Chapter Forty-Seven: Vermilion Fruit (Second Update)

(Ask for Push)

"Oh, this is what my old fellow took out to sell, I think it's just an ordinary fruit!" Ye Bin shook his head helplessly, his face full of depression.

"Ordinary fruit?" Ye Chen's right hand slowly leaned forward, and suddenly his face was stunned, the fire true qi in his body was running wildly at this moment, it usually took a few moments to make a big cycle, but now there were several cycles in an instant, and the aura emitted by that fruit was extremely familiar to Ye Chen, but he couldn't say it.

"Boy, this shouldn't be the Blood Bodhi, but the Vermilion Bird Fruit with the same name as the Blood Bodhi!" There was a little more surprise in the Fire Qilin's tone, it stands to reason that this thing should not appear here, and the Ye family obviously can't recognize the true face of this fruit.

"Vermilion Bird Fruit?" Ye Chen frowned slightly, could it be that he had something to do with the Vermilion Bird Clan.

"Young Master Chen!" Ye Bin's voice pulled Ye Chen, who was deep in thought, back to reality, Ye Chen smiled slightly, pointed to the red fruit, and said, "Elder Ye Bin, I don't know how to sell this red fruit!" Obviously, this is not the time to ask the Fire Qilin, and Ye Chen will not ask either, it is the right thing to get this fruit first.

"Young Master Chen, do you want to buy this fruit?" Listening to Ye Chen's words, Ye Bin was obviously stunned for a moment, and then said with surprise: "Young Master Chen, you really want to buy this fruit, this is just an ordinary fruit, and the price of this red fruit is a bit strange!"

With a faint smile, Ye Chen rubbed his forehead helplessly, and said vaguely: "I'm going to set this fruit, I don't know the price!"

Ye Bin smiled bitterly, waved his big sleeves, and a faint breeze slowly emerged from the red fruit, and immediately held the red fruit and fell towards Ye Bin's palm.

Beckoning to Ye Chen, Ye Chen took a few steps forward, pushed out the door of the attic, and jumped forward, quickly jumping towards a certain place in the medicine hall.

Ye Chen hesitated for a moment and followed closely.

The two figures were racing quickly in the medicine hall, Ye Bin considered that Ye Chen's cultivation was not enough, and Rao was kind enough to reduce the speed.

In this regard, Ye Chen smiled indifferently, and the Vermilion Bird Technique in his body was running slowly, replenishing the consumed Fire True Qi.

The winding path leads to the secluded, bypassing several golden attics, a courtyard slowly appeared in the sight of the two, and Ye Chen looked at the courtyard in surprise.

The courtyard is no different from a normal farmhouse, except for a little more dust.

At this moment, there was an old man about sixty years old sitting on the bamboo table in the courtyard, the old man was dressed in a cyan military uniform, and his black hair was casually draped like him, but he was holding a white porcelain wine jug in his hand and drinking it constantly, his eyes were a little intoxicated, and the whole person showed a decadent appearance.

The aroma of wine wafted around with the breeze, looking at the old man enjoying himself comfortably, the corners of Ye Bin's mouth twitched, and he was extremely dissatisfied: "This old bastard will enjoy it, people are really angry compared to people, why do I have to work outside!"

"Boy, it's a Qi Martial Realm powerhouse!" the Fire Qilin couldn't help but remind.

Qi Martial Realm powerhouse, could it be that the old man in the courtyard is the old immortal of the Ye family.

Nodding slightly, Ye Chen listened to Ye Bin's muttering, and couldn't help but smile bitterly, people are strong in the Qi Martial Realm, and you are a beginner martial artist, can you compare?

"Lao Bin, if you can cultivate hard, you can be like me!" An extremely leisurely voice slowly sounded in Ye Chen and Ye Bin's ears.

"You!" Ye Bin sighed helplessly, smiled bitterly, beckoned to Ye Chen, took a few steps forward, and stepped into the courtyard.

Looking around vigilantly, Ye Chen felt a sense of depression at this moment, maybe this place was the residence of those Qi Martial Realm powerhouses.

The aura inadvertently revealed by those strong qi martial artists has such power, I am afraid that martial artists like myself will slap them to death countless times, and smile bitterly, the cultivation speed that has soared like a rocket for several months has made Ye Chen feel a little proud in his heart, and those pride can't help but dissipate at this moment.

Stepping into the courtyard, the aroma of wine was even stronger, Ye Chen's eyes habitually glanced around the courtyard, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Several sword weapons were arranged around the courtyard in turn, and a faint sword aura surrounded those sword weapons.

Ye Chen's surprised look naturally fell into the eyes of the old man, and the old man said with a little pride: "Boy, what about my sword weapons!"

"It's not good!" Ye Chen retracted his gaze, shrugged his shoulders slightly, and the corners of his mouth pursed slightly.

"Bastard, you actually say that the sword I built is not good!" The old man jumped up suddenly, his face gradually turned iron-blue, his face distorted, and the whole person seemed to be wrapped in a ball of fire, and said angrily: "Get out, Lao Tzu is not welcome here, all give Lao Tzu a fuck!"

A fierce energy was carrying overwhelming heat towards Ye Chen and Ye Bin, and cracks appeared on the ground.

The sudden change made Ye Chen's heart slightly startled, and his true qi slowly emerged in the palm of his hand, and he retreated a few steps backwards.

His face was full of bitterness, Ye Bin glanced at Ye Chen with resentment, this kid didn't mention anything, and when he mentioned it, he made a mistake.

He took a few steps forward, blocking Ye Chen's figure behind him, and with a wave of his long sleeves, wisps of fresh wind swept out, turning into a terrifying tornado and colliding with that energy.

The explosion continued, stirring up the dust all over the ground, coughing slightly, Ye Chen slapped a palm forward, blew away the dust around him, and arched his hand: "Elder, do you think that these sword weapons can be regarded as top sword weapons!"

"Although these sword weapons built by Lao Tzu are not top-notch, they are also the best sword weapons!" The quality of these sword weapons is indeed not at the level of top-level sword weapons, and when Ye Chen said it, the old man scolded a little annoyed, and then his face sank, and he angrily pointed at Ye Bin and shouted: "Old immortal, why are you bringing this little bastard to me!"

"And the old immortal, I'm very busy, don't bring all the cats and dogs here!" Ignoring the dusty tables and chairs, the old man sat down directly, and roared at Ye Bin with great dissatisfaction, and the silver beard fluttered with it, and the air also turbulent.

Spreading his hands, Ye Bin smiled helplessly at Ye Chen, and then roared at the old man: "Old bastard, someone wants to buy your garbage fruit!"

"Garbage fruit, old immortal, you don't know don't talk nonsense!" The old man jumped up from the chair again, his face was full of anger, he roared wildly, and immediately realized something, turned his head suddenly, looked at Ye Chen in surprise, and snorted: "Boy, you want to buy my fruit!"

His eyes flickered, Ye Chen nodded slightly, and said softly: "Yes!"

"Boy, the price of my fruit is a bit outrageous, are you sure you want to buy it?" There was a mysterious smile at the corner of the old man's mouth, and he caught a glimpse of Ye Chen's gaze with a hint of play, holding the wine jug comfortably, and then his eyes slowly closed, lying lazily on the seat.

"Price?" Ye Chen raised his eyebrows slightly, and after being silent for a long moment, he said slowly: "What price!"

"A qi martial sword weapon!" the old man said very politely.