Chapter 52

Around around, see nothing to buy, ye Chen left the noisy street.

As soon as he entered the inn, Xiong Er rushed up and grabbed Ye Chen. He yelled, "Ya, I thought you were assassinated?"

"You all said that during the auction, no matter how brave Wu Changqing was, he would not dare to settle accounts with me here." Said, "not a lot of things from the hands of the spirit bear, but also a lot of things out of your pocket."

Taking the storage bag, bear two swept inside, and then a pair of small eyes surprised at Ye Chen, "how do you still have the spirit stone."

"Pick it up!"

"Pick up Did you pick it up? " Bear two chase in Ye Chen buttocks behind, like a follower, "which pick up, I also go to pick up a basket."

"Tianxuanmen." A casual answer, ye Chen stretched, while waving his hand to his room, "today tired enough, early rest."

Xiong Er wants to say something, but ye Chen has closed the door.

"Tianxuanmen picked it up. It's strange to believe you." Xiong Er murmured, holding the heavy storage bag, and the boy laughed again.

Back to the room, ye Chen closed the door and took out the purple gold gourd.

He still remembered that it was the spirit liquid in the calabash that made him feel like a fire last night, and the pain of his head bursting, which still made him feel palpitating.

"My body is burning like a fire, and my head is about to explode. What's more, my cultivation has reached the eighth level of condensed gas. There must be something wrong with this spirit liquid." In a low voice, ye Chen poured out a drop of spirit liquid from the small gourd.

The spirit liquid is purple, with purple halo and crystal clear. It is a mixture of jade spirit liquid and spirit liquid. It has a strong fragrance, which makes you feel relaxed and happy when you smell it.

"No problem." Staring at for a long time, ye Chen just touched his chin, "no different from normal."

With that, he swallowed the drop into his mouth.

As usual, the spirit liquid into the body, it turned into a strong essence, into his body, there is no sense of heat and dryness last night.

"Strange." Don't feel wrong, ye Chen can't help scratching his head.

Next, he continued to swallow a few drops of spirit liquid. His body was still not as strange as last night's pain, but felt warm all over.

"It's strange." Another murmur, ye Chen took back his thoughts, and then took out the black iron bar that was sold at the auction today.

"Half a million spirit stone just shot you. Don't let me down." Said, along the iron gourd mouth will be inserted into the side.

Hum!

As soon as the iron bar was put in, the purple gold gourd hummed and trembled.

Seeing this, ye Chen's eyes brightened. He rubbed his hands and looked at the purple gourd, hoping that the purple gold gourd could find out the mystery on the iron bar.

However, since the purple gourd hummed and trembled, there was no more below, standing quietly on the table, except for the purple gas which sometimes overflowed, there was nothing else.

"No more?" A face of consternation, ye Chen picked up the purple gold small gourd, subconsciously shook a few times, and then along the gourd mouth toward the inside to see.

He found that the iron bar in the purple and gold gourd, without any abnormality, was so quietly suspended there, as if the purple gas overflowing around it had nothing to do with it.

I don't know how long after, ye Chen was so angry that he put the purple gourd back to its original place, "your grandmother, half a million spirit stone, bought you this broken iron stick that doesn't slip away."

Hum!

Purple gold small gourd seems to have spirit, Hear ye Chen's abdominal Fei, it trembled again, as if to say: don't NIMA anything to my stomach.

Boo!

Then, purple gold small gourd spit out the black iron bar, bang when a hit on the ground.

"I have a good temper." Skimming his mouth, ye Chen no longer pays attention to the small gourd, but picked up the black iron bar.

So close observation of the iron bar, he found that the iron bar is clearly an iron whip, the whole body is black, not only rust mottled, but also pitted, really can not see anything strange.

"I don't believe that you are an ordinary iron whip." In the heart secret way, ye Chen still does not give up, and then offered a true fire, wrapped in black iron whip.

The golden fire is in full swing, which makes the temperature in the room rise instantly.

Under the calcination of the real fire, the black iron whip still has no change. It ignores the calcination of the real fire, which makes Ye Chen's eyebrows wrinkle.

"Come again." Pondering a sound, ye Chen increased the true fire calcination.

However, the black iron whip still does not have any abnormal appearance.

Three hours later, ye Chen breathlessly closed the fire.

Three hours of real fire calcination, actually did not melt the iron whip, but let him exhausted.

"I really don't believe it." Scolding, ye Chenzheng took out the Chixiao sword, and then poured the whole body's true Qi into it, and then split it fiercely toward the iron whip.Pound!

The sound of metal collision was particularly clear. Chixiao sword was shocked to fly out on the spot. Even ye Chen was pushed back by the shock. His whole arm was numb and had no sense.

"It's not ordinary hard!"

Picking up the Chixiao sword, ye Chen sees a small gap in the sword. Looking at the iron whip, it is still as stable as Mount Tai's, and the sharp Chixiao sword has not left a trace on it.

"What is it made of?" After receiving the Chixiao sword, ye Chen looks at the iron whip up and down.

Ignoring the burning of the real fire, even Chixiao sword could not be shaken by half. He could imagine how extraordinary the material used to make the iron whip was, which helped him balance his mind. 500000 spirit stone bought a hard iron whip, which was not as worthless as he thought.

"It's good for hitting people." Touching his chin, ye Chen turned his hand and collected the iron whip.

Soon, he took out the dark iron and steel from the storage bag.

These two pieces of spiritual metal are placed in front of your eyes, forming a sharp contrast. Dark iron is black and hard, and Xuan Steel is bright and flexible. The combination of these two materials is absolutely the best choice for making weapons.

After sacrificing the true fire, he took out the Chixiao sword again. Ye Chen wrapped the three with real fire, calcined the essence of dark iron and steel, and refined it into Chixiao sword.

It's a long process.

It was not until dawn that he stopped the fire with sweat.

Zheng!

Zheng!

The room was full of the clanking of swords.

At the moment, Chixiao sword has become more and more extraordinary, and it is still red. There is no need to instill the true Qi, so there will be sword spirit lingering, and sometimes there is a sword. It is so fierce that ye Chen can't help but marvel.

"Not bad, not bad." Holding Chixiao sword in his hand, ye Chen is very happy. The most important thing is that he made this sword.