Chapter 3823

Name:The Mad Cultivator Author:王小蛮
Three eight two three chaos grave black market

Yue caixie Zun's escape was just an episode, which did not attract everyone's attention. Although Ye Kong did not want this woman to live, it was not too urgent.

Ye Kong has been wandering in Butian city for a while. At this moment, there are worshippers returning from the treasure hunt everywhere. Everyone takes out the harvest of the treasure hunt and exchanges what they have and what they have.

Although the business here is good, Zhuang Yu and others who are installed in the portable space say that it is best to go to the chaos tomb black market for real busy business and good treasures. Several big auction houses there sell extraordinary treasures every day.

Ye Kongkong said that anyway, he had nothing to do, so he might as well go to see it. Besides, hundreds of his slaves also wanted to go out and exchange some treasures, so he ignored the people of the tenth Kingdom and directly left the sky city to fly East. After flying for a long time, he arrived at chaos tomb.

Because this is a piece of meat that chaos fell into the pure land, which is not small and buried under the chaos grave, from a distance, this is a rugged hill.

On this high and low hill, there are many old demons, and the former Qikai demon lord lived on one of them.

However, ye Kong's cultivation has reached the king level. There will never be robbers blocking the way from here.

The real black market of chaos tomb is on the open ground with the highest and largest terrain here. After countless years of development, it has formed a magnificent city!

And the owner of this city is the ancient family of the tenth Kingdom, Suxin clan!

At this moment, Bian Haizheng, the young leader of the Suxin clan, is kneeling outside the small courtyard of a huge manor in the city, bowing his head and afraid to speak.

This huge manor is the ancestral home of the Suxin clan, and the strong and masterminds of the Suxin clan live in this manor. In a small courtyard in this huge manor, Luo Jun and Huang Zhongmei, the ancestors of the Suxin family, lived there.

Bian Haizheng has been back for some time. After becoming Ye Kong's servant, he returned to chaos tomb. Although he brought back a huge amount of wealth, his father still flew into a rage, because his son became a servant of others, and the wealth he brought was also owned by others.

However, Bian Haizheng's cultivation is 280000 yuan, and his father's cultivation is not as good as him. Although there are more than 300000, or even more than 400000 dimensional elders, these people came forward and shook their heads at last.

Because this slave seal is very powerful, it firmly locks Bian Haizheng's spiritual power. If it is forcibly taken out, I'm afraid Bian Haizheng will become a fool on the spot.

At present, only the ancestors who lived in the small courtyard can take out Bian Haizheng's slave seal, so Bian Haizheng knelt there and waited for his ancestors to appear.

This is the fourth month Bian Haizheng has knelt here.

Bian Haizheng has been kneeling here, but he is counting the days in his heart. Xin said that it was almost time to reach the end of the treasure hunt. The master Ye Kong was afraid that he was not dead, and his slave seal did not disappear. With the slave seal, he cursed Ye Kong's death in his heart, and he immediately felt the pain that made him tear from the slave seal.

It was not easy for him to resist the pain, and he dared not curse Ye Kong in his heart. He only prayed for ye Kong's successful return. In recent months, he didn't know the outside news, and he didn't know that ye Kong's cultivation had soared!

Wanting Ye Kong to come out soon, Bian Haizheng was worried: the master asked him to come back to sell goods, but he had been kneeling all the time since he came back. What if he didn't sell goods? If the master finds himself, will he not be punished?

The slave seal in his eyebrows became more and more important. He couldn't help but have an impulse to leave this and help his master.

But at the moment when he couldn't control it, an old voice came out of the small courtyard, "Haizheng, why are you kneeling at my door?"

Bian Haizheng listened to the voice of his ancestors, and his face was full of joy. He said, "two ancestors, the 108th generation grandson of Bian Haizheng, have seen two ancestors."

Luo Jun, the ancestor of Suxin clan, was a short old man with white hair and beard. He drank again and asked, "Why are you kneeling at my door?"

Bian Haizheng heard that the ancestors were impatient, and hurriedly said, "the ancestors, the descendants are useless, and they are enslaved by the race. They feel ashamed to face their ancestors, so they have to kneel in front of the ancestors and ask for atonement!"

Although the ancestor of Suxin clan is not young, she can see it. The female ancestor huangzhongmei said, "when walking in the world, there is no way not to be bullied by others. At that time, the best way is to temporarily compromise. As a venerable person, only living is the most important, only living is hope, and everything is possible."

Bian Haizheng heard that the ancestor didn't mean to blame, and quickly kowtowed, "Shisun has knelt in front of the door for more than a hundred days, just waiting for the two ancestors to help me remove the slave seal."

Luo Jun said, "come in with me."

Bian Haizheng walked into the courtyard, which was his first time to enter this mysterious courtyard. However, when he came in, he found that there was no resplendence outside, and the lights were bright. Instead, he found that it was the most ordinary quadrangle in an ordinary family. There was even a third vegetable field in the courtyard. Luo Jun and Huang Zhongmei, the two ancestors, were dressed like farmers and women.

"Come in with me." Luo Jun took Bian Haizheng into the cabin and let Bian Haizheng kneel down. Then he stood in front of him, pressed a dry palm on Bian Haizheng's forehead, raised his eyebrow, and said, "this kind of person who put down the slave seal is so cunning that he even connects the slave seal with the spiritual force, and there are hidden buckles in it. If you take out the slave seal, it will inevitably hurt the spiritual force."

Bian Haizheng said, "that's what the elders said. They didn't dare to act rashly. Only then did the grandson bother the ancestor."

Luo Jun nodded, "it doesn't matter. Although this person has a unique method of printing, his cultivation is low after all, so this slave seal can be solved."

Bian Haizheng was relieved after hearing what the ancestor said. If the ancestor said no, he really had no choice.

At that moment, Bian Haizheng knelt in the room, waiting for the old Luo Jun to take off the slave seal, but when Luo Jun put his hand on his forehead again, the old eyes of the ancestor of the Suxin family showed surprise.

"What's the matter? This slave seal has been strengthened countless times in just a moment!"

Huang Zhongmei also walked in from outside and asked, "what's going on?"

Luo Jun said, "why suddenly, the slave seal has strengthened countless times, and now even I can't untie it! What's the matter?"

They didn't understand, but Bian Haizheng felt it and said in horror, "the master is coming, and he is calling me!" With that, he ran away regardless of the presence of his two ancestors.

The two ancestors of the Suxin clan stood on the spot, and Huang Zhongmei said, "even if the master of the slave seal comes, the slave seal will not instantly increase countless times?"

Luo Jun thought for a moment and said, "that is, the cultivation of the master of the slave seal has increased significantly! I'm afraid if you want to remove it this time, you'll have trouble!"