Chapter 51: Witchcraft

"Of course." The old man in purple smiled slightly at Ye Chen's question, "I've seen a lot of real fire, but it's the first time I've seen a golden real fire like yours."

"But I don't think my real fire is very strong." Ye Chen scratched his head.

"True fire is born from heaven and earth. Innately possessed of spirituality, it will naturally be suppressed by the master's cultivation. Only when you condense the Qi realm, your true fire only has the ability corresponding to your cultivation, and..."

Having said that, the old man in purple stagnates for a while, and glances at Ye Chen meaningfully, "And your real fire has not awakened yet."

"Not awake?" Ye Chen became more and more surprised as he listened.

"I can only say that it is not an ordinary real fire, at least in my opinion, it is stronger than all the real fires I have ever seen." The old man in purple seemed to be concealing it, and saying too much would not benefit the current Ye Chen.

Ye Chen was still unfinished, but he knew how to restrain himself and did not ask any more questions.

"Come on!" The purple clothed old man raised his arm and raised his palm.

Ye Chen didn't drag at all, and immediately raised his arm, his palm and the palm of the purple-clothed old man were attached to each other.

Suddenly, his mind moved, and the real fire poured out at will, pouring into the arm of the old man in purple through his palm, turning into countless paths, and tightly wrapping the runes.

"Devil blood." When he really touched Ye Chen's body, the eyes of the old man in purple suddenly became extremely deep.

He stared at Ye Chen, as if he could see the blood flowing in Ye Chen's body, from which he captured a bloodthirsty, brutal and violent aura.

The old man in purple squinted his eyes, and glanced at Ye Chen indifferently.

"How can there be demon blood in his body." The old man in purple murmured in his heart, and he could see that Ye Chen obviously didn't know that there was an ancient demon bloodline hidden in his blood.

The doubts in my heart were interrupted by the pain in my arm.

The old man in purple took back his thoughts from Ye Chen, focused his eyes on his arm, and was enveloped by Ye Chen's real fire. The curse mark of the witch felt a powerful threat and struggled violently.

Seeing this, the purple-robed old man pointed out and completely trapped the shamanic spell on his arm to prevent it from spreading to other parts of the body.

An hour passed quietly, and Ye Chen was already sweating profusely.

His real fire was still burning brightly, but the shamanic spell mark was obviously deeply ingrained, and it was able to stand up to the real fire, so that after so long, he could only burn out a little bit of the spell mark.

"Xuangang and Xuantie are not easy to handle!" Ye Chen wiped away his sweat.

Thinking about it at this moment, he regretted that the reward was less. This witchcraft seal is far from comparable to the evil thoughts in Xiong Er's mace. It cannot be refined overnight. It will take a long time to completely remove it. time.

When Ye Chen struggled a little, the old man in purple put the palm of his hand on Ye Chen's shoulder, and the essence was poured into Ye Chen's body.

The essence of essence entered the body, which shocked Ye Chen's spirit.

"Little friend only needs to refine one of the spell patterns." The purple-clothed old man said, "The spell is interlocked by the spell patterns, and when one spell pattern is refined, I can break the spell."

Um!

Ye Chen nodded, took a deep breath, and the real fire rose instantly.

Six hours later, he lost his strength for the first time and withdrew his real fire panting.

At this time, looking at the old man's arm in purple, the spell patterns on it were already in chaos, and the spells connected to the spell patterns also became bright and dark.

The old man in purple is really a great man with magical powers.

He put his fingers together and pressed them on his arms, starting from his shoulders and moving downwards continuously, the curse imprint that melted into his arm was forced out by him.

Ye Chen didn't bother, but quietly exited the small courtyard.

When he returned to the back hall again, he took out the old man in purple and gave it to the storage bag, and hurriedly looked inside, he couldn't help being shocked. starter

"Five...500,000." Seeing the number of spirit stones, he couldn't help swallowing a saliva.

"It's a big deal!" With a sigh, Ye Chen's little heart was thumping, and he thought that the old man in purple would give him so many spiritual stones, which was beyond his expectations.

Huh?

After a while, Ye Chen realized that in addition to the 500,000 spirit stones, there was a small note in the storage bag.

Taking out the small note, Ye Chen hurriedly looked at it: The iron rod is counted as a gift from Tianxuanmen to the little friend, 500,000 spirit stones, and the original amount will be returned.

"Sure enough, he is from Tianxuanmen." Ye Chen touched his chin.

Thinking like this, he walked out of the back hall and came to the street. He was in a good mood. The 500,000 spirit stones came back, which gave him a little confidence, and he had money in hand, and he was very relieved.

It was getting late, but there were still many pedestrians on the street, and there was still an endless stream of hawking.

Ye Chen didn't go back immediately, but wandered around on the street, scanning the stalls on both sides, looking for the black steel and black iron he needed.

In the end, he stopped at the stall of a wretched old man.

"Mysterious steel and black iron." Ye Chen just stopped, and set his eyes on two irregular stones, one black and one bright, not big, only the size of an egg.

His arrival didn't seem to attract the attention of the wretched old man. At this moment, the man was looking at the passing woman with light in his eyes, and while watching, he also showed a wretched smile.

Somehow, when he saw the old man for the first time, Ye Chen had an urge to kick people.

"Old man, look at me again and take the things away."

ah?

The old man turned his eyes immediately, coughed dryly, wiped the saliva from his mouth very calmly, and made a 180-degree turn. First, he stroked his small beard and looked like a senior. .

The corner of Ye Chen's mouth twitched sharply, secretly thinking that the old man's acting skills are really not a cover. One second ago, he was looking at beautiful women vulgarly, and now he has become a senior. Those who don't know, think this guy is really a senior. What about seniors?

"This little brother, at first glance, you are someone who knows goods. I'm all treasures here. I'm just waiting for someone who is destined."

cut!

Ye Chen disagreed. He passed by so many stalls, and almost everyone said so, and he was no stranger to it.

"I want this piece of black iron and black steel." Ye Chen pointed to the black iron and black steel without ink, and said.

"One hundred thousand." The old man raised a finger directly.

"50,000." Ye Chen directly revealed the price. Your grandma's, 100,000 spirit stones, can't I just buy it directly from Chow Tai Fook, and go all the way to this dark black market? First launch https:// https://

"I said Xiaowa, your price is too harsh!" The wretched old man blew his beard and stared.

"My master taught me to buy things first." Ye Chen looked at the wretched old man with a harmless face.

"I..." The wretched old man was about to go into a frenzy on the spot, but he still managed to hold back, "90,000, it can't be any less."

"Sixty thousand."

"make a deal."

Ye Chen wanted to bargain with the wretched old man with all his strength, but he couldn't expect the old man to agree so readily, which caught him off guard.

"Give the money, hurry up." The wretched old man seemed to be in a hurry, he shoved Xuan Tie and Xuan Gang over, and then started to clean up his booth. This guy looked flustered, as if there was something urgent .

Ye Chen was very surprised, but still put his hand into the storage bag.

"Zhuge Yu, you old man, you kill a thousand knives." Before he could take out the spirit stone, Ye Chen heard a loud curse coming from a distance.

I couldn't help but glanced, not far away, there was a chubby old man rushing towards him in anger.

Seeing this, Ye Chen finally realized that the reason why this wretched old man of the stall is so anxious is that someone is looking for him to settle accounts!

Thinking like this, Ye Chen still took out the spirit stone, and he always had to pay for things.

However, before he could hand over the spirit stone, the wretched old man rolled his things and ran away. The speed of the slip was really unbelievable.

"Your grandma's." After the wretched old man, the plump old man also roared past like a gust of wind. The already noisy street, because of these two immortal quarrels, became chaotic.

"Let's go now?" Ye Chen coughed dryly, and took out the storage bag containing the spirit stones, which was still in his hand, so he consciously stuffed it into the storage bag.