Martial Soul Continent: Awakening God-level Martial Soul System at the beginning

After entering Luohua City, a picture of the world's fireworks in the bustling market slowly unfolded before Ye Chen's eyes.

On both sides of the clean bluestone path, there are many old red and gray buildings neatly distributed.

The ancient style is simple and the styles are very different, full of the unique humanistic atmosphere of the Blood Moon Empire.

The buildings here are in sharp contrast with those of the Douyuan Empire, and the architectural styles between the two countries are completely different.

In addition, there are countless time-honored shops lined up on both sides of the street.

There are also many street vendors who are trying their best to shout their voices, yelling at passers-by.

People are coming and going in the city, the traffic is busy, and the stream is endless. From time to time, you can see large tricycles full of goods passing by very silky in the flow of people.

From time to time, the sound of bargaining can be heard.

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"Grandpa, please do me a favor, sir. We haven't eaten for ten days and nights, and we're almost starved to death. Please give me some money, or throw me some food." ..."

Walking, Ye Chen suddenly stopped, and was attracted by a strange begging sound not far ahead.

Ye Chen's eyes moved, and he looked in the direction of the sound source, and saw a fat, white, short-cut boy curled up alone at the corner of the street, begging for passers-by with expectant eyes.

The boy was wearing a gray shabby robe with holes, his hair was unkempt, and he looked as if he hadn't washed his face for several days.

Especially the touching figure of the young man, Ye Chen sighed to himself after seeing it, conservatively estimated that the other party would have to weigh two hundred catties at least.

Is this kind of figure considered skinny?playing...

Begging is indeed an art...

Ye Chen has already begun to doubt the professional ethics of that big fat boy, whether he will beg for money or not, he is not professional at all.

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hum...

Just when Ye Chen was about to move on, the somewhat blackened silver bowl in front of the big fat boy suddenly emitted bursts of mysterious fluctuations.

That fluctuation seems to be able to communicate with the world, and it is as extraordinary as it is, which makes people's minds shocked.

If it wasn't for Ye Chen's heaven-defying system and his spiritual sense far surpassing that of ordinary people, it would be difficult to sense the subtle fluctuations.

His intuition told him that the small silver bowl was very extraordinary, and it was very likely to be a very big treasure.

Curious, Ye Chen walked towards the fat boy slowly, his sharp gaze never leaving the silver bowl.

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"Brother, you look handsome, can you give me some money? I'm so poor that I can't even jingle. I haven't eaten for ten days, and I'm so hungry... ..."

Seeing Ye Chen approaching hurriedly, the fat boy's eyes lit up immediately, and he looked at Ye Chen expectantly.

That look is like a pug wagging its tail looking at its owner, hoping to give it something delicious.

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"You can't beg like this. You have to use some professional terms. I suggest you go to the neighborhood to see if there are gangs like the Beggars' Gang, and go in and study hard..."

Ye Chen looked at the fat boy sympathetically, and said calmly.

Just for the words "thin and skinny", who would pity such a fat and fat man?Isn't this talking nonsense?

No professional ethics at all.

"Advanced study, technical terms?"

The chubby boy blinked his small eyes and looked at Ye Chen in a daze.

In his opinion, there is no difficulty in begging, isn't it just to place a bowl in a crowded place?Then pretend to be pitiful, isn't it all right?

It is impossible to study with a hammer in this lifetime.

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"Where did the bowl in front of you... come from?"

Ye Chen squatted down slowly, blinked his eyes, and looked at the small silver bowl in front of him curiously.

I was going to try to see if I could pull out the origin of the small silver bowl from the big fat boy's mouth.

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"This bowl, it's our family's ancestral treasure! Let me tell you, don't think about my bowl..."

The fat boy looked at Ye Chen vigilantly, and brought the small silver bowl to his side as he spoke, for fear that Ye Chen would snatch it away.

"Foreigner, this is..."

Similarly, he also looked at Ye Chen curiously, only feeling that Ye Chen's appearance was different from theirs, especially his eyes.

Tell him directly that Ye Chen is not from their Blood Moon Empire.

And what surprised him was that he left this little silver bowl on the side of the road every day and no one cared about it.

Unexpectedly, Ye Chen, a foreigner... would actually see the extraordinaryness of his little bowl.

His intuition told him that Ye Chen was either an expert, or a prodigal who liked to collect antiques.

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"It's just a small broken bowl... passed down from your ancestors? Why didn't your ancestors pass down some valuable gold and jade? This is obviously a silver bowl, it doesn't look very valuable..."

Ye Chen's expression changed, and he began to use the method of fierce fighting, testing whether he could get some information out of the other party's mouth.

With the touching IQ of the big fat boy, Ye Chen is confident that he can figure out the origin of these silver bowls.

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"What kind of broken bowl, you guys really have no vision! Let me tell you, this bowl was handed down from nine generations of me. My ancestors produced a very powerful alchemist, and it was the alchemist who told me All future generations must take good care of this bowl, and absolutely cannot throw it away..."

The fat boy glared at Ye Chen in disbelief, crossed his hands in front of him, and said proudly.

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"Spiritualist???"

Hearing these three words, Ye Chen's eyes lit up immediately, and his breathing became slightly rapid.

In the deep eyes, there is a faint trace of anticipation brewing.

These three words are what he focuses on the most.

The so-called spiritual master is a very mysterious and noble profession. They have the extraordinary ability to make various weapons and other equipment have spirituality and increase their power.

On this Martial Soul Continent, spirit masters are absolutely rare, as rare as a feather.

Even if it is the Douyuan Empire, it may be difficult to find one or two, or even none.

And it's not surprising that the Blood Moon Empire, as the head of the three great empires in the spiritual realm, has mysterious spirit refiners.

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"Can you sell this little bowl? I'm willing to pay a high price for it!"

After thinking about it for a while, Ye Chen decided to put this mysterious little bowl on the plate, and then study it carefully.

Regardless of whether it is a treasure or not, buy it first and then talk about it, anyway, he is not short of money.

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"Don't sell it, don't sell it even if you kill me!!! If you don't want to give me money, then get out of here quickly, don't affect my business! My family still has an old woman waiting to be fed. If I can't get money today, I will And my old lady who is waiting to be fed... I am absolutely going to be hungry again, why..."

The fat boy put away the small silver bowl in front of him, and said very firmly.

"This……"

Seeing that the fat boy's attitude was so firm, Ye Chen frowned.

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