The Emperor Crawling Out of the Grave

"Uh..." The old Dao wiped the sweat from his forehead, and really didn't understand how Xiao Chen's brain circuits were long.

Xiao Chen looked outside the noodle restaurant and asked with a smile, "Old man, are you trusting?"

The old Dao was startled and shook his head slightly, but then immediately nodded.

The old man hesitated to speak, but finally he didn't speak.

The old Dao knew it well, these so-called cultivators, they said they didn't believe in fate, and what they did was my destiny.

But these monks know that they have never escaped the prison of fate.

Changing fate against the sky is just a slogan.

Xiao Chen smiled and shook his head, picked up the bowl and drank the last sip of noodle soup.

Xiao Chen got up, looked at the worried old man and smiled at Mimi and said, "Since you believe in fate, then continue to believe. The world will drink and peck, and you have your own set of numbers."

Listening to Xiao Chen's words, the old Dao trembled all over: "Master, what do you mean..."

Xiao Chen nodded softly: "In this life, I have traveled to countless places, but I have only heard of such things as sky-filling stones in one place."

The old-fashioned eyes gradually lit up.

Xiao Chen carried the candied haws stick, walked slowly towards the door, and said as he walked: "The stone for patching the sky came from my birthplace, and the legend of patching the sky happened there."

Xiao Chen pulled out a bunch of candied haws and handed them to Liu Su Mingyue, and smiled: "According to Dao Dao's shameless temperament, she will not let this kind of thing go, she will arrange everything, everything that seems to be a coincidence, but is destined. ."

The old Dao Xin gradually calmed down, but Xiao Chen still didn't quite understand what Xiao Chen said.

"Could you please let me know." Old Dao smiled helplessly.

"It's boring if it's too clear, why don't we go to the auction to have a look?" Xiao Chen turned and looked at the old way with a smile.

The old Tao didn't ask any more, he understood, "There is a certain number in the dark", what does this sentence mean.

"My son, please." The old Dao followed Xiao Chen to the door and drew a golden charm.

The charm turned into a breeze, and a few people disappeared in front of the noodle restaurant.

The auction venue is in a palace on the top of a mountain.

The auction at the venue is in full swing.

Of course, the competition has not yet reached the fierce stage. The auctions now are mostly rare treasures of genius and some magical instruments. That whole shipbuilding material must be the finale.

With the leadership of the veteran, Xiao Chen and the others entered the heavily guarded venue without any hindrance.

At this moment, the auctioneer is introducing a weird circular magical implement with eloquence.

"Lan Ye, it is said to be the weapon of the Demon Lord Shiye one hundred thousand years ago. This thing is extremely powerful, even if a young child holds it in his hand, he can flatten the mountain with a wave of his hand, and it will become stronger with the use To increase the master’s cultivation."

Everyone was in an uproar, and even the VIPs in the VIP room upstairs stood up excitedly.

Ten nights of the devil, 100,000 years ago, in the starry sky, led the army to conquer all the big worlds, setting off a great demon of boundless killing.

Legend has it that this person is the person closest to the realm of the Great Emperor, and some people even speculate that at that time, one foot of Shi Ye had already crossed the threshold of the Great Emperor.

And he set off this killing, it is likely to be related to his preaching.

However, the disaster stopped inexplicably, and the army of hundreds of millions of nights disappeared without a trace overnight.

Since then, no one has heard of the name Mohou Shiye.

Some people say that this guy has gone crazy, and some people say that he has gone from killing to the realm and entered the realm of the great emperor, and he has gone happily.

Of course these are nonsense, no one knows what the truth is.

The sudden appearance of such a legendary weapon will naturally attract the attention of many people.

In addition to the sensitive identity of Mohou, this treasure may also make many people coveted.

There are many people here who have experienced that killing. They naturally know what kind of power this weapon has.

This thing aroused everyone's interest, but the auctioneer changed his conversation at the moment.

"but."

These two words brought everyone's attention to the auctioneer.

The auctioneer smiled, looked around and continued: "This monster can affect the mood of the person who holds it, and it will make people fall into endless killings, so you have to think carefully."

"Don't **** bullshit, hurry up and make a quote, even if it doesn't work, I can buy it back for the head office!" Some grumpy monks roared in dissatisfaction.

The auctioneer is no longer wordy, "The starting price is one million attribute spirit stones, and each increase in price shall not be less than 10,000 attribute spirit stones."

"Puff..." Xiao Chen, who was sitting in the private room drinking tea, spouted the tea from his mouth on the spot.

"Is it worth a million?" Xiao Chen glanced at the old man sitting opposite.

Xiao Chen really hadn't used any magical artifact in his life, and the knives he used were all priceless. As for the price of "general" magical artifacts, Xiao Chen really didn't know much.

The veteran said helplessly: "From your perspective, you naturally look down on these things."

Xiao Chen thought about it, his eyes lit up suddenly, and he caught the tassel Mingyue who was licking the candied haws on his head.

"What are you doing?" Liu Su pulled Xiao Chen's face with his drooling hands.

"Little baby, take out your treasure bag, buddy, I'm going to post it, haha!"

Xiao Chen now smiles too much like a mentally retarded person, and the few people next to him are sweating profusely, and the veteran even thinks that this guy is not a normal person.

Liu Su Mingyue licked her fingers and pulled out two delicate bags, "Give me two more strings! Hehe~~"

Xiao Chen grabbed the bag and said, "What to eat and how much you eat, don't you know in your heart? Beware of diabetes."

"Diabetes?" Fringed Su Mingyue full of question marks.

Xiao Chen opened the bag, and while digging out things, he casually ridiculed: "It's the disease of peeing and peeing sugar water."

"Yeah! That's amazing." The small star with fringed Mingyue eyes: "Is that sweet?"

"How the **** do I know that I haven't drunk it again." Xiao Chen rolled his eyes.

Liu Su Mingyue's eyes are bright at the moment like a weasel catching a little chicken cub: "Then I will eat these candied haws..."

"No, you won't." Xiao Chen immediately stopped the strange and terrifying thought of Liu Su Mingyue.

Xiao Chen had no doubt that this little mentally retarded would secretly taste his "diabetes".

This fierce and heavy-tasting conversation sounded petrified to the next few people.

Xiao Chen digs out the magic weapons in the hundred treasure bag, and mutters words: "Mouye fork, soul-slashing knife, slashing axe, millet and rifle, and 18 whips for the dragon..."

Of course these broken names were taken by Xiao Chen on the spot.

What the old way sees is frightening, because these magic weapons are not of low grade, two or three pieces can even be classified as semi-sacred artifacts.