Ye Yunluoli signed to the 10-year Dragon Sect

"Senior brother, what they say is amazing, what is this sea of ​​gray mist?"

Chewing the chicken, Gu Anran lowered his head and asked drunkenly.

"This...I really don't know."

Ye Yun shook his head and smiled wryly.

In the memory of the Supreme God, he really didn't find any memory about Gray Mist Sea.

It seems that this sea of ​​gray mist did not appear for a long time.

The Taishang Domain is far away from the Da Luo Domain, and the Supreme God is so high above that it is impossible to know everything.

However, Ye Yun had some impressions of the Temple of Ten Thousand Monsters.

The Temple of Ten Thousand Monsters is a huge force in the Monster Race.

In terms of strength, it is stronger than the original Taishang Wangqing Palace.

This time, the Temple of Ten Thousand Monsters purchased Wu Yao's inner alchemy at a very high price, which might attract the participation of many Da Luoyu monks.

After all, in Ye Yun's view, the Daluo Region is close to the Tenth Sea Region, so it can be considered a remote place.

The monks in this place, especially casual monks, are relatively poor.

If the Neidan of the Mist Demon in this sea of ​​gray mist is of such great value, it will attract many people to take risks.

The wages of avarice is death.

This is also human nature.

Ye Yun didn't think there was anything remarkable about this kind of thing.

"Brother, do you have any ideas, go to the gray mist sea to kill the fog demon?"

Gu Anran raised his head, looked at Ye Yun and asked with a smile.

"I don't care, Junior Sister, if you really want to go, I will accompany you."

Ye Yun smiled slightly.

He has no shortage of resources, and he is not interested in any cultivation resources in this world.

"Let me think about it..."

Gu Anran turned her head and said with a smile.

On this matter, she was in no hurry to answer.

after awhile.

The two left the restaurant after eating and drinking.

"Brother, didn't you say that there are stalls on the street over there, let's go and have a look!"

Gu Anran pulled Ye Yun and walked over unsteadily.

"Junior Sister, have you drunk too much wine?"

Ye Yun joked.

"The main thing is to be happy with the senior brother, so I didn't suppress the alcohol..."

Gu Anran chuckled.

Her face was reddish, suddenly the smell of alcohol came up in her throat, she shook her head violently, her shoulders trembled, and she hiccupped.

Ye Yun couldn't help laughing out loud.

The pair of brothers and sisters looked at each other, laughed at each other and walked into a street at the corner next to them.

This street is not wide, but narrow and long, and there are many monks setting up stalls.

The monks who set up the stalls were old and young, dressed in ordinary clothes, and many of them were casual cultivators with little money.

These casual cultivators looked much more shabby than the well-known monks on the streets outside.

As soon as Ye Yun and Gu Anran entered the street, many people greeted them with great enthusiasm.

"Young master, miss, come to my booth and see if there is anything you want to buy?"

Someone said hello.

"Let me see!"

Gu Anran staggered and walked over, squatted down, and looked at the things on the booth.

Ye Yun stood aside with a calm expression.

In this stall, there are only a few herbs and a few broken magic weapons.

At first glance, they are all worthless junk.

"It's boring..."

Gu Anran also noticed this, curled her lips, stood up, pulled Ye Yun and walked inside.

Seeing this, the monk quickly shouted: "You two, don't leave, these things of mine are very cheap, and I will sell them for Lingshi!"

"Don't give it away for free..."

Gu Anran shook his hand and laughed twice.

The two walked around for a while, but didn't find anything suitable.

Gu Anran was a little disappointed.

"Junior Sister, since we didn't succeed in picking up the leak this time, why don't we go to the auction house to see if we can pick up the leak?"

Ye Yun suggested.

"Alright..."

Gu Anran nodded, she looked towards the front of the street, pointed in a certain direction, and said, "We're almost done walking this street, let's go through this way!"

"it is good!"

Ye Yun nodded.

The two walked forward for about tens of feet. At the end of the street, there were very few people setting up stalls.

There was only one old man with white beard and hair on the side of the street, wearing a white cotton robe, sitting on the ground, closing his eyes and meditating.

The ancient old man opened his eyes, with an enthusiastic expression on his face, and said hastily: "You two fellow Taoists, please stay a little longer. My little old man, I sell some precious swords here, and they are of extraordinary quality. Would you like to pick one?"

Seeing that the ancient and rare old man boasted about himself, Ye Yun shook his head again and again.

"How can you have a good sword at your stall!"

Gu Anran pouted and said indifferently.

Although she was careless, she still squatted down at this moment, stretched out her jade hand and grabbed a sword from a pile of broken swords.

This is an extremely broken silver long sword with a white dragon on its body.

"This young lady has a good eye. This is the Silver Dragon Sword, the quality of an emperor, and an out-and-out good sword!"

The ancient and rare old man said tut-tsk.

"Your sword is just a low-grade emperor, the body of the sword is so dilapidated, I guess the power has dropped to the heavenly level..."

Gu Anran's eyes flickered, holding the silver dragon sword in his hand, he kept looking at it.

Ye Yun lowered his head casually and looked at the sword.

"White Dragon Sword?"

The next moment, Ye Yun's expression changed.

Although the sword was pitted and had many gaps, Ye Yun still recognized it at a glance.

This White Dragon Sword was one of his master's matching swords back then.

"Where did you find this sword?"

Ye Yun took the sword, stroked the blade lightly, looked at the ancient and rare old man and asked seriously.

"I picked it up in the river, don't you think the little old man stole it?"

The ancient and rare old man spread his hands and spoke righteously.

"I want this sword, please make a price."

Ye Yun said lightly.

The old man hesitated for a while, looked at Ye Yun, then raised a hand, and said firmly: "[-] spirit stones, not a single point less!"

"I'll give you one hundred thousand."

Ye Yun threw out a storage bag with an indifferent expression.

"Thank you, my lord, you have given too much, why don't you choose a few more swords from this booth!"

The ancient and rare old man was a little flattered, and said in a panic.

"no need!"

Ye Yun shook his head.

"Brother, this sword is so broken, why do you still want to buy it?"

Gu Anran stood up and asked curiously.

"Let's go first..."

Ye Yun said, pulled Gu Anran and left the street.

Go to a secluded place.

"Junior sister, this white dragon sword was one of our master's accessory swords back then, and I don't know how it ended up in the divine land..."

Ye Yun caressed the blade of the sword with a sigh of relief.

"Ah!" Gu Anran suddenly realized, and said with a shocked face: "Brother, do you mean that my disciples of the Dragon Sect have come to the sacred land?"

Ye Yun analyzed slowly: "It's hard to say, maybe it's one of my disciples of the Dragon Sect, maybe it's the old master..."

"Master, the old man is still alive?"

Gu Anran's eyes lit up, and she asked subconsciously.

Although in her memory, there is no longer a master, but since there is a brother, then there is a master.

Although I don't remember it, it doesn't hinder the existence of this master-student relationship.

"Master, old man, he should be gone..."

Looking in the direction of the tenth sea area, Ye Yun's heart was heavy, his face was sad, and his voice was low.