gate of eternity

"Three thousand."

"make a deal."

The old man asked for prices, while Mr. Zhao bargained to death.

Mr. Zhao was straightforward, never thought that the old man was more straightforward than him, so straightforward that even Zhao Yun was caught off guard.

give money.

Get the goods.

The transaction was so happy.

Zhao Yun collected the black ground fire, and Ma slipped out of the shop.

Behind him, the old man accepted the money with a smile. He thought it was going to hit his hands, but someone actually bought it.

Three thousand fairy stones.

That's the price for ground fire.

He lived a long time before he cultivated in the Profound Immortal Realm. His experience is really not good. Even if it is Earth Fire, it is also a branch of Chaotian Demon Flame. If it is Yuhuaxian, it will not be sold for 100 million.

"Good luck."

Mr. Zhao was secretly happy all the way, bumping into an owner who didn't know the goods, so he just picked up a bargain!Although the earth fire is worthless, it also depends on what kind of earth fire it is. A few days ago, I was chatting with Yuhuaxian about the god of fire, but today I bumped into a branch of it, and it was melted by the demon flame of the sky. It can accumulate the source of fire .

"It's yours."

Zhao Yun smiled and sent the black ground fire into the Eternal Realm.

Hunting Devil Flame Bandit consciously swallowed it all in one gulp, and there was a lot of essence of the source of fire.

"Be honest."

"I have a bad temper."

Xianlei and Longyuan hung there, one on the left and one on the right, like two punks, admonishing elementary school students. They often do this kind of thing. Apart from fighting on weekdays, they just scare the devil.

After returning to Ye's house, Zhao Yun moved out of the alchemy furnace.

After a night's rest, he is already full of energy, and he has enough alchemy materials, so he can work hard.

Soon, I smell the strong fragrance of Dan.

When many Ye family children passed by the small garden, they subconsciously stopped and gathered together to smell the incense.

Night falls silently.

The small garden was very quiet, only Zhao Yun was practicing alchemy there.

As for the troublemaker and the others, they went to drink flower wine together, and even pulled Jiang Yuling. Mr. Zhao can imagine the scene, a bald old man with two children and a little girl, how eye-catching, with a slick face Qing. Lou Lao. Bustard, most likely would be stunned for a while.

Wait to be beaten!

This is Zhao Yun's heartfelt words.

When Yu Huaxian and Jiang Wentian came back, it would be strange if they didn't beat them up.

Suddenly, there was a woman's fragrance, and Ye Lan walked into the small garden.

"Out of customs." Zhao Yun said with a smile.

"It's been in seclusion for too long." Ye Lan smiled sweetly, looking at Zhao Yun with a strange look, probably already heard about Zhao Yun's glorious deeds, the relics of the vault of heaven survived the two calamities together, provoked the laws of the six gods, and then used the thunder to make a big fuss In the Holy Fire Palace, she couldn't believe that a Xuanxian was so heaven-defying.

She is watching.

Zhao Yun is also watching.

The difference is that Zhao Yun looked at Ye Lan with an extremely deep gaze, his eyes were already narrowed into lines, and when he looked at him, he opened his fairy eyes, no matter the left eye or the right eye, they all shone with mysterious light.

"Where is the blood mark?" Zhao Yun frowned slightly.

That's right, there is a strange blood mark hidden in Ye Lan's body.

If he didn't have a good fairy eye, he wouldn't be able to see the clue.

That's weird.

Who planted a blood curse on her.

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The first thousand and 150th chapters and six see the blood curse

The small garden under the moon is deadly silent.

And Zhao Yun's eyes were as deep as the starry sky.

He kept his eyes fixed, and saw Ye Lan's whole body unnaturally. At a certain moment, he subconsciously covered a certain part, and just looked straight at him. Why did he open his fairy eyes?

Want to see so much.

How about I take off my clothes?

boom!

The silence of several moments was finally broken by a roar.

Mr. Zhao was so fascinated by watching it that he forgot to make alchemy and exploded on the spot.

Ok!

Alchemy failed.

Another disheveled face.

cough...!

Zhao Yun coughed, extremely embarrassed.

Ye Lan blushed for a while, covered her mouth for a while and snickered.

This talent named Zhao Zilong probably regarded her as the dragon concubine again.

"Please listen to the song."

Zhao Yun took the alchemy furnace and the stone qin.

Ye Lan smiled slightly, and sat under the old tree with her.

Zheng...!

Then the melodious piano sounded.

The Fairy Song of Awakening the World is still so wonderful.

Ye Lan is a loyal listener, and her beautiful eyes are hazy and intoxicated. I don't know when, she has been fascinated by this piano music. It seems to have a magical power that makes her mind wander in a dream.

"Can you tell me her story." Ye Lan whispered.

"Her name is Longfei, and she is the princess of the dynasty."

"Her mother is the most beautiful woman in Daxia."

"Her father was a strong king."

"She is two years older than me. We have fought side by side, we have experienced despair, we have witnessed the light. In that dark night 100 years ago, she saved me from death with her life..."

Zhao Yun was playing the piano while talking silently, maybe he was muttering to himself, but he was still telling Ye Lan, maybe the piano was too sad, maybe the past was too bitter, and there were tears in the corners of his eyes.

Ye Lan's eyes dimmed again, and she subconsciously covered her chest.

The ancient and sad story made her heart ache.

The night was getting darker.

Ye Lan quietly fell asleep.

The music stopped.

Zhao Yun got up one step at a time, lingering the power of the primordial spirit and a ray of origin with his fingertips, and placed it between Ye Lan's eyebrows. He would never be wrong. There is a blood mark in Ye Lan's body, which can also be called blood curse and blood gu.

Like this kind of curse seal, Marshal Chiyan has been hit, and Chu Wushuang has also been hit.

It was the masterpiece of the Blood Clothes Sect, and it was an extremely cruel and evil spell.

Unexpectedly, Ye Lan was also tricked, and the blood curse was more domineering and more obscure than Wushuang and the others. It was hidden in the deepest part of the soul, and even he with fairy eyes couldn't see it clearly.

After peeping.

It is undoubtedly a blood curse.

"Zhao Yun."

Ye Lan, who was in deep sleep, had such a dreamy sound.

This time, Zhao Yun heard it, and because he heard it, his body trembled and his eyes filled with tears. She is the Dragon Concubine, and she is definitely the reincarnated Dragon Concubine. This call must come from the depths of the soul.

Well...!

After Ye Lan babbled in her sleep, there was a low moan of pain.

It should be the blood curse secretly causing trouble, sucking her essence in the dark.

Or, it is the memories of the past and the present, intertwined in the soul, one remembers Zhao Yun, the other remembers Zhao Zilong, the memories of the two lives are gradually fused by the same figure.

"I am here."

Zhao Yun sacrificed another ray of origin, and blessed a ray of the power of the primordial spirit.

He wrapped the blood curse with the source, and traced it based on it. This is his original talent. In the past, this talent was immature in the mortal world, but now that the source has recovered, it can be done completely.

The tracing of the source is a hazy fog.

He opened the fog all the way, hoping to hide his true face in the fog. As long as he found the source of the blood curse, he could find the caster. No matter who it was, he would make the other party pay the price in blood.

This process is slow.

Source tracing also consumes a lot.

After a stick of incense, Zhao Yun's face turned pale, and his aura was sluggish. The blood curse level was too high, far from comparable to those of the Blood Clothes Sect. Tracking it down like this would not only consume the source, but also consume the primordial spirit and domineering ability. There is overbearing consumption.

Huang Tian deserves a caring person.

After he cleared all the fog, he finally saw the deepest part.

It was a vague figure, wearing a fierce python robe.

"Yinquan old way."

Zhao Yun's eyes flashed coldly, and he recognized who it was at a glance.

There is no need to look at it. It is the old Taoist Yinquan who cast the blood curse on Ye Lan. No wonder the level of this blood curse is beyond imagination. It was originally written by the Taixu Realm. He was not surprised at all by using the terrifying blood curse, but the other party provoked the wrong person.

"I wanted you to live a few more days, but you asked for it."

Zhao Yun finally withdrew his hand, and there was still a stream of blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.

He used the sound transmission technique to call the ancestor of the Ye family and the head of the Ye family.

The two of them woke up like the wind, and soon came to Xiaoyuan.

Seeing Ye Lan sleeping soundly and Zhao Yun's killing intent was cold, both of them were at a loss.

"Lan'er was planted with a blood curse." Zhao Yun didn't talk nonsense, saying it as Master Ye Lan.

As soon as these words came out, Patriarch Ye and Patriarch Ye also became murderous.

However, after they took a peek, they couldn't find any trace of the blood curse.

Whoosh!

Zhao Yun simply called out Ye Lan's primordial spirit by casting a spell.

Ye Lan is still in a deep sleep, even if the soul is invited out, she doesn't even know it.

"Brows."

Zhao Yun opened his fairy eyes again, and the light in his eyes turned into a celestial brilliance, enveloping Ye Lan's primordial spirit.

Now, Patriarch Ye and Patriarch Ye saw it for real. There was really a blood curse between Ye Lan's brows, but it was just an appearance. The real blood curse was hidden in the deepest part of Ye Lan's soul.

"Who is it?" Patriarch Ye and Patriarch Ye both had killing intent.