The next day, before dawn, the alchemists of the Dan Mansion had already gotten up and each changed into clean elixir robes.

In front of the hall, nearly ten thousand alchemists were still standing neatly, and each was radiant, with a firm light shining in their eyes. A new home and a new journey made them full of hope for the future.

Buzz!

As everyone waited, the earth trembled.

Then, a huge stone tablet slowly rose from the ground, ten feet wide and thirty feet high. Four big characters were engraved vigorously and vigorously: Wandan Temple.

Bandan Temple?

The alchemists whispered softly, wondering what the Dandan Temple was.

Come in!

Ye Chen's misty voice came from the huge stone tablet.

Hearing this, the alchemists were stunned and then realized that although the stone tablet was a stone tablet, it was also a portal, and the teleportation array was imprinted inside it, that is, through this stone tablet, you can go to another place.

Without thinking too much, the alchemist who was standing in front had already raised his foot, stepped out, and sank into the stone tablet. After that, nearly ten thousand alchemists raised their foot and entered one after another, with no one making noise or making noise.

When they appear again, it is a bizarre world.

The world is extremely other. It should be an underground palace, with a radius of 100,000 feet. All the mysterious powers you can see are all mysterious. When you look at it with your eyes, you can still vaguely see the artistic conception of alchemy.

"Is this the artistic conception of alchemy?" Some talented people were shocked.

"This...so much artistic conception."

"There is also the mystery of alchemy."

"This is the Hall of Ten Thousand Dynasties." The misty voice came out again, and Ye Chen slowly transformed into a figure and said casually. "This place brings together the alchemy artistic conception of the alchemy ancestors, which is the treasure of the alchemy."

"The treasure of the alchemy." Too many alchemists took a deep breath, their eyes shining. For alchemists, isn't the artistic conception and mystery of the ancestors' alchemy?

"Let's understand first, and then withdraw after three days." Ye Chen smiled slightly.

"Thank you, Lord." Nearly ten thousand alchemists bowed respectfully, and couldn't wait to sit cross-legged on the ground, then closed their eyes, and everyone was like an old monk sitting in meditation, capturing the artistic conception of alchemy to comprehend.

Ye Chen smiled, without disturbing him, and turned around and walked out of the Bandan Temple.

After leaving the Wandan Temple, he gave instructions to Nian Wei's guards, and then walked out of Danfu Lingshan, stepped into the sky, drove the flying sword, and headed towards the prosperous street of Danfu.

"Have you heard that you have heard that many imperial realms have been sent to guard the gate of Youdu City so much that it is not clear." As soon as he entered the bustling street, Ye Chen heard the endless discussions.

"The whole ghost has spread all over."

"If you want to say that you are still good and evil, there are so many imperial realms, and there are many peak cultivators in the imperial realm, and you can't find a heavenly realm."

"I have lived for more than 800 years old and have never seen such a stingy person. One Heaven Realm kills more than 30 Heaven Realm in a day. Such combat power is shocking. Such a record is unprecedented."

"Ku Yue, you are such a big battle." Ye Chen, who was under the black robe, smiled coldly in the crowd.

He ignored the comments on the street and wandered around the street alone, and occasionally glanced at the stalls on both sides, hoping to find a treasure that was unparalleled, but unfortunately, there was no one.

It took me a long time to see him walk into a shop.

This store is a world, and the fragrance of elixir is everywhere. It is a store for selling elixirs.

Seeing Ye Chen walk in, an old man who is burying his head and glances at Ye Chen, then he burying his head and reads the ancient book. He just asked indifferently, "Buy elixirs?"

"How many kinds of spiritual elixirs are here at the three-line level?" Ye Chen spoke lightly.

"Eight hundred." The old man's tone was still neither salty nor light.

"How many types of elixirs are there at the four-line level."

"five hundred."

"How many types of elixirs are there at the five-stitch level."

"three hundred."

"How many types of six-stitch level elixirs are there?"

"One hundred." The old man said, put down the ancient book and looked at Ye Chen up and down, his face not very good, "Fellow Taoist, are you here to buy elixirs or come to find me to be happy."

"I don't have that time." Ye Chen said lightly, "Eight hundred three-patterned spiritual pills, five hundred four-patterned spiritual pills, three hundred five-patterned spiritual pills, and one hundred six-patterned spiritual pills, give me one."

"Everything...one comes with every type?" The old man was stunned for a moment.

"What? No?"

"There is, there is, but this is not a small amount of money. It takes three million source stones to erase a fraction of the money."

"No shortage of money." Ye Chen took out a Qiankun bag and handed it over.

"So rich?" The old man took the storage bag, pulled it open, and his eyes changed when he looked at Ye Chen again, and his tone became much gentler. It must be not easy for a person who is so generous to take action.

"Fellow up, fellow Taoist." The old man hurriedly walked out. After a long time of unfiliality, he saw him come out with a storage bag.

"There are seven-patterned spiritual pills." Ye Chen took the storage bag and looked at the old man again.

"The Seven-Screen Spirit Pills are never sold." The old man said hurriedly.

"Where is the recipe for the Seven-Screen Spirit Pill?"

"Who will sell the treasures?" the old man said in shock.

"Goodbye." Ye Chen turned around immediately and disappeared like a gust of wind, which made the old man behind him look strange.

After leaving the store, Ye Chen went to the Fourth Heaven and found a store that sold elixirs, and was also looking for the seven-patterned spirit pills and the seven-patterned spirit pill recipe. What disappointed him was that no one was for sale.

Then, he climbed to the fifth level of heaven.

Next is the Sixth Heaven, the Seventh Heaven and the Eighth Heaven. Unfortunately, no store has seven-patterned spirit pills and pill recipes for sale.

Helplessly, he had to go to the Ninth Heaven to find Ruotian Zhuque.

This time, the two peaks of the imperial realm guarding the Lingshan Mountain were not stopped. They all looked at Ye Chen with relief and amazement. When they fought outside the Youdu City, they also used their great powers to peek at Ye Chen's combat power. They were also shocked by Ye Chen's combat power. Such an old age made them ashamed.

When I came to the small bamboo forest again, Ruotian Zhuque was still painting there, and the figure was still drawing a person's back.

Ye Chen did not salute, so he tiptoed over, looked up and down at the painting painted by Ruotian Zhuque, then touched his chin, and said with a serious expression, "I think it should be your dream lover."

"Little guy, do you want to go to the sky to take a look?" Ruotian Zhuque waved his pen while making a whisper.

"No...I don't want to." Ye Chen coughed dryly. If this was thrown out of the sky, God knew when it would fall down. Ruotian Zhuque's words were really high-end, atmospheric, low-key, luxurious and connotative.

"If you don't stay in the third heaven, why do you run up and do it?" Ruotian Zhuque asked while drawing.

"Of course there is something wrong." Ye Chen rubbed his hands and smiled, "You have seven-patterned spiritual pills, or pill recipes."

"Seven-Second Spirit Pill?" Ruotian's Vermilion Bird's pretty eyebrows frown, and he instantly returned to normal. The seven-Second Spirit Pill is so precious. Only Ku Yue can refine the entire Vermilion Bird star, and the number is pitiful.

"Is there any?" Ye Chen looked at Ruotian Zhuque with his eyes shining.

"Is your master who wants the seven-patterned spirit pill?"

"That's not."

"Who do you want that?"

"Not really."

"What do you mean?" Ruotian Zhuque put down his brush and looked at Ye Chen in shock.

"If you have one, just lend me a look at me and give it back to you after you look." Ye Chen grinned and smiled, "If you are happy, I will not refuse to give me one or two."

"Look at it." Ruotian Zhuque was stunned again, not knowing what Ye Chen would do.

"Don't you have any, right?"

"Which type do you want to see?" Ruotian Zhuque sat down and drank it himself.

"You have a few."

"Nine kinds."

"Take it out! I have never seen the Seven-Screen Spirit Pill before, so I can open my eyes." Ye Chen rubbed his hands hard.

"You are so interesting." Ruotian Zhuque was amused and took out nine dazzling spirit beads and slung them in the air. Each spirit bead was sealed with a pill. It was really red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue, purple, gold and silver. Each pill had seven bright pill patterns on it.

"Thank you." Ye Chen hurriedly walked up, feeling a little inexplicably excited. This was indeed the first time he had seen the Seven-Screen Spirit Pill.

In a vaguely, he opened the Six Paths of Immortal Ring Anges and stared at the first red Seven-Secret Pill to watch.

Soon, he found the soul mark in the pill. The person who refined this pill was an old man, needless to say, the True Man Ku Yue. He was the only seventh-level alchemist in the Vermillion Bird Star, so it must be him.

More than ten seconds later, Ye Chen closed his eyes and had already stole the red pill refining method.

Then, he looked at the orange pill.

Just like a red pill, this orange pill was also refined by Ku Yue, and it was a little more complicated than the red pill. However, this is not difficult for Ye Chen's immortal ring ant, and it is not completely copied.

Next, Ye Chen kept changing his eyes, and the Immortal Ring Anger swept over the pills.

Seeing Ye Chen like this, Ruotian Zhuque, who was drinking tea on the other side, was a little surprised, and he didn't understand what Ye Chen was doing.

Huh?

Ruotian Zhuque was stunned. Ye Chen on one side exclaimed lightly, staring at the last golden pill with a look of surprise, because this golden pill was not refined by Master Ku Yue, but a white-haired young man.

What surprised Ye Chen even more was that he had seen the white-haired young man, but he had seen him in the soul imprint of Tianji Pill.
To be continued...