiritual liquid in the small gourd.

"This... this is gone?" Didn't get the mystery of Dingzhong,

Ye Chen looked at the Zijin little gourd in amazement.

Being stared at by Ye Chen, Zijin Little Gourd seemed to be nothing to do, still swallowing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth unhurriedly.

Waving the small Zijin gourd, Ye Chen picked up the small tripod from the ground.

Xiaoding is still the same as before, and it is no different from before being swallowed.

"I don't believe it anymore." Ye Chen scolded secretly, and as soon as his faith moved, he immediately sacrificed real fire and wrapped Xiaoding.

An hour later.

Ye Chen took the real fire, sat down on the ground, panting heavily, and the small cauldron was still intact, and was burned by Ye Chen with real fire for more than an hour without being melted.

"What did you do to ignore the real fire?"

Ye Chen held the small cauldron, sighing and sighing, even the real fire couldn't melt it, he was really losing his temper by Gao.

"Grandma's." There was another scolding in his heart, Ye Chen held the small Zijin gourd, raised his head and poured a few mouthfuls of spiritual fluid.

Um?

The spiritual liquid entered his body, as always, like a clear spring, flowing all over his body, but what made Ye Chen inexplicable was that the spiritual liquid he swallowed this time was a little different than usual. As for the difference, he couldn't tell.

"Why is there a strange feeling." Ye Chen tore off his collar, feeling his body a little hot.

Soon, the blood in his body accelerated, and it even boiled, making his body feel like it was being burned.

Licking his dry lips, he picked up the purple gold gourd again, and raised his head again with another burst of gushing.

But soon, the feeling of being burned became stronger and stronger.

Shaking his head, Ye Chen was slightly dizzy, and the feeling of dry mouth struck again. He poured more spiritual liquid from the Zijin Gourd into his mouth, but the more he drank, the thirstier he became, the more thirsty he wanted to drink it. .

Before he knew it, he had already drank most of the spiritual liquid in the Zijin gourd.

"What's the matter." Ye Chen's eyes became blurred, and even his vision was a little blurry.

So that because he drank too much spiritual liquid, he did not even notice that he had advanced to the sixth level of Qi Condensation.

what…..!

I don't know when, he let out a low growl and tore off his clothes, feeling that his body was on fire, and even every tiny pore on his body was burning with flames.

"Water." Subconsciously grabbing the Zijin Gourd, Ye Chen raised his head and poured again, but he didn't stop for a long time.

Boo!

Soon, there was another voice like this in his body. Not long after he advanced, his cultivation realm went from the sixth level of Qi Condensation to the seventh level of Qi Condensation, and his cultivation level was approaching the peak of the seventh level. Going on like this, it is not impossible to break through to the eighth level.

what…..!

With a low roar again, Ye Chen's form changed.

His eyes were bloodshot, and the veins on his forehead jumped out one by one.

This is not the end, an inexplicable black mist emerges from his body, every pore on his body is overflowing with black devilish aura, and his long black hair has turned blood red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The most important thing is that the center of his eyebrows actually flashed a magic light, and there was a strange magic pattern that flickered.

Well…..!

Holding his head, he staggered on the ground, only feeling the roar of his mind, as if his head was about to explode.

I don't know when, he just fell to the ground and fell into a faint.

The room fell silent.

I don't know how long it took for him to recover.

Silent night, dawn in the blink of an eye.

He sat up abruptly as a ray of the setting sun shone on his face through the window.

After a short period of sluggishness, he hurriedly checked his body, only to find that his clothes were torn to pieces by himself.

"My cultivation." Feeling the majestic power in his body, he couldn't help being startled, and the realm climbed to the third level, reaching the eighth level of Qi Condensation.

"What happened last night." After being in a trance for a moment, he remembered what happened last night.

Beckoning to bring the Zijin gourd, Ye Chen's eyes became bright and dark. He drank the spiritual liquid in it last night, and then all kinds of strange things happened: the body was on fire, and the roar of the mind exploded.

"Is there a problem with this spiritual fluid?" Ye Chen pulled out the gourd stopper and wanted to find out, but the door was kicked open by Xiong Er.

"Let's go, the auction is about to start."

Uh!

Ye Chen responded, put the stopper on the gourd, then took the purple gold gourd, and walked out with Xiong Er.