"How about it, little brother, have you ever taken a picture of that emperor-level elementary wood technique?"
As soon as Zheng Chenfu entered the stone house, the ugly old man behind the counter immediately asked.
Yi Chen, who had been waiting for Zheng Chen in this stone house for a long time, was staring at Zheng Chen expectantly, and the meaning of his inquiry was self-evident.
"Although there were some twists and turns, the wood technique was still photographed by this junior." Zheng Chen nodded and said calmly with a faint smile.
"Just take a photo. How much immortal crystal did it cost?" The ugly old man first laughed and then asked.
"Four hundred thousand yuan," Zheng Chen replied.
"You got 400,000 pieces of immortal crystal? It can't be that little, right?" the old man Qi Chou asked in surprise.
"Haha, it was originally 800,000 yuan, but someone made a copy of the technique and paid half of it for me, saving me 400,000 yuan of immortal crystals." Zheng Chen said with a wry smile.
"Who would be so generous? No, that emperor-level skill cannot be copied by ordinary people. To be able to copy the skill completely and produce so many fairy crystals, I am afraid that it must be at least mid-level emperor level or above.
Strength matters. Do you know who the other party is?" The ugly old man said with concern.
"Lord Mieming!" Zheng Chen took a deep breath, suppressed his lower body, and faced the palpitations of Venerable Mieming, and said calmly.
"It's no wonder that it's that old guy. He has just accepted a disciple with an innate wood spirit body. Naturally, he wants to recruit some advanced wood techniques for his disciple. However, with the old guy's temper, how can it be possible?
I gave you the original, but only got a copy back, and gave you 400,000 immortal crystals for free?" The ugly old man said in confusion.
"Maybe it's because of my master's relationship. Master Mie Ming probably knew my master. Not only did he pay 400,000 pieces of immortal crystals after copying the technique, but he also gave me a storage bracelet with a huge capacity."
Zheng Chen touched his chin and spoke lightly.
"Your master?"
The ugly old man was slightly startled at first, then seemed to suddenly realize, and continued: "Take out the storage bracelet, and let me see if the old guy did anything in it."
Zheng Chen didn't hesitate, he immediately took out the storage bracelet and handed it to the old man Qi Chou.
After a long while, the ugly old man returned the storage bracelet to Zheng Chen and said: "There is no manipulation in it."
Zheng Chen took the storage bracelet and said, "Thanks to the help of the seniors, the two juniors have been here for a long time and are about to leave Jinhan City."
"Haha, you can leave with peace of mind. I will definitely keep my word." The ugly old man twisted his face, smiled slightly, and waved his hand.
Zheng Chen nodded, and then led Yi Chen out of the stone house without stopping at Jinhan City. After quickly walking out of the city gate, he took out the flying magic weapon and galloped towards the south.
Zheng Chen and Yi Chen had just walked out of the stone house when the ugly old man murmured to himself: "Is this kid really a disciple of some old monster in the world of cultivation? He is so afraid of even the existence of Master Mieming. Look,
Come on, I’d better not try to take advantage of him.”
It seemed that Zheng and Chen had already left Jin Hancheng, and the ugly old man also left his stone house, and then with a flicker of his body, he disappeared out of thin air...
Just after bypassing the territory of Mingjie Villa and flying for less than an hour, Zheng Chen's flying magic weapon suddenly trembled and suddenly stopped in the air while flying rapidly.
After Zheng Chen inspected it for a while, his face changed drastically, and then a playful and wry smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
The space around the flying magic weapon has been fluctuating. It must be that a monk has used great magic power to imprison the flying magic weapon.
With a thought in his mind, Zheng Chen took out the Fenglin Medicine Cauldron that had been hidden since he entered Jinhan City from his storage bag, and made it emit a fiery red light curtain to protect his whole body before putting away his flight.
The magic weapon appeared in the sky.
Under the protection of the divine light of Fenglin Medicine Cauldron, Zheng Chen and Yi Chen were able to appear safely in the violently fluctuating sky.
"Jiejie, boy, we meet again."
Suddenly, a familiar voice suddenly sounded in the space, and gradually, the figure of an old man in black robe suddenly appeared from the void.
Judging from the appearance of the old man in black robe, he turned out to be the mid-level immortal monk of the Transformed Demon Sect who intercepted and killed Zheng Chen last time near Mingjie Villa.
"I wonder why your Excellency stopped me this time. Could it be that you are still greedy for the divine treasure?" Zheng Chen glanced at the other party and asked calmly, without seeming to be afraid at all.
"Haha, boy, are you going to let that ancient remnant soul possess you this time?" the old man in black robe asked with a strange smile.
"Hmph! If you still plan to rob me of the divine treasure, I advise you to give up and don't lose your life here." Zheng Chen did not answer at all, but gave a warning.
"You kid, stop pretending to be sophisticated. Others may not know it, but I know very well that the ancient remnant soul in you has left. Now that you are only in the Nascent Soul stage, how can you escape from me again?
Is it just because you have a rookie who is in the early stage of Golden Elixir?" The old man in black robe looked at Zheng Chen playfully, seeming very confident.
Being called a rookie by the old man in black robes, Yi Chen's expression suddenly turned ugly. However, compared to the masters at the Immortal Master Stage, a Golden Core Stage monk was just like an ant. He was said to be a rookie, but he was actually very good.
Give me face.
"Leave the divine treasure, the five-thousand-year-old blood lingzhi, and the purple-gold ginseng. I might be kind enough to leave you a whole corpse. If not, just wait for me to extract the soul and refine the marrow!"
The old man in black robe then explained his purpose of coming, and it seemed that he was still determined to be evil.
"How did you know that I have five thousand years of blood ganoderma? Oh, by the way, you were there at that auction. This is easy to explain. Then how did you know that I had purple golden ginseng? I
I remember that I was in Mingjie Baozhai, but I never met you." Zheng Chen seemed to be very interested, and actually started talking to him like friends.
"I can't tell you. When you took the picture of the Five Thousand Years Blood Ganoderma lucidum, I was indeed there. And about the purple golden ginseng on your body, I naturally learned about it from my disciple. You, the purple golden ginseng, got it from me.
You snatched it from your disciple, and even caused my disciple to be slapped and kicked by that famous lady. Naturally, this debt will also be borne by you." The black-robed monk explained coldly.
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"Oh, it turns out that the master's special envoy of the dark demon that the idiot said is you. No wonder the famous lady said that he is as stupid as his master!" Zheng Chen couldn't help but sneered.
"You dare to speak harshly even when you are about to die!"
When the Dark Demon envoy heard Zheng Chen's words, his eyes immediately glowed with a fierce light, and then he stopped talking and immediately fired out several black lights and attacked Zheng Chen.
Judging from the power of those black lights, they were actually components of the demonic body that Zheng Chen had seen before!
However, at this moment Zheng Chen shouted loudly in the air and said: "Senior, you should be here!"