The dream dispersed, and Ye Chen opened his eyes.

Wow!

Just now, before he could recall his dream, Ye Chen subconsciously turned his face. Because of the dazzling divine light, he was shocked by his eyes. Then he looked sideways away from the light and wanted to raise his hand to cover the light. However, he found that his hands and feet were bound.

This...what is going on!

Ye Chen then realized that he was not underground and the surroundings were not dark. Not only was it not dark, but it shone brightly. The strangest thing was that he was locked on a copper pillar.

Ye Chen was stunned and looked around in a hurry, and then he saw the surrounding fairy lights shining everywhere. It was a world surrounded by clouds and mist. In the lingering clouds, there was a way of intertwining, and there should be runes that seemed to appear and appear.

Copper furnace!

Ye Chen frowned suddenly, and instantly guessed that he was sealed in a powerful magic weapon.

How could this be!

Ye Chen narrowed his eyes and thought that most of the time he was discovered by a powerful monk passing by in his dream, so he picked him out from the ground and locked him in a magic weapon.

Let’s go out first!

Thinking in his heart, Ye Chen's thoughts moved the way of heaven.

However, what made him feel bad was that he did not successfully perform it. Just because he looked at the scroll, his pupil power was consumed too much and he was unable to support the operation of the Heavenly Dao. If he wanted to go out, it was worth waiting for his pupil power to recover.

Huh?

When Ye Chen was in pain, a fat head appeared at the mouth of the copper furnace, looking down at Ye Chen.

It was an old man, a fat man, and a saint. He had no beard and his eyebrows were scary. It was no problem to put two balls on his big mouth.

Ye Chen raised his head slightly and looked at the fat old man, "Senior, why did you kidnap me?"

"We are destined to be together." The fat old man stroked his beard meaningfully. Oh no, it was his eyebrows.

"Fang is not convenient to let me out." Ye Chen's face turned a little dark.

"That can't."

"Are you sick?" Ye Chen started cursing directly, "I'm sleeping well, just make it for me and lock it in the copper stove that doesn't shit. Believe it or not, I'll go out and kick you to death."

"Hey, little bastard, he has a big temper." The fat old man poked out his hand and stuck it into the copper furnace, bounced Ye Chen's forehead. Although the force was not strong, Ye Chen's head was buzzing.

Now, Ye Chen became honest and gentle as a little sheep, "I am just the emperor's realm, it's not worth it if you catch me."

"Nonsense." The fat old man took out a storage bag and shook it in front of Ye Chen. It was Ye Chen's storage bag. "Can I have so much money in the imperial realm? I have never seen such a rich junior. I don't know if I don't look at it. I was shocked when I saw it! So many treasures."

"You don't want to know why I have so many babies." Ye Chen's face turned darker.

"Why."

"I am the disciple of the Sword God."

"Don't mess around, I've seen the disciple of the Sword God, I won't look like you." The fat old man clenched his ears.

"Have you ever met the disciple of the Sword God?" Ye Chen looked at the fat old man with a hurry.

"Here, this looks like this." The fat old man took out a picture scroll, which was portrayed on it. "See, this is the disciple of the Sword God, a woman."

"Are you sure about her disciple of the Sword God?" Ye Chen coughed dryly.

"If you want to change it."

"That's really..." Ye Chen grinned, not knowing that the disciple of Zhutian Shenhua was actually a woman, and this woman was really more beautiful and more beautiful. The more she looked at her, the more familiar she looked, the more she looked...

"You should have a great origin." The fat old man put the scroll in his arms again.

"It's good to know, I'm the Son of God of Kunlunxu."

"You just said you were the disciple of the Sword God, but what the hell is Kunlunxu?"

"Have you heard of Daluo Tiantian?"

"No." The fat old man shook his fat head.

"Nine Wilderness Heaven, Temple, Have you heard of the Great Xia Dynasty?"

"without."

"Okay! I am the son of the God of Daluo Sword Sect." After a while, Ye Chen said meaningfully, "I honestly tell you, my master has a bad temper. Don't be uncomfortable if you have nothing to do."

"Are you the son of the Daluo Sword Sect?" The fat old man looked up and down at Ye Chen, "No!"

"You won't tell me that the son of the Daluo Sword Sect is also a woman!" Ye Chen glanced at the fat old man.

"That's not." The fat old man began to fiddle with his eyebrows again, "I heard that the son of the Daluo Sword Sect is not a good bird. There will be blood disasters everywhere. Now it falls into my hands. That won't make you feel better. If you snatch your treasure, you have to do the way for heaven."

"Then I am not the son of the Daluo Sword Sect anymore." Ye Chen coughed dryly.

"So you are fooling me." The fat old man looked at Ye Chen with a smile.

"Just... kidding." Ye Chen laughed.

"I don't have time to talk nonsense to you." The fat old man turned around and left, "When I find a good place, chop you, chop you and stew it. Your bloodline is a good thing, and I like it very much."

"You guys, you still bring such a person." Ye Chen immediately cursed, but his curse did not receive any response.

Helplessly, Ye Chen had to look at the rune chain locked by him, and turned his qi and blood to break free.

Unfortunately, he was sealed and could not get rid of the imprisonment. Besides, this is the fat old man's natal magic weapon. Once he is sealed by the magic weapon, he will most likely not be able to escape, unless his cultivation level is far higher than that of the other party, which is obviously unrealistic, and the other party is a saint.

Nonsense!

Ye Chen cursed inwardly, gathering the power of the Immortal Wheel's pupils very close. He was sealed here and could be pulled out to stew at any time.

Outside, the fat old man was sitting on a flying gourd, drinking small wine all the way, humming a little tune, and sometimes there were crunching sounds.

Ye Chen glanced at him and the guy was actually eating the source stone, and he was eating the source stone in his storage bag.

Seeing this scene, Ye Chen couldn't help but recall that little Lingwa, who specializes in eating spirit stones. Although he is not big, he has a small appetite and is very similar to the fat old man now.

After closing his eyes, Ye Chen closed his eyes slightly and continued to gather the power of the Immortal Wheel's pupils.

The sun and the moon change, and the day and night reincarnation.

In the blink of an eye, three days passed quietly, but the fat old man still did not stop. He stopped drinking and humming the source stone, but instead fell asleep. It is worth mentioning that the snoring sound was really extraordinary.

It was not until the night of the fourth day that the old man fell down on an ancient star, not too small, and descended on a mountain.

At this point, Ye Chen was released, but was still sealed.

But the fat old man set up a big iron pot and ignited a raging fire. Then he took out a kitchen knife and hummed a nasty little tune while sharpening the knife.

This guy really wants to chop me up and cook it?

Ye Chen pulled the corner of his mouth, feeling like he was about to be slaughtered.

However, what quickly made Ye Chen relieved was that the fat old man took out a huge object from his storage bag, which was a purple dragon. It was very large in size, and it turned out to be a quasi-saint dragon.

The purple dragon is dead, and its soul has long been extinguished.

The fat old man passed by, and his sword skills were very skillful, peeling the purple dragon and cramping it.

Next, pieces of dragon meat were thrown into the big iron pot. The fat old man didn't forget to throw some strange ingredients into it, so that the pot of dragon meat would be stewed with fragrant flavor.

It's the same as the Holy King Barbarians!

Ye Chen grinned and thought to himself that the masters who eat dragon meat are all tough characters.

Not long after, the fat old man started eating, and the food was delicious and shameless.

Um?

Just as he was watching, Ye Chen subconsciously raised his head and looked at Tianxiao. There was a figure coming from the sky. It was a woman in green, also a saint, with a peerless appearance and a splendid charm. His whole body was surrounded by fairy clouds, and even the flying black hair was dyed with divine beauty.

The woman in green just fell down, and the fat old man got up, touched the oil stains on his body, rubbed his old hand, and came up with a slutty smile on his face, "Gu Lan, you are here."

The woman in green glanced at the fat old man and looked at Ye Chen who was sealed.

As she looked, her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and her expression was a little surprised, "Ancient Holy Body."

"How about it, the person you are looking for this time can be!" said the fat old man, licking his old face and leaning forward, preparing to pull the woman in green, but was thrown away by the woman in green.

"I believe it or not, I'll chop it up for you." The woman in green glanced at the fat old man.

"You...you are still as furious as ever." The fat old man laughed dryly.

"Where are you looking for him?" The woman in green looked at Ye Chen again.

"A dead ancient star." The fat old man clenched his nose, "I took it out after hiding underground and slept. This guy has a big temper and scolded me all the way."

"I didn't scold you." Ye Chen's forehead was full of black lines.

"No," the fat old man stepped forward and bounced Ye Chen again, "I heard it all. You have greeted my eighteen generations of ancestors in your heart. You always want to rush out and kick me to death."

"Who asked you to catch me and rob me of my baby."

"I......"

"Enough." The woman in green interrupted the fat old man's words directly and looked at Ye Chen with a chuckling, "Little guy, you're lucky. It will be a huge opportunity to take you back this time."

"I didn't notice." Ye Chen curled his lips.

"I will thank me when you get that opportunity." The fat old man pinched his long beard.

"Then can we let go first?"

"It's okay." The woman in green smiled whispered, raised her hand immediately, and brushed away Ye Chen's seal.

"Huh? Why is that woman not wearing clothes?" As soon as the seal was untied, Ye Chen looked at Xu Tian.

"Is there any?" The fat old man's big head turned over immediately. He looked over, and the woman in green looked at Xu Tian who was looking at Ye Chen.

However, where they looked, not to mention women without clothes, there was not even a bird.

Realizing that they had been fooled, the two immediately turned around.
Chapter completed!