Eight Desolate Sword God

I don’t know how long it used to be, like the old-fashioned Ye Chenfeng suddenly opened his eyes, the powerful palms slammed the smooth meteorite underneath, shattering the hard meteorite.

And his body, like a big bird, leaps high and rushes up against the turbulent waterfall. The fists filled with squandering force are heavily bombarded on the waterfall, and they will be like a galaxy. The waterfall water flowing down is cut off.

“Finally, the six-pulse gods have been cultivated to the first level.”

With the powerful anti-seismic force generated by the waterfall water, Ye Chenfeng floated from the air and fell to the edge of the waterfall.

Feeling the power of the body bursting just a moment, Ye Chenfeng reveals a deep surprise.

However, in order to cultivate the six-pulse gods to the first re-skinning realm in a short time, he will consume all the broken soul crystals left by Qi Tongtian. He wants to practice the six-pulse gods to the second in a short time. In the realm of the realm, we must find a way to buy soul crystal.

But since being removed from the Ye family, Ye Jia has broken all the economic sources of Ye Chenfeng, and the price of a lower-grade soul crystal is more than 10,000 yuan, and Ye Chenfeng has only less than two. Twelve silver, he wants to buy the next product soul crystal cultivation, must find ways to raise money.

In addition to the product of the soul, Ye Chenfeng also needs to buy some refining herbs to stimulate the body’s potential, and this kind of medicine is undoubtedly more expensive.

“Maybe the two great inheritances can help me get rid of the current dilemma.” Ye Chenfeng took a deep breath and decided to spend time, blending the lines and medical fragments printed in the depths of his mind.

Ye Chenfeng simply moved around and ate some dry food, adjusted his own state to the best, and began to fuse esoteric memory fragments.

Although Ye Chenfeng is very strange to the two memory fragments, his understanding has reached an incredible level since the fusion of the brain.

About two days or so, Ye Chenfeng has merged medical and facial memory.

“The inheritance of good mystery, the healing of medicine and the inheritance of the mind in the brain, is definitely not comparable to the inheritance of the Zijin Kingdom. Perhaps only the inheritance in the sect of the sect can make the medical and the research of the formations so fascinating.” The bloody, painful and cracked leaves of Chen Chenfeng deeply understand the mystery of the two heritages, and the face has a deep surprise.

However, the pattern of the sects is profound and profound. If Ye Chenfeng wants to completely master the formation, he must practice from the basics, but the practice process is no different from burning money.

While the medical inheritance can make money, but he has no time to open the medical center to earn money, so at this stage, only the refining array can solve his urgent needs in the shortest time.

“Well, I tried to refine this attacking character.”

Ye Chenfeng thought for a while and chose a golden needle that is the easiest to refine. However, although the golden needle is the simplest in the memory, the refining materials are still precious.

“The beastly blood, the star sand, the best cinnabar, the topaz of the paper… oh!”

Thinking of the material of the condensed gold needle, the passion of Ye Chenfeng’s heart was instantly replaced by depression. With his more than 20 silver coins, it is estimated that even the cheapest topaz paper can’t be bought.

“Who should I look for to borrow money?” Ye Chenfeng came up.

Since the soul and awakening failed, Ye Jia was driven out of the house. Ye Chenfeng’s friends were fewer and fewer. In the end, he had no friends around him, and no one was willing to lend him money.

“Ye Ziling, it seems that she can only borrow money from her.”

Thinking for a while, Ye Chenfeng only thought of one person, and he was not sure if Ye Ziling would lend him a lot of money.

“Forget it, let’s try it first. I can’t think of another way.”

Ye Chenfeng sighed helplessly, ate some dry food, left the secluded mountain that had been practicing for many days, and returned to Baidi City.

Because of fear of being discovered by Qi Tongtian’s enemies, Ye Chenfeng did not return to his original home, but went directly to the small courtyard where Ye Ziling lived in Baidi Wufu.

“How come you, are you looking for me?”

Ye Ziling, who is practicing in the room, heard the knocking of the door and got out of bed to open the door. When she saw Ye Chenfeng standing outside, she snorted and said the voice flat.

“I want to borrow some money from you.”

Looking at the tulle dress, the figure is tall, the legs are round and powerful, and the body is full of youthful vibrancy, Ye Ziling, Ye Chenfeng opens the door and says.

“Take money?” Ye Ziling frowned slightly and said, “How much do you want to borrow?”

“Three thousand two silver tickets.”

“Three thousand silver tickets, what do you want so much money?” Ye Ziling did not think that Ye Chenfeng would borrow so much money from himself, asked coldly.

“Cultivating.” Ye Chenfeng responded faintly: “At the latest, I will return it to you at the latest.”

“Hmm…”

“I will give you this three thousand two silver tickets, you don’t have to.” Ye Ziling looked at Ye Chenfeng with a burning gaze, and thought of the time when they grew up together, Ye Ziling agreed.

“But Ye Chenfeng, this is the last time I gave you money, I hope you will not bother me anymore.”

“Good!”

Ye Chenfeng smiled and laughed at himself, but he promised enough money in the future, but he will still return it to Ye Ziling. After all, he does not want to owe Ye Ziling anything, but he does not want to owe Ye Jia.

From Ye Ziling, I borrowed 30,000 silver tickets. Ye Chenfeng did not have any muddy water and turned and left.

“Ye Chenfeng, we are not a person of the world, I hope you can do it yourself.”

Following the back of Ye Chenfeng’s departure, Ye Ziling muttered to herself, but she did not know that Ye Chenfeng had already undergone an amazing transformation, and they are indeed not a person of the world.

With the 30,000 silver tickets, Ye Chenfeng left the Baidi Wufu directly and went to Baiyun, the largest shop in Baidi City. He spent nearly 28,000 yuan and bought nine gold refining needles. Material, a set of silver needles and a thin, flapped human skin mask.

The reason why Ye Chenfeng bought a leather mask is to expose the soul of the soul to the brain.

The reason for buying silver needles is because of the mythical inheritance, there is a mysterious needle method.

In accordance with the introduction of Tianxuanzhen in the memory of inheritance, Tianxuanzhen needs to cooperate with the soul to display the effect of healing the internal injury by stimulating the acupuncture points.

The purchase of the required things, Ye Chenfeng spent another hundred and two silver, rented a soil courtyard surrounded by loess in the eastern suburbs of Baidi City, to do temporary residence.

“Your, the material of the refining gold needle is too expensive, especially the blood of this beast, every small bottle is worth one thousand two silver, is this not stealing money?”

Ye Chenfeng quickly cleaned up the dusty room and placed a huge bag on the heavily painted table. He looked at the precious blood of nine bottles of beasts. He was embarrassed.

The materials purchased were divided into nine parts. Ye Chenfeng did not blindly refine the golden stitches. Instead, he sat on the bed with his knees and pushed the process of refining the golden stitches in his mind.

After all, the nine materials, each worth more than three thousand and two silver, once all failed, he will lose the money.

After more than two hours, Ye Chenfeng, who was deducted several times, felt that the time was ripe and began to refine his first character in his life, the golden needle.