Chapter 4117 Awareness

In this case, Chu Yan can only hope for luck, walking blindly all the way, completely by feeling.

Who knows where the Lord of Myriad Sources will be, maybe he is bored in a small courtyard, or among a large crowd, or even at any booth.

However, there are hundreds of magic weapon trading blocks in Sword City, and each block has hundreds of thousands of people. Even if you look at them one by one, it will take several years.

Therefore, in this case, the picture has little meaning. If you know the other party's aura, as long as you spread your consciousness, you can search these blocks in a few hours, and it will be much easier to find.

Half a day passed, and Chu Yan, who was wandering around, found nothing, and found nothing at all.

There is only a vast sea of ​​people around, all kinds of magic weapon blades, and some materials for making magic weapon blades, treasures of heaven and earth, treasures of refining equipment and so on.

After Chu Yan walked through several main blocks, he was inevitably disappointed, but he did not leave.

"Maybe if you cling to something, you will lose something!"

Suddenly, a glimmer of understanding flashed in Chu Yan's mind, and a rule appeared in his mind, the more hoped for things, the less likely to appear, and the more worried things, the more likely to happen.

So, what should be done! ?

It should be that there is no need to hope, no need to worry, just follow your heart.

At this moment, Chu Yan's mind suddenly loosened, as if the shackles of the self were loosened, and his mind spread accordingly, and he looked at the sharp blades of the magic soldiers who hadn't paid attention to them all around.

Chu Yan was a sword cultivator from the very beginning, or in other words, he had always been a sword cultivator before he practiced the Great Thousand Elephant Art. From the first day he stepped into martial arts, a Haotian sword accompanied him longer than anyone else.

And it is such a sword, with which he has experienced all the difficulties, dangers and joys necessary for growth.

Because of this, the way of the sword has always been one of the main avenues of Chu Yan's cultivation. Although he later practiced the Great Ten Thousand Elephants Art and merged all the avenues into the original way, this does not mean that the sword in Chu Yan's heart meaning has disappeared.

On the contrary, the sword intent that had been suppressed for a long time soared instantly at the moment Chu Yan relaxed his mind, like a monster escaped from trouble, rushing towards the vast forest and sea.

For half a day in the block before, Chu Yan had been concentrating on finding the Lord of Myriad Sources, so he deliberately did not pay attention to the sharp blades of the magic weapons around him, but put all his mind and will on people.

Now, I can finally act according to my own interests.

At this moment, Chu Yan's eyes flashed brightly, and he looked at every divine weapon with such kindness.

Soon, at the corner of two streets, in a remote alley, Chu Yan couldn't move his eyes anymore.

"Fellow Daoist, you don't know. The sword of yours was completely absorbed by him the first time I saw it. Do you believe in destiny!? Don't doubt it, it's now..."

A strange sound resounded from that small booth, and a figure in a white robe stood in front of the booth, talking excitedly to the stall owner with black hair, regardless of whether the other party could stand it or not...

"I'm sure, it's my destined companion, and I want to live with it for the rest of my life. Do you have the heart to let us be separated like this because of a little copper smell? That's the greatest tragedy in the heavens... No,

I'm going to cry! "

The eloquence of the white-robed youth was really good, and Chu Yan quickly raised a black line.

However, when Chu Yan walked over quickly and saw the appearance of the white-robed boy clearly, he was stunned.

The young man in white robe was carrying a wooden sword on his back, and the appearance of standing in front of the booth made Chu Yan feel a little dazed for a while.

This appearance is similar to my young self!

When I stepped into the martial arts back then, I also carried a wooden sword on my back, and just started breaking into the world of martial arts.

An ignorant young man, with a wooden sword on his back, stepped into the infinite world of martial arts!

"Wan... source... of... the Lord!?"

Standing in front of the booth, Chu Yan was shocked when he saw the young man in white robe and wooden sword.

As he got closer, he realized that the young man was not wearing a white robe, but a gray robe. Maybe it had been washed too much, worn for too long, and it had... faded!

Moreover, with this rascally and wretched face, the stall owner sold this spirit sword to him with a drop of immortal marrow...

This is the Lord of Myriad Sources! ?

Chu Yan suddenly felt a little dizzy, his feet shook a few times, and his whole body felt a little bad.

If it wasn't for that picture that was given to him by King Ming himself, maybe he would definitely think that he had identified the wrong person.

"Get out! Go as far as you want, the spirit sword with thirty drops of fairy essence, you want to take one drop of fairy essence away, get out!" The stall owner couldn't take it anymore, and yelled at the white-robed youth like chasing away flies.

Maybe he will never know in his whole life, what he is chasing now is the Lord of Ten Thousand Sources!

"Senior fellow daoist, stop, let's talk again, you must know the kind of love at first sight..."

Without waiting for the Lord of Wanyuan to speak again, the stall owner was already going crazy, so he opened his mouth and roared

"Five drops of fairy marrow, the most, the most, the lowest price, this is the bottom line, do you understand the bottom line? If you want the effect, then get out...Stop talking nonsense, I can't take it anymore!"

Hearing this, the Lord of Wanyuan, who was suddenly yelled in a daze, just froze for a moment, and then watched the corner of the stall owner's mouth rise... and laughed!

This weird smile fell into the stall owner's eyes, and immediately made all his hair explode, the pupils of a pair of eyes shrank violently, and the whole person was about to explode.

"How about, let me tell you again, the marriage in the previous life!? Thinking back then, it was still a matter of the previous life, and this is it..."

"Ah...Oh my God, let me be killed by a thunderbolt...Uh, I can't bear to kill him first...Little brother, please spare me! "

The next moment, the owner of the stall almost knelt down, bowed and saluted to the Lord of Wanyuan, and begged the Lord of Wanyuan with snot and tears on his face.

However, the Lord of Wanyuan's eyes glowed when he saw this scene, and it was obvious that the stall owner had reached his limit, and maybe he could make him collapse if he put in more effort.

So, just when the Lord of Wanyuan smiled and was about to open his mouth again, the stall owner of the other party was about to collapse, but the result of the collapse was not as the Lord of Wanyuan imagined, and he sold it for a drop of chalcedony. Instead, he directly pulled out a nine-foot-long sword behind him, stared at the blood-red eyes, and stared at the mouth of the opposite Lord of Wanyuan. Obviously, as long as Wanyuan Zhi The Lord opened his mouth, and the nine-foot broadsword in his hand would definitely chop off his head.

"Five drops of chalcedony, right? I'll get the remaining four drops!"

At this moment, a sound like the sound of heaven sounded, making the stall owner and the Lord of Wanyuan stunned at the same time.

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