Ye Long really didn't believe that he could find a spiritual weapon in this kind of antique market. Even if he was lucky enough to find it, it would just be a toy for children to play with, like the peach wood sword in his hand. Because the spiritual weapon itself is difficult to refine,
Even if it is successfully forged by luck, the inscriptions engraved on it will not remain in the world for a long time. They will gradually fade away as the number of uses increases.
It gradually weakens and eventually disappears. Once the inscription disappears, the spiritual weapon will lose its spirituality and become mortal. If you want the spirituality of the spiritual weapon to never disappear, you need to continue to refine it, and finally make the spiritual weapon become
However, the world is vast and the number of artifacts is very small. Ye Long only had two semi-finished artifacts as a gift from Duke Fuqiu.
But just as Ye Long was following the two people in front of him, a familiar feeling came from his left rear. Ye Long subconsciously looked back and saw a white-haired man with a stooped figure and a face full of wrinkles.
old woman sitting
In front of the stall, there are countless antiques of different shapes placed on the stall. Some of these things are rusty, some are stained with mud, and none of them are clean. Because of this, the old woman’s stall is
The shop has been neglected for a long time.
Chu Yunyi, who was alarmed by Ye Long's sudden move, was already old enough. The two of them turned around. Chu Yunyi looked curious. She didn't know why Ye Long was attracted to such an inconspicuous little stall.
?On the other hand, the old Taoist priest who was following her stared at the small tower in the middle of the pavement for a long time with squinted eyes.
What a coincidence, Ye Long's eyes were staring closely at this small bronze pagoda covered in mud and rust. The more Ye Long looked at it, the familiar feeling became clearer in his heart. It seemed that he and this small pagoda were related to each other.
They all come from the same origin. Looking at this small tower actually gave Ye Long a sense of intimacy.
"Old man, how can I sell this small tower?" Ye Long asked the old Taoist one step ahead. The old Taoist looked at Ye Long suspiciously. He did not feel the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power in Ye Long's body. Speaking of which, this boy should
It's not a cultivator, so how did he see that this small pagoda was different? Or are these just coincidences?
"Fifty cents!" the old woman said without thinking.
Ye Long couldn't help but be stunned when he heard this. Fifty cents, which dynasty's currency is this? Could this old lady have watched too many TV series?
"Oh, look, I'm so confused, five hundred yuan, five hundred yuan!" The old woman seemed to have realized something and hurriedly corrected her with a laugh.
Although Ye Long was suspicious, he couldn't figure it out no matter how hard he thought about it. In the end, he didn't care and got the small tower by paying the money and delivering the goods.
Ye Long placed the small tower in the palm of his hand and looked at it carefully. Although this small tower was small, it had all the necessary facilities and details, as if the original ancient tower had been shrunk.
Generally speaking, the level of fine workmanship made Ye Long gasp in surprise! He became more and more certain that the background of this small tower must be considerable.
Just when Ye Long was holding the small bronze pagoda and couldn't put it down, the old Taoist priest on the side came up and said sincerely: "My friend, how about I buy this small pagoda of yours for 50,000 yuan?" I just saw what Ye Long liked.
From the appearance, he concluded that Ye Long just discovered this small tower by chance. If he paid 50,000 yuan to buy him a tower, he would definitely sell it.
However, what surprised the old Taoist priest was that Ye Long was not moved at all by the price he gave, and even ignored the old Taoist priest. This made the old Taoist priest feel a little embarrassed, and he couldn't live with his face. Chu Yun was behind the two of them.
Yi sensed that something was wrong with her anger and hurriedly stepped forward to persuade him to make peace.
"You two, stop arguing. It's just a small toy. Don't hurt the harmony."
The old Taoist priest glanced at Chu Yunyi. He knew that now was not the time for him to snatch it. He controlled his mental and spiritual power to wrap up his words and said: "Little friend, for the last time, do you want to sell it or not?"
Ye Long, who was in the late stage of foundation building, couldn't see these little tricks of the old Taoist priest, so he responded in the same way: "I won't sell it!"
Ye Long's spiritual power and spiritual power were much higher than those of the old Taoist priest who was at the thirteenth level of Qi refining. As soon as the two spiritual powers came into contact with the old Taoist priest's sound wave, he was defeated. He didn't even resist.
There is no time
, the mental and spiritual power controlled by Ye Long hit the old Taoist priest's chest smoothly and unimpeded. The force was so strong that the old Taoist priest was knocked backwards. He had to retreat dozens of steps before he could stand it.
Keep your posture steady.
As soon as the old Taoist stood still, he felt a sweet sensation in his throat, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth and nose. The old Taoist wiped away the blood on his face in surprise, walked to Ye Long in three steps, and said, "Plop
"With a sound, he knelt down on the ground and knelt down to Ye Longxing, muttering something in his mouth:
"Senior, please accept me as your disciple!"
Chu Yunyi was so shocked when he saw this that his jaw almost dropped. He never thought that this old Taoist priest would actually behave like this, and he seemed to have an indescribable connection with Ye Long. This couldn't help but arouse Chu Yunyi's curiosity.
In his heart, he wished he knew it now.
"What are you talking about?" Ye Long couldn't help but feel a headache when he saw this. He now regretted that he had used too much force just now. Although the old Taoist master Xiaota no longer cares about me, now he is thinking about me! It's really troublesome.
"Master!" The old Taoist master kowtowed as he spoke.
Seeing this, Ye Long hurriedly stepped forward and helped the old Taoist priest up. Ye Long looked up and down, and then thought about this person's future role. Finally, he shook his head with regret and said, "I'm sorry, I
It’s not that powerful, and I haven’t practiced enough, so I’m really not qualified to be your master!”
In fact, what Ye Long originally thought was that if he accepted the Taoist priest along the way, he would be able to get more information about the world of mortal cultivation in the future, and he might be able to take him with him at critical moments when he went to Xidan City. asxs
. effect, but then Ye Long thought again, if there was some mysterious organization behind this guy, wouldn't he be exposed in vain? Then the danger and trouble would continue, and he, Ye Long, couldn't bear the crime of running away day and night.
The old Taoist priest had no choice but to return to the mountain sadly and continue practicing.
After being separated from the two of them, Ye Long hurriedly returned to his rental house and took out the small tower and inspected it carefully. He first transferred the spiritual power from his Dantian into the small tower, wanting to test it.
Looking at the reaction of the small tower, it was a pity that no matter how much spiritual power Ye Long injected, it was of no use. The small tower remained the same as at the beginning.
Ye Long thought it was because his spiritual power was not enough. He took out all the ten remaining jars of fairy wine from the Qiankun bag, and immersed the small bronze tower in his hand into the fairy wine one jar after another. Let Ye Long
In addition to the dragon, after the small bronze tower was immersed in the fairy wine, it began to absorb spiritual power crazily. Eventually, the original pure white wine of the fairy family turned into a jar of the most ordinary water.
However, the golden strip tower absorbed the spiritual power of ten jars of immortal wine without any change, which made Ye Long a little depressed, but he soon thought of a place with sufficient spiritual power - the two stone pillars of Piaomiao Peak!