Chen Yi walks alone.

Yunmo ice soon catches up with Chen Yi. Under the bright light, her beautiful face looks at Chen Yi's back.

Originally quite some strong Mou son, at the moment but faintly some blurred.

All of a sudden, yunmobing reacts. She whispers, "Chen Yi, are you going back?"

Chen Yi looks back at Yun Mo Bing, whose beautiful face makes Yun Mo Bing tremble at the moment.

"Well!"

Chen Yi just nodded faintly. He looked at Yun Mo Bing's eyes and didn't make a sound again.

"I'll see you off!"

Cloud Mo ice's eyes some Dodge, she directly sat on his Lamborghini.

The engine roared, the luxury car roared and cut through the night.

All the way, yunmo ice has not spoken, she clenched the steering wheel.

Even Yun Mo Bing didn't understand why she was like this. It seemed that she had never felt like this before.

Because How big is Chen Yiqiang?

Still, Chen Yi's confidence.

Or is it ignoring the arrogance of Wumeng, the sixth mountain?

As yunmo Bingyu Guang sits on the co pilot's seat, Chen Yi, without saying a word, becomes more and more confused.

Until Jinfu Jiayuan, yunmo ice said in a soft voice: "here it is

Without saying a word, Chen Yi opens the door and gets off.

At this time, Yun Mo Bing suddenly issued a light call, "Chen Yi!"

Chen Yi Yu Guang glances at Yun Mo Bing faintly. He seems to know what Yun Mo Bing is thinking.

However, Chen Yi's light makes Yun Mo Bing wake up.

"It's OK. Thank you tonight, but I'm afraid the Wumeng and the sixth mountain will not give up!" Cloud ink ice light up a wisp of hair to the ear, take back the eyes.

"If I care, I won't do it!" Chen Yi calmly left a word, then closed the door and walked home.

Yun Mo Bing looks at Chen Yi's back, speechless for a long time.

"Yunmobing, you and his world are totally different!"

"Besides, he's only eighteen years old!"

Inside the car, Yun Mo Bing talks to herself. She just takes back her eyes and starts the car with her lips.

……

Back home, Chen Yi greets her parents and goes straight home.

"The boy is coming back later and later!" Chen Weiguo muttered, "it's too busy to fall in love!"

He was right by the window and saw the Lamborghini of cloud ink ice.

Li Wenyun also frowned. She looked at Chen Yi's room and sighed, "cloud family!"

There is a touch of worry in Li Wenyun's eyes. Now Chen Yi is still young, but Yun Mo Bing is not.

She is very clear about the affairs of the aristocratic family. Yunmo Bing took charge of the yunmo group when she was young. Maybe marriage is no longer her decision.

Chen Yi's heart is as still as water.

After one night's practice, Chen Yi only feels that she is not far away from the three inch Lingtai.

The next day, he went straight to Guanjiang mansion. In the Xuanyuan spirit guiding array, Chen Yi Ran the tunyuan formula.

The aura of heaven and earth slowly enters Chen Yi's body.

The Lingtai in the elixir field is constantly refining, plus the inner elixir of the demon snake.

Until three o'clock in the afternoon, Chen Yi's body was shocked. If there was a great force in her body, the air that she was exposed to turned into a strong wind and scattered in all directions.

Chen Yi slowly opens her eyes with a faint smile.

Three inch platform, it's done!

This cultivation speed is much faster than he imagined.

The poison of swallowing yuan and the inner pill of demon snake were both unexpected gains, which greatly improved his cultivation.

It's not difficult to build a foundation, but it's really difficult to practice Qi and golden elixir.

A thousand years ago, he was in Xuanyuan gate, only three months from building foundation to practicing Qi.

In contrast, today's cultivation speed is not fast.

However, in this era, Chen Yi is content with the lack of aura.

Then Chen Yi gets up. He takes a taxi to the courtyard before Xu Qingxue. He takes out a wooden shovel from zuzijie and digs out the spiritual soil and the elixir without damaging the root and power of Dao.

After bringing the elixir to Zuzi, Chen Yi takes a taxi to Zhenjiang's antique market.

He wanted to come here to take a chance and see if he could find some containers suitable for cultivating the elixir.

The antique market in Zhenjiang city is quite busy. Chen Yi has a look around, and finally he stops in front of a stall.

Most of the stalls are made of bronzes and porcelains. What Chen Yi cares about is a bronze medal.

Cloud copper!

The so-called cloud copper is actually meteorite copper, the material left by the fall of stars outside the sky. Since ancient times, China has been regarded as the material for casting magic weapons.

Meteorite copper has different properties and different refining methods.However, most meteorite copper is wasted in history.

For thousands of years, whenever Chen Yi noticed that a star had fallen, he would go to collect it himself.

Chen Yi is good at Dao. He collected 33 different kinds of meteorites and some rare treasures. It took him half a month to make the Dao successfully.

Unfortunately, that knife was broken by the ninth disaster.

Each of the nine robberies is several times stronger than the last one. This is why Chen Yi has spent a long time to improve his strength after every successful robbery for thousands of years.

Chen Yi takes a look at the boss and orders several things, including the bronze medal.

"How much are these?"

The stall owner looked at Chen Yi. Looking at her young age, he frowned and said, "young man, it's not common to come to the antique market at such a young age!"

"These things are the best. They're 50000 yuan in total!"

Chen Yi glanced at the boss, "modern crafts, so expensive?"

This sentence changed the boss's face.

"What are you talking about, young man? These are all genuine goods I sell! "

"You are young, don't talk nonsense if you don't understand!"

Chen Yi's eyebrows move gently He has lived for a thousand years. In those days, he casually made dishes and chopsticks, which are now regarded as genuine antiques.

However, he did not argue with the boss, but said faintly: "three hundred, sell me now transfer!"

"I'll give you 50000, and you give me 300?" The boss glared as if he had seen a ghost.

Chen Yi looks at the boss and doesn't speak.

The boss looked at the items and gritted his teeth, "OK, sell it!"

Chen Yi turned three hundred yuan without expression and put away those things.

In a word, two of them are really antiques. It is estimated that they will be worth tens of thousands of yuan at least.

However, Chen Yi doesn't care about the tens of thousands of yuan.

Just as he turned to walk out of the antique market, there was a commotion in his ear.

"Master, this painting is my heirloom. How can it be fake?" A middle-aged man was holding a picture and his face was unbelievable.

In front of him was an old man. Looking at the painting in front of him, he shook his head and said, "this painting is really fake. During the Ming and Qing Dynasties, many people specially made this kind of fake painting!"

"If you don't believe me, go to someone else's house and ask again!"

"If you believe me, I can take it as an imitation of the Ming and Qing Dynasties!"

"Two thousand dollars!"

The old man stretched out his finger and looked at the middle-aged man: "this is my opinion. For your urgent need of money, if you go to someone else's home, it will be more than 1000."

After seeing the scroll, Chen Yi Yu Guang's eyes were slightly stunned.

"The right painting?"

Immediately, Chen Yi turned her steps and walked directly to the middle-aged man.

In his eyes, there is a touch of light memory, looking at the volume of painting, such as to see an old friend.